Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "Good evening, Miss Betsy. It's so offensive to come uninvited late at night."

"No, please call me'Mrs. Longman'." Maca's address to her seemed to arouse her dissatisfaction. "What are you going to do when you come to our couple's house so late?"

"Oh, sorry--"

Maca glanced to the side, only to find that her husband was not as sane as she was.

"Then, Mrs. Longman. Let me answer your question first..." He paused and said calmly, "I am a professor at Hogwarts, and she is an Auror at the Ministry of Magic."

"Auror?" Mrs. Longman said with caution when she heard it.

"Yes, I am Auror, I think you are the best—" "Tonks."

Maca gestured to Tonks before continuing: "Please don't worry, we are here this time, not to look through your husband's case..."

As he spoke, he looked at the empty potion bottles that had fallen on the floor.

"All we need is the source of the potion, and..." At this point, Maca stared at each other's eyes tightly, "The details of your husband and wife taking potions recently."

Mrs. Longman lay stiffly on the floor, her face barely able to move.Coupled with being attacked by Maca and Tonks late at night, it stands to reason that such a weak woman should always be in fear.

But on her seemingly weak face, she didn't show the fear she should have.

"Potion..." She pursed her thin lips, but she showed a strong temperament, "Are you sent by the Ministry of Magic to investigate this potion... As long as the two don't embarrass my husband, I I can tell you everything I know."

"Of course," Maca nodded, "then we shall sit down and have a good chat?"

After all, he waved his magic wand smoothly, and the chair that fell in the corner immediately flipped up and landed behind him and Tonks.After he sat down, he solved the curse on the opponent.

Mrs. Longman suddenly felt her body loose. She tidied her breath, then rushed to her husband's side with a trace of panic, and carefully checked.

Mr. Longman is still lying on the bed motionless, but it can be seen that the madness in his eyes still exists.Apart from this, there is nothing unusual.

"Your husband is okay, I just controlled him with a full-body restraint curse." Maca's eyes jumped back and forth over the couple, as if they were comparing something, "Madam, please sit down first... …In fact, we don’t have enough time here. When I ask everything I want to ask, we will leave without you."

Hearing this, the other party rubbed the corner of his eye with the sleeve tube, and finally left her husband temporarily and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

"Ask what you want to know!" she said softly.

"Well, the first question is very simple..." Maca pointed to the potion bottle on the ground with his wand, "Where did you get this potion?"

"I bought it on the black market."

Mrs. Longman's slender arms propped on the edge of the bed, her head hung slightly, and she also looked at the potion bottles that had been emptied, as if she was remembering something.

"Where?" Maca asked again.

"……do not know."

Mrs. Longman shook her head lightly, and her scattered shoulder-length curly hair swayed leisurely.

"How could you not know?" Tonks frowned, "Or, you are the one who sells them?"

"No, I really don't know..." The other party raised his head with a hint of pain in his expression, "I can only vaguely remember that it should be somewhere in the black market... a very dark and humid place. ..."

"Okay," Maca waved his hand, "then ask the second question first-as far as I know, when your husband had abnormal symptoms, you should have not been exposed to this potion, right?"

"Yes." Mrs. Longman said sadly, "I tried my best and begged everywhere, but nothing worked...I can't save him..."

"Since you have seen your husband's appearance, how did you get it yourself?" Maca said in a puzzled manner. "It stands to reason that you should stay away from such a harmful potion. Right?"

When the other party heard the words, the confusion gradually emerged.

"This one……"

She frowned and thought, her distress getting worse.After a long time, she finally only said "I'm sorry" and her expression became a little worried.

"I don't know, I don't know, what are you..."

Tonks seemed a little impatient.But it's no wonder, after all, Kingsley is her boss, and takes care of her usually, and she has been in a heavy heart recently.

Don't look at her often rough in front of everyone, she always makes everyone laugh, but her heart is actually very delicate.

She knew that as a rookie Auror, she was not capable enough; she also knew that both Moody's and Kingsley were very concerned about her growth.

However, as the two elders and chiefs had troubles one after another, the regret in her heart was almost beyond her tolerance.

"Why... why wasn't it me?"

Recently, lying on the bed every night, these words are in her mind.

She really started to hate her weak self.

However, the atmosphere in the Order of the Phoenix has always been solemn right now, and she can't make the atmosphere worse just because of this little thing of her own.

Therefore, she reluctantly forced herself, trying to maintain the usual kind of joy, trying to help everyone where she could.

But facts have proved that depressed emotions will always burst out inadvertently.

"...Tell everything you know! Don't think you can prevaricate it by just saying "don't know"! How many people do you think are crazy because of this potion! What is your purpose?"

Tonks stood up abruptly and drew out his wand. At the same time he slammed the opponent down, the tip of the wand was already firmly against his thin neck.

Mrs. Longman was obviously taken aback by her.

However, she calmed down quickly instead, staring at Tonks's face for a moment, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"Tonks!" Maca looked at the tight back, reached out and patted her shoulder gently, "Don't worry, calm down..."

"How do you keep me calm! Maca, seeing you so leisurely along the way, you don't worry at all—"

Tonks suddenly stopped talking, seeming to regret what he had said for a while.

She paused, released the left hand that was pressing on Mrs. Longman's shoulder, and stood up with her head hanging down, but the wand in her right hand became tighter and tighter.

"Don't force yourself too much," Maca patted her shoulder again and smiled. "But then again, the grimace you made outside is quite funny, not worse than your Yirong Magus."

"Huh?" Tonks suddenly turned his head and looked at Maca in a daze.

"Forgot?" Maca chuckled, "Just when I entered the house, didn't you make a funny face at the brick hole?"

"what!"

As if remembering something, Tonks blinked.

"Sit down and rest for a while!" Maca pressed her shoulders and let her sit back on the chair, then turned her head and said to Mrs. Longman, "Sorry, it's rude..."

Tonks sat in a chair, stunned, and then she hardly heard what Maca and Mrs. Longman said.

Because of Maca's words, she remembered the grimace that she had just made outside.Of course, there were no people around her at that time, so naturally she didn't do it to make others laugh.

I'm afraid she didn't even notice it, but in fact she was born that way.

Perhaps during this time, in order to liven up the atmosphere, she often forced herself to make some off-line actions.But those grimacing faces before were just what she wanted to do.

"Ah... Christine and Charles?"

Tonks suddenly recalled the first destination he had visited tonight.

If you have to say it, it seems really unnecessary to go there tonight.Important information was easily asked in that strange clubhouse, and Maca didn't seem to plan to get anything from the potion shop from the beginning.

Thinking about it this way, Maca took herself to see Christine and Charles tonight, it seemed that it was...

"Don't force yourself too much"-Maca's words flashed through her heart.

"Did he... perceive me to be reluctant?"

Tonks gave Maca a deep look.

Not to mention Tonks’s random thoughts, but Maca’s side has got some new clues from the Longmanf population...

"...In other words, after that, when you wake up from bed every morning, will you find an empty potion bottle on the floor?" Maca confirmed with a frown.

After Mrs. Longman nodded again, Maca looked at the empty potion bottle on the ground, and at Mr. Longman, who was unable to move, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a few seconds, he pointed to Mr. Longman on the bed and said, "What about your husband?"

"A few days ago, I don't know why, he became ill again. I can only tie him like this, otherwise he will hit people everywhere and want to escape..."

"Really?" Maca raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard the words, "Let me guess...did you have one less empty potion bottle every morning since you tied him?"

Mrs. Longman was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately.

"That's right... how did you know?" She asked, seemingly surprised.

Maca didn't answer her question, but just calculated it thoughtfully.For a while, the messy bedroom quieted down, only a few breathing sounds intertwined with each other, inaudible.

After a while, Maca suddenly stood up, walked aside and picked up a potion bottle.He rubbed the smooth and clean bottle without any label, his eyes looked a little deep.

"This potion... really interesting," he muttered to himself.