Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() At the end of 1980, snowflakes fluttered down and accumulated overnight, decorating the whole Paris like a silver fairy tale.

On the roof, on the side of the street, in front of the shop... Almost everything seems to be covered with a layer of white whipped cream. People can't help but want to grab a handful and taste it.

The Muggles came and went on this cold morning, creaking as they stepped on the snow, and the exhaled water vapour surrounded lightly and escaped into the hazy sky.

The cycle of these four seasons is the charm of nature.

It was this morning that Fort Blois was also covered with a thick white cotton quilt, which looked soft and seemed not so cold anymore.

Today's Blois castle seems very busy, and the snow in the atrium has not been cleared.The servants hurried back and forth on the snow, mostly with happy smiles, as if something great had happened in the fort.

A series of footprints became clearer and clearer in the vast courtyard, and finally was stepped out of a wet snow trail.

"Is the kitchen ready? The first batch of guests should be here soon. Everyone hastened their hands and feet—"

A heroic maid stood at the door of the main castle, waving her hands quickly, and calling out to the servants, like a female conductor of a symphony orchestra.

But after only a few words, he disappeared on the spot with a "crack", leaving only a pair of deep footprints on the ground.

Apparently, she seemed to see that there was no big problem here, so she apparated and waved the baton elsewhere.

"Oh! Missy is about to give birth, I don't know whether the child will follow the father or the mother!"

In the corridor by the atrium, two young maids appeared almost at the same time.They said hello to each other, and then chatted as they walked...

"It should be called'Madam'! Even if you came with your wife, you should change your tune!" The other maid freed a hand and poked her waist and said with a grin, "On the appearance of the master and the lady, No matter who it is, it can't be different!"

"Yes, yes! You said..." the maid who spoke first whispered, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"I heard that the master doesn't care about men and women, he likes children! So the wife and the master didn't plan to go to divination, just waiting for Waldo's blessing!"

"Oh... the eldest lady is so happy! I don't know where my significant other is?"

"It's'Mrs.', oops-why don't you always remember! I'll tell you..."

The maids were full of joy, and while teasing each other with envy, they went to the other side of the corridor.

Not long after, the earliest group of guests had already arrived at the gate, and the expensive carriages parked accurately on the square in front of the courtyard, and the carriages were all printed with exquisite family crests without exception.

The Blois family in France has always been low-key, but no matter how low-key it is, the new owner's wife has a first child, which is determined to be ignored.

In the modern magical world where the pure-blood family is declining, the new birth of the ancient blood represents the continuation of the noble tradition and is the glory of the entire pure-blood family.

It's just that this generation of Patriarch of Blois is a little different, because he did not ask the prophet to do divination as in the past.

Having said that, with the Blois family's invisible status in the French magical world, other families will not stop coming because of this little thing.

Soon, many of the guests who showed good manners, under the guidance of the servants, went to the second auditorium of the main castle one after another.

The status and status of the first batch of guests who arrived early are not very high.They came here because they just wanted to take a look at the big scene, and they were familiar with the big family that couldn't meet in the weekdays.

Social conventions like this are not much different whether in the Muggle world or in the magic world.

But anyway, today's Blois Castle is finally really lively.

However, it is the opposite of the warm atmosphere of the main castle.In the temporary delivery room where the master’s wife was, the warm air seemed to be filled with a sense of tension as if preparing for battle before the army.

This temporary delivery room was specially cleaned up as a pregnant woman's bedroom when the owner's wife was found to be pregnant. Now that the wife is about to give birth, it is naturally used as a temporary delivery room.

At this moment, the lady is lying flat on the soft bed with her big belly, her forehead hair is wet with sweat.

"Is it almost time?"

"Wait, wait..."

At the bedside, a handsome man anxiously asked the head nurse of the family that the sweat on his cheek was not much less than that of his wife.

"My dear, how do you feel?" the man asked when he reached the bed, holding his wife's hand.

But his wife just shook her head slightly, beckoning him not to be so anxious.

As time passed a little bit, the young patron who couldn't resist this kind of suffering was spinning back and forth, and finally he took the initiative to walk out of the room to prevent his wife from being upset.

Leaning against the wall of the outer corridor, the man took a deep breath, and began to mutter the two names that he had just ordered last night.

This period of waiting time seems to have been lengthened indefinitely.

The servants running around in the porch would salute him every time they passed by.But now his mind is full of his wife and the child who is about to be born in her stomach, how can he have the time to take care of these.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the temporary delivery room, and it seemed that the most critical moment had finally arrived!

"Oh! May Waldo bless! Both boys and girls, as long as my wife and children are healthy!" The man stretched out his finger and drew an ancient symbol on his forehead.

This time he finally didn't let him wait too long. With a clear cry, the child was born!

The man's eyes widened suddenly, his handsome face revealed immense joy.He turned abruptly and took a step, opened the door to enter, and almost ran into the maid who was holding the washbasin.

"Oh! I'm sorry, old—"

"Let let, let let! It's okay, let's let go!"

He couldn't wait, so he turned aside, and then squeezed past the maid.

"Oh! Madam, how about—"

Before the words were over, an inexplicable breath suddenly spread in the delivery room.Everyone, including the wife who just finished giving birth, looked startled, and their eyes lost focus.

In the room, only the baby who had just been cleaned and was still lying on the soft bed was still crying and crying.The cry echoed in the room, seeming extremely secretive.

At this moment, with a "click" crack, the gem pendant on the man's chest suddenly cracked.

He was stunned suddenly, and he was at a loss.

"What...what's going on?"

He looked left and right, but found that everyone else was looking straight ahead with a dull face. The scene was terrifying.

"..."

The man was stunned, his mouth half open but he didn't know what to say or who to tell.

After a while, as if thinking of something, he violently pulled off the good collar and stretched his hand to his chest.Immediately, he took out the necklace that had been hung on his chest since he was a child, and looked at the pendant part in surprise.

"...Cracked? Really cracked?" He stared deeply at the broken pendant jewel, muttering to himself, "The warning recorded on the family tree title page...is it true?"

Just as he was stunned, everyone in this room suddenly twisted their necks and looked strangely at the baby who was still crying.

The young Patriarch returned to his senses abruptly. He extremely decisively drew out his magic wand that he never left, and cast out dozens of spells one after another.

But when the tip of the staff pointed at his wife, his arm stiffened subconsciously.

No matter how safe the curse is, it is also a curse. The wife has just given birth and her body is weakest, in case the effect of the curse affects her body...

It was just a moment of hesitation, and the young woman sitting on the bed suddenly rose up, turned over from the quilt, and fell to the floor.

But she didn't realize it, roaring in her throat, crawling towards him frantically.

A bright red stream flowed from the woman's lower body, fell on the floor, and was rubbed into a vague, sticky blood mark.

"All, all petrochemicals——"

Seeing that the longer the delay, the worse the situation will inevitably be. The man finally made up his mind and waved his wand to imprison his wife.

After casting the spell, he immediately picked up his stiff beloved wife with his hands and put her back on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly rummaged through the potions cabinet that was already on the side, took out a bottle of potions, opened his wife's mouth and fed it down.

After all this was done, he looked at his wife a few more times with a worried face, then reluctantly picked up the crying baby, and ran outside.

The child is too young to use the follower to show it to move.What he regrets most right now is why he didn't exercise his physique.

There were too many servants along the way, he had to free his hands, cast a spell while running wildly, knocking out or confining all the people he encountered on the way.

For a while, the side fort of Fort Blois was simply chaotic. Wherever he passed, almost every distance there would be someone lying on the ground unconscious.

When he went downstairs out of breath and plunged into the basement again, he was barely relieved.

According to the record on the front page of the family tree, it is a girl who may awaken the curse.But the time of curse awakening is not fixed. It is possible from the moment of birth until the age of 22.

But the chance of cursing awakening is too low, and there hasn't been a single instance in the past hundreds of years.The warning on the front page of the genealogy has even become a kind of "inheritance ceremony".

Only at the ceremony where the next Patriarch is set, will the ancient genealogy be published and read, that's all.

"Why... why is it my child? Why is it... my Willie!"