Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() Woolworth Building, downtown New York.

This skyscraper, built in 1913, was the 55-story building that was known as the tallest building in the world that year. It is also the seat of the Magic Congress of the United States.

As long as you cast the correct spell at its gate, you can enter the space for wizards.

The interior has floors that are at least twice as large as the exterior of the building, and every floor seems so busy.Yes, it's usually very busy here, but it has undoubtedly become even busier recently.

At this moment, London time is more than 9 o'clock, while New York time is only 4 o'clock in the morning.But things are tense right now, and there is no doubt that not many people are still in the mood to go to sleep.

On the top floor of this building, the spacious meeting room was filled with people around the large oval long table.As for the recent frequent attacks, almost all those who are qualified to speak here have expressed their opinions.

Zoe is also a staff member of the Magic Congress. In fact, in terms of her position, it is harder to speak here than to get to the sky.The reason why she can sit here and listen is entirely because of her duty.

After all, she is just a copywriter for the Archives and Records Administration, and sometimes, as it is now, she doubles as a meeting recorder when matters are important.

She seemed to be conscientiously controlling the quill to take shorthand for the meeting. While not missing a single word, she watched everyone here boredly.

Among the wizards sitting around the conference table, there are all kinds of big people.The expressions of these people were different, and their views on the attack were quite different.

Someone who harms their own interests will naturally show double enthusiasm, trying to deal with this matter as soon as possible while ensuring their own money and rights.

And there are those who have nothing to do with their own interests, and generally don't care much about the development of the situation.They are thinking more about how to take this opportunity to eliminate opponents.

Of course, there are still some wizards, like her copywriter, who seem to be doing nothing.She knows these people very well, because they are undoubtedly the guys who have no desire for the possibility of promotion.

Well, if you want to ask Zoe if she has thought about promotion or something, she can only smile perfunctorily.

To be honest, she actually has some unique competitive advantage, because she is born with a stronger talent for contemplation than other wizards.But helplessly, she herself hated it deeply.

Because she can't always control her own abilities, she will read the thoughts of others inadvertently from time to time.Even if it's just the superficial thoughts, it can cause her a lot of trouble.

Because of this, she has yet to find a suitable boyfriend.

There is a word circulating between Maji, saying that a woman who is too smart is not easy to capture the true heart of a man.Zoe has been thinking, maybe this sentence is the same in the magic world, right?

She stretched out her wand and poked the quill, letting it go to the ink bottle and dip some ink, because the group of "big men" seemed to have been silent for a long time.

The reason why those guys are silent, Zoe understands-just now, Ms. Oprah, the chairperson of Congress, asked everyone speechlessly.

"...So, is the last disaster taking too long? What do you think of the war?"

Zoe can say a fair word for the chairwoman in her heart-she believes that Ms. Oprah is indeed a down-to-earth congressional chairperson and a quite competent chairperson.

But to be honest, it's useless to be barefooted.Ms. Oprah is usually very courageous, but once it's time to make a decision, she seems a bit unsatisfactory.

She can maintain it steadily while the entire American magical world is running steadily, but at this time, she is obviously almost meaningless if she can hear her.

The big men kept silent, not because of Ms. Oprah’s sonorous questioning, but because she didn’t have any good ideas on her own. Everyone knew about this.

After a long time, this inexplicably boring meeting finally ended.

Zoe poked the quill again with her magic wand and let it wipe off the ink stains on the pen, while she waved her magic wand to make several copies of the parchment roll of the meeting record with the copy curse.

After a series of routine preparations were completed, such as handing in, keeping files, and issuing, she slowly left the congress hall holding a few rolls of parchment.

No one will urge her because her work has been completed.Although she ordered all congressional staff not to leave their posts without authorization while the emergency plan was activated, she didn't care.

In a short time, the meeting will not be held again, and she, the copywriter, can go back to the office and have a good sleep.

She was not at all worried about this attack—her grandfather had passed away a long time ago, and the grandmother who had always liked her also happened to go abroad to save her parents; as for her parents...the two didn’t all day The very serious old husband and wife, as early as the day she just graduated, set off to some Eastern country to find Tibetan snowmen for fun!

If she had to worry about something, she might be even more worried that the irresponsible couple would freeze to death in the mountains and snow forests inadvertently!

Passing by other colleagues who knew or didn't know, Zoe took the magic elevator and returned to her office familiarly.

There are a total of five colleagues in her office. Unlike her, the other four are obviously more motivated than her.At this more critical moment, most of them were running around outside, redoubled their efforts for their dying official career.

Because of this, she is the only one in the office right now.

She put the things in her arms in the file basket to be processed, and then walked straight to the staff rest area in the corner of the office, and leisurely boiled warm eggnog.

Of course, alcohol is definitely not allowed in the office, but who cares so much in a leisurely position like Zoe?

While she was cooking, she sat on a chair beside her, squinted her eyes and fell asleep.After all, no matter how you say it, it's still early in the morning, and it's too boring to record the meeting, she feels a bit soft.

Sitting on the chair, smelling the scent of milk mixed with cream, she unknowingly recalled the day when she just graduated and joined the job.

In fact, it didn't take long at all, almost a year and a half ago.

In fact, Zoe was not unenthusiastic about the workplace from the beginning.At first, like other newcomers, she was secretly happy to get a job in the Magic Congress of the United States.

But it didn't take long before she found out that she hated those workplace struggles without gunpowder.

Because of her special ability, she is extremely sensitive to other people's minds.She knew who was wrong, who was hiding evil intentions.

When she found that she could not find a colleague around her who could push her heart like classmates and friends in school, she became uninterested.

Zoe is a beautiful girl who has been very popular since childhood.No need to ask, even after she started working, there were still many men who seemed handsome and funny to talk to her.

However, she only felt that she wanted to vomit...

Just as she became a little dazed in the rich milk fragrance, a sudden whistling sound woke her up.

"You...who are you?"

She opened her eyes and saw the wizard walking to the center of the office.

"..."

The other party stared at her for a while without saying a word, and suddenly a terrible black mist surged over her body, rushing towards Zoe.

Zoe knew that this time she was saved by her talent.Although she is usually bored with this annoying talent, now she is sincerely grateful for it.

Just a second before the opponent turned into black mist and rushed quickly, Zoe fought hard to avoid this terrifying blow.

"boom!"

When the opponent hit the wall of the rest area, Zoe hurriedly got up, ran away to the door.As she ran, she did not forget to look back at the bulging black mist at the same time, keeping her only vigilance.

Because she found that even if the other party is a black mist, she can sense the voice of the other party's surface.

Since she has this only advantage, where can she easily let it go?The speed of the black mist was so fast that she almost gave up the idea of ​​counterattack with the spell.She has only one idea now, that is to run!

As long as you can run out of the office, it might be safe.

However, at the moment when her fingertips were about to touch the doorknob, she, who was still looking back at the other person, immediately pounced to the left and then threw heavily on the long document case next to her.

Soon after, she heard a loud noise coming from behind.

Regardless of the pain in his ribs, Zoe tried his best to roll over and look back, only to find that the black mist had directly smashed through the office door and rushed into the corridor outside.

"Alright..." She thought so, "Whether it's me going out or he going out-it's okay if someone goes out anyway!"

But then came another question: how did that guy get in?

There is no doubt that it was an attacker in this series of recent dangerous incidents.

She doesn't care how the other side's inexplicable and powerful power came from. Compared with this, she cares more about how the other side got into the heavily guarded Capitol?

Just as Zoe fell to the side of the long case with lingering fears, the silent man who sneaked into the Woolworth Building rammed in the corridor, and finally slammed open the window and flew out of the building.

At this time, Maca, who had just arrived in front of the entrance of Jackson Square, suddenly turned his head and looked at the flash of fire that suddenly appeared in the night.

Under the heavy moonlight, that scene was particularly clear.