Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Master...Master? We're at the place, get out of the car!"

"Wait a minute, it will be done soon!"

When the guests and hosts in Boothbarton had finished their lunch, one guest had just arrived in the front courtyard of the castle.It was an ordinary black carriage dragged by a flying horse, and the family crest on the carriage was a pinch of ocher gravel, which looked ordinary.

However, the coachman driving the carriage looked strange.

It can be seen that the driver is wearing a top hat of unknown age, and an old tuxedo that is intolerable. His chubby figure looks as light as nothing.

In fact, this is also taken for granted, because he is a translucent ghost all over his body.

As we all know, ghosts cannot touch entities, and it is true.He looked like he was driving, but in fact he was just floating on the driver's seat. At best, he was just a look.

At this moment, Pegasus landed steadily on the ground, and Mr. Ghost immediately floated off the front seat and hung leisurely by the car door.

"Master? Come down! We must have been late--"

I don't know what's going on in that carriage. From the very beginning, there have been rustling noises, which sounds so lively.

"Wait! Oh-wait," there were a few collisions again inside, and the whole car shook slightly, "David, you wait a while outside, I'll be here!"

Following this sentence, there was another collision, and it was obviously more intense than before.In the beginning of the clanging, more muffled noises were mixed, and the carriage shook a few more times.

It looks like that, it's like someone is fighting a close match there!

"Uh...Master, do you need my help?" The fat Mr. Ghost who was called Davide seemed to try to show his concern.

But obviously, he was just a ghost, and he couldn't help much.

"No, no need--" Sure enough, the young master inside declined his kindness very tactfully, "I can do it myself, soon—immediately—right now!"

He had just finished saying this, accompanied by a sudden shock in the car, while the door was opened, a ball...ah no, a person rolled out from inside and fell heavily to the ground.

It was a big fat man with flesh all over his body. That set of custom wizard robes that were obviously widened and enlarged was worn on him, like a tights.Hmm... Maybe it should be called a "slim fit"?Who knows!

"Oh-Master, are you okay?" The ghost Mr. Davide quickly floated to him and asked with concern.

"Um...I think it's okay."

The big chubby got up from the ground laboriously, stretched out his hand and patted his belly.It's a pity, probably because there is too much meat on his body, even if he wants to pat himself the dust standing on his clothes, he can only get his belly.

"Master?" Our Mr. Ghost still looks a little worried, "Are you really okay? Do you feel any pain? Last time you accidentally fell off the bed, but you broke an arm!"

"Hi! David, how old I was at that time! A baby fell on such a hard stone brick floor, wouldn't it break his arm?" Da Pang Dun shook his fleshy arm and said helplessly. , "Well, it's not convenient to see people so dirty. When the time comes, the little girl will blame me for embarrassing the family..."

While muttering, he took out a magic wand from the inside of his robe and tapped it towards himself.

"Clean up."

A spell was spit out smoothly from his mouth, and immediately pink soap bubbles floated on his clothes.Soon, the “tight wizard robe” that had been rubbed on the ground with dust was completely new again.

When he put the wand back in again, he stretched out his palm and waved it hard.

"David, let's go!"

After that, he shook the fat all over his body,

After all, no matter how you say it, they are already late, so they should try to keep a low profile for a while.Well, of course, it’s probably hard not to be noticed just by Young Master’s plump body.

What's more, this young master of my own is not well involved in the world, and he has always been a little bluffing, and I don't know what kind of jokes will come out of this exercise!

It's about the reputation of the Hornheim family, and the burden of David's trip is not light.

...

Just as the fat young master was coming in, Mrs. Maxim's eyes were circling around in the Boothbarton Auditorium.

She knew that there was a guest who had not yet appeared.But because the guest's identity is quite special, in order to prevent misunderstandings among other forces present, she still has to introduce it before everything starts.

She paused, then glanced at Mr. Akinbad, the chairman of the Federation next to her, and cast a questioning look at him.

The guest was invited by Mr. Akinbad, and now that the person does not show up, she will naturally look for the president.

But Mr. Akinbad shook his head slightly.

"My old friend always doesn't remember the time," he whispered softly, "but he did promise to come, I think...maybe later?"

Mrs. Maxim said in her heart that she had already delayed the time a lot, and if it was later, maybe she should go to today's dinner directly.

At this moment, the door of the auditorium was suddenly opened. A student of Busbarton hurried to Mrs. Maxim's side, then tiptoed to her side and said something.

When Mrs. Maxim heard this, she was a little startled.

"Are you sure you are a young man?" she confirmed again.

The student nodded vigorously, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"I'm sure!" She pursed her lips, "It's just that he looks a little... well, a little big?"

"That must be Mr. Hohenheim's son," the old wizard Akinbad said on the side. "I saw that kid in his house."

"Okay! But even so..." Mrs. Maxim hesitated, "Why didn't Mr. Hornheim come? Should I introduce his son to everyone?"

"It can only do this first." Mr. Akinbad was also a little helpless, "I think Mr. Hornheim may be delayed because of something... After all, this will be a grand gathering for alchemy researchers. As one of the pioneers of contemporary alchemy scholars, he has no reason not to come."

"Okay!" Mrs. Maxim nodded, "I have to trouble you to send him a letter afterwards and ask... Well, please come in!"

She said the last sentence to the Busbarton student waiting by the side.

Before the words fell, Mrs. Maxim coughed slightly when the student walked through the auditorium again and went outside the door.

"Well, sorry, guests." She replied, "There is another important guest who failed to do something because of some important things, just because of his reputation in the world of magic and the subject of alchemy. For most of the hard work I have made, I think I still have to give you a good introduction—"

At this point, the gate of the auditorium happened to be opened again, and the first female student from Boothbatton came in.The attention of the guests swept away on the student, and then all focused on the door that was slowly separated.

Because of the light, everyone only saw a large group of shadows at first. After the visitors stepped into the auditorium, the guests on the scene realized that it was actually a person-that was a big fat man!

"Oh, there are so many people here!" The big fat man seemed to be under the line of sight of the big movie in the auditorium, but he whispered when he saw his fat all over his body trembled.

Everyone stared blankly at the big fat young master who moved in, and even the ghost mister floating behind him was temporarily ignored.

But Mrs. Maxim did not stop her introduction.

"Everyone knows that in recent years, the influence of alchemy in our magical world is gradually declining. Except for Mr. Nick Lemay, other alchemists are not well-known." She said, "But, we should also know. These alchemists who are unknown to most people have not given up on this magnificent and profound subject. They have devoted themselves to research day and night, and diligently brought a lot of contributions to the entire magical world."

After a short pause, she glanced at the fat young master at the door, and then continued: "Mr. Hohenheim, is the head of the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center. He has researched many very practical alchemy works in his life. It includes the new inventions of some detection tools used by Aurors in various countries...Of course, it also includes the further improvement of the Floo fans that we usually use."

"A few days ago, Mr. Akinbad sent him an invitation, suggesting that he be the judge of the upcoming first international alchemy competition in modern times, and he also readily agreed-"

Mrs. Maxim said, but emphasized: "Today, Mr. Hohenheim failed to get here in time for a very important research project. But I believe it is precisely because of his enthusiasm for alchemy. , Which made him one of the front runners in contemporary alchemy."

"What everyone sees now is his son. During the period before Mr. Hohenheim has arrived, his son will represent himself and express his great support for the grand alchemy event!"

In Mrs. Maxim's inspiring introduction, the big fat young master looked around and then suddenly shook his hand.

"No, no, the old man can't come!"