Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

According to normal circumstances, it is time for the guests who had dinner to return to the auditorium to enjoy the evening entertainment performance.If you count the number of people who want to go to the Three Broomsticks Bar in Hogsmeade Village for two drinks, the school gate should be a time when people come and go.

But now, the originally spacious Hogwarts forecourt gate has been completely blocked by a large group of black-robed wizards of unknown origin.

"Who are those people? It looks like an'ominous' feeling..."

"Yeah! It's been more than ten minutes since they stood there without saying a word, it seems a bit malicious?"

"Aren't those guys haven't moved since ten minutes ago? It feels like a statue..."

"They blocked the door, so we couldn't get in... Is there anyone who wants to ask?"

"Uh... I'm going to you..."

That's right, since just now, there has been a situation where "people outside can't get in, people inside can't get out".It's just that the group of people seems to be uncomfortable. Although most of the surrounding people are dissatisfied, no one wants to be an early bird.

Therefore, when the group of black-robed cultists did not take the initiative to cause trouble for the time being, the entrance of Hogwarts school could barely be maintained at a certain balance point of "safe and safe".

However, the so-called balance point will always be broken.

In fact, some attentive onlookers have somewhat noticed—the group of silent and silent black-robed wizards remained motionless from beginning to end, but the white-robed old man who stood in front of them, who looked like a leader, was a little bit uneasy A feeling of stability.

Many people can see that his hands are trembling slightly, and his breathing is particularly hard.That kind of feeling is as if the muscles of the whole body are tightened, and there is an indescribable sense of tension.

Of course, besides the black robe believer and the old prophet, there are six children here.It can be seen that at this moment, the children have temporarily lost consciousness and were held hostage by six believers.

It was already night, the setting sun sank from the western mountain to the other side of the earth, and the moon had already hung on the eastern sky wall.There are not too many clouds blocking everyone's sight tonight. Looking up from the hills where Hogwarts Castle is located, stars have already occupied the sky of farewell sunshine for some time.

Suddenly, the humming and whispering under the starry sky suddenly disappeared, and it was only because the white-robed old man took a step forward abruptly and officially stepped into the Hogwarts campus.

The guests around didn't know what he wanted to do, but even they could vaguely perceive that something must be about to begin.

"... Painful heir, you have arrived, then show up!"

This is an ancient Persian sentence, and the onlookers present hardly understood it.But of course, the old man didn't tell them to listen, as long as the people who should understand can understand.

The voice fell slightly, not far in front of the white robe old man...It was as if a hand gently lifted a certain transparent veil, Maca’s magic spell was quietly lifted, and his figure was also Then came out.

There is no detectable magical power fluctuation. How the other party knew he was here is still a mystery for the time being.

However, I will not mention this for now.

In fact, although Maca had indeed just arrived here not long ago, he had already sensed something unusual about the old man.He could feel that the old man in front of him seemed calm, but his heart was not as calm as the tone revealed.

It was as if... he was waiting for something urgently, or... he was always afraid of something.

"'Heir'...well, maybe I am the'painful heir' in your mouth..."

Maca also spoke in Old Persian.Although he has studied this language and writing, he rarely uses its pronunciation, so his intonation seems a bit low and unnatural.

"I know, you came to me for a'deal'. And I have to admit that you came very quickly... Well, let's talk! How can I return those children?"

Maca had to stand here at the moment, waiting for the opponent to make a condition, this is because he does not have any valuable cards in his hand.

The two black-robed cultists who had been captured by him had already been forcibly read through the memory by him, but he realized that he had thought that he would get something to some extent. Not only did the clues not increase, but the doubts increased.

Because in the heads of the two black-robed cultists, there was no memory at all, even the scattered memory fragments.

You should know that even if someone moves their hands and feet in the soul to make them maneuver at a certain time to completely shatter the memory, there will still be memory fragments.Even Maca hasn't figured out what it is like when a person has no memory at all.

Was it controlled by this white robe old man?What kind of magic did the other party use-at least, he didn't find any traces of magic from the two black-robed cultists that could be manipulated at a distance.

Just as Maca casually glanced among the black robe cultists behind the old man, the opponent's slightly dry lips moved a little.

"Sorcerer's Stone...and, the dagger of pain."

The other party's eyes were hidden in the shadow by the hood, and his voice was flat to a little indifferent, only his hands hanging on his side trembled slightly, without stopping for a moment.

After hearing this, Maca couldn't help being speechless.

Both of these things, whether they are true or false, at least he had held them tightly in his hands.However, they never really belonged to him.

And the most important thing is that these two things are now gone, maybe even long ago.

If there is more time, he might be able to figure out a way to fiddle with one or two similar fakes, and then try to give the other party another set or something.It's just a pity that the old man didn't give him the opportunity to think carefully.

"If I give you all of them, can you guarantee that the six children will be returned to me intact?"

Although he didn't have what the other party wanted, judging from the situation in front of him, it was obviously not a good situation that "you said no one would believe it". He was not so naive.

and so……

"can."

The white-robed old man's answer without hesitation caused Maca to lightly nod his head.

"Okay, I can make this deal with you, but—" He stared at the other side calmly, then paused before continuing, "First, I must first confirm the state of the children. I want to see everything about them. normal."

As soon as Maca finished speaking, even before he could even speak, he saw the six black-robed followers who controlled the children all touching behind the children's ears.

Immediately, six pairs of eyes slowly opened their eyelids.The children first looked around in confusion, and when they realized that they were among a group of strange guys, they immediately panicked.

It can be seen that they all wanted to leave there, but the left hands of the six black-robed cultists clasped their immature necks, making them unable to stay away.

"Sister Hill—Little Tade—Rosa—Um—"

A voice mixed with surprises and worries sounded hastily among the crowd behind Maca, but it was quickly retracted.

"Very well," Maca nodded slightly again, "The Philosopher's Stone and the Pain Dagger, I will get it within three days, and then we will complete the transaction—"

"No way."

What Maca needs most now is time. By now, he has experienced many things and encountered many problems.He believes that as long as he has time, he will be able to find the most practical and effective solution.

He even managed to break the despair created by the ancient magic mirror. Can he not deal with the old man holding hostages in front of him?

Yes, there are some strange things about dealing with it, but he doesn't think that will make him helpless.

However, even in just three days, the other party seemed unwilling to wait.The white-robed old man responded quickly and decisively, leaving no room for it.

"Just now, immediately."

As time went by, Maca felt that the eagerness in the other's heart was constantly expanding.The palm of the old man's sleeve trembles more, and not only that, this time even his voice is not as calm as it was at the beginning.

A strange sense of urgency grew between the two.

"I said, I will get it for you in three days," Maca frowned. "You don't think that things like the Philosopher's Stone and the Pain Knife, I will just take it by my side like this, right? It also takes time...During this period, you can take the children back and wait for a while. Isn't that OK?"

Although he was a little anxious in his heart, there was still an impatient expression on his face.He knew that when negotiating, don't be impatient, and the play that should be played still has to go on...After all, he doesn't have what the other party wants. If this is exposed, the transaction or something is equivalent to non-existent.

However, the old man's sense of urgency undoubtedly made this transaction more and more unstable.

"I said, now!"

The other party's sudden explosion confirmed the sentence Maca had said beforehand-something was wrong!

Seeing the white-robed old man seemed to be unable to suppress the emotions in his heart anymore, restlessness, restlessness, urgency, and even fear, all of a sudden poured out in his low growl.Immediately afterwards, he suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the hood on his head, and a bald head suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

The other person looks like any old man who can be seen everywhere, there is nothing surprising in his appearance, and his skin also has the saggy folds of a typical old man.

Only the distorted expression on the old man's face was exuding hysterical anger and despair.

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