Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Darkness, endless darkness.

The darkness that seemed to swallow everything was enveloping everything, making the people in it feel as if they were thrown into a universe without stars, and nothing existed except the boundless darkness.

The chest seemed to be pressed by something extremely heavy, almost breathless.

And in such an extremely depressing darkness, only a certain low voice is still muttering over and over again, and every syllable is exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

What are you talking about?Listening to the pronunciation of some sentences seems to be ancient Greek, but there are differences when they are carefully distinguished, which makes people wonder.

However, the content of those words is actually secondary, because among these intermittent syllables, another idea is extremely powerful.Yes, it should be correct, it feels like saying...

"...Let me...out."

That's some kind of will to survive...No, it's not so much about survival, it's more about wanting to be "free."

At this moment, an idea that was completely different from the mumbling just now burst out!

"power!"

"...Do you want...power?"

In the empty responsive room, Maca suddenly opened his eyes and his breathing became slightly heavier.While adjusting his breathing, he looked at the old bald man who was still lying on the floor in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he sighed softly, as if he had already sorted out the pictures and sounds that he had just felt from the old man's memory.

"So, this is the'prediction' of astrology?" Maca nodded and muttered to herself, "The horse people are also good at predicting the future from the stars. I don't know if it is the same."

To be honest, from the memory of this horoscope, it can be felt that it is a very strong negative feeling.Moreover, since the old man has used his astrological circle to predict several times, even Maca can clearly perceive that although the content of each prediction has not changed, the pictures and sounds are compared. Really once.

This may be to show that the moment in the forecast is probably getting closer and closer to the present.

Because of this, Maca has reason to believe that the Sorcerer's Stone or that strange pain dagger may be the key to stopping the coming horror.

"Well, at least it can be used to protect yourself?"

Although even the old man in front of him only knew the peculiar power of those two things, as for whether they were useful, even he himself was not sure.

Of course, for reasons, the "powerful magical item" alone is more than enough-don't forget, this bald head is also a very capable wizard!

"...It's no wonder this old man is so anxious." Maca thought for a while, but frowned slightly, "but that feeling is really...what is it then?"

He vaguely felt that the whispers in the memory seemed strangely familiar, but it was a pity that he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Anyway, just do the things in front of you first! The alchemy contest is almost at its most tense moment. When this most important match is over safely, we will consider other things..."

Thinking of this, Maca raised his leg and walked towards the door, and he planned to discuss with Professor McGonagall how to minimize the bad effects of the riot.

"Hmm...and that is, I should start to think about how I will go in the future."

...

When Maca was walking to the principal's room, Sarah, who had left the responsive room before, was already lying down in the ward of the school hospital.

In fact, most of the people in the accident at the school gate were at a loss.Even bystanders who have printed everything that happened at the scene in their minds don't even know what happened.

At best, they saw Maca's vigorous activity. After confronting the suspicious white-robed old wizard for a long time, they ran and cast spells at a speed that was so fast that they were invisible twice, and they rescued six in one fell swoop. Kidnapped children.

As for the critical effect caused by Sarah's few words, very few people can figure it out.

"Sarah, you... have confessed to Maca?"

By the side of a hospital bed with a slightly raised quilt, the fat young master Noah is occupying two chairs.But because there was so much fat on his butt that he couldn't hold the two chairs, a lot of flesh still fell softly from the edge.

However, compared with his carefree sitting posture, his manner of speaking is extra cautious, as if he was afraid of getting into the girl on the hospital bed.

However, his words did not receive a quick response.After a short while, when the raised quilt moved slightly, the girl's voice came out softly.

"Brother Noah," she said, "do you think... he would really choose to help me?"

The fat man actually respects the title of a girl for herself.It is conceivable that when a person knows that a girl who has always called himself "brother", and once called his dad with the same name, the feeling is that it is not enough.

However, even Noah, the heir of the Hohenheim family, didn't know all the details of Sarah.

The secret of humanoids has always been known only to the head of the Hohenheim family.Even Noah just thought that Sarah might be a female ancestor who had some terrible curse.

"Uh...should it?" After hearing Sarah's question, Noah replied after thinking about it. "At least, I think he is still a good guy. If his friend encounters any difficulties, he should be able to take action. Helping."

"Well," Sarah said quietly, lying on the hospital bed, her eyes closed slightly, "Is it a'friend' again...?"

A certain word in Noah's words obviously caused Sarah to fall into a certain kind of confusion again.

In fact, it is necessary to say "Can she and Maca be friends?" According to Sarah's observation and experience of the world over the years, she believes that the two should already be "friends".

Because, just now the negotiation...or at the end of the conversation, she can put aside the matter of helping Maca save the child and ask Maca for help, and tell her past bluntly.Isn't this kind of act of telling secrets only made by good friends?

On Maca's side, he did not explicitly refuse to help from beginning to end, and even after hearing her narration, he agreed to help.

Both parties like this ignore the exchange of interests, and only ask for and help from the frank point of view are obviously...friend-like behavior based on the closeness of friendship.

But if you want to ask what kind of feeling can be called a "friend", she can't tell at all.

"The relationship between people...really complicated..."

Sarah muttered to herself and shrank into the quilt again, so that Noah could not see her face at all.But even if he didn't look at it, he was already used to it, because when the two were alone, Sarah never had much expression at all.

"Oh, right--"

The two were silent for a while, and Noah couldn't bear the silence, and couldn't help asking for words again.

"This time you finally came out to school, then... how long will you stay at Hogwarts?"

This is indeed a problem, especially for Sarah.

"It's only four years at most...maybe even shorter." She turned her back to Noah and replied calmly, "The last time I went to school, I stayed for less than two school years, but this time he was there. , Should leave as much time as possible."

"Last time I went to school..." Noah scratched his scalp, speaking a little speechlessly, "I heard the old man say, the last time you went to school was when he was a kid—"

"It's been long enough for you'last time'."-He must be unable to say this sentence.

Just thinking about it, this is also helpless.

Sarah’s situation is destined to spend most of her life in places where she doesn’t have too many acquaintances, because she will neither grow nor die, even better than Nico Lemay who owns the Philosopher’s Stone. It's also surprising.

Or rather...it makes people curious.

Nicole Lemay was hunted by the greedy wizards everywhere because he created the Philosopher's Stone, which was able to refine the alchemy medicine that lasted his life, so he even took his wife to travel around to avoid others.

If someone discovers Sarah’s strange state, he won’t invite countless harassment and threats?

So even if she wants to come out and get in touch with people, she must always pay attention to the state of the people around her, and be ready to take the initiative to leave before causing trouble.

To be honest, this "topic" about friends given by Maca is really just right.

When the fake siblings were chatting casually through a thin layer of quilt, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the ward.The footsteps seemed a bit rush, and it sounded... it seemed that they were running towards this ward.

The fat guy who doesn't like quietness can't sit still anymore, but his father has taken care of him before he went to the stadium just now. It's better to stay with Sarah for these two days.Therefore, as soon as he heard the sound from far and near, he immediately became energetic, and he stood up with a rush of ground.

"Ah...who is this running so anxiously? I'll see..."

But when he trot to the door of the ward, before he had time to put his hand on the doorknob, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Boom!" "Yeah!"

This opened the door, and it hit the fat man...well, it hit his big belly, and the door that was opened was directly bounced back.

With an exclamation from outside, the door of the ward was closed again...closed...

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