Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"It's a shift, go to the kitchen to eat and drink!"

After eating and drinking, the group a members with Asaph came from the kitchen to the living room on time and made a gesture to the group b members on the sand.

Immediately after, he walked directly to the TV and turned it off.

"Hurry up, it's half an hour."

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Seaman helplessly spread his hands to the people around him, and then went into the kitchen nonchalantly to eat.

In the living room, Asaph took the other three wizards from Group A instead of Group B, and again guarded the wizard who had been brought here inexplicably.

As for the graceful Miria, she walked straight to the small bookshelf at the innermost side of the living room and sat down, flipping through a white Muggle novel indifferently.

By the way, they have now all put on a set of fitted Muggle costumes. From the outside, no one can identify them as wizards.

"Hey, Miria!"

When Asaph saw this, he raised his head and called to her.

"Don't stay so far! If something happens, it's not convenient for us to cover each other!"

However, Miria on the other side of the living room didn't even lift her head.

"Where do you want me to sit?" she said casually, "don't tell me to squeeze with you guys-I don't want to!"

"Yes, I know you would rather sit with your'little sisters'," Asa raised his eyebrows, "Okay, come here! I know you only listen to the words of the boss, but... just now Wouldn't you be happy to ask you to help find clothes?"

"I'm only interested in clothes, not you--" Miria said, changing her sitting position again, obviously still reluctant to move.

"Milia!" Asaph sighed, "Okay! Then I'm going to talk about our actions later, do you always want to listen? The'boss' reminded you before going out, this One trip, mission first!"

Hearing Asaph say so, Miria pursed her mouth and shoved the novel in her hand back on the shelf.

"Yes, yes,'task first'..."

While muttering, she stood up with a bored expression on her face, pulled out her magic wand and dragged the padded armchair behind her all the way to the back of Asaph's backside.

"Okay, I'm here now," Miria said, and she sat back in the chair she brought over again. "If what you say is not as interesting as a novel, I will tell the'boss' when I go back and say you are here. Drink alcohol during the mission!"

"Then the'boss' must be believed?" Asaph leaned on the sand and looked at the British wizard not far away. Then he said with a whole face, "About the goal of this mission, before We have already bought the news in the underground black market in London-the alchemist whom the'boss' personally contacted, is now in the Azkaban Wizarding Prison."

The language used by these guys sounded rather unfamiliar. Although the wizard looked left and right with his eyes wide open, he was completely blank.

Iasa just glanced at him and stopped paying attention.

"That's the wizard prison full of dementors?" Miria nodded, indifferent. "Although it's a bit tricky, it's not impossible to deal with-I can prevent everyone from being noticed by those monsters within a certain period of time. To."

"How long is the'certain time'?" Asa frowned, "We need a more accurate number."

"Ok……"

Upon hearing this, Miria's face immediately showed a "so troublesome" expression.After calculating left and right, she seemed to have finally calculated a more detailed time before she waved her hand at the back of Asaph's head.

"If you all move closer to me as a circle as possible, it can last up to fifteen minutes at a time," she said. "Considering that you have to walk normally, you can't lean too tightly. Just relax. Ten minutes! Then the rest time between the two is twenty seconds."

"It's okay," Asaph said clearly, "Of course, in fact... the information we bought in the Dark Spirit Pavilion mentioned that after some changes, there are still wizards guarding the prison."

"Then it's up to you!" Miria shrugged, indicating that this matter has nothing to do with her.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Asaph sighed again, apparently quite wrong with Miria, "but before that, we have to sneak into the Ministry of Magic first-it depends on your ability."

"Oh, no." Miria smiled lightly, her ruddy lips evoked a charming arc, "It depends mainly on him--"

While smiling slightly, she cast a wink in the direction of the British wizard, which caused the other party to be taken aback.

"Yes, of course." Asaph glanced at him again, "But...Milia, you just came over from the headquarters yesterday, maybe you don't know something..."

As he was talking, his expression suddenly became more serious.

"Hogwarts, do you know?" He urged in a deep voice, "The alchemist that the'Boss' approached for planning purposes was captured on the spot by a professor at Hogwarts--it is said The actual hands-on time was less than one minute. There were obviously a large number of onlookers at the scene, but only a little girl broke her arm!"

"This..." After hearing this, Miria's expression finally became serious, "Are you sure?"

"This is the question of the accuracy of intelligence," Asaph shook his head. "But if you have to ask my opinion, I can only say'unsure'."

"Because, if the intelligence is really correct," he said here, he paused before finally saying, "What I just said was that there were a large number of puppets and six hostages in the bald hands!"

"Where is this'uncertain'?" After listening to this, Miria's face was full of unbelief, "This is simply'impossible'! Let's not mention the power of those alchemy puppets, the'boss' back then was even astrological circle The original pictures of the formation were given to that guy! Apart from the'boss', who else can capture him alive under those favorable conditions?"

"Huh, who knows?" Asaph said with a calm face, "Anyway, I have already sent the information to the'Boss', this time the'Boss' might come here in person..."

"boss……"

Miria immediately stunned, seemingly lost in thought because of Asaph's words.

"It's just," Yasa straightened his mind and emphasized, "Regardless of whether the'boss' will come or not, our tasks cannot be changed temporarily, and we don't allow any hesitation. We must continue to do what we should do! "

At the end, he touched the handle of the wand in his arms, and the familiar engraved pattern immediately appeared clearly deep in his heart.

"This is natural." Milia put away her contemplative face immediately, her tone firmly and authentically.

After saying this, the living room gradually became quiet.

Asaph's expression returned to the original casualness, Miria also became more and more lazy, and the other three people also returned to their previous calm.

It can be seen from here that these guys are definitely elites who have experienced harsh screening and training, and actually performed a lot of difficult tasks.

Otherwise, in the face of a potential enemy described in intelligence as such a terrifying, I am afraid that no matter how stubborn people are, they will be shaken for a long time.

...

Half an hour later, Seaman, who hadn't been serious most of the time, returned to the living room on time.

Like the previous Asaph, he also made a casual gesture, and then swayed his upper body to the back of the sand of the British wizard, and said hello to the guys in Group A.

But unlike the members of Group A-including Seaman, none of the four in Group B changed into Muggle clothes, but still wore their original black robes.

In an inconspicuous corner of the robe, the gray embroidered pattern resembling a raven was bleak and dull, and it would be almost impossible to be seen without looking carefully.

I don't know how Maca noticed it when he flipped through the bald head's messy memory.

"Have you eaten enough?"

Seeing them coming, Asaph also left Sha and stood up neatly.

"I took the opportunity to sleep!" Seaman said with a smile, probably seeing the boss's expression wrong, and immediately waved his hand, "Hey, that's what I said-during the mission, how could it be casual? Just sleep!"

"Just understand!"

Asaph squinted at him, but before he could say anything, he saw Seaman yank out his wand abruptly.

In the next second, a silent curse swept over the captain's head with a red brilliance, and went straight in the direction of Asaph. It was scared that the hapless wizard hurriedly shrank his neck and hugged his head.

"you--"

Asaph's reaction was very swift, drawing a stick to cast a spell almost like flowing water, and immediately blocked the silent spell that came from the surprise attack.

However, just resisting the curse is obviously not the limit he can achieve in this short period of time.Immediately after, he raised his hand and waved his wand again, and the same silent curse immediately fought back.

At the same time, other members of Group A also joined this sudden battle, and a series of curses were immediately intertwined in this not too big living room.

But both sides seemed to be concerned about the hapless person on the sand, so when the chaos was raging, they were surprised that none of the curses hit him by half.

It is a pity that luck does not always look after him all the time.

When the four people in Group B could not withstand the pressure faintly, and were about to flee to the kitchen after fighting and retreating, Asaph decisively shouted "chasing".

Perhaps when he heard this word, the hapless guy subconsciously felt that there was a possibility of getting out, and actually raised his head to see the situation.

But at that moment, he only saw the red glow suddenly burst in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.

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