Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"It's been very lively outside recently..."

Haierbo stood by the window and took a few glances. He clearly saw the orange cat entering the gate of the school, as well as the big black dog on the other side of the street.

However, he just looked at the window from start to finish and did nothing.

"It's just that the excitement is lively, but it seems that the heat is probably not enough. In that case, it's better to add another fire..."

Seeing the black dog hiding in the grass ran out in a hurry, he waved his hand and lit the fireplace in the dean's room.

"Well, those little guys are almost ready to come."

Having said that, Haierbo left the window and paced downstairs.In this dean's room, only Miriam in the middle was left, still beating the leg of the bed with her fetters.

The metal tapping sound was continuous, but it never came out.

...

Facts have proved that the plan can never keep up with changes.

Regarding the changes in the Israeli magic world, the International Wizarding Federation can be said to be quite valued.But I don't know if the modern magical world has been calm for too long or something. When encountering such major dark wizard incidents, people always feel that they are inefficient.

In fact, Maca, the secrecy action advocated by Akinbard, is still more agreeable. Let ordinary wizards know the present life of Helbo, which is certainly not a good thing for social stability.

Unfortunately, they are still too uncomfortable in making plans.

No, the Federation had not yet come up with a feasible plan, it was preempted by Haierbo's follow-up actions.

Today, three days have passed since the incident that night. At this time, Maca is watching the latest news delivered today.

First of all, I have to explain that the ciphertexts of recent days were all written by Sirius, and the content seems a little messy.But I have to say, that guy is really good at tossing.

Just because of the shift between him and Lupin, something big happened so quickly.

Maca still remembered that in the note about the night when the two changed their shifts, there was basically nothing to be seen.

It was nothing more than Sirius who had caught a cat, and after sending the cat to the school, there was no further information. Sirius himself still slipped back to the hiding place with little gain.

And the next day, even calmer than that night, so quiet that even the movement of students attending classes seemed to disappear out of thin air.

But finally the third day, which was yesterday...

"... Peepers sent by various forces were attacked, killing more than 20 people. Most of the attackers were small, dressed in large robes to cover their faces, and used some unknown dark magic. Lupin was slightly injured. Me too, we temporarily decided to change to a hidden place to hide and watch."

Maca shook the piece of parchment paper cut into ashes, and then rubbed his forehead.

"'Small size'...Is this obvious?" He shook his head voluntarily. "The point is not here. The key is whether he moved his hand against the'eyes' of a certain force, or did it make no difference when he came once. Attack?"

Even though Maca is always far away in the British magic world, he can still guess one or two about Helbo's current environment.And if he changed his position in Helbo, he would definitely choose the former.

Because an indiscriminate attack is equivalent to muddy water.If you look at it on a global scale, Helbo must make the water more muddy the better, but in the Israeli magic world today...

"He needs enemies and helpers."

Maca tapped his finger on the table top to spot the greatest possibility.

Christmas is not far away, and Helbo has dropped his second move.If the Wizarding Association does not come out with any means, Maca will have to intervene secretly if he can't say it.

He must make sure that before Christmas this year, Helbo will not completely gain a foothold in this era that does not belong to him.

Nodding silently, Macafu moved the pile of manuscript paper next to him again, and proceeded along with some calculations just now.

Behind him, the snowflakes outside the window are still floating, and from time to time a few pieces fall on the window glass, and then quickly melted by the heat from the indoor fireplace.

On the window, it looks foggy.

...

While Maca's side is still busy every second, Ron's side is distressed by his love.

Since letting go of his affection for Hermione, his love has become a dead branch, and there has been no new bud in the past few years.

Oh, OK!Even if Lavender Brown's love for him was added, it would be a poisonous bud at best!

"Harry, don't persuade me anymore. It won't work if I go a few times! You saw it yesterday, and I went to find her, but she ran faster than Sirius!"

"Hey! That's my godfather, my father!"

Harry was obviously dissatisfied with Ron's analogy, but he also knew that Ron was talking nonsense out of depression.

Indeed, after complaining to Harry before, Ron found another time to try to approach the shy girl.However, he clearly failed again.

And after that, Harry, who felt that his good buddy was a bit poor, also asked Ginny to collect information about that girl.

But in the end, he found that although there were many students who knew each other, it seemed that none of them had good relationships.

Everyone was saying that she was a pretty shy little girl.

"Ron, how did you invite people to the house that day? Since others say she is so introverted that she can't even speak, then how can she promise you to dance?"

When Ron heard the words, he suddenly said with a blank face:

"Actually... Actually I don't know! I seemed to ask her something that day, and then..."

"Don't you tell me, and then you dragged them in?" Harry asked with a drooping mouth.

Seeing the surprised look on Harry's face, Ron didn't know how to answer.

"I thought... maybe? I don't know what to say, I was a mess in my head at the time," he said hesitantly, but quickly explained with great effort, "but you have also seen- —She also had a great time dancing!"

"Oh, we all saw it," Harry shrugged. "We all saw you stepping on that girl's foot, and then she stepped on you again—you two were crying in half the hall. I can hear you!"

"She and I just need to practice dance steps again..." Ron struggled for a while, then hesitated suddenly, "Harry, do you think she was... I was afraid of stepping on it?"

"Perhaps she woke up the next day and found that her toes were all swollen, and then had to go to Mrs. Pomfrey. Later, although her feet healed soon, she felt a faint pain when she saw you."

While Harry was still helpless by Ron's weird guessing, a voice came not far behind them.The two looked back and found that Hermione seemed to have just returned from outside.

"What you said is true?" Ron couldn't wait to be honest.

"Of course it's fake!"

Hermione, who had just returned to the common room, threw her schoolbag to the table, then sat down and began to take out books.It can be found that she seems to have more books than before.

"I ran into Luna in the library just now, and I asked you a few words by the way-the little girl seemed to have a good relationship with Luna, and the two would do homework together occasionally."

I remember that the slightly fat little witch was a third grader of Ravenclaw. In this way, it is indeed a normal thing to have a good relationship with people like Luna who can get along without pressure.

"Really?" Ron asked immediately, "What did you ask?"

However, Hermione didn't answer right away, but casually glanced at the table in front of Ron.There was a roll of parchment, but only a few words were written on it.

"Hurry up and do your homework! I'll tell you when you're done—"

After leaving those words, Hermione stopped paying attention to Ron, but bowed her head to concentrate on her business.

Ron stared at her pitifully for a while, then looked at the almost blank paper beside him, and sighed deeply.

"Harry, are you ready?"

"Write it yourself!"

He had just finished asking when Hermione gave a warning without looking up, and Ron's expression suddenly became more painful.

In fact, Ron couldn't get anything from Hermione this entire evening, because when he barely finished his homework, it was time to turn off the lights and go to bed.

To be honest, behaviors like this kind of appetite are undoubtedly the most tormenting.

The quality of his sleep is always good, Ron. He turned over and over that night and couldn't fall asleep. Even Harry, who was on the opposite bed, was also woken up by the movement of him turning over.

It was not until the next morning that they looked in the mirror and found that there were a pair of dark circles on their faces.

"Harry, I mean... I'm really sorry..."

Looking at Ron whose eyes were widened and bloodshot inside, Harry's eye sockets were moist-he yawned so many times this night that his tears could hardly stop.

"Stop talking, go to the common room and wait for Hermione! By the way, let me sleep a little longer..."

After speaking, Harry waved his hand decisively, then leaned down and went back to sleep under the covers.Ron blinked a few dry eyes, nodded and left the bedroom.

It's a pity that the sun has just risen above the mountain just now... I hope Hermione gets up early enough as usual!

But when he passed a window hole on the stairs, Ron, who was holding his arms and whispering that the weather was too cold, was taken aback.

"That is……"

Looking out from the window opening, a small figure was walking outside, wrapped in thick clothes.But even if he was far away, Ron still remembered the familiar hat on his head.

"is her!"

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