Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Ah! Just now... what was that sound just now?"

In the dark corridor, three or five students were close together.At this moment, one of the little boys suddenly screamed, and immediately frightened the others.

"Neville, aren't you Gryffindor? Senior, senior, eldest brother... hurry... help, go see what's there..."

That little guy is a Hufflepuff, who just entered the second grade this year.He has been afraid of the dark since he was a child, and he is even more timid than a girl in a place where he can barely see his fingers.

However, he was begging for the wrong person this time, because Neville, who was so tall, didn't seem to be any better than him.

It's just because it was too dark around him, he couldn't see Neville's suspicious look!

"Oh... this, I..."

Neville's mouth was trembling, before he had time to say something, suddenly the voice passed everyone's ears again.

"Click--"

Yes, this is the voice just now!Who is there anyway?

At the moment they heard the movement, almost everyone could not help taking a step back, but Neville did not move.This is not because he suddenly became bolder, but because there are still people beside him right now!

"...Stand, stand behind me, Hannah."

Even though he couldn't even speak his words, but at the same time a chill rose in his heart, Neville stepped out of the station to stand in front of the girl.

Even if he had no bottom in his heart and no matter how unworthy his tongue was, his hands and feet did not seem to tremble at all.

But before his words settled, a figure in the distance suddenly appeared under the torch over there.From here, you can barely see that it was a wizard wearing a black felt coat, and he seemed to be holding a magic wand in the opponent's hand.

"Except-you-wu-tool."

Before the several students here could react, a red light flashed across the corridor and headed straight towards them.

To say that Neville's movements were the fastest-he flicked his wand even faster than someone who wanted to escape the first time.

.One of the most hard-trained members, aside from his panic-prone temperament, is actually quite proficient in dealing with spells.

At this moment, Neville drew a circle in front of him like a conditioned reflex.

"Armor bodyguard!"

After familiarizing with Maca's curse analysis materials and repeating the practice, his body is now even moving faster than his brain.

"Boom!"

Along with a splendid red streamer falling randomly, the opponent's disarming curse was blocked by him quite promptly.

"When the opponent's spell has been cast, but the middle distance is still enough, you can use the iron armor curse. If the iron armor spell is not broken after a single blow, you have the most valuable opportunity in the duel—"

As I said just now, Neville couldn't help muttering to himself after his defense was successful.And these words he said are actually small tricks in the notes of Maca.

It's a pity that although he can practice many coping styles as hard as possible, he has never had any talent for "how to make good use of opportunities" that emphasize creativity and ideas.

"Uh-first move...no, forget it..."

Neville knew that there was no time for him to think about it at the moment, and also understood that he did not have the ability to judge on the spot, so he gave up blindly in an instant.

So, just as the guy's wand under the torch began to shine again, he struggled to cast the next spell.

"There are so many obstacles!"

In Maca’s material about the "obstacle curse", a short sentence gave Neville a great enlightenment-he was very aware of his weaknesses, and actually regarded that sentence as belonging only to His own actual truth.

And that sentence is like this:

"Undecided obstacle curse!"

In Maca's view, the obstacle spell is simply one of the best spells in all modern magic.Whether it is the degree of curse, the effective time, or the trajectory of the wand, it is extremely simple and efficient, so he himself often uses it.

Sure enough, the opponent's wand's swing was immediately slowed down, so that even the curse at hand could not be accurately released, but "poof" hit the wall.

As a result, Neville has more time to think.

But, of course, the consequence of a quick cast is usually that the duration is too short and the power is quite limited.As for Neville's head, he couldn't figure out anything just with a little more leeway.

Obviously, he himself knew this.

"There are so many obstacles!"

If the duration is not enough, let it continue!

Another obstacle curse fell on the black coat, making the opponent's movements slower.Neville was watching here, probably because he still didn't move his head so much that he subconsciously took the time to glance behind him.

Very well, Hannah was looking at herself with surprise on her face—it's no waste that she came here for a while.But what happened to the few Hufflepuffs in the back?Why didn't you just look here and not bring me to help?

"Um... what... all petrochemicals!"

It seemed that the little boy who was even more timid than him was stiff and suddenly inspired Neville.He turned his head swiftly, and a whole body restraint curse fell on the "black coat" who was about to escape from the second obstacle curse.

In the next second, the opponent who had just barely lifted the wand fell on his back on the floor with a click and stopped moving.

"Oh! As expected of Gryffindor's senior, but it's amazing!"

"Okay? Can I open my eyes?"

"Does the hero save the United States? Hannah seems to be standing behind him?"

A mess of praise sounded from the onlookers of the little badgers, all giving their thumbs up, like a group of ducklings squatting around their mother.

But soon, one of them suddenly said:

"Should we...should we go back?"

However, Neville looked straight into the corridor behind him-unfortunately, the torches were extinguished as they walked along the way, so please feel free to go back in the dark!

In this corridor where light would be sucked away by the wall, there was no lighting except torches.

Shaking his head, Neville suddenly pointed his wand forward and said in a deep voice:

"Let's move on!"

In his voice, there seemed to be a smell of death.

...

While Neville was walking cautiously in the "Black Magic Corridor" arranged by Maca in order to accompany Hannah Abbott, Harry and Ron had already passed through three interesting greenhouses and returned On the open space outside.

"Unexpectedly, Professor Sprout would put so many jumping bulbs in the fourth greenhouse... If it weren't for today, I'm sure I would think jumping bulbs are very savage in my life! Remember, I was in fourth grade I was kicked by that little thing..."

Harry was talking to Ron enthusiastically, from the jumping bulbs that were drunk with mead and coated with various natural dyes, all the way to the unknown grass next to the exit that talked. The stem looks very pleasant.

And Ron's mood at the moment seemed to be better because of the lively plants in the greenhouse before.Although he was just casually echoing Harry's words, at least his expression was obviously much lighter than in the past few days.

Suddenly, Harry, who was still talking about jumping toadstools, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the edge of the Christmas forest in front of him.

"Look! Ron... it seems that a lot of people are going over there," he looked at it, and then his eyes lit up, "that should be the direction of Hagrid's hut? Go, let's go and take a look... "

With that said, Harry hurriedly grabbed Ron, and then eagerly walked around the gorgeous Christmas forest from one side, and then he saw Hagrid's hunting hut, which had always seemed a little lonely.

However, today this cabin is obviously different from usual.

But he saw that the outside of Hagrid's house was actually tangled with a cyan vine, which concealed its rusticity.After the vines filled the house, they spread out along the ground, leaving only a winding stone road leading to the wooden door of the hut.

And it’s worth mentioning that just above the hut, a wooden signboard larger than the house itself is inserted diagonally on the roof, with two lines of characters that will change colors on it flashing:

"In this wonderful Christmas—"

"Revel with the magical creatures!"

Before Ron could come back to his senses, Harry grabbed his clothes again and rushed to the door to line up.Because he is curious now-where are the "magic creatures" written on the big wooden board?Could it be that... the hut was stuffed with puff pastel of various colors?

Look at his look of expectation, just like a Muggle boy visiting an amusement park, and most of the faces around here are filled with smiles that are not much different from him.

It can be seen that both the magical world and the Muggle world are actually the same.

Right now, there was still heavy snow in the sky, falling on everyone's hats and shoulders one after another, but the joy in the hearts of the little wizards could not be destroyed.

Think about it this is the morning, and most of the students have not even gone to the auditorium for breakfast.If in the afternoon or night, when the entire Hogwarts Christmas event starts, how lively it will become!

Miriam, who had just been brought here by Maca a few days ago, was standing in front of a window on the upper floor of the castle, quietly watching everything in the school courtyard outside.

She only felt as if there was a lot of vigor and vitality that continued to rush, slapped heavily on her face.This kind of lively impact is definitely something she has never felt in the organization in the past.

"Ahas...do you think this school is more suitable for children like us without a family compared to what Grandpa Lavin did?"

Beside her, the shadow man Ahaz who had been with him the other day...he chose to remain silent.

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