Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Click—"

Maca lifted his right foot and pushed aside the corpse of a mouse under his foot.

Since entering this neighbourhood in a corner of London, this is already the third thin mouse to be trampled to death by Maca.

Judging from the size of these three mice, we can know that their lives here are also very difficult.

I remember that people used to say that if you want to know whether the people in a certain area are rich or not, you can get an idea by looking at the fat or fat of the rats there.

Feeling the slippery feeling the mouse with wet fur just brought him, Maca shook his head.

Of course, he has no idea of ​​eliminating the four evils.The reason why he still stepped on mice while walking was entirely because of some suspicious fluctuations of magical power faintly scattered on the bodies of these three mice.

But to be honest, he was not disgusted with these methods, because as soon as he himself came to this street, he released a lot of "cute" little spiders as early as the first time.

Glancing left and right, Maca continued to pace along this old street full of snow, but no one cleared it, and by the way, he took any movement around him into his ears.

Speaking of which, the environment in this old neighborhood may be the worst in London.

It can be seen that there are black brick apartments on the left and right sides of this street.

It stands to reason that since they are all built four-storey high, they should at least look neat.

But in fact, their wooden doors and windows have become slightly inflated and distorted due to years of wind and rain.

Now, coupled with the gray-black wall tiles, and the appearance of some walls that were painted by the head of the household but are now mottled and peeled off, it is far from "tidy".

Until now, who would have thought that these houses were once built with clean red bricks?

It was in this old block of China that survived from the early years, the clue that Maca pursued all the way was finally completely interrupted.Instead, it was the first of the three mice that he trampled to death.

"Is this where Helbo wants to'please' me over?"

He actually knew that there was such a small place in the East End of London.

In fact, as early as when he was still in Torpoint, he knew this ruined place in downtown London.

At that time, I heard that this place was still bigger than in the past two years, and there seemed to be more poor people staying here-at least not as empty as it is now.

But because London has been cleaning up slums, this place is shrinking almost every year.It is conceivable that within a few years, it will be completely transformed into a new neighborhood.

However, where the poor people who originally lived here went to steal their lives, this is something that may not be clear...

Suddenly, Maca had a meal at her feet, then turned around, and walked toward a more gloomy alley on the side of the street.

In the past, as a gray population in the port city of Torpoint, he had only heard of this slum neighborhood as far away as London.But now as a wizard with many intelligence channels, he knows that there are also some people at the bottom of the magic world secretly hiding here.

As soon as I entered this alley, the surroundings suddenly became narrow.The brick walls on both sides looked damp and dirty, the cracks of the bricks were covered with black mud stains, and some unknown moss that was darker than the bricks clung to them silently.

Walking in this alley, although there is still white snow under your feet-this seems to be much cleaner at last.But when I actually walked, I could feel something awkward at almost every step, and not a few steps were on the ground.

Maca didn't feel uncomfortable with this rotten environment. He walked unhurriedly as before, and his destination was somewhere behind the front corner.

But suddenly, his advancing pace suddenly stopped, and then he lifted his foot back and forth to a certain spot full of snow and stomped it down.

"Click!"

"It's quite a lot, this is the fourth one?"

After muttering a quiet expression on his face, he took a step forward and continued to walk forward, and then turned a corner not far ahead.

This is undoubtedly an alley that is dirtier and messier than the outside, and the aisle left between the walls is obviously narrower, the kind that can rub off the stains of one hand when you wave your hand to the side.

But it was in the middle of this alley that there was only one back door open, and it was still a dilapidated metal fence that even Muggles could see.

Looking in through the rusty gray fence, there was nothing but a dim corridor full of waste bricks.

But Maca turned a blind eye to what he saw, opened the fence door that was not locked at all and walked in.And just when he was about to hit the pile of bricks that almost blocked the corridor, he passed through.

This is not like the wall in the backyard of the Broken Cauldron Bar that can connect to Diagon Alley, nor is it a shop window like entering the St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries.

If I have to say anything, everything here is true, except that the pile of bricks is an inconspicuous illusion.

Setting up like this is nothing more than to avoid Muggles from entering this apartment building while avoiding the Auror's alchemy detection items as much as possible.

Passing through the pile of bricks that were only phantoms, Maca quickly saw an upward staircase.I saw that he didn't mean to go upstairs at all, instead he bypassed the stairs and came to the back of it.

"Click—"

With a soft sound, Maca lifted a piece of the floor, revealing a downward staircase.

Looking at the darkness below, he knew that Helbo would definitely not be here.It's just that the guy himself may not be there, but some of the other's men are indispensable.

As for the small group of "gray residents" who originally gathered here... Maca can only hope that Haierbo hasn't found this poor little place yet.

After a short pause, he stopped worrying, leaned over and went down this passage.

...

"Click—"

Don't worry, this time it's not a mouse.

Maca found a door at the end of the dark down aisle, and the sound just now was the movement of him reaching out to twist the doorknob.

And in the next moment, when he pushed open the wooden door with a "squeak", the dim light suddenly poured out.

"Oh?"

As soon as he stepped into it, he saw dozens of pairs of eyes facing him, and the expressions on the faces of the men and women were as different as their eyes.

"who are you?"

One of the strong men closest to the door had sharp eyes. He stared at Maca's face as if he was about to take a piece of meat from Maca's face.

But Maca didn't pay much attention to these people's gaze, and saw that he turned around and closed the door before turning back to face everyone.

"If I want to say that I just passed by, you definitely don't believe it," he shrugged. "Okay! Actually, I'm here to see if you are still alive—"

In fact, he hasn't finished speaking yet, but this sentence alone seems to have angered the big man in front of him.

At that moment, the other party grabbed him by the collar, and a little hideousness appeared on the two.

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Okay," Maca patted the strong arm of the strong man. "I didn't say nonsense... You may not know that a powerful dark wizard has just arrived in this block. Seriously, You are still alive to the present, which actually surprised me..."

"wait!"

The strong man was about to punch Maca in the stomach so that he would stop talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that a thick voice suddenly sounded from the innermost of this slightly cramped room.

"Crew, let go of Mr. McLean!"

"Big brother?"

"I said, let him go!"

After the voice fell slightly, Maca's front came loose, and then he tilted his head and looked into the room.

"Logan," he said with a casual smile, "It's been a long time."

At this moment, at the door of the innermost room, a man who was taller and sturdier than the strong man named "Clu" beside Maca appeared.

"Yeah! I thought we would never see you again soon..." Just listened to the bare-chested man with a whole body of tendons walking across the house to Maca, and just said hello and asked immediately. Said, "Are they... okay?"

"Except that it's not suitable for running around, everything else is fine," Maca nodded and said, "Eat and sleep deeply and have fun. The older sister is always used to his younger sister... or he can listen to me at all In a few words, maybe the roof was lifted early!"

"Oh, this sounds a bit awful!" The other party laughed, "A girl's family, who has reached school age, can't be as young as she was... well, so'naughty'."

"Who said no?" Maca spread his hands, also a little helpless.

In fact, it can be seen from these conversations that this strong man named "Logan" is the man who made up his mind to give the werewolf group a place in the magical world.

Unfortunately, as far as the situation is concerned, although he is clearly working hard, the prospects are still bleak.

"Speaking of, what did you just say?" Logan thought for a while, and then suddenly asked, "A dark wizard has entered the block above? Who is it?"

"Brother, who the hell is this? Do you believe it after he said it?" Cluj on the side finally couldn't hold back anymore. When Logan asked this, he couldn't help but interrupted.

But Logan glared at him immediately.

Just kidding, the original Maca was already terribly strong, and when he raised his hand, there were big spiders crawling around the house.By now, his small broken house can be packed with one!

To be honest, don't look at Logan talking and laughing with Maca now, but he is secretly vigilant all the time.After all, he hadn't really seen Maca's mind from beginning to end.

"Shut up! Go aside--"

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