Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"boom!"

The moment everyone ran out of the room, the door was closed again.

Little Victor looked at the closed door, then looked down at the small wooden stick in his hand. After a little dazed, he threw it to the floor like an electric shock.

"This...what is this?"

"What? You are stupid!"

The old man had already sat back on his wooden crate, squinting at his bewildered son, before shook his head silently.

"Why did I give birth to you such an idiot..."

Little Victor didn't get angry at all when he heard it—he had been used to the old man's stinky mouth since he was a child.

What he cares most now is not whether he is stupid, but what he should do next.

"Dad, if you are not stupid, then help me think of a solution?"

At the other end, Old Victor casually looked at the mess in the ward, but waved his hand nonchalantly.To be honest, a Muggle like him who can become unsurprising in the magic world like this, even if there is that, it must be pitiful.

In this regard, even his son felt that his father seemed very suspicious.

However, the old Victor hadn't explained anything.

"There is no need for a'solution' at all," the old man said casually. "Wait! Just wait for that McLean to come, and you will be fine...So stupid people are still stupid."

As the old man said, there are many obvious misunderstandings here.The reason why it has become like this is that the wounded in the ward are scaring themselves.

Not to mention this kind of misunderstanding in the magic world, even in the Muggle world, it is actually easy to solve.

Coupled with the kind and peaceful character of little Victor, it gave a good impression.As long as the misunderstanding is resolved, there will probably be nothing.

Unfortunately, the premise is that the misunderstanding can really be resolved smoothly!

"Titicaca...Titicaca..."

Suddenly, a slight sound like the gas returning from a pipe rang out in the room without warning, causing Victor and his son to look around at the same time.

It didn't take long before their eyes fell on a certain corner of the wall.

It's the hapless guy!The bandage man who was forced to "fly" twice!

Little Victor didn't know how a person could make such a weird sound. He only knew that he had got goose bumps on his body right now.

"Pick up the wand."

Suddenly, a sentence from my father suddenly broke the thrilling atmosphere of "click", but this sentence suddenly stunned Victor's god for several seconds.

"Wand?"

"Yes, that's the stick you threw on the ground just now."

To be honest, Old Victor's explanation didn't make much sense to him, because he actually knew the name of the little wooden stick among wizards.

What makes him deeply puzzled is actually, why his drunk father can say the word "magic wand" so naturally?

"Dad, you really—"

"Shut up! Let you pick it up quickly! Unless you want us father and son to die here!"

I have to say that the old man's words are indeed very persuasive, especially after experiencing the huge disaster before.

Little Victor didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly picked up the wand that he had just thrown away in his hand, and then used it to point to the bandaged man in the corner, just like some pictures he had seen in his memory.

But... and then?What should he do next?

He held his wand nervously with both hands, watching the bandage man still motionless, but his ears were full of "clicks".After little Victor was deadlocked for a while, he couldn't help but cast a questioning look at his father.

"Don't look at me, what do you want to do."

That unreliable old man,

"Dad, what do you make me think!" Little Victor couldn't help but wailed, "Those wizards cast spells for spells, right? I don't know spells or anything, where would I use this stuff! That was just now. I don’t know how to do it myself..."

"Then I don't know much!" Old Victor said loudly behind the box.

When the two were talking, the intermittent "click" suddenly became louder, causing little Victor to turn around and look again.

Fortunately, he was taken aback at this sight.

I saw that the bandage man slumped in the corner was trembling somehow, and it looked as if his whole muscles were involuntarily spasming, and it looked terrifying.

Little Victor couldn't help taking a small step back, his expression obviously becoming more tense.

"Dad, your son begs you, don't sell it anymore... If there is anything that can come in handy, please tell me quickly! You are my father!"

Last time I begged this unreliable drunkard father, or when did he come?

Well, I can’t remember what happened so long...Probably when I was a child, when I asked my father for money to buy that favorite toy car, right?

That's right, even the big things he planned to marry a girlfriend back then were made by him, right?Asking daddy like this will only do it when you have no financial means.

but……

"It's useless for your boy to ask Lao Tzu," Old Victor curled his lips. "Yes, Lao Tzu can tell you that your mother is indeed a witch... But she is a witch, Lao Tzu is not!"

"I guessed it? Really?" Little Victor said in surprise, "So...as long as one of the parents is a wizard, the offspring may also be magical..."

As he was talking, he was suddenly taken aback.

"Ah! Is it because you have been sweeping the floor in Greenwich Park all these years because of your mother?" He asked hastily, "What the hell happened? Where did my mother go?"

"Shut up!" Old Victor interrupted loudly. "And if you want to ask about these inconsequential things, why don't you try a few wands first! Fool!"

"You didn't give birth to yourself!"

Little Victor couldn't hold back a word, and then he shook the wand in his hand in the old man's cursing voice, trying to make it work as before.

But no matter how he waved it, not even the slightest change happened this time.He was like an ordinary person holding a branch and making gestures, even if he tried so hard to scream through the air, it still didn't work.

Before he knew it, little Victor felt as if he had returned to his childhood, holding a small wooden stick all over the street, imagining himself as a knight who saved the princess...

No, he was so ashamed to die just to remember.

"Dad! I said, this seems completely useless..."

While waving his magic wand, little Victor looked at the bandage man again-he didn't find out even after trying hard just now, that guy actually started to get up from the ground!

"Wait! Hey! Just lie down, don't get up... You see how tired you are from climbing! It's not easy to get your hands and feet! It's still early, so you can rest a little longer!"

Seeing that guy got up, little Victor became nervous again, and finally started talking subconsciously.It's a pity that the other party apparently didn't know what he said, and still stood up tremblingly.

And as the bandage man climbed up, his body swelled as if visible to the naked eye, protruding one piece from the left to the right, and in a blink of an eye it was more than a circle larger than before.

Upon seeing this, little Victor stepped back a little more quickly, and waved the wand in his hand in a hurry.

"Don't! Don't come here! What, do you want a spell... spell... Chi, Zhima to open the door? No, right, this thing can only be used to open the door... Then...ha, what's the matter? Tata!"

The so-called "seek medical treatment in a hurry", about Mo is the current state of little Victor!But these weren't spells at all, and wherever they would have an effect, nothing happened at all under his chaotic wave.

Just as he was about to give up with a distressed expression on his face, the bandage man had already turned into a behemoth twice his height. Not long after, the big man rushed towards him with his legs open.

Every step of the big guy can make people feel the vibration of the ground, although he still swayed as if he would fall at any time when he ran, he was so trembling that he didn't fall once.

Little Victor was forced to retreat one after another, but the warehouse was so big in total, and soon he found that there were only solid walls behind him.

"Boom!"

Seeing the other party's big fist thrown towards him, he hurriedly slumped to the ground.Not to mention, this trick was actually quite good, and it helped him escape again.

Feeling the pain of his ass being hit by the flying stone chips, he glanced up in a hurry, and then crawled under the opponent's crotch with his hands and feet.

"boom!"

The second after he left there, the big man clenched his hands and slammed to the ground, and his astonishing power also smashed the hardened ground into a big hole.

Immediately afterwards, the other party seemed to finally find that little Victor was missing, and looked around indiscriminately.

And almost at this moment--

"Hey!"

The door was finally opened from the outside again.

"Sirius, that's..." Harry's voice came from the door again, "Uh...this...what's the matter?"

"I do not know either!"

Little Victor answered habitually, but was first heard by the big man.

"Roar--"

A violent roar resounded throughout the room, even from the open door, and even the patients on the third floor could hear it clearly.

"Run forward!"

Seeing this, Sirius rushed to the door in the first place, and the magic wand in his hand quickly reached out.

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