Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

? With Kingsley, the "head of Auror", unobtrusively assisting, passing through the security checkpoint is naturally no longer a difficult task.Even if Martin brought a Muriel who had some difficulty moving this time, they quickly passed by silently without anyone noticing.

"Miss Parkinson, because there is still a trial that is not good enough, I can only send you here. But please remember to go to Mr. McLean first after returning to Hogwarts. I want to talk to you."

These last words, Kingsley naturally said to Martin who was hiding in the dark.

After all, according to Pansy's previous statement, Maca should still doubt her now.And since it is a suspicion, it is natural to show some sense of monitoring and observation.

Standing in front of a fireplace in the vestibule of the Ministry of Magic, Pansy nodded immediately.

"Of course, I will go."

Watching Kingsley turn around and walk back, Pansy paused for a while and waited for him to walk away, then grabbed a handful of Floo powder and entered the fireplace.

"...Go to the Broken Cauldron Bar."

Martin's voice suddenly sounded behind her. She was about to drop the Floo fan's hand and paused for a while before she said softly:

"Broken Cauldron Bar—"

"Boom!"

Along with a burst of bright green magic flame, she was swept away by the tongue of flame and disappeared into the fireplace.

But almost no one noticed that the green flame seemed to be beating more closely.

...

"No, it's not over there. You can't go to Knock Down Alley anymore—get out first! I have another place in the black market."

After coming out of the fireplace in the Broken Cauldron Bar, Martin's voice came again and stopped Pansy, who was about to walk in the direction of the backyard.

And when Pansy left the Broken Cauldron Bar and came to the Muggle Street outside, she saw Martin, who had not been seen directly during the entire operation today.

At the opponent's hand, Muriel's condition is obviously not very good, only Martin's support can reluctantly stand firm.

"Miss Muriel? You... what happened?"

Pansy and Muriel are not very familiar, but at least she is very impressed with each other, so she can't be said to be strange.

But Martin obviously didn't have the time to greet the two of them.

"Wait for small talk until the place, it's not much safer than the broken cauldron bar...Go!" He lowered his voice and quickly said, "Come on, help me!"

Martin clearly knew that even the Muggle World Ministry of Magic had been paying attention during this period, in order to be able to spot certain changes worth noting as soon as possible.

"Ok."

Taking Muriel's arm from the other party's hand, Pansy immediately felt his body sink, because almost all of her body was leaning against her.

Of course, compared to the smell that still remains, a little weight really doesn't matter.

Pansy held Muriel half-dragging, and walked a short distance behind Martin, then followed him and turned his head into an alley.After the three apparitions appeared, they appeared near the entrance to the black market.

After that, he naturally entered the black market through the passage of the Dark Ling Pavilion.After going round and round, the three people walked around in the slightly lonely black market town for a long time before they came to a rather inconspicuous small broken house.

In this black market, there is not enough light, and there are many fewer pedestrians coming and going, it is obviously becoming more and more gloomy.Not to mention, this old house seems to have been unused for a long time, and it looks like a haunted house where ghosts live.

"Come in, help Muriel to the second floor. I have cleaned it up."

After Pansy helped him into the house, Martin poked his head and glanced at the dark alley outside. After checking that there was no one, he closed the door tightly.

With a slightly harsh squeak, Pansy took Muriel to a bedroom on the second floor-it can be seen that this place has indeed been cleaned.Except for the various furnishings and layouts that are already outdated, this is still a pretty good home.

Seeing that the bedding on the bed was also clean, Pansy was about to help Muriel directly to lie down, but suddenly he heard a voice from the door behind him.

"Wait! Don't let her go to sleep..."

Martin walked in quickly from the outside, waved his wand and opened the cabinet against the wall, and then a fleece blanket floated from inside.

When he changed the thin sheets on the bed to a blanket and changed the bedding to a thicker one, he and Pansy put Muriel on the bed.

"Parkinson, can you cook? I think she must have something to eat—"

"what?"

Pansy was taken aback when he heard this.

"Oh, sorry, I...I haven't been in the kitchen."

"Well, I should have thought about it. How could the lady of the Parkinson family cook herself?" Martin shook his head. "Give up the fireplace, and the black market is not warm day or night-burn a fire, cook it. Hot water always meets, right? Take care of Muriel for me. I'll go down and get something to eat."

Pansy, who had always had an unfavorable relationship with this man, suddenly felt that he was not qualified to look down upon him at all.

"If Draco could be so gentle to me, how good would it be?" She muttered softly, pulling out her wand and pointing at the fireplace. "Flaming... In the end, it seems that among the boys I know, there is only Mike. Ryan only occasionally makes me a cup of tea to warm me up..."

"...Well, it's no wonder that the jack-of-all-trades lady will stare at him and refuse to let go."

Of course, she didn't dare to ask for a boy like Maca-although the other party seemed to be good everywhere, it was already completely beyond what she could bear.

While putting the water-filled kettle on the shelf of the fireplace to cook, Pansy looked back at Muriel, who was in a daze, shrunk in the bed, and a bit of envy emerged in her heart. a feeling of.

Not long after, in the creak of the old stairs, Martin controlled a plate of corn crackers and a big pot of steaming cream stew and walked in from outside.

After placing the plates and utensils on the small round table in the bedroom, he slightly turned his head to look at Pansy by the fireplace while serving Muriel the stew.

"You should be hungry too? Come and have some food! Today...Thanks to you indeed."

Martin has never been a man who is good at thanking him.Just saying something like this, he didn't say anything again, and went to the bedside to find Muriel with the spoon and bowl.

Pansy pursed her mouth, went to the round table to serve it herself, put some shortbread in it, and returned to the fireplace to eat in silence.

The orange fire light swayed in front of her, occasionally exploding a few sparks, splashing on her feet.

"... Muriel, come and eat something... Muriel?"

Martin at the head of the bed looked at the girl on the bed and whispered each other's name, but he didn't know how he felt at the moment.

Maybe it's love for this girl?Or is it just an inexplicable sense of responsibility that comes from a man's heart?

he does not know.

He only knew that the anger in his heart was genuine, it was the kind of raging flame that almost wanted to kill the Ministry of Magic and cast a heart-piercing curse on everyone who might have put this murderous hand on Muriel.

However, he knew better that he could not do that.

Temporary venting of anger can only be exchanged for more regrets-Muriel clearly needs someone to take care of him now, and he simply cannot leave the care of her to others to complete.

Well, the only Parkinson who seems to be suitable is still a little girl who can't even take care of her own life.

"Muriel? How are you feeling? Can you hear me talking?"

To be honest, this reminded Martin suddenly of how he felt to take care of his grandmother with his mother when he was a child.That old man was like this at the time. When others were speaking in front of her, she didn't seem to understand at all, only knowing that she was fascinated.

Picking up the wooden spoon, scooping some stew from the bowl, he blew it gently before reaching the other side's mouth.

Probably the warmth and fragrance coming from her mouth aroused Muriel's subconscious reaction, and she saw her slowly open her mouth and put the spoon in her mouth.

Seeing this, Martin hurriedly raised his hand and took the spoon out carefully, lest Muriel chewed the spoon together.

"Well?"

After a few seconds, Muriel, whose thinking was almost frozen, seemed to have finally recovered a bit.She rolled her eyes and blinked at Martin.

"father?"

Martin stared at her and couldn't help but blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He naturally remembered that Muriel told him about his wish to resurrect his father.Perhaps, that father, who has long since passed away, is the man she loves most and remembers most in her life.

"Dad, don't put sugar in the stew... Mom has said it many times."

"...I didn't put any sugar."

Although it's not Muriel's "dad", he made this creamy stew-it seems that Muriel is not so satisfied.

"Muriel? Do you remember the "shadow" you mentioned? If you remember, tell me about the situation at that time!"

The opponent's state had obviously been getting worse since waking up. At the time, she could at least recognize Martin in the Ministry of Magic, but now she couldn't even tell who was in front of her.

If this continues, it is almost impossible to figure out the situation.

"Shadow?" Muriel was stunned for a long time, and then slowly said after a long while, "Oh...that, is the shadow? Huff and pounce towards me... Huff..."

It seemed that she really didn't know what she had encountered.

"Then...in any case, let's eat first! It's too cold to eat."

After feeding the warm stew in the bowl, one spoon after another, Martin put down the spoon and took out his wand again—he decided to see what happened with his own eyes.

"Muriel... come, look at me!"

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