Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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I don't know when, a certain area in the black market suddenly appeared a kind of gray like a thick fog, and it spread out little by little.

However, due to the lack of residents in the black market, no one noticed this situation for a while.

But in fact, even if someone perceives this, it is useless.Because this unknown strange haze can't be blown away or sucked away at all, and even seems to be an illusory existence.

Fortunately, this thick gray fog does not seem to harm the creatures.It is neither toxic nor corrosive, and apart from causing extremely low visibility in the shrouded area, it seems that there are no other negative effects.

And right in the middle of the fog that has been expanding over time, an unremarkable dilapidated house stands quietly in a corner of the street, it seems that there is nothing special...

Oh, OK!

In such a gray environment, wanting to see the whole picture of this ruined house...probably it is already impossible.

"Muriel! Muriel, wake up... Open your eyes and look at me! Muriel..."

A faint call sounded from the second floor of the house, without a doubt, it was Martin's voice.Looking at this situation, Muriel could not support Pansy's return after all.

"Damn...who the hell...who made her like this! And what the hell is this inexplicable mist...?"

Martin gritted his teeth and growled, almost unable to control his emotions.But no matter what he did, there was no way that Muriel could get better from the current state.

It can be seen that Muriel, who is lying on the bed at this moment, has completely lost her look.Because the fog around her was so dense, Martin had to be very close to her to barely see her now.

In fact, these unknown mists were constantly released from her body.

Martin remembered that about ten minutes ago.At that time, Muriel had no reaction to the surrounding movement, and the whole person was in a state of loss.

Suddenly, Martin saw the gray entangled air spreading from her slightly opened mouth and nose with her breathing.

The mist seemed to be slightly heavier than the air. They did not float upward, but rolled and sank to the ground like cold air.

The gray mist was spreading very fast, and when Martin was still at a loss, the floor in this bedroom was completely invisible.

Martin was naturally extremely anxious about this, but he was also worried about whether the fog would harm him.With Muriel already unconscious, he knew that at least he could never have any more accidents.

At that moment, even though the mist in the room had already passed over his insteps, he decided to avoid it first, and check whether his body was abnormal.

But Martin soon discovered that there was no problem with the fog-even after he inadvertently inhaled a little, nothing unexpected happened.

It's a pity that he alone is fine, but he can't change the worsening situation in front of him.

Before he knew it, the fog had already poured down the corridor and stairs to the downstairs, and began to leak out from the cracks in the doors and windows to the outside of the house.

"Why... why do you do this to Muriel... who is it? Will it be the Ministry of Magic? Or the McLean... yes, it must be McLean..."

In the mist, Martin held Muriel's hand tightly, but could only feel the coldness of her palm.

He muttered softly, and finally couldn't help but growl again:

"McLean! I confessed my mistake. Can't I surrender if I lose? It's because I can't help but want to follow Helbo to deal with you... McLean! Come out! I tell everything I know from Helbo you!"

"Of course... I have to say, I don't care about it." Suddenly, a voice that made Martin shudder suddenly sounded in the fog in the room, "Because... you don't know anything. "

"sea--"

At that moment, Martin, who was lying on the side of the bed, froze, and the hand he held Muriel shook slightly.

"No... teacher?"

After a moment of dead silence, Martin slowly turned his head away-the fear from the bottom of his heart made his joints all seem to be rusted, and the movement of turning his head sideways just lasted for a few seconds before reluctantly. carry out.

However, the dense fog made him unable to see where Helbo was... he was not even sure whether Helbo was in this bedroom right now.

But in the next moment, accompanied by a few slight footsteps, the familiar and unfamiliar figure suddenly showed an outline from the mist.

"Stop calling me'teacher', I don't have a hobby of collecting traitors."

Helbo didn't go to see Martin, he just said casually, while gently falling his gaze on Muriel on the bed.

As far as Martin knew, it was no longer possible to see Muriel by standing at the end of the bed, but Helbo's eyes seemed to be able to perceive everything, and the mist could not hinder him at all.

"In addition," Helbo looked at Muriel, who was still releasing the gray mist, and said casually, "Don't you blame McLean... the person who turned this little girl into this look, why? It's impossible to be him, right?"

Martin didn't speak, he just stared at the faintly discernible outline in the mist, his eyes filled with puzzlement.

Since Haierbo said so, how could he not think about the other person?

But once he thought that it was Helbo who had dealt with Muriel, Martin became more and more unbelievable-would it be any good for Helbo to do so?

However, when Martin was extremely puzzled, Helbo suddenly chuckled.

"Why, do you want to blame this on me again?" He said lightly, "Of course, I don't mind you thinking that way... but unfortunately, this is really just a coincidence! At least in my opinion Come, it doesn’t matter who gets my gift—"

Having said that, Helbo, who had never seen Martin even a glance, finally turned his head slightly.

"Just like you apprentices, I accept everyone the same, anyway...you children, sooner or later, you will have a'new self'."

In Martin's increasingly bewildered sight, Helbo sighed slightly, and then he whispered softly as if talking to himself.

"... Alright, really soon... Soon, you will be with me and get a new start. And I believe that no one will bother me this time."

After a slight pause, Helbo finally added:

"After all, in this day and age, let alone Merlin, even Rowena and Salazar have already turned into dust... How could it be possible that McLean, whose weakness is as obvious as Godric, could prevent me from moving forward? pace?"

Before he could finish his words, he ignored Martin's plan, and suddenly waved with one hand.

I saw Muriel, who was originally lying on the bed, suddenly showing a layer of subtle spatial fluctuations.And then, Martin only felt his hands empty, and Muriel suddenly disappeared.

Only the gray mist that seemed to be endless, still tossing out uninterruptedly, as if Muriel was still lying in the same place, never leaving from beginning to end.

"Muriel!"

Before the beloved girl disappeared, Martin's heart was still suppressed by fear, and there was no will to resist at all.Although he knew that Haierbo must have appeared for a reason, and most likely it was for Muriel, he still did not dare to move.

Until the moment when his palm suddenly fell empty finally came, he felt that his heart seemed to be empty at the same time.

"Halpo! Give Muriel back to me—"

Amidst the shock of his mind, he didn't know where the courage came from, so Martin suddenly drew out the magic wand that accompanied him when he grew up.

"Killing Curse!"

A green light burst out silently in the vast gray mist, quickly penetrated the mist, and then hit the bedroom wall heavily.The deadly curse instantly blasted a hole in the wall panel, and debris flew across for a while.

But since the life-death curse finally hit the wall, it naturally shows that Haierbo is safe and sound.

"Huh, life spell...Do you think this modern magic that violates the rules of death might threaten me?" Helbo sneered, but then shook his head again, "Oh, maybe it will! But the premise Yes, you have to use it on me before McLean, so there may be so little possibility!"

After saying this, Haierbo seemed to lose his interest, and suddenly he took a step back, completely submerged in the thick fog around him and disappeared.

"stop!"

Martin gritted his teeth and ran a few steps toward Helbo's disappearance with his wand tightly, but soon he accidentally slammed into the wall of the room.

He whispered, he fell to the root of the wall, but he stood up again, resisting the pain.

"Hailbo--"

The other party left, and after sending Muriel to the unknown, he had no intention of staying.

It can be seen that Haierbo probably never cared about Martin as an "ant", and he didn't even have the idea of ​​crushing him to death.

After staggering and running around like crazy in this bedroom, Martin finally seemed to lose his strength and fell to the floor in a daze.

After a long while, he heard him whisper to himself like a dream.Just looking at his desperate appearance, it was almost no different from the previous Muriel.

"... Helbo."

In that tone, hatred had already been lost, because ants were not qualified to hate humans.

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