Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Hey, I said... When tomorrow begins, shall we help Sirius and the others expel the Dark Wizard?"

In the ward, it was dark, except for the window where the curtains were still slit, and the stars flickered silently as if they were about to fall in.

Even if it was just a fake star, everyone was looking sideways and staring silently, trying not to imagine the foggy appearance outside.

But suddenly, Ron's voice suddenly rang in this groggy and quiet, making people more and more unable to sleep.

"Maybe." Hermione replied dryly.

But to be honest, even if Ron didn't speak frequently, everyone couldn't sleep, so this really couldn't blame him.

Hermione was thinking, suddenly heard Ron whispered:

"Then... how many do you think we can deal with together?"

"You can deal with as many as you can," Hermione replied again, and said helplessly, "Can you close your mouth? If you feel unsure, then count the stars over the window! Don't! Bother us to sleep..."

"Uh, sorry."

Ron's awkward voice echoed in the ward, but before it subsided, he couldn't help adding:

"But, that... I have counted all the stars that I can see, a total of 138."

"Puff!"

I don't know if it was Fred or George who didn't hold it back, and suddenly laughed.But Hermione shook her head and turned over and said in an angry manner:

"Who is going to open all the curtains? Let him count them tonight!"

"Hahahaha—"

Everyone didn't need to wonder if Fred or George was smiling this time, because hearing Hermione's words, they both slapped the mattress with joy.

In the dark, Hermione thought for a while, she couldn't help but hooked her mouth a little bit amused, but in the end she still stubbornly said:

"go to bed!"

Of course, in such a dimly lit room, no one could see the change in her expression.

At this moment, right next to Ron, Harry also had a small smile on his face.

However, the silver gleam of the Gryffindor sword, which was wrapped in silk cloth and exposed only a section of the hilt, made his expression more solemn.

Today, after following Maca to London, he suddenly saw and heard many things, some of which have not even been digested until now.

Although he doesn't know why, he seems to be able to take up the Gryffindor sword to fight.When he put the bright and cool hilt in my hand, what he felt was not strong and handsome, but an inexplicable pressure.

Thinking about the past, Harry has been looking forward to the day when he can stand in front of everyone with Maca.

And now, he finally seemed to be a big step closer to his wish.But at the same time, he also experienced for the first time how heavy the responsibility Maca was...

On the other hand, Pansy obviously couldn't sleep right now.Because, what happened to her friend Eluli, she still has no way of knowing.

In fact, she thought about asking Maca, but she really didn't dare to ask.

As a person who has personally experienced that kind of power, even for a short moment, she can clearly feel the horror of her will gradually being invaded and stripped.

And in the absence of help, it is too small to not be affected by the hidden dangers of magic rituals like those crazy outside.

Pansy closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then subconsciously turned his head to look at the windbreaker wizard who was lying not far from him.

Even when lying down to sleep, the other party did not take off his hood.So even if some stars fell from the gap between the curtains above, she still couldn't see the expression on the face hidden in the shadows.

Are you worried about the complicated situation outside?Or is it the same as yourself, thinking about someone's safety?Pansy does not know the answers to these questions.

The only thing she knew was that the other party must be still awake now, and thinking a lot in this quiet room.

It must be said that Pansy is very grateful for this powerful witch who she doesn't know her name and has never seen. If there was no other person by her side, she would have become one of the crazy wizards outside.

And as Pansy had guessed, the windbreaker wizard did not sleep yet.

In fact, it can even be said that as she stays longer with Maca and these friendly people, the time she can fall asleep every night is shorter and shorter.Sometimes even if she fell asleep, the nightmares that scared her, exhausted her, and saddened her would quickly wake her up.

She knows that those dreams are constantly reminding herself that she must not indulge in this era that does not belong to her.

She knew better that the more relaxed she was during this period, the more painful she would become in the near future.

To be honest, compared to everything in her memory, life during this period is really wonderful.Fortunately, she almost no longer wants to fall asleep easily at night, just to give herself a few more days of carefree time.

However, as the time drew closer, she understood that what should be coming was coming.

"How long has it been...have never seen him in a dream?"

In the false starlight under the window, she thought blankly.But soon, she shook her head gently, and said to herself in her heart:

"That’s right, I’ve all come here, and I don’t have to always look for you in my dreams... I promise, I will save you. No matter what means I use, no matter what happens to me, no matter how the world changes. How about..."

"I will definitely!"

...

Perhaps, no matter how many people toss and turn to sleep hard to sleep tonight, their reasons are far less than someone.And that person is undoubtedly Helbo.

He has slept for too long, until now, even a yawn will feel a bit nauseous.

Of course, he actually liked the other one more than this reason for insomnia-he was so excited!

As soon as he thought of the ritual of this demon summoning technique, he would proceed to the second step, as if he saw the moment he touched the truth of the soul.

After that, what awaited him was the realization of death.

Since ancient times, how many people can safely touch the death rule?Even if there were one or two wizards who seized the opportunity through some shortcuts, they were all in the limelight for a while, but in the end they all tasted the taste of death in person.

Now it seems that only wizards who are as cautious as him but dare to imagine can figure out such a seemingly bold but safe method.

"Let's get started! Let's get started..." Haierbo, who was feeling the magical changes in the city, suddenly exclaimed happily, "Send your souls and let sin begin to come! It will be given to us in a distant place. The sweetest response!"

Suddenly, among the apprentices standing in front of Helbo, someone suddenly seemed to hear something echoing in his ears.That voice was inexplicably true, pure and delicate, full of wonderful persuasive power, and even instantly calmed down the mind that had already fallen into madness and chaos.

Immediately, he knelt down involuntarily, hoping to listen more religiously.

But at the moment he was completely immersed in this voice, a majestic and powerful force suddenly burst out of his soul, and in an instant, it completely swallowed his soul, including consciousness.

In the next second, his eyes opened again, and the chaotic black that had just faded in his eyes had completely turned into an extremely solid pitch black, as if two extremely deep black gems were set in the eye sockets.

Suddenly, he saw him supporting the ground with one hand and slowly standing up.

"First!"

Haierbo looked at the opponent's pure black eyes, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.However, the other party did not look at him at all, but first turned his head slightly jerky and looked around.

"Sin...not enough...not enough."

Then he lowered his head slightly, looked at his hands, and then clenched his fists again.It seemed that I was feeling my own power.

It wasn't until the end that he raised his eyes slightly, and his icy frosty eyes fell on Haierbo's body.

"……not enough."

Having said that, he actually ignored Helbo who was staring at him, turned his head and walked step by step to the periphery of the clearing, until he disappeared at the corner of a building at the intersection.

Haierbo silently watched the opponent leave by himself, and after a short while, he frowned and retracted his gaze.

"Sure enough, as said in "Abatel", these guys don't care about the summoner...because the meaning born in the process of the ceremony is to collect sins and let the ceremony be completed little by little. "

After thinking about it for a while, he looked at the remaining forty-one people in front of him again, and the joy on his face appeared again.

It doesn't matter, even those guys won't obey their orders right now, but as long as the ceremony ends successfully, they will all become their most loyal and powerful men.

What's more, isn't what they want to do now is exactly what they want?

Even though he was ignored by the guy just now, Helbo was not at all annoyed-looking at the 41 "apprentices" below, he could almost imagine a total of forty-two collectors collecting souls throughout London. Up.

There is no doubt that the more soul collectors that can be born in the ceremony, the faster the ceremony will be completed.Thinking of this, he felt a little impatient.

"Go! Hurry up... Hurry up!"

Needless to say, with such an exciting change happening, how could Helbo still be able to sleep?He would never fall asleep this night, even if he actually doesn't need to do anything anymore.

"Go! Let this city be the last step for me to touch the three-level rule!"

..Vertex m.