Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Wendell, is an extremely ordinary Muggle man.

He went to work in the factory every day to work hard for his promotion and salary increase; and when he was off work, he rushed home immediately, just to take a look at his newly born daughter.

To be honest, his life is actually not a happy one. He has been married to his wife for less than two years. The young couple seems to have entered a period of burnout. The passionate time before marriage fades faster than poor-quality sweaters. .

No way, because of pregnancy and childbirth, his wife quit her job as a salesperson in the mall.In this way, the burden of maintaining the family's livelihood was suddenly weighed on Wendell.

In order to make his wife and daughter's lives better, Wendell worked hard every day.

The factory's work is based on piece-rate wages, and the daily workload exceeding the fixed task quota will bring him more pounds as a bonus at the end of the month.

Obviously, it is definitely very difficult to balance work and family at the same time.Even though he was thinking about his beloved wife and lovely children every day, his exhausted body and busy schedule made him somewhat powerless to accompany him.

Even every night, he always fell asleep with his pillow, making his wife feel like he was lying with a corpse.

So, just the night before, the originally gentle wife had a fight with him after all.

Yes, Wendell can actually understand his wife's feelings.After all, although he is working hard, it must not be easy for his wife to take care of children and do housework at home every day.

But what can be done?

However, Wendell did not expect that just the day after he quarreled with his wife, the entire London was covered by an incredibly thick fog.

Undoubtedly, the factory's production line must be shut down in such a foggy day that even the interior has become a little hazy.

This fog is like an opportunity given to him by God, so that he can have an absolute reason to stay at home with his wife and daughter.

Therefore, while Wendell was complaining loudly this morning, there was an inexplicable joy in his heart.And he also understands that this joy is undoubtedly not exchanged for the few pounds earned every day.

It's a pity that he didn't know at the time that this vacation that seemed to have fallen from the sky was a nightmare at all.

...

"boom"

A dull explosion sounded suddenly from a street not far away, scaring the wife who was washing the dishes and smashing a plate with a crash.

Then, the frightened daughter began to cry.

Wendell hurriedly ran to the kitchen area, hugged his wife who was a little frightened, and then looked out the window in front of the sink.

But now there is mist everywhere outside. At first glance, it is just a gray area, and nothing is true.

"Honey, just... what's that?"

"It sounds like something exploded. Is it a car? Or a natural gas pipeline?" Wendell shook his head. "I don't know, who knows?"

Upon hearing this, the wife couldn't help thinking about it:

"Could it be... a bomb? An attack?"

"How is it possible!" Wendell immediately patted her arm and said soothingly, "It's okay here but London, it's okay!"

Even if I stood here and looked out, I just couldn't see anything.So after he finished speaking, he immediately took his wife into the house.

"Don't wash it yet, let's go see our daughter..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw another figure rushing past the window quickly from the corner of his eye, and he was shocked to drag his wife back two steps quickly.

"What's wrong?" his wife asked quickly, "what happened?"

"No, uh..."

Wendell didn't know how to say that their house is an apartment, this is the fourth floor!How could someone pass by their window?

Although he felt that his eyesight was very good, he should not have seen it wrong just now, but after hesitating for a while, he still shook his head.

"It's nothing, it seemed that a bird or something flew past outside just now, which shocked me."

"is it?"

The wife glanced at the window suspiciously, and then whispered:

"Don't be so surprised, I was surprised by you!"

The couple retreated from the window with a little restlessness, then both turned around and walked to the other side of the room. The baby girl has been crying since just now. It must be frightened. They have to coax.

Back in the room, Wendell watched his wife pick up the child, carefully wiped away the tears for her daughter, hugged him in his arms and swayed gently.He stared at the child dozingly for a while, then looked towards the window with some worry.

Like the kitchen, looking out from the window here, you still can't see anything.Not only that, the mist also penetrated through the gaps in the windows, making him very worried about whether it would have a bad effect on his daughter's health.

"My dear, this morning I saw that the Wilson family on the opposite side had gone out, as if they were leaving London. I was wondering, should we also take our daughter to my parents for a few days?"

"Well, all right!"

After hearing this, the wife nodded immediately, but soon became worried again:

"But...you said that you wouldn't be in danger? Look at the explosion just now...and, today, neither TV nor radio received signals."

"It should be okay... right?"

Seriously, Wendell had no bottom in his heart.He only knows that he must not panic, because if he panics, his wife must be even more afraid.

What's more, this is London, the capital of England!If it is not safe even here, is there a safe place in the whole of Britain?

But at this moment, a mess of movement suddenly rang from the door, causing Wendell's expression to stagnate.

"It looks like Wilson? Don't come out, I'll see what's wrong."

"Be careful!"

Wendell nodded at his worried wife, then immediately turned and walked out of the room, ran behind the door, and listened.

You can hear that several people outside seem to be arguing about something, and the mess makes it hard for him to hear clearly through the door.But he still heard Mr. Wilson's voice, which had a slightly hoarse voice, which he knew very well.

At the next moment, Wendell carefully opened the door to a slit. After confirming that there was no unknown person outside, he dared to open the door completely.

"...Don't quarrel! What's the use of you arguing here! Not to mention that the intersection is blocked, there are soldiers at the outermost side, and I will definitely not be able to get out today! Why not go home and stay honestly Go!"

Mr. Wilson's voice is really so loud that one can suppress the voices of his wife and mother.But the two women ignored him at all, still arguing there, listening to what they said, it seemed that Mrs. Wilson had to leave this "ghost place".

"Wilson, outside...what the hell happened?"

Upon seeing this, Wendell had to walk over and ask aloud in his throat, only then did he see the neighbor turning his head to look at him.

"It's the army. The army blocked the way out of London!" Mr. Wilson immediately waved his hand. "There are thugs in the city, but the army does not allow us to go out for refuge... God! What a mess!"

"Oh! Thug?"

Wendell heard it and glanced back at home subconsciously, and he was slightly relieved to see that his wife did not come out after hearing what he said.He knows his wife has always been courageous, and if he hears of thugs or something, he will definitely be frightened.

On the other side, Mr. Wilson said again:

"Actually, we didn’t see the thugs seeing such a heavy fog this morning, so I wanted to go out as soon as possible because we planned to go to relatives’ house today. I drove very slowly along the way, and I didn't see any thugs, and finally I heard about it after being blocked in the road."

"Is that so?" Wendell thought for a while, and frowned, "Thug...This sounds terrible! Oh, when you just came back, you should have heard the explosion? Then... Could it be that the thug did it? of?"

"Maybe!" Mr. Wilson shrugged. "It sounds like it's on the street next door... Well, what kind of world is this! It was fine yesterday..."

While the two were talking, Mr. Wilson's wife and mother had already quarreled into the house from the outside, which made the aisle finally quieter.

Mr. Wilson turned his head slightly, then said:

"I have to go back and persuade them, sorry... Anyway, for the time being, I'd better stay at home and don't run around! Remember to lock the door when you get home!"

After talking to Wendell, Wilson turned and walked into their house, closing the door tightly.

Wendell watched him go home, and immediately ran back to the living room, closing the door quickly, and then frowned and stared at the door with a solemn expression.

Army blockade?thug?What's all this?

He hadn't experienced things like this once in such a big life, and for a while, he really didn't know what to do.

"Dear?"

A few minutes later, it was probably because the wife was a little worried when there was no sound outside, she suddenly poked her head out of the room and took a peek.Seeing him standing alone in the doorway, he couldn't help but called him.

"Oh," Wendell immediately turned his head and forced a smile at his wife, "It's indeed Wilson and his family, it's okay... the child stopped crying? Is he asleep?"

"Well," the wife held her daughter softly and nodded slightly, "My dear, how did they come back, Mr. Wilson? Did something happen outside?"

Seeing his wife asked, Wendell didn't know how to answer, so he fell silent for a while.