Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It can be said that since childhood, Thomas didn't think he would be a special person.

He was born in an ordinary wizarding family. His father was a small sales manager at the Lihen Bookstore in Diagon Alley, and his mother was a writer for a lesser-known witch costume magazine.

And he himself, after graduating from Hufflepuff College in Hogwarts, has been his keeper at the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley.

Over the years, his father had already retired from Lihen Bookstore, and he also had a wife who was just as ordinary as him, and a pair of relatively lovely children.

So, in fact, he thought more than once that he would probably spend his whole life in a dull and unachievable way.Just like my parents, I watched my children grow up, and then live an ordinary life like mead mixed with water like my useless father.

Yes, just like mead mixed with water, even though it is light and tasteless in your mouth, you can barely smell a slightly sweet fragrance afterwards.

Of course, if you drink too much, you will definitely get drunk, and go to sleep until you fall asleep.

"Maybe, this is Hufflepuff?"

Thomas didn’t know whether he should blame his mediocre life on the sorting hat, but occasionally he did use this excuse to comfort himself...especially in daily life or work, he encountered certain uncomfortable things. time.

However, when Thomas discovered that there was a Hufflepuff who was beyond his common sense, appearing repeatedly in every corner of his life.He knew that he would never say that sentence anymore.

That's right, there are people with extraordinary accomplishments in Hufflepuff.Even without mentioning that McLean, there have been many celebrities from Hufflepuff in the world.

It's just him...or rather, it's just that many people subconsciously ignore Hufflepuffs because of their low-key personality.

Yes, the mediocre is just this self who doesn't know what to work for.

So, when Voldemort and Greenward both died in the vestibule of Hogwarts, and the entire magical world returned to peace, Thomas ordered a personal correspondence course on the protection of magical biology and planned to fight again.

I think at Hogwarts that year, most of his grades in all subjects were not high, but he was talented in this course alone.If you can take the certificate of a senior breeder seriously, maybe you can get a better job than raising owls.

Ok!He knows that his ambitions are probably only that little bit-that's it, he just gritted his teeth and reluctantly decided it!

But who knows that the world is unpredictable, Haierbo’s present life just ruined his already boring life.

The turmoil after another caused the quill shop where his wife was a salesperson to close down; various unknown dangers also made him unwilling to study and work.

However, the trouble obviously doesn't stop there.

When this foggy disaster hit London unexpectedly, he and his colleagues who were working in Diagon Alley were dumbfounded.

At that time, Diagon Alley had not yet been stationed by the Aurors, but the attack by those unknown dark wizards came first.Seeing colleagues trying to escape home, he subconsciously ran away as soon as he thought that he still had his wife and children at home.

However, it was clear that it was undoubtedly an extremely wrong decision-during the run, his colleagues were hit by a glaring green light one by one, and fear lingered in his heart.

But should he say that he is lucky?Or is it bad luck?

Before he knew it, he discovered that he had become one of the few people who had escaped from Diagon Alley, but he was also lost because of the rushing and the dense fog surrounding him.

There is no doubt that there are few wizards in the magic world who often go to Muggle cities, and he naturally does not.For him, London is not a very familiar place.

After that, Thomas has been hiding in the streets of London, and was almost spotted by the dark wizards who suddenly became lunatics several times.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of too much bad luck that he couldn't even see this world. He dodged it quite thrillingly several times.

It's a pity that he has never drunk that extremely expensive elixir, and the good luck will run out sooner or later-well, at least Thomas thinks so.

"...Ping, safe guard."

At a corner of a certain alley, Thomas shrank between the large flip-top trash can and the brick wall, carefully casting his only protective spell.

Conjuration and defense against the dark arts have never been his strong points. In every final exam that year, the evaluation almost only swayed above the pass line.

But now, he had to hide here and use this protective curse.

Because he found that a mad wizard who looked terrifying in front had walked into this alley, and at the other end of the corner was a dead end!

Is he still going to die?Oh no, he didn't want to die at all... Although he was lucky enough to live in hiding, it was already the result of luck.

But he really didn't want to die. There were still a long-awaited wife and a pair of children at home. He must not leave the three of them and die like this.

However, his worthless life seemed to no longer belong to him.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

Maybe it was because of the gray mist all over the eyes, the messy and dragging footsteps seemed so clear.Before people came to him, the chilling atmosphere had already come to him, as if it was freezing the air around him.

A sense of suffocation made Thomas couldn't help but want to gasp, but because he was afraid of being easily noticed by the other party, he just held back.

Perhaps it was a relationship that had been holding his breath for too long. He felt a little dizzy in his head, and the sight of the alley before him became more and more difficult to see.

And at this moment, one foot suddenly stepped out of the fog in front of him... and then there was another leg, half of the body, and a gloomy face with a trance.

The guy's throat seemed to be stuck with sputum, "Hoho" sounded, and he walked towards the corner where Thomas was.

Thomas knew each other, and two colleagues were killed by this guy!

Because the second colleague desperately cast a smashing spell on this guy's waist before he died, so now the other's waist and eyes are still bloody, so Thomas remembers it clearly.

However, the injury on the opponent's body not only didn't make Thomas feel that it was a chance to take advantage of it, but it also made him even more frightened.

Because somehow, these crazy wizards seemed to have completely lost their pain, and didn't care about the serious wounds.

These guys are utter lunatics.

"Don't find... don't find me here... don't... just walk over there! I beg you..."

Thomas had no idea what to do, he could only pray in his heart, even though he didn't even know who to pray to.

No way, wizards don't believe in gods and Buddhas, do they?

Maybe it was because he couldn't even find an object to pray, and his helpless hope did not become a reality.When the mad wizard dangled the parts of his whole body and walked over here and stopped in front of him, Thomas' mind suddenly became blank.

But for some reason, he raised the magic wand in his hand.

"Except you... weapons."

This is a disarming spell, learned in school in the past, a defense against the dark magic spell that is too basic to be more basic.

I remember that when he was practicing in a team with his classmates in class, he could not even complete the spell, and every time he would only be taken away by others in an instant.

So when Thomas realized that he had cast this spell as the last resistance, only a flash of self-deprecation flashed through his empty mind.

but……

"Stab it—bang!"

An arc of red light that was so dazzling that it was almost scorching eyes popped out from the tip of his wand like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it hit the chest of the mad wizard close at hand.

Then, Thomas saw that the arc of light suddenly pushed it back against the opponent's body, and fell far back into the misty fog.

When the magic wand in the opponent's hand "clicked" and rolled to his feet, he awakened from a daze, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

"His... hurts!"

What happened just now?Is that a disarming curse?Was it the disarming spell he cast by himself?

What a joke!

Even though he was not good at spells, Thomas had actually studied at Hogwarts for seven years.He clearly remembered that a disarming curse of the same intensity as before was only seen when the professor demonstrated it!

Thomas looked down at his hands, the rustic wand that had been with him for so many years, and his slightly bent rustic wand, half-opened his mouth completely speechless.

"...Damn it."

But at this moment, there was another quizzical movement in the fog in the lane ahead, reminding him that it was not time to be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, because he was in the corner just now, and the crazy wizard was standing in front of him.So when he cast the disarming spell, he knocked the opponent into the direction that led to the dead end.

But right now, the path when the opponent came was clearly unimpeded.

"escape!"

Shi Cai's surprisingly powerful disarming curse was attributed to an accidental eruption between life and death by Thomas.Needless to say, he didn't think he could do it again at all.

Therefore, the best option right now is to take the road while the opponent hasn't come.

However, just as Thomas hurriedly got up and was about to run wild with his legs, his right foot stepped forward stopped without any reason.

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