Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...I think it's not a good habit to hide in the dark to eavesdrop!"

When Delphi outside the cubicle uttered these words, Maca was stunned at first, but then turned his head to look at the ghost gentleman beside him.

"please."

He grinned and made a mouth shape, and then stretched out his hand towards the door panel, motioning to the other party to go out and carry the pot for him-of course, most of the people who were found were actually this ghost, and it would not be considered to have him come forward. What shirk responsibility.

If this one didn't appear suddenly and Maca was hiding here with bated breath, how could Delphi be discovered?

"Uh……"

Fortunately, this Mr. Ghost in the sewer is also an honest man... well, or a "gentleman", after all, Maca looks like a girl now!

When he saw "she" asking himself out of the tank, seemingly pleading, although he hesitated, he finally nodded and floated out through the door.

Oh, Merlin testified!Maca really didn't make any "pleading" expression.Although he pretends to be Luna, he still hasn't the consciousness of being a "cute girl" yet!

If he had to say what he was thinking about when he let the other party out... it would probably be something like "If you don't go out, I will have to cast you a curse"!

Of course, all of Maca's thoughts at the moment are just trivial matters, and even he himself was quickly thrown aside.Because the next moment, he heard that Mr. Ghost outside apologizing:

"Oh, sorry! I didn't deliberately eavesdrop on your conversation... In fact, this is my place. The therapists at St. Mungo and many patients know this!"

"Even the dean wouldn't say this is his territory, how dare you say--"

Delphi looked like a ghost, but actually let go of a lot of wariness in his heart.

Because in the magic world, ghosts have always been countless, and even the magic world has opened an office specifically for their placement, so that they have a place to stay, so that they won't scare others from time to time.

However, even the most terrifying ghosts are often harmless.They can only yell at you at best, and then rely on their "death" to frighten those courageous people, nothing more.

However, the only and greatest specialty of the ghosts is probably that they have lived long enough.If something is heard and remembered by them, they might be able to tell it to your eighteenth-generation descendants in the future.

Therefore, when Maca suddenly heard that Delphi was about to use the Forgetting Curse on the opponent, he was not at all surprised.

"...I'm sorry, but I must use an oblivion spell on you. I think you should be able to understand-the content of my conversation with Miss Granger just now is actually very important. At this time, I have to be cautious. some."

"I feel a little sorry too."

While Delphi was speaking, Maca couldn't help but say this quietly in his heart.But at this time, he had already hidden his figure, holding Luna wrapped in a cloak and quietly walked to the bathroom door.

The door had been open since Hermione had just gone out. He obviously didn't need to bother to think of a way to sneak out without opening the door.

"The Forgotten Curse? Oh no...no need it? I promise I won't say a word to others! What's more, if you accidentally delete a little more...no no, beautiful lady, please don't come here !"

"Don't worry, I'm very proficient in the Forgetting Curse, I won't delete too many...nothing for me!"

Just after Delphi's last sentence was finished, a curse accurately hit the opponent's white body.The forgetting curse that directly acted on the mental body immediately shocked the ghost.

Seeing that the opponent was hit by the curse and looked around blankly, Delphi finally nodded with satisfaction.At this moment, Maca had already left with Luna.

...

Since Hermione was still one step ahead when she left, Maca had to slip out of the bathroom ahead of time by relying on the Immortal Potion.

Fortunately, he finally rushed back to the ward before Hermione, and put Luna on the bed that was vacant because of his departure.

"To be honest, I don't care if I am hungry, but I have suffered you for these two days."

Before Hermione entered the door, Maca gently apologized while stroking Luna's hair while feeding her a few mouthfuls of water.Then, he silently took out an unknown piece of paper and stuffed it into her pocket, and silently exited the room while remaining invisible.

After Saint Mungo was really out, all these unchanging "appearances" enabled Maca to finally release a certain part of the pressure in his heart and let out a sigh of foul breath.

It's a pity that although there is still a lot of time before the end of time retrospect, the "ticking" sound still lingers in the ear, but this London city has no way to give him a leisurely relaxation.

The fog was shrouded heavily, the streets were full of traces of curses, and the sound of fighting in the distance could even be heard from a distance.

The worst bad luck in this city today is not their wizards, but the original masters in this city.

Maca looked at the street buildings covered by dense fog, closed her eyes slightly, and whispered to herself:

"That's why I often say that I am not a philanthropist... Because when I encounter disasters, what I think of first will always be the few people I care about."

Yes, if he could spend so much time and energy on saving the city instead of Luna alone.Even if it is impossible for a while, it will at least reduce the number of casualties in the city.

This is obvious.

But he did not—he did not choose the latter of fraternity, but the former of selfishness.He was as timid as a mouse, not daring to face the reality of Luna's death, so that half of it was Luna's death, and most of it was his own inner pain.

Doesn't he know these miserable scenes outside?Even if he couldn't see it, he could easily speculate, but he subconsciously ignored those things that would condemn his conscience.

Now, Luna is probably fine, and he has no reason to evade certain responsibilities.When he looked back at what was happening around him, a pressure completely different from the pressure that Luna's death brought to him suddenly fell on his shoulders.

"A few hours before dawn...can't you do anything?"

Maca will never forget that he is still in the "past", and all the travelers of his time do will affect the future world more or less.

Therefore, it is best for him to find another place where there is no one-do research or sleep, and then honestly wait for the dawn.

However, what Maca needs most is obviously not rest, but to find a way to relieve the complexity and heaviness of the heart.

"Boy, what are you doing standing there! Don't you want to die?"

Suddenly, Maca, who was walking on the street, suddenly heard a deliberately lowered voice, coming from directly above him.

He then looked up and saw that there was an old Muggle man talking to him in the second-floor window of this street house.

"Come up! Don't hang around in the street... In the past few days, I can see many people have somehow died on the street! Come up if you don't want to die!"

When Maca heard it, she was startled, and then nodded unconsciously.

When he walked from the alley on the side of the street to the back of the building, he found the stairway of this small apartment in a short time and walked up the old stairs step by step.

"Come in!"

In this period, people who can still let people into their own homes, in Maca's view, are either big fools or good people.Of course, there are still some malicious people who want to beat others' ideas...

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a familiar smell—in addition to the damp and musty smell of old London neighborhoods, the air in this old man's home also smelled of ink and paper.

This is after a certain amount of long-term collection of books will accumulate the book flavor.

Sure enough, he took a casual glance as soon as he arrived in the living room, and saw that there were two large bookshelves in the room, which was probably a study, which had long been filled with old and large books.

"Sir...Are you alone at home?"

"Ah, um...Yes!" The old man nodded slightly, but soon waved his hand, "Sit down first! If you are hungry, there are still some pancakes on the table, you can just bring them to eat..."

"Oh, thank you."

Maca didn't refuse, and sat down gently on the sofa over there, then picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.While he was eating, the old man poured him a glass of water and sat down opposite him.

"Young man, what are you walking on the street alone! Why don't you find a place to hide?" The old man asked casually, "Like I just said-these days are all messy things outside. Dare to walk alone in the street! Haven't you seen a street where there is no one person?"

After hearing this, Maca thought for a while and said:

"Actually... I don't want it either. It's just that my home is destroyed and I have nowhere to go-after hiding in the ruins of the community for two days, there is almost no food and drink, so I wanted to find it. ."

He is naturally very good at talking nonsense, just find a reason to make things happen, no one can say that he is making up and deceiving people.

"Oh, is it?" When the old man heard it, he nodded immediately, "Where did you come from this way? Didn't you encounter any danger? I have seen a lot of nerves in the past two days. Xi's guy, holding a small wooden stick to push people everywhere, and he can actually emit light..."

The old man was talking about it, but Maca seemed a little absent-minded.While the other party was not paying attention, his gaze moved slightly, and he glanced at the room next to the study that he had just seen.

The door of the room was closing tightly.

.Wonderful book house