Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

There are mostly old houses around here. Under the constant rain in London, the mottled walls and the inexhaustible musty smell have become a major feature of these old houses.m.

Maca was sitting by the window of this living room, sniffing the old scent and gnawing on the pancakes, while the old man's rumblings kept coiling in his ears.

To be honest, Maca does not reject the feeling that he has lived enough in the castle, and changing the taste of the old house in the city can make his mood lighter.

He has done everything he should do this time, and for the last remaining step, he has to wait for the time to look back completely before he can continue.

For him, that is also a very important step, which will also determine the life, death and destiny of a certain person.

However, even this simple rest and relaxation seems to hide some unknown secrets.

"Boy, haven't you met those'weirds' on the way? It's the kind I just mentioned"

"Huh? Oh, I have met..." Maca drank, and then casually said, "Those guys are really weird and dangerous, so I secretly avoided."

As he spoke casually, he glanced at the closed door in the living room again seemingly inadvertently.This movement was small, but under his slightly deliberate guidance, the old man on the opposite side could see it.

Immediately, Maca noticed that the old man seemed to be slightly nervous.

Obviously, there must be something hidden there that he can't see... Well, maybe it's just one or several people.

He did not deliberately perceive what was in the room.

"Sir, thank you for your water and food," Maca suddenly put down the water glass in his hand and asked quite bluntly, "but I'm very curious, why did you invite me such a stranger to your house...in case I am not What do you do if you are a good person?"

The old man probably didn't expect that Maca would ask so straightforwardly, he was stunned for a moment.And then, he pondered and said:

"Even if you are not a good person, it doesn't matter... At this time, everyone wants something that can fill your stomach. Unfortunately, I don't have so much food to eat anymore."

This reason is quite far-fetched no matter how you hear it, and Maca will naturally not believe it.However, he did not immediately express his doubts, but then nodded.

He has only just sat down, and there are still several hours before dawn, there is no need to rush to expose anything.

But although Maca did not reveal it, the old man on the opposite side felt a bit annoyed that he had made up such a very crude excuse temporarily, and even the words became less for a while.

"Ok?"

After observing the old man's slightly awkward cover-up, Maca, who was still indifferent to some doubts just now, was a little bit curious.

If it's just a trap, he won't care at all, at most he only needs to open the door of the room and take a look before leaving.

But now, he looked up and down the opposite old man with some doubts.

"Sir, if you have something to say, just say it!"

For Maca, who once wandered alone in the chaotic dock town, the inexplicable state of the old man was enough to make him a lot of associations and guesses.

He has seen villains who kidnapped old people or women, and intimidated the latter to shack passengers or merchants on the pier, cheating or robbing them. Such incidents are not uncommon.

And right now, the behavior of the old man sitting in front of him seemed to resemble some scenes in his memory.

In recent days, London has fallen into chaos. While most city dwellers are hiding in the heart of their homes, the food stored at home is also being used up little by little.

In this case, people who are hungry can do everything, let alone there are always some cruel guys.

This is not Maca's random speculation, because Lupin has already found such signs there.

In fact, if the chaos in the city were not continuing and the streets and lanes outside were still very dangerous, the whole city might have become more chaotic.

Of course, the only suspicious point before Maca's eyes is why this old man would find him such a "shopping" with his hands empty.

What does the other party want from him?

"Old man?"

Seeing that the old man stopped talking, Maca couldn't help calling him, and then saw that he shook his head as if he had just recovered.

"No, I... have nothing to say."

"Ok!"

Maca shrugged, and then leaned on the back of the old sofa, obviously not in a hurry.

"So, sir... You just said that you have seen a lot of "weirds". What do they look like? What did they do?" He asked as if chattering again, "I have seen a few black people. The guy with the eyeballs, because I was too scared at the time, I didn't dare to look carefully."

He said that he was afraid, but what he showed was indifferent. It was obvious that there was not much interest in pretending to be an ordinary Muggle.

After all, since the old man didn't tell the truth, it didn't make much sense for him to pretend to look like him.

Facing Macana's perfunctory appearance, the old man seemed to feel a little embarrassed.I saw him open his mouth several times in a row, but I don’t know whether he should answer Maca’s words or say something else...

For example, to tell some truths hidden in your heart?

But when the old man hesitated for a long time and didn't really say anything, Maca smiled calmly and said:

"Sir, don't be nervous... just say what you should. Otherwise, you can just let the people inside come out, don't be too embarrassed."

"you"

When the old man heard his words, he finally couldn't help saying:

"How do you know someone is in the room?"

"Oh, I don't know," Maca spread his hands, "but I know now."

He didn't tell lies, because he did not deliberately perceive what was in the room, he just guessed purely.

But soon, he saw the old man immediately speak:

"Young man...oh no, I mean, sir. You...whatever you are, please leave now! I asked the wrong person."

"what?"

When the old man suddenly came up with this sentence, Maca couldn't understand what "please the wrong person"?

"Sir, what do you mean by this...?"

"Huh? No, it doesn't mean... You should be a'witch', right? Sir, I'm sorry, if you want to kill you will only kill me, please."