Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Ahem... a loud voice!"

At the very front of the slightly semicircular venue, Akinbad cleared his throat and used his magic wand to cast a sound reinforcement spell at his throat.

Suddenly, under the effect of the curse, his words instantly spread to all corners of the venue that was slightly old but still magnificent.

The meeting began.

"Perhaps you have already noticed that today's'emergency meeting' is indeed very'urgent', so anxious that I came up without even preparing the speech."

"And... Since I sent out an international support announcement beforehand, I believe everyone knows one thing! Before this meeting, I came directly from the British magic world."

As for the reason for this emergency meeting, representatives of various countries are somewhat aware of it.After all, such a big thing has happened in the British magical world, and even the Muggle world has been rumored. This meeting... will be held sooner or later.

What's more, before Na Helbo finally set off the fog in London, England, he also caused great commotion in Africa's Vagado Wizarding School, Italy, France and other places. Recently, the international attention has almost risen to the highest level.

"Here, I have to say that the resurrection of the ancient dark wizards that is happening in the UK is a major event, a major event that everyone must be attracted to! Our daily life is being disrupted by that Helbo; Our hopeful future may be destroyed by that Helbo"

"Ladies and gentlemen! This is not my alarmist talk, but the fact that I have seen with my only eye!"

Akinbard pointed to his uninjured eye, and conveyed the most true feelings in his heart to the ears of the official members sitting around the venue.

"I think what you want to know most now is the real disaster situation in London, England."

"However, just relying on my words to describe it will inevitably lack a lot of real feeling. So I borrowed one of his small inventions from Mr. Maca McLean... I hope you can feel it yourself in an immersive state. Let’s take a look at the fear faced by wizards and Muggles in London."

Before he could say anything, Akinbad waved his magic wand suddenly and lifted aside the red cloth that had been spread on the clearing in front of the podium.

Suddenly, a magic map centered on the pendulous basin was revealed from below.

In the venue, many joint conference members from all over the world sat between the long curved tables, looking at the soft silver light rippling in front of the table, they felt a little trance.

Among the many well-known wizards present, there are still many who know this magical device. After all, this treasure of Hogwarts is one of the few magical props related to thinking, memory, and will in the world. It was included in the catalog of the magic treasure hundreds of years ago.

Of course, because its practicality is actually not high, so the ranking is relatively behind, at least it certainly can not be compared with the peerless weapon like the Gryffindor sword.

Although, in the eyes of truly powerful wizards, the value of the penis is not low at all.

"Everyone!"

After lifting the red cloth, Akinbad just paused for a while and immediately said:

"I, Babajid Akinbad, swear here that the memory I will show you next will be completely realistic, without any modification or modification."

After that, he raised the wand in his hand against his temple, and drew a white flocculent memory filament from his head on the spot, and then gently threw it into the meditation basin in front of him.

The next moment, when several French wizards from the Ministry of Magic waiting on the side stepped into the designated magic text array node, several faint blue magical brilliance immediately spread from their feet until the entire array was filled.

At that moment, the councillors in the venue had not had time to sigh for the complex and mysterious slate pattern, a majestic silver ripple surging out from the penis basin, giving the entire venue like a huge wave. Submerged.

...

"Oh, is this the beginning?"

Spiral Town, the underground observation room of New Saint Mungo.

Maca, who was sitting on the back chair by the hospital bed with his legs folded and arms folded, eyes closed for a while, suddenly opened his eyes and murmured secretly if he felt it.

In order to truly grasp the timing, he left some hands and feet in the slate formation for Akinbad.As long as he is barely within the reach of it, he will be able to perceive the signal of the pattern movement.

Obviously, the distance between France and Britain is not far away.

"call"

After exhaling a little, Maca finally put down his cocked legs and sat up slightly.

To be honest, he actually didn’t want the situation at the venue to develop to the point where he was obliged to take action. If the bill can be passed by Akinbad’s speech and the meditation basin’s disaster display, it would naturally be better. Up.

Unfortunately, he also understands that it is indeed difficult for most of the representatives of parliamentarians around the world to agree.

Of course, what worries Maca right now is far more than the situation at the emergency joint conference venue.Because in the final analysis, these things were all caused by the guy in Helbo.

Not long ago, the report that the army of living corpses showed a face in the southeastern suburbs of London is also one of the major issues that currently plagues Maca.

Compared with this, even Trelawney's predictions seemed to be no longer so important. She didn't need to say that Maca knew that if Helbo continued to wreak havoc, the situation would become more and more uncontrollable.

At this moment, Maca, who was sitting in a chair slightly in a trance, suddenly turned her head and casually said to the survivor witch who was still sleeping:

"Madam... In order for this disaster to end, please at least give some clues and hints! OK?"

When suppressing the power in the soul for the two survivors, Maca vaguely sensed the soul rule contained in it.

That is the most special type of soul rules that Maca has come into contact with so far.

It is complex, obscure, and full of chaotic negative will, but through a slight aftertaste, it will feel the purity of it abnormally.

And since the soul rule is not the branch of Helbo that originated from the Mirror of Devouring, it naturally came from the devil.

In retrospect, among the evils that he hasn't touched so far, it seems that there are only two branches of "laziness" and "greed"...

"Just looking at it purely...is it'greedy'?"

After all, Maca hasn't really understood the essence of the soul's rules. It is obviously impossible to figure out why based on such imagination.

"Yes, what are the disadvantages."