Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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"Okay, that's it... The refuge for the wizards is in Calais, France, across the Strait of Dover. There is a family wizard from Fort Blois who is in charge of the port. In an hour, I will use a flying broomstick to bring your father there."

The deformation and turbulence in the process of using the Phantom Mantra will obviously cause a great burden on people with poor physical conditions. This is the same even when hiding in the space where the Wuhen Stretching Mantra is superimposed.

Hermione tied the drawstring of the handbag tightly, and said to the other party:

"By the time I get to the port of Calais, the sky should be completely dark, and there are still many things to do here... let's go! Can't delay any more time."

Seeing that she finished speaking, she hung the beaded handbag on her body, and then picked up the broom and walked to the window. The wizard who showed gratitude on her face suddenly hesitated, and then finally couldn't help but speak:

"Wait! Miss Granger...I think there is one more thing I need to tell you."

"what's up?"

When Hermione heard the words, her hand that had just opened the curtain immediately stopped.

"Actually...Gary came to my place just now." The other party hesitated behind her.

"Gary?"

"It's my elder nephew—you've seen it before."

After what he said, Hermione understood immediately.

Yes, what the other party said should be the boy who has always been hostile to them. It turned out that his name was "Gary".

just……

"Didn't he have been sent to an evacuation point with his family? Because he couldn't worry about his grandfather, so he came back secretly by himself?"

"It should be like this," the wizard nodded. "The kid came over and visited his grandfather again, and then left again... However, although he only said to see his grandfather, I found out later , He secretly took his grandpa's wand away."

"Ok?"

When Hermione heard this, she couldn't help frowning.

"Should not all of your wands be confiscated? The upstairs should have come and searched again—"

"Miss Granger, don't get me wrong! I have never thought of hiding a magic wand!" The other party shook his head hurriedly, "His grandfather's wand has been damaged in the battle in London, even if he can cast the spell, There is no power, and you may even hurt yourself if you are not careful..."

As the other party was talking, Hermione suddenly remembered the previous report from the Muggle liaison officer.In that case, the wizard who flees west is probably Gary?

"Why didn't you say this earlier!"

"Because, Gary...I think that kid probably wanted to go to Helbo. He grew up listening to his grandpa's story and has always admired the grandpa who was imprisoned in Azkaban... …After his grandfather came back, he also learned a lot of dark magic from his grandfather."

"Does he want to ask Helbo to cure his grandfather?" Hermione thought for a while and frowned again.

However, she soon saw the other party and couldn't help but smile.

"No, I think he wants to be a'real' black wizard!" The man who had been addicted to black magic sighed. "In fact, my father was seriously injured after returning from the fog of London. , My brother and I are very scared. We are all people with families, and that Helbo... is obviously completely different from what we imagined!"

"However, when my brother and I don’t want to be a dark wizard anymore, the badly injured father not only did not hate Helbo, who hurt him so badly, but even when lying in bed unconsciously. I have been saying...that Helbo is a'real black wizard', a'black wizard greater than the dark lord'."

When Hermione heard this, she couldn't help but press her hand gently on her beaded handbag—is it really worth her running back and forth for someone who can say this?

"In other words, your nephew Gary... also has the same idea as his grandfather?"

"At least I think it should be like this."

After slightly nodding, the other party looked at Hermione's hand pressing on her waist:

"Don't worry! Father, he can't live long anyway, even if he can hold on for a few more days, he won't be able to cause any trouble to you anymore! As for Gary’s kid...if he doesn’t see the reality as soon as possible, Even if he is captured this time, he will end up in the same way as his grandfather because of his extreme thoughts!"

"But after all he—"

Hermione probably wanted to say "he is still young after all", but then I thought about it, the boy named "Gary" was actually at most one or two years younger than her.Thinking of this, she seemed to be unable to say anything again.

That's right, in today's disaster, everyone is already in a state of desperation.If you can't take responsibility for your actions and decisions, others will be unable to do so even if they want to help him.

And just as Hermione's mind was wandering, she saw the other party who had also fallen silent suddenly said:

"Miss Granger, isn't the respondent at the port of Calais? I'll go there first... Father's transfer, please!"

Before the words fell, the other party took the initiative to pick up the door key that Hermione had brought, and then disappeared from the place instantly as the space constricted.

"Forget it...Even his family said so, why should I be nosy?"

Such thoughts passed through Hermione's heart secretly. She didn't seem to want to waste any more time, and immediately opened the window with a "crash", stepped onto the flying broomstick and rushed out.

Half of the sun in the west was covered by the mountain-like gray mist, but the afterglow of the setting sun was still very bright.After taking a few more glances at the magnificent sight, Hermione was about to turn back and accelerate towards the strait.

But after she turned her head, she turned back abruptly and flew straight to the direction of the mist in the west.

"The potion is sufficient, and there is a spare part..." Hermione flicked a fist in the air and whispered to herself in a low voice, "Gary, right? There is a problem with your brain. Guy, it’s not the first time I’ve seen you...be confused and okay, I will definitely use my fist to make you sober!"

If it is said that in the past few years, Hermione has acted like imitating Maca paradoxically, then perhaps the decision like today is really from her own thoughts.

It's like... Miss Hermione Granger who had always wanted to punch Malfoy in the face.

And just as Hermione was flying extremely fast in the direction of the setting sun, a figure was burying his head on the road between Faversham and Sittingbourne.

"...Maca...McLean."