Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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"Babray, we have just received news that Mr. McLean will not be coming tonight... Besides, His Royal Highness is now waiting for you in his study, asking you to go there."

At nightfall, in the entrance hall of the manor house of the British royal family, Babray was waiting for the arrival of Maca, Kingsley, and Delphi on time as in the previous days.

In the past few days, he has gradually adapted to his newly acquired magic power.

Although he can only slightly control the extent of the hurricane that rushes away at the moment, this feeling of being able to manipulate natural phenomena really makes him gradually indulged.

Therefore, recently, Babbre’s awe and longing for Maca may be more than the Queen.

"Mr. McLean is not coming tonight?"

Hearing what the former colleague in front of him said, Babel couldn't help but feel disappointed, so that he seemed a little uninterested in the prince's summoning.

Fortunately, at least for now, he still has a lot of obedience to the royal family.After knowing that the prince was looking for himself, he nodded quickly.

"Okay, I'll go now...thank you."

After expressing his gratitude to the other party, Babbre passed by and walked quickly towards the stairs on the side of the hall.

After a short while, he stepped on the rather gorgeous carpet of the royal family to the third floor, and after passing a corridor, he reached out and knocked on the door of the prince's study.

"True."

"Come in."

The prince's response was heard in the scriptures, and Babbray immediately opened one of the opening doors slightly, and then stepped in.

I have to say that, as the heir to the throne, even if this is just a temporary refuge manor, the study of the prince is still very large.

It is still a typical royal style decoration-magnificent but not clichéd. Even if Babray is generally used to it, he will still feel the pressure multiplied by the presence of royal family members.

Right now, His Royal Highness, who had seen Maca many times with his mother as the queen, was sitting behind his desk, which was as big as a dining table, and slightly raised his head to look at Babel who appeared at the door.

"You're here... well, come here!" The prince said to Babray, "Oh, yes! I just asked the maid and guards in charge of my place to leave first, before you come here, remember to close the door first. Take it!"

Babel, who had just come in from outside the door, immediately turned his head and closed the door, and then walked over lightly as the prince said.

But on the way to the prince's desk, he inadvertently glanced at the bookshelf on the side of the study, only to realize that there was another person besides the prince himself in the prince's study.

"That's... Mr. Davidson?"

Babbray looked at the back that seemed to be flipping through the books, and only looking at the robes, he realized that it should be the old Bishop Davidson-that because Mr. McLean is not pleasing to the eye, so these days, every He could only stand aggrieved outside the door with the guard in one experiment.

Who could have imagined that this former archbishop, who was once trusted by the Queen, would suddenly fall into that embarrassing situation?

"It is said... that he is actually a wizard too?"

While thinking about this, Babel had walked to the prince's desk.Immediately, he immediately put the mess of thoughts in his mind aside for the time being, and saluted the prince.

"His Royal Highness, may I ask if there is anything you want me to do?"

"Oh, no, at least not yet!" The prince smiled calmly at Babel, and nodded slightly, showing some kindness and kindness. "I'm letting you over this time, just want to chat with you. That's it...Don't stand there, there are chairs, sit down first!"

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness."

Babbre gave another salute, followed Cai Yiyan to the side of the desk, and sat down somewhat restrained.

At this moment, the prince behind the desk looked at him and said:

"You don't have to be so restrained, you know, you were no longer an ordinary guard a few days ago! That's right, that's it, just relax."

Seeing that Babel's posture was visibly relaxed, the prince turned his head:

"Speaking of this...how? Are you satisfied with the latest treatment given to you by the royal family? Without the tasks of patrolling and standing guard on weekdays, do you feel that your daily life has become a lot easier?"

When Babel heard this, he leaned slightly and said:

"This has to be thanked by Her Majesty the Queen's love and the Prince's concern... Yes, if you want to say it lightly, it is indeed a lot easier. However, in order to live up to the trust of the royal family, I am trying to get familiar with it every day The feeling of using magic. If you can master more tricks as soon as possible, you can serve the royal family as soon as possible."

He knew what to say when he met someone, and Babbre understood this very well—he knew very well that the reason the royal family took him seriously was magic.

At this moment, the prince immediately said:

"Don't have such a big psychological burden, don't worry! Your hard work and persistence are both in my eyes. Whether it is the perseverance in the experiment or the persistence in practicing at the back of the manor every day, we You can see it!"

At this point, the prince suddenly paused.Afterwards, he finally asked Babel a question that seemed like the real purpose of the conversation.

"That's right," the prince said suddenly, "how to put it...Babble, I don't know what you think of the wizard Mr. Maca McLean? Will you hate him? After all, he That reagent really caused you a lot of suffering—I was also watching it at the time, and I could see that you were obviously in pain at that time."

"Hate...?" Babray was taken aback when he heard the words, "maybe a little bit! Because anyway, the experiment has the possibility of death. After experiencing this kind of thing, I wonder who Will hate and fear it!"

While talking, Babbre quickly but hesitated:

"Of course, there must be nothing to hate now. It can even be said that if you don't experience such pain, you won't be able to get the power you are now."

"Well, is that true?" The prince nodded slightly. "But, don't you think Mr. McLean is... a bit too arrogant? Not to mention his attitude. At least I think he excluded Mr. Davidson from the experiment. It’s somewhat inappropriate..."

When talking about this, the old bishop on the bookshelf finally turned around.