Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Belgium is a small country caught in the midst of the great powers of Western Europe. It has always been tossed and turned, and did not become independent until the mid-nineteenth century.But the history of this land is equally long and long.

As for those Belgian wizards who have always stood outside of conventional conquests, their ancestors can even be traced back to the ancient Celtic period.

As a result, they gradually inherited the passionate and wild banquet customs.

To be honest, the style of this banquet is actually somewhat out of tune with this Gothic palace-the strange scene of burning a bonfire indoors is the first time that even the well-informed Mrs. Maxim met. To.

But... what should I say?This kind of reckless banquet is really the most relaxing way of activity.

Right now, the empty hall was already full of people, and everyone was sitting around a low table outside, enjoying the wine and food freely.

The elegant and light harp sound is mixed with the drum sound of the African Konka drum, plus the saxophone invented in Belgium, it does not seem awkward at all.The melody and rhythm blend together, making all guests feel the most special style of this land.

When the setting sun sinks into the horizon and dusk turns into night, the pile of logs stacked in the center of the hall is instantly ignited by a soft magic flame.There was no thick billowing smoke, but only a faint fragrance diffused in the hall, making the atmosphere of the banquet more illusory and true.

Before long, the guests saw a group of people walk into the hall from the door, and the person in the middle was the Prime Minister of Belgium.Hermione noticed that when the other party saw this scene in the temple, she seemed to be surprised.

Ms. De Quinn followed the old butler to say hello to the Prime Minister, and then they did not disturb too many people's interest at the moment, but very low-key invited the Prime Minister to sit inside the hall.

Soon, De Quinn returned to the main seat on Hermione's side, and Mrs. Maxim nodded slightly towards her.

"Flap."

The next moment, Ms. De Quinn raised her hand and patted twice.Then everyone saw that the two teams of beautiful women in dance costumes danced all the way from the side door of the hall, sliding gently to the bonfire in the center.

They dragged the non-hot magical flames in the middle, and also moved the hearts of the guests onto the colorful dance floor.

"These girls should be the same as me, more or less of some Veeva blood," Fleur whispered softly in Hermione's ear, "Ms. DeQueen has taken a lot of thought this time."

Upon hearing this, Hermione nodded slightly.

Yes, it is obviously more difficult to find a girl who is mixed with so many veevas than it is to find some veevas to dance, and I don't know where she got it.

"After all, there are still some Muggles here today," Hermione also whispered. "If it was a Veeva, they would have missed it."

And to be honest, Veeva's charm ability is too powerful. Generally, even if they are invited to dance, there are not many men who can really appreciate it.Just like on the Quidditch World Cup, many wizards were just a little confused. Those veils have already finished their work. Where can I enjoy the dance?

It's a pity that even though De Quinn had spent a lot of time at this dinner party, and organized such a wonderful banquet in a short time, Hermione could not get in at all.

Seeing the beautiful dances in the field, listening to the melodious music in the hall, and smelling the fragrance of food, wine, and spices, she only felt that she was a little out of place in her heart, and she was drifting away from the world outside the banquet.

Well, to be precise, what lingered in her heart at this time was still the misty land of Britain across the Strait.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked in through the back door, shuttled between the slightly messy guests, and came all the way to Hermione's side.

"There is news from Granger Camp that it is Mr. Porter and five people who have returned to Weymouth Port."

"what?"

Upon hearing the wizard's message, Hermione was startled.

"Wait...'Five'?"

"Yes," the other party nodded. "There are five people, Mr. Potter, Brother Weasley, Mr. Longbottom and Miss Abbott. More specific news has not reached our side. , But it should be fast too."

"Then... Where is Mr. Blois?"

Hermione understood that the other party should have only received these news, so she just muttered to herself, then turned her head and gently pulled Madam Maxim next to her.

"There is new news from the camp, saying that Harry is back-I will check it out first, so I can only trouble you to take care of it here."

"Oh?" Maxim heard it, and couldn't help but frowned, "So fast? According to your previous estimate, shouldn't it be a few more days at the earliest?"

"I don't know, maybe there is something wrong." Hermione said, "Anyway, let me see Harry and the others first! They are coming back this time, they must have a lot of very important information in their hands."

"Well, you go! If you get to Cherbourg but they haven't come, you must be careful when you go to Weymouth."

After a few simple words, Hermione didn't disturb the others, and just followed the wizard who had come to report the letter and quietly left the banquet hall.

Especially the Patriarch Blois didn't seem to have returned with Harry and the others. She thought about it and decided that it would be better to wait for everything to be confirmed before telling the old butler.

...

A moment later, Granger camp near the port of Cherbourg, France.

Hermione, who was visible outside the camp door, nodded in greeting at the guard at the same door, and walked straight through the camp to the tent in the center of the camp.

And then she discovered that Percy was alone in the tent, and Harry and the others did not seem to have returned to France from Weymouth.

"Hermione, you are here." When Percy saw Hermione's arrival, she immediately got up from the table to meet her. "I know what you want to ask, but I only received one message from my side. Then I responded. The secret letter sent in the past received no response."

While talking, he handed over an opened note.

"no respond?"

Hermione took the note and looked at it before saying:

"The handwriting is not rushed, it should not be written hastily... That is to say, otherwise there is a small accident that is not a big problem; otherwise, it is what happened to the Weymouth camp after the secret letter was sent. ...Percy, organize the team, I want to go."

Hearing this, Percy nodded immediately.

"Already preparing."