Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Squeaky-"

When pushing open the closed side door of the church, the slightly rusty hinge made a harsh sound, which made people get goose bumps.

And then, before everyone took a few more glances at the dim and gloomy space behind the door, a series of dull noises suddenly came out from the darkness deep in the church and entered everyone's ears. .

It was like...someone was beating a piece of wet and rotting wood.

"This is the foyer," Neville whispered after listening to the strange movement for a few seconds. "It was almost the same here when we came last time-because Maca and the others don't seem to go here normally. The side is usually entered and exited directly from the front door at the corner next door, so there is no lighting."

"Well," Hermione nodded. "Since it's the same everywhere, let's go in!"

"Ok...oh, you can go directly to the church hall by taking the side gallery on the right," Neville pointed to the right, "Maca, they should all be there... Uh, I mean, probably."

Upon hearing this, Hermione looked around inside the door, then took the lead and turned and walked towards the door Neville said.

This church should be considered one of the largest among all the churches in the UK, and in today's mist, the larger and empty the building, the darker it is.Fortunately, Hermione, who had been accustomed to night tours of Hogwarts Castle since childhood, obviously wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.

The sound of everyone's footsteps reverberated in the room, mixed with the inexplicable tapping sound that has not stopped until now, and it is a bit indistinguishable for a while.

And soon, they walked through the side porch and came to the entrance of the church's nave.

"Maca in there?"

Standing at the door and looking inside, Hermione looked a little confused, because the central hall in front of her was almost darker than the hall and this corridor outside.Looking in, there was almost nothing to see except the prayer bench near the door, and everything was submerged in the dark mist.

"Shouldn't it?" Neville and other people who have been here all looked inside, showing incomprehension, "the last time we came here, there was a magical ball of light floating on the ceiling of this central hall. The whole hall is illuminated as if during the day. Not to mention dispelling the fog, at least there is no problem in seeing it at a glance."

When Hermione listened, she was silent for a moment before she frowned slightly:

"Will... Maybe Maca isn't here anymore."

This guess, in fact, she wanted to say when she saw those figures from outside just now, but if Maca wasn't here, who would turn this ancient city into this...and who would it be?

Since it was on this British land where there were enemies on all sides, everyone heard Hermione's doubts and couldn't help looking at each other.

But after that, she didn't know what Hermione suddenly thought of, and she raised her brows suddenly.

"Regardless of whether Maca is or not, at least...I think I might know who made the...those'things' out there!"

Before she could say anything, she waved her hand without looking back, beckoning everyone to follow her.Then, she suddenly quickened her pace and followed the knocking sound to the depths of the church hall.

Everyone didn't know what she was thinking of, it was obvious that she was so, and she had to rush away.

Not long after, the group of them, headed by Hermione, quickly passed through the unmanned and dark central hall, through a half-open door at the deepest point, into a place similar to a lounge, and then entered more. In the dark corridor.

This corridor is a bit tortuous, with many doors on either side—most of them are open without any cover, with nothing but old furniture inside.

And once in a while, seeing one or two closed doors, Hermione didn't seem to open her mind to take a look, and went straight to the direction where the tapping sound sounded.

"Crack."

Until, Hermione gently opened a certain door between her and the sound, and a gleam of light finally passed through the gap between the two doors suddenly and fell into everyone's eyes.

Maybe it was staying in the dark for too long, the light still made everyone feel a bit dazzling, so they couldn't help but raise their hands to cover it.

After that, they finally cleared the scene hidden behind this door.

It was a petite figure, sitting on a relatively large wooden rocking chair facing the door.While slowly shaking back and forth with the rocking chair, she grabbed a small hammer up and down, knocking...a spine resting on her thigh?

And just around the rocking chair, there were piles of various human bones, all scattered randomly on the floor in a very messy manner.

Ron, who was leaning forward, dared to swear. He just glanced at it and saw more than one skull from the horrible pile of bones.The hollow eyes made him hurriedly retract his head again, and he didn't even have any interest in seeing who was sitting on the rocking chair.

"Sarah."

Standing at the door, Hermione called out in a very subtle tone.

"Hush," Sarah in the rocking chair stopped her work and raised an index finger to the door, "I still have a lot of'babies' who need to sleep here. Be careful not to wake them up."

After lowering her voice and saying such a sentence, she raised her hand again.Upon hearing this, Hermione and the others subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction she was pointing.

But at the other end of this large room, there were rows of rectangular stone cylinders that looked like coffins neatly placed, with dark green liquid rippling slightly inside.Looking from this doorway, only the outermost stone jars can vaguely see the human-like objects lying in the liquid.

Hermione took a few more glances, unable to accept it for a while, and couldn't help standing still for a moment.Then, she shook her head slightly, and put this weird scene aside.

"Sarah, where's Maca?" she asked in a softer voice than before.

"Maca has something to do, I left temporarily," Sarah held up the spine she had been tapping just now, admiring it back and forth, without looking up, "Oh, yes, it's with Miss Blois and Her father went with him. If you want to find Maca, just wait here!"

"How long?" Neville couldn't help asking.

"How long?" Sarah thought for a while, then shook her head, "I don't know that, Maca didn't say it."

Hermione hesitated for a while, and finally asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.

"Then...what are you doing here?"