Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Since the return of the UK, after the thinking of for a long time, Hermioni is probably true.

She no longer attracted to the feelings that once made her persistence for a long time, nor will it still feel that it seems that I can't catch up. Therefore, she has even been able to see the funeral of "he" as the protagonist, so that the sight is easy to cross the towering mountain, looking to a more distant scenery.

"I seem to have begun to understand, 'He' why did you make such an inexplicable thing."

Ron looked at Hermione and filled the side face of the sickness, and the remaining half of the pie was forgotten to eat. He is just a flash in the mind, it seems to be, and there is still a little confused to Navi.

"What?" Navi did not hear his whisper and asked.

Ron is also one of them, but it shook his head.

"No, there is nothing ... probably I think more! After all ..."

His voice is, the more light, the last thing I can't distinguish what I am in the end. Only in a hunger, the thigh root and alchemy limbs are even more slightly painful, and the facts have been reminded that certain facts have happened.

......

This funeral with hero will be held today.

This news has been spread out with the arrival of the harbor camp. In the case of meaning, this work is considerable.

Although the date of the funeral is always avoided in advance, it is a suggestion that the camp is still successfully created in the whole place of the Federation of the Federation of Mrs. Maxim.

It seems that there is a infection in this atmosphere, and today's weather is a bit gloomy.

Beginning in the morning, there are many Muggles people in the camp. Under the gaze of many wizards, they play the instruments that all wizards can't understand, preparing for the next live broadcast.

However, even if these are selected after multiple screening, they are facing not far from the "rumored" wizards. They still can't help but cast curious attention from time to time - Yes, Just as those who are watching their own wizards.

Ok, in any case, the work is a priority. As they can be selected to come here, you can know what you are doing.

"One machine is in place!"

"The communication signal confirmation, the main station studio confirmation, the distribution delay confirmation."

"Adjust it, be sure to ensure the live broadcast!"

"Adjust it!"

Time is a bit tight, they don't have more than a louder, so soon, it will be completely investing in the layout of the scene.

Compared to how much the guests who don't do, they are undoubtedly more responsible - just a group of wizards, after having read many whistlers from the front line, it is a few wonders People, they will not make them surprised.

Not much time, with a curious psychology, the gods also returned to the camp under the guidance of the joint staff in the campground, and began to eat in a hurry.

At this time, Maxim naturally will never prepare anything rich breakfast, and her own dining process is even if it is in this time.

After the cold tea, I took a few dried food. She left a few black tea to go to the door of the tent, looked up and looked at the sky, and frowned slightly.

"Although it is very in line with today's tone, but ... Yin Tian, ​​it is a happy weather! Especially now, will always let people think about what ..."

"But the lady, I remember, Maca seems to like the cloudy."

This will stand out outside Maxim's tent. Or, it is actually what "happiness" is, because she is in the upcoming funeral today, and served as a representative of Maca in the world.

It may be a little strange, because the relationship between hibiscus and Maca seems to be close, currently in these people in the camp, it should not be come up with her.

Can Maxim still attended her identity.

After all, in the vast majority of the outside of this funeral today, Maca's interpersonal relationship is vague. Since no one makes an objection, no one takes the initiative to ask, that's doing this.

"Yes?" Maxim heard it down, "McLean's preferences ...? So, today is cloudy, it is a good thing."

After leaving such a sentence, Maxim immediately walked into the tent. It's just that the side face is about to enter the shadow. The hibiscus that turned around is invisible in the eyes of the other party.

Maxim is also a person who has met with Maca, and now in the environment, we will be far more than the old old man who is more than his own young people. Even if it is now the present ", It is probably inevitably sighed in persistence.

It is the Mrs. Maxim's body is too tall. It can only look at the hibiscus who can look at it in close range. It is just a illusion that the picture you see in this moment is just a illusion.

Just a period of time in Furong stopped thinking, the tent in front of me, and then calm down again, the more people in the air before the tent, the more people get more ...

The funeral ceremony finally started.

"Bill?" Seeing the lovers walked through the crowd, Furong also took the initiative to rely on the past, whispered, "Hermione also came over?"

"Oh," Bill shakes his head, "said it is possible to go directly to the ceremony before camp!"

"Will it be?" Furong rose, "Ah! Is it going to pick Harley?"

When I saw Hermione yesterday, she had already perceived some signs. Although no one knows, she can feel that the small partner seems to be active for this funeral.

Sure enough, the Bill was once again shaken again.

"You must have something happening ... When you look at it! Hone other words, I don't know much - until Juni and Ron have not said to me."

Just when two people conversation, Maxima tall figure finally reappeared in the tent. At this time, Furong found that the other party had changed a black mourning, meticulous, and vigorous.

"Amway, let's get started!"

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