Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Marx absolutely didn’t expect that an inadvertent sentence could change the trajectory of history. This is something he should have thought of but could not predict.

Neville was not injured because of him; Malfoy didn’t pick up the Remembrall; Harry also found his Quiddich Seeker innate talent by Professor McGonagall because he didn’t ride the broom and Malfoy to compete for it.

In the eyes of others, everything is normal, and even the party Harry will not have any sense of violation.

But Marx is not. He doesn’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. This can only be said that the world he is in is a real World that can be seen and touched – this is what he understood when he lived in Plymouth. But until now, he really realized what it meant!

Should he maintain the World in memory; should he still throw away the past and use his body to touch and feel?

Thinking of this, Marx couldn’t help but shake his head.

Perhaps, from the moment he was here, he should not consider these irritating things. The wings of the butterfly are always instinctively waved, and it can never predict the change in the airflow, what the consequences will be. Instead of worrying about these uncontrollable things, it is better to calmly face the unknown future.

Marx never thought that he was a great person, maybe a little achievement, but that’s it.

“It’s just right to enjoy life!” Marx sighed.

“It sounds like a Master’s argument.” Hagrid also came over – he was watching the game on the Gryffindor side.

“Yes! Marx always likes to say something about old fogey.” Ron also laughed.

“This is wisdom! You don’t understand!” Hermione has been admiring Marx after being rescued by Marx from Troll.

“This is wisdom! You don’t understand!” Ron mimicked Hermione’s tone and said to Harry, Harry was teased and laughed.

“hmph!”

Hermione was ashamed and angry, don’t go over and not see Ron. Marx walked beside her, and Hermione turned her head and just turned to Marx’s line of sight.

“…” Hermione snorted, and slightly lightly turned his face and turned his head elsewhere.

After the Troll incident, Hermione and the relationship between them were not so stiff, it seems that Harry and Ron were the first to arrive at the bathroom. The details of Marx are not clear, but the Lions trio can continue to be friendly, but it is a good result.

After a while, they and Hagrid returned to the hunting lodge on the edge of Forbidden Forest, where the owner was making a cup of tea. Marx is coming back this time, obviously wanting to continue his practice of preparing potion at Hagrid for a while – he has been there several times.

“It’s Snape,” Ron explained to everyone. “Harry ran into Snape at Filch, and one of his legs was badly injured.”

“Snape is hurt?” Hagrid curiously. “What did he do?”

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Marx exchanged their eyes and didn’t know how to tell him. Eventually Harry decided to tell the truth.

“I found some of his things,” he said to Hagrid. “On Halloween, he wants to pass the big dog with three heads. It bites him! We think he wants to steal the big dog guard.

Hagrid hearing this put the teapot down.

“How do you know the three heads of Fluffy?” he asked seriously.

“Three heads of Fluffy?” Harry said.

“That is the Cerberus we saw.”

“Yes! It’s mine, I bought it from a Greek nephew I met at the hotel last year. I lend it to Dumbledore to guard it -“

“What?” Harry asked eagerly.

“Oh, don’t ask again,” Hagrid said rudely. “That’s the secret number one, understand?”

“But Snape wants to steal it!”

“Nonsense,” Hagrid added. “Snape is the Teacher of Hogwarts. He will never do that.”

“But why is he being … well, Fluffy – will it be bitten by it?” Harry loudly said, “I heard him say that!”

“I tell you, you are wrong!” Hagrid said violently. “You listen to me, all three of you listen to me! You are interfering with things that are not related to you. It is very dangerous. Forget the big dog, Forget what it is guarding, this is between Professor Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel –“

“Aha!” Harry said. “It’s also involved a person named Nicholas Flamel, isn’t it?”

Marx helpless looked at Hagrid and he only participated in one of the things, but he almost understood the whole situation.

Hagrid was standing there in anger – he was angry with himself.

The original plan is to cancel first. Now Hagrid is getting angry. He doesn’t think it is a good choice to stay now to make potion.

……

Time passed, the years flew, Hogwarts Although it was not snowing, the weather was very cold.

One thing I have to mention is that under the unremitting efforts of Marx, the new stealth potion has been successfully developed by him. Not to mention the long-term practical exercises, even the potion formula has been changed and changed, and it is difficult to say the hardships.

But fortunately, in any case, it is finally done.

That night, Marx drank potion and then plunged into the Restricted Section of the library. He can’t wait for those dangerous and mysterious dark magic!

Previously, he had learned through the magic book ordered by Flourish & Blotts, and even had learned some of the mantras related to dark magic, but those that were screened by Professors of Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts. If you want to really understand the essential difference between dark magic and white magic, you still have to go to the Restricted Section.

“Oh ah -“

Marx’s first book opened with unusual dark magic features. As the reader flips it open, a frightening face will appear on the pages of the book, giving a scream of shouting soul.

He quickly used wand to point out the smoothing of the magic fluctuations, and the face was calmed down, restoring the original appearance of the book.

“This shout seems to be a cry from the soul, not the actual physical sound.” Marx frowned and thought about it, then turned to the title page of the book.

“The weight of the soul comes from the sin that cannot be tolerated. – Ragnar Bastos”

He saw that under the word “weight”, he also wrote several small numbers and letters – “0.675ocm”.

“Ancient ounce unit?” Marx had some guesses, “This is the weight of the soul? How is it measured?”

He quickly browsed the catalogue and found that this is a book that deeply studies the soul magic. Although it is all theoretical research, there is no practical application record, but it is undoubtedly a very typical black magic book.

After watching it for a while, Marx found something wrong – the book still had a hidden magic wave that made him a little uncomfortable. Until he closed the book, this uncomfortable volatility disappeared.

After that, he continually flipped through several books, all of which explored the dangerous and mysterious magic knowledge. Some of them are quite resistant to being turned over and struggling to re-close themselves.

“The more the dark magic knowledge that tries to touch the essence of magic, the more relevant it is to humanity. What does this mean?” Marx left the Restricted Section and sat down at the library window, relaxing because of the dangers of dark magic. And the nerves that continue to tighten.

Filch seems to have come over and inspected because of the recent movement, but Marx didn’t even look at him, but he took a step closer to him when he passed, lest he would be hit directly by him.

Instead, Mrs. Norris looked puzzled at Marx, who was invisibility, but found nothing.

In Marx’s view, the contents of those restricted books are all in the name of the reader’s personality and heart. There are some books that even directly apply the magic of such a role, so that the reader always feels the question from the depth of one’s soul.

“No, there are a few books in it, I can’t just look at it at the moment.” Marx wiped the fine sweat from the forehead, dragging some tired body back to Dormitory, and he needed to empty his head. have a good rest.

A few days later, Marx, a half-cut stealth potion, was prepared, and a small waterproof label was attached to the bottles of the potion bottles. The label clearly stated the new name Marx gave them – Xianyin potion.

It seems to be very good. In fact, he just reorganized the words “Fairy” and “Stealth”. The lazy nature is undoubted.

Then he sneaked into the site of the Whomping Willow outside Forbidden Forest.

Since the time of the request, at the request of Marx, Professor Sprout of Herbology often takes him to take care of the strange plants that like this.

Professor Sprout is the head of Hufflepuff. She is a very kind and optimistic person, and she always shows an undisguised preference for her own house students.

The outstanding Marx has definitely become her favorite student in her heart. Regarding Marx’s request, Professor Sprout has not yet had a record of refusing to help!

This even includes permission for the “second greenhouse partial area borrowing” of the Marx application; and with her to take care of the Whoping Willow, which prohibits other students from approaching.

Of course, the reason for this, although some are curious about this plant, but Marx mainly focuses on the secret passage to Hogsmeade under the root of the tree.

At this point, standing in the place where the Whomping Willow of the baring fangs and brandishing claws could not reach, Marx did not try to rush in to find the so-called “crust” that would make it quiet. The tree on the trunk is so many, he doesn’t know which one, and he is not interested in going to each and everyone.

I saw him take out a small metal whistle, put it on his mouth and blow it gently. The silent sound went straight to Whomping Willow, and it immediately trembled.

“It looks pretty pretty, green,” Marx looked at it. “If it doesn’t move around.”