Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Hermione finally failed to talk to the mysterious trench coat wizard for too long.

Maybe it’s because the other person doesn’t want to say anything more, or because the two have no common language that allows the dialogue to be established. Until the end of the lunch time, Hermione could not find some useful words from the simple response of the trench coat.

Except for the first sentence, the other party was shaken when it mentioned Marx.

Half an hour after lunch, Marx sat in the high stands of the Quiddich stadium, watching Hermione do flying exercises on the field while enjoying the moment of peace with the Chunchun branch.

Of course, it was already accustomed to the windbreaker wizard that followed him, and at the moment he also fell in the position behind him.

“hu ——”

Looking at the silhouette of Hermione, which looks like a little flamboyant, from the stands, Marx can’t help laughing. The more he is at this time, the more he hopes that a day like this can last forever.

Unfortunately, some people may not agree with his idea.

“…Do you like this season?”

Suddenly, Marx asked casually, and what he asked was naturally sitting behind him, staring at the “new friend” he looked at in the back of his head.

However, he quickly heard the other person’s answer – although that might be slightly different from his expected answer.

“I do not know.”

“Is it?” Marx nodded. “At least I like it… I like early spring from the past, especially the morning sun shone brightly. I will sit on the roof outside the window, blowing the sea breeze and looking at the sea and The place where the sky meets… that makes me forget a lot of unpleasant things.”

“I don’t hate the words of the sea.”

When he talked about the way, he suddenly heard the windbreaker wizard behind him also interjected.

Although it was interrupted, but Marx did not care, he listened to him and put down some memories of his heart, with a little nicely said:

“In this case, when I was on the island, how could I not see you going to the beach?”

The other person’s hearing this seems to be a bit silent, after a few seconds:

“Maybe because I have seen enough already? And, I just don’t hate it, I don’t know how much I like it.”

Marx naturally can’t understand this kind of endless, but it won’t prevent him from being an ordinary listener.

After all, the so-called listener sometimes doesn’t need to know too much, and he is only responsible for listening.

Not long after, when the two were talking aimlessly, they practiced a few round-trip Hermione rounds on the stadium, and stopped lightly above the stands.

“Rest awhile?”

Marx lifted his head slightly, and his eyes picked up to cover the somewhat bright midday sun.

Rimming on this to the broomstick, and shook his head.

“No… I just want to ask, when will the outside world be completely over?”

When she heard her ask, Marx couldn’t help but smile. Asking this kind of question that knows that there is no answer is not the style that Miss Granger has always been – this is a suspicion that there is nothing to talk about.

“Resolve it as quickly as possible!” he said, suddenly turning again. “Hermione, do you need me to practice with you for a while? I think you know for sure that Quiddich is a team sport, even if Seeker needs to cooperate. ”

If placed before, Marx offered to be a sparring partner, which may be something Hermione couldn’t do. Even if she didn’t like Quiddich at the time, she would have thought that she would bring the broom along with Marx to the sky.

But today, Hermione unexpectedly shook her head again, and the expression on her face was even a firm one.

“No, no more.”

Then, Marx saw her as if she was hiding something. Pulling up the broomstick and turning back to the sky, she soon had only a small back.

“That’s Miss Granger, isn’t it?” behind the trench coat, “I think she should have a lot of thoughts in her heart.”

Marx listened to a slight glimpse before he swears:

“In fact, everyone’s heart is complicated, and there are also things that can’t be told to others. Especially when the goals in their hearts are entangled with you.”

“Can you be eliminated? Maybe, if you go, she will say it.”

“Well, maybe it is like this.”

Marx unexpectedly affirmed this sentence for the person behind him.

“But,” he said. “Although this is just my ‘arrogance’, but I still have to say – Hermione Granger is a strong female child, no one has the right to bind her, even if it is cared for No excuses.”

At this point, he paused a little.

“Of course, proper care is also necessary. After all, there will be times when we are tired. At the beginning, it was she and another female child who told me this.”

Marx had a headache when he thought of the “three-face talks” in the Hogwarts library.

After hearing the words of Marx, the windbreaker wizard sitting behind can not help but secretly grin.

“‘No one has the right to bind her’…?”

For a long time without words, the other person looked at his silhouette and thought silently:

“…that is his respect for others, so that I can sit here safely and not worry about revealing my identity!”

Marx is certainly not a “good guy” that people often say, because even for Herpo the Foul, he never feels that the other party’s actions are wrong;

But he is definitely not a wicked person. After all, even when he treats a reluctant female child, he always has a respectful heart.

“It’s a awkward guy.”

……

When Marx and the trench coat wizard left, it was still sent by Hermione.

But at the moment the vestibule’s lawn went to the school gate, Marx slammed back and saw the faint golden above the astronomical tower.

Under the light of the sun, it reflects the radiance of the eye-catching…

After a few days, Marx returned to school again, but this time he is no longer just two people.

On the same day, he, the old Victor, the old bishop, came to the hillside near the school gate with a big guy wrapped in huge canvas. Of course, the windbreaker wizard is still quietly following him, doing nothing, and saying nothing.

After Marx waved his staff and laid down the tall, tall objects on the hillside, the old bishop asked the Muggle man from the Queen to follow the transport helicopter.

It seems that in order to deal with the big rock that is about to land, Marx is really painstaking.

This time, temporarily relocating to Hogwarts Castle is a meaningful thing for Marx. The only regret is that he couldn’t go back to the original office. At the moment, he can only live with his colleagues in the room.

As for the muggle outside, although I feel a little sorry, I have to grieve them to tie the tent to sleep.

“At least these nights are not too cold.”

After dinner on the same day, Marx finally reunited with his “old student”, and everyone sat together on the long table in the auditorium.

Right now, he is working with Ron on the wizard war he invented by him that year.

“Dragon, h3 goes to h7 – Ron, don’t just worry about the main force attacking the castle, the overall situation is more important than the local.”

“Giant, d9 advances four grids!” Ron pointed to the board and said, “Hey, Marx, I won’t be on you… You see the power in me is too powerful, I am afraid I will break through your defense directly?” ”

“Is it?” Marx glanced at him with a sneak peek. “I tell you the truth today, the power of the wizard can be great—wizard, g20 to h20!”

“What? Do you want to break my castle with a wizard?” Ron said loudly. “How is this possible? Have you forgotten that the wizard needs three rounds to attack?”

Marx hearing this, and suddenly smiled.

“This is no longer necessary,” he said. “You calculate it yourself. Within three rounds, can you have a few non-combat pieces back to the castle gate?”

“Uh……”

As Ron calculated the number of steps, the surrounding young wizards were not clearly aware of the heartily.

“Okay,” Marx waved. “This is your most promising one, but unfortunately, the three-game losing streak has already been decided – go back and write homework!”

Well, he was a professor not long ago. He didn’t let the big guys get together for too long. After all the people in the auditorium were rushed back to the common room, he returned to the front door of the auditorium.

Because there are no people who have come to the auditorium to gather together, there are Luna and Hermione.

Marx learned from Charlotte’s mouth that Luna and Hermione are generally practiced in Quiddich every day for two short periods of time.

If Hermione is in class in the afternoon, then Luna will be in the afternoon after school, and then the two will go to occupy the entire venue after dinner and homework.

Not long after, Marx came to the Quiddich stadium with the stars in the sky, and then he saw the two figures chasing each other in the sky.

In the night, it is not very clear. Only when the moon pokes out from behind the clouds can the outline of the two people flying in the air be clearer.

“Don’t you go flying for a while?”

Cold, he heard a sound that was not stranger not far from his side. This time it wasn’t the windbreaker wizard who had been running around with him all the time, but he often came quietly to appreciate Charlotte, who was practicing Quiddich.

“Still forget it!” Marx seemed to have known her arrival, and she didn’t go back to the ground. “I think they don’t necessarily want me to bother now!”

However, how long can such a day last?