Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Marx…who is this where you put Harry?”

Looking at Marx coming back from the camp, Ron seemed to be curious and couldn’t help but ask. In this regard, Marx is only shrugged, casually:

“What do you think?”

“Uh–“

Ron thought about it, random is somewhat uncertainly speculated:

“Not a Lockhart guy?”

“Oh, congratulations, right!”

As he spoke, he sat down on the dead trunk that Harry had sat before, and then grabbed a handful of Harry’s broken stone from the cauldron at his feet.

Then, he saw him stretch his neck again and glanced at the inside of Ron.

“I suggest that you better grind it out, or else, Hermione will come back and expect it to be angry again!”

“Hey! Marx,” Ron heard this, and suddenly he was distressed. “It’s too tired to grind it by hand! And you see it – this stone is a stone, the gravel is also a stone, and it has become bare for a long time. It!”

“Don’t you find some stone grinds with a softer texture?”

Marx shook his head and randomly threw the gravel in his hand into the cauldron. He clap his hands and said:

“Don’t say this first… Ron, I have something to do for you. It’s very important, and it needs to be kept secret – no one but me can mention it. Would you like to help me?”

“Secret mission? Let me do it?”

When Ron heard it, his right hand, which was holding the sarcophagus, was suddenly stopped, and then he saw him looking at Marx with a confused look:

“why?”

“Well…” Marx looked straight at his face, which was full of wonders, and replied after stopping. “Although I said that you might be upset, but… how do you say? You-“

He hadn’t finished talking yet, but Ron across from him seemed to understand what he meant. He raised his hand and gestured a little.

“Wait, let me guess,” he said subtly. “Do you want to say… because I can’t do anything at all, the sense of existence is too low, so even if I do anything, it’s hard for others. I will notice. And it is because of this that you choose to find me?”

“Oh!”

Marx listened to him so straightforwardly, and could not help but wave:

“No, no, no, ‘can’t do anything’… is a ‘low-key’!”

“Hey, Marx!” Ron smirked and scratched his head. “Do you think we have known for a few years? Really, talking to me doesn’t need such euphemism, it’s not like you at all! If it’s in the past You will be able to speak out straightforwardly, and then stimulate me again -“

“Is it?” Marx shrugged.

“That’s it!” Ron curl one’s lip, crying and sulking. “What you are best at is to beat people first, and then convince others with the ideals and hopes… As you said, Instead, I feel that I am really useless!”

“Oh, sorry!” Marx didn’t hesitate to laugh. “Okay… then, Ron… I just mentioned the secret you listened to or didn’t listen to?”

“Listen! Why don’t you listen?” Ron said. “I just just because I was too surprised and didn’t have spiral slowly recovers! But since you think I am the best candidate, why should I refuse?” This is a rare opportunity to do something for me too!”

As he spoke, he saw that he suddenly shrank his neck and whispered:

“For Marx, is that… life-threatening?”

When Marx heard it, he rolled his eyes.

“Yes!” he said without words. “Is it still unwilling?”

“This–” Ron stunned for a moment, and finally became extremely difficult. “Ah! Go out, let me know! What do you want me to do? I haven’t regretted it and said it!”

“There is a bone!”

Marx looked at his deputy, and he couldn’t help but laugh, but he quickly put away the joke, very authentic:

“Okay, don’t laugh! Just now I said that life is dangerous, it is scaring you – in fact, as long as you perform normally, basically it can be said that there is no danger! Well, you sit again. Come over, listen to me…”

When Ron got closer, it was only after Marx first put a vocal curse around him, and then he lowered his voice:

“First of all, I believe what I said when I introduced the female child, you also heard it – she was originally Herpo’s men. Before in downtown London, her two companions died because Herpo suddenly went out of control. Finally, I saved her, so she followed me back.”

“And then… you should be her to repay me! Although the details are even more complicated…” Marx casually skipped some details and went on, “In short, she handed Herpo to her, and Herpo. A secret mentioned by chance told me to listen.”

Having said that, Marx raised his brow slightly and seemed to be still worried.

“The first thing, about her mission, then I won’t talk to you for the time being. I will tell you the secret directly.” He whispered. “It is said that Herpo didn’t know when it was already moving around us. Some hands and feet, buried a ‘spy’ who doesn’t know who it is. Obviously, this is a huge hidden danger for us, because it is very likely to be an acquaintance of us!”

“and so–“

Listening and listening, Ron’s expression became more serious, because he also easily realized the seriousness.

To be honest, the existence of a spy, this kind of thing is actually big or small, the key depends on the ability of the spy.

But when it comes to Herpo, the one who thinks about burying the spy, it makes people feel a little bit uneasy.

“So, you are going to let me find a way to sneak in the dark, who is most likely to be controlled by Herpo?” Ron hesitated. “Oh… this is a secret that no one can say! If it is the spy Knowing that we have perceived his existence, things can become more complicated.”

“Yes,” Marx nodded said. “So, as long as you can keep it secret, a spy who hasn’t received Herpo’s direct order is necessarily safe for you – ‘he’… or ‘her’, There will be no threats at all.”

Being able to hide so deep around them is not something that ordinary spies can do. So strictly speaking, the spy who doesn’t know who it is will never easily reveal his identity, so it can even be said to be “friendly.”

“I understand,” Ron said slightly. “You say it! Is there any advice?”