Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Oh–“

With a light sound, Marx pushed the door of the Hogwarts Auditorium with his own hands.

At first glance, the four long tables extend all the way to the depths of the auditorium, and a large number of backrest chairs are neatly arranged on both sides of the table. The sunlight that came in through the fence window quietly landed on the table, leaving a trace of the road.

Since there has been no house elf cleaning and wiping in recent days, some dust has fallen on the tables and chairs, on the window sills, and on the empty oil painting frames, making the look of the rough look a bit old.

Of course, in terms of the history of the castle, the old seems to be as it should be by rights.

“Hogg…Woz.”

Marx, who just came back from France, wanted to have some spare time. Come and see if he has experienced many castles with him. However, no one’s Hogwarts seem to be dead, not what a school should look like.

Marx didn’t know if the four founders of the school first saw this when they first came here.

“… forget it.”

Marx, who was about to walk in and look at his eyes, was paused at the door, suddenly took back the foot that had just sold one step, then turned and walked out.

“boom.”

At the moment he left, the hall door was like being dialed by two invisible hands, and it was automatically closed.

This is obviously not the vibrant magic campus in Marx’s memory, and even if you look at it, you can’t make his mood better.

So, don’t worry too much now, or wait until everything is back on track in the future, and then have a good memory inside!

Although some people will definitely never come back again – just like the white beard old man who always likes to eat some weird sweets.

“…Marx…McLorne…”

Just as Marx stood on the lawn in the vestibule, and with the full sunlight and greenery temporarily expelling the inner depression, a voice suddenly slammed from the main entrance of the castle, causing Marx’s attention.

“Well?”

He turned back a little, and saw a translucent silhouette floating in a window on the side of the closed door, half-squinting and looking at the Marx on the side of the auditorium.

“Peeves?”

Yes, even though the original colorful clothes on that silhouette have faded a lot, the bow tie looks loose and the sleeping cap is on the side, and even the magic power reaction is much weaker. Marx naturally recognizes that it is the elf Peeves who used to be a hobby in the castle.

Slightly stunned, Marx immediately lifted his legs and walked over, and stood a little under the window sill that was beyond one person.

“Oh, McLorne… Are you coming again?” Peeves sneaked down a little, squatting on the window sill and looking down at Marx. “When are the little fools coming back to school?”

“Well,” Marx tried this, and he shook his head. “I said badly… Anyway, at least I have to wait until it is completely safe!”

“Is that the dark wizard last time?”

Peeves said, slammed over and leaned back on the window sill, swaying into the sky.

“Let’s go! Peeves is here waiting for you to solve the problem… Remember to hurry up! There isn’t even a silhouette here, it’s almost boring to die…”

When the voice did not fall, it suddenly threw a hand back and slammed a thick book down. Marx raised his hand subconsciously, but in the next second, he left the book precisely on his head.

“hahaha Ha… I am in the middle of it? Look at you like that… Don’t worry! This is not a shame – Dumbledore has been stunned by Peeves…”

Looking at Peeves, while laughing and leaving the window, fluttering to the depths of the corridor, Marx looked down at Hogwarts, a school history that was just on his head, silently sighed.

If he wanted to avoid or block Peeves’ sneak attack, it was naturally with no difficulty, but he stopped on the way.

Because he knows that Peeves just said that “it is almost boring to die”, not as arrogant as the other party’s tone.

As a noisy ghost born from the negative emotions of previous teachers and students, his existence is based on the people living in the castle.

In the past years, even during the holiday, there were many teachers, ghosts and a small number of students staying in the castle. Nowadays, there is really no one in the entire castle.

Marx knows that Peeves is obviously getting weaker and weaker, and that… probably at any time, it may be really “boring to die.”

It is a pity that even if you know that you will no longer exist, it will not be able to leave the castle and the land. There is no way for Marx to do this, because noisy is such a special existence.

“I will remember ‘faster’… you will wait again!”

Peeves is also part of Hogwarts – I believe many people will agree with this, including Marx.

Marx put the book in his hand on the window sill and then stopped staying. He turned his head through the lawn of the school court and walked at the school gate.

……

On the hillside not far from the school gate, the temporary radar station that has already been built is bathed in the sun. The big iron pan was moved toward the sky above the head, waiting for the moment it was needed.

Marx stopped in front of a small house under the iron pan and reached for the iron door and glanced inside.

Most of the muggles that were dispatched for debugging were removed, leaving only a bunch of messy, well-tuned instruments placed here, waiting to be activated tonight.

“In short, let’s pick someone up!”

Although most of them have been evacuated, there will always be several operators left, and the selected people have been living in Hogsmeade for wizard and magic.

Marx took the door with his hand and then took a step later, suddenly disappearing from the ground. When he reappeared, he came to the streets of Hogsmeade village.

In fact, there are also many residents who have moved away in succession. Only a few of the various magic shops are still open, and there seems to be no business.

Even after the start of the Hogwarts study tour, Herpo basically did not harass near the school. But after all, it is a matter of life. Most people obviously prefer to leave here and wait and see for a while.

Marx walked a few steps down the street, then turned a corner and walked into the alley in the middle of the two stores.