Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If the wizard can be seen by the muggle, and all kinds of magical creatures can’t be seen by the muggle. Then, when the wizards born through the bloodline transformation appeared in the eyes of muggle…

What do they look like?

Marx can’t be sure of this, but he can always understand from one of the shocking eyes of the old Victor – what the muggle can really see!

Looking back from the old Victor, he turned his head again and looked again in the distance.

It is a dementor, and it is still different from the previous shape of the dementor. Its black cloak is fluffy and complete, its eyes are reddish with rays of light, and its flying speed is much faster than the usual dementor.

More importantly, its palm is still full of flesh and blood, not the average dementor that is so thin to near death.

Marx actually discovered that the “dementor” can be said to be a magnificent magic power fluctuation, but it still hides a regular feature derived from the wizard.

Like this magic power fluctuation, Marx has only seen it in two non-humanoid creatures: one is the wizard in the Animagus state; the other is transformed and transformed into a bloodline like Millian. Magical raw wizard.

Looking at the unusual “dementor” moments around a tall building, Marx easily thought of the only culprit candidate, Herpo the Foul.

Let’s not say that anyone other than the dead old Eun can master this level of bloodline transformation technology, it is judged from the creature of “dementor”, and Herpo, who is a maker, is mostly unable to get rid of it.

“Can you all see ‘it’?”

Marx casually asked Viking father and son, and was ready to take out the staff at any time. As long as the special dementor is no longer hovering, but slightly changed, he will immediately shoot.

Because he understands that even if the barrier between magic circle and muggle world will one day be broken again, it should not be the present.

In particular, it should not be broken in this “bad form.”

“Of course! Can you have myopia in your eyes?” Even though he was hesitant in the sorrow, the old Victor’s tone of voice was still so rushing.

Behind him, his son, Little Victor, did not have the stench of his old man, but it seemed to be far worse than his psychological endurance.

“Oh… then, what is that? Can’t you see it? The gray half, translucent shadow?” His mouth snarled. “I can feel a chill out of this far…” You really can’t see? Don’t scare me!”

“I naturally saw it…”

Marx reached out and touched his arm, and then moved towards the direction of the old Victor.

“I suggest you take the father to the forest and hide it. I will go there and see.”

“Hey!”

When he had just finished speaking, he had not had time to open his legs, and he was caught by the other side.

“What have you done in the past? Who knows if the gadget is a ghost or an alien… I watch all sorts of messy events on TV. Most of the curiosity will follow extreme unlucky, or don’t join in the fun!”

“Don’t worry! The Scotland Yard is much closer than we are there -“

The “Scottish Field” in Marx’s mouth is actually another name for the London Police Department. But because of this, he was somewhat guilty in his heart… This incident was caused by a lot of sights from the downtown area, so the follow-up treatment will become more troublesome.

Of course, this time it is far from the last big scene of the “wizard and large magic creatures gathered in Haifa City”.

After gently pulling his arm back from the other hand, Marx quickly ran forward. Just when he left, he also left a small “mark” for the pair of father and son. After that, he also plans to ask a few more questions after that!

However, he did not expect that he did not run far, and Little Victor had chased him up. If this guy can take a few more steps, he will have the chance to flash into the woods next to him and put himself on the Disillusionment Charm.

“what happened?”

Marx glared at the uncle that was slightly filtering for breath, and he was already thinking about whether he would give him a magic like Confundus Charm.

only……

“Daddy… I have to follow you, let me go with you to see what you are…” He also looked puzzled. “Really, I didn’t understand what he wanted me to see.” …See how the translucent monster killed me? If he forced me…”

“en?”

Listening to him, Marx suddenly felt a bit strange – why did Old Victor say this? Is that the ancient weird old man… is actually a little special squib?

Unfortunately, Marx does not sense any magic power activity from the other with the body. Logically speaking, even Squib’s magic power has some activity – even if the activity can be said to be extremely weak.

Old Victor… Even if it is, it is at least not a general type of squib.

“If that’s the case, then you can follow it!” Marx thought, “but if you just run like this, I think you probably can’t keep up…”

I don’t know what he thought of. In short, he seems to be willing to bring this “tired” in the true sense.

“Remember, what you see next will probably be forgotten in the future. So… if you can enjoy this excitement, then take a look!”

After all, I saw Marx smashing it into the woods by the road. In a short time, two silent silhouettes that almost no one could see slammed out of the forest and then flew high into the distance.

In the mountainside garden of Greenwich Park, Old Victor still looks at the gray apparition in the distance, but he is ignorant of Marx and his son who are also in the air.

……

“Roar -“

Ordinary dementor, will not make any sound, let alone this incomprehensible embarrassment. However, this special dementor will.

Under the tall building, the muggles on the streets have become confused. Even though the translucent monster hasn’t made any hurts, some people have escaped in the crowd.

As for the rest of the rest, most of them gathered around, and they looked up and watched.

For a time, this crossroads whispered, screaming, whispering, and even the monster pointing in the air was laughing and laughing.

When Marx slid his face to the slightly white of Victory, the bottom was already a mess.

Landing on the roof of an unobtrusive office building, he lifted the Levitation Char on Little Victor and saw the other’s legs squatting down.

“This… What the hell is going on? Fly? Was it flying now? Will I fly?” Little Victor held the concrete board underneath, and said loudly said, “This world is crazy, still Am I crazy?”

Standing on the edge of the roof, Marx looked at the opposite dementor and did not return to the ground:

“You should be this world crazy!”

He is still just watching, and did not directly go to the dementor to solve.

Because he knew very well, Herpo is very likely to be nearby. If you do not dig this source out, simply dealing with the dementor is not only of little significance, but also adds danger to yourself.

Herpo is not an ordinary character, and the previous failure has given him enough lessons.

However, at this time, Marx is not just keeping on the sidelines. In this situation, he actually continued to talk to Little Victor, which is somewhat puzzling.

Just listen to his muggle behind him:

“Actually, I can explain it for you simply… For example, my identity is actually ‘wizard’, and I can use all kinds of strange ‘magic’. It is a danger to hover around the tall building opposite. Dark magic creature.”

“wizard ?magic?” Little Victor enearing this, suddenly surprised and even forgot to forget, “Do you mean the kind of ‘magic’ in those myths?”

“There is a part that is more similar!” Marx shrugged, but still looking around.

“Oh…ha! magic?”

Perhaps everything was too bizarre, so that Little Viktor couldn’t help but smile with a strange look, but there was no half smile.

“Well… to be honest, if I just flew once, I wouldn’t believe it…” After he was tangled with messy for a while, then he tried to ask, “That… ‘wizard like you ‘More? Why did I live so big, I have never seen it before? I have never reported anything in newspapers and on television…”

Marx shook his head and shook his head:

“If you have to say something, there are still some traces in the news media. For example, if you see an inexplicable incident on it, it might be related to ‘wizard’.”

Speaking of this, I saw him spread his hands again.

“As for the number of wizard groups…” he roughly estimated, “Well, the full registration of the entire Britain seems to have risen to the 5000 population recently, but if it counts as a black household…maybe more than 10,000?”

“So much -” Little Victor had just thought that this was a lot, but he quickly shook his head. “Oh, okay… Is this more or less?”

“It’s already a lot,” Marx said. “As far as I know, just push back ten years, and that number will be less than half of it…and it’s even less.”

I don’t know why he is. At this time, I still talk about the increase and decrease of the magic circle in the same muggle. At the same time, his search for Herpo did not actually fall.

“And the so-called ‘monster’ that you see now is from the hands of some ‘most dangerous black man’.”