Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…hold a long cane?”

“Yes, and that gentleman looks very young, but the conversation is very mature…”

“Oh, that’s Marx! It must be Marx!”

In this old church, Ra’s friends are sitting on the bench and Hermione and Harry and the others gather at the front steps to talk to Little Victor.

When Little Victor told the gentleman who told him a lot of things, everyone quickly realized that it was Marx.

Hermione paused, then asked again:

“Sir, what did he say to you? Have you ever talked to you about those dark creatures?”

Since she has led so many people to London, she naturally wants to know more. Not to mention that she has doubts about the cause behind this disaster. Just listen to Marx’s views on the monsters, and maybe the trip will be smoother.

Unfortunately, Marx explained a lot to Little Victor, but it was just giving him the common sense of magic circle that’s all.

After all, even if Marx wants to find someone to analyze the monsters, can’t it be discussed with a muggle?

As for Freena after that, the internship secretary of the Ministry of Magic, although very enthusiastic, is very willing to confuse Little Viktor.

But her level, but still far from enough to understand the terrifying monsters made by Herpo, are all things.

“I don’t think he should have said it,” said Little Viktor, shaking his head at Hermione. “To be honest, even if he said it, I probably couldn’t understand it… yes, are you the army in the wizard? Specially dealing with those horrible monsters?”

Ever since I saw everyone fighting with such a large group of monsters, he was amazed by the power of the little friends.

He has not seen other wizards fighting monsters, but even those so-called “Auror”, absolutely no such young wizard has performed so well.

Especially the sense of unity and uniformity, is it the same as the army of muggle?

Only after hearing it, Hermione could only look at Harry and the others.

“Although we call ourselves ‘ra(reservearmy)’, it is not really a ‘preparatory army’…” she explained a little. “Most of us are students of the same magic school, even if there are some After graduating, they are just ordinary wizards…”

“Oh, is this?” Little Victor was surprised. “Students? How come that…”

He was talking, and suddenly recalled some of the words he had just learned, and then continued:

“Oh, I mean, I saw some people in the ‘wizard’s policeman’ not long ago… It seems to be called ‘Auror’? But… I don’t think they are all too good for you?”

Seeing Little Victor, Hermione couldn’t help feeling a little pride, but she was modestly said:

“No, this can’t be said… In terms of personal strength, probably none of us can match Auror. But we have a very good and very powerful professor who organized training for us and taught us Valuable knowledge, so we are -“

“Hermione,” Harry listened and couldn’t help but interrupt. “I have to say, you don’t have to put all your efforts on Marx – he won’t want it. Oh, sir… Yes, what you met before was our professor. He is called ‘Marx McLorne’.”

Little Victor was in a hurry:

“So, the young gentleman is really a very powerful wizard… Well, it’s no wonder that Miss Freina is so respectful to him, obviously it looks like you are big…”

“Who is Miss Freina?” Harry was very strangely said. “I just mentioned you, Mr., and said that she also told you a lot about the magic circle?”

“Yes, she is a very kind girl, and she saved me once again!” said Little Victor. “Well, if I didn’t know how to offend the doctor in your magic hospital, I guess it should be Waiting for her to wake up in the hospital!”

Hearing the word “magic hospital”, Hermione suddenly groaned, and then seemed to have reached out and thought of something.

“Wait, are you saying ‘St. Mungo’s magic hospital’?” she asked quickly.

Little Victor sees Hermione’s question, and I think about it, this is only slightly nodded:

“Well, I seem to have seen the word ‘St. Mungo’s’ on the wall… Yes, it should be right, what happened to this lady? Is there any problem there?”

“Oh no, nothing! I was just thinking…” Hermione pondered again, turning her head and turning to Harry. “I want to go to St. Mungo’s and Leaky Cauldron first. This is probably the most in London.” It is possible to become two places for temporary shelters. Before the search and rescue, we have to confirm it first.”

“Miss, you are right!” Little Victor found that he had at least understood this sentence. “I don’t know what kind of bar, but the hospital has become a refuge before I left. I have accepted it. A lot of asylum seekers.”

Although St. Mungo’s received only the wizard, as a muggle, it came into the inside, which is a special case of himself.

But Little Viktor didn’t care about it, and it’s hard to distinguish between muggle and wizard in a chaotic hospital hall. Anyway, he seems to be “people”.

“Well, let’s talk about it… at least Neville is probably at St. Mungo’s!” Harry didn’t feel awkward.

……

Since Neville’s parents lived on the fifth floor of St. Mungo’s, it was a great possibility that Neville and his grandmother came together during the disaster.

But Little Victor didn’t know that the “Neville” in Harry’s mouth was when he left the hospital and went through the window glass almost simultaneously.

“Help! My grandmother needs first aid! healer -“

Not long ago, Neville was holding his grandmother like this, and rushed to the hall.

Although he was just thrown in by the grandmother with a curse, but when he suddenly woke up, he was still thinking about saving his grandmother, so he didn’t have time to look around and rushed out.

Now that he came in again, he found that the St. Mungo’s hall at the moment was really messy!

There are people everywhere, there are well-behaved asylum seekers, and there are also unconscious wounded people who are unconscious, and of course there are guys who are physically hurt and covered in blood.

Fortunately, even after only a long time apart, St. Mungo’s, who had already entered the wartime state, was no longer as confused as the little Victor who was carrying Freina.

Although it is chaotic at the moment, it is disorderly and orderly. There is also an internship healer on the doorway to specifically distinguish patients.

Just as Neville was stunned by the messy scene, a young wizard wearing a light green gown immediately came to him.

“Go ahead! Don’t stop… How did you get hurt?”

The intern healer looked at the Longbottom old man in Neville’s arms from time to time, and immediately screamed at Neville, urging him to run up the stairs, while running and checking the injury.

“Ah, yes… I don’t know, it could be a blast or a Reductor Curse – I heard a very strong explosion.”

“I look at it too, that is Spell Damage Ward… No, no, don’t take the stairs, first aid wounds go from the elevator! Come here -“

All the way along with the intern healer running fast, Grandma’s body in the hands of Neville is as light as a quilt, this feeling makes him feel very bad.

Until the fifth floor, after giving her grandmother to the healer for emergency treatment, Neville seemed to have just felt the weight of a person in the arms. He hangs his hands weakly on his side, leans against the wall and slid to the cold ground, gasping for a big breath.

The courage to fight with the monsters has gradually subsided, and the calmness of the summon out of Patronus is slowly replaced by fatigue, which makes him only fall to the side of the corridor and has a blank space in his head.

The gallery was very busy, and each and everyone was coming and going with the help of an intern trainer and volunteers. Neville almost unconsciously closed his feet, lest he affect other patients who need treatment.

St. Mungo’s magic hospital – Neville thought that he had already got used to it, but now he found out how many people can really get used to this space full of pain and separation?

“…Longbottom?”

Neville raised his head in a reflexive manner when he heard someone calling his last name.

“You are…oh, it’s Harry…”

“godfather.”

Sirius just came out of the ward and he noticed the young man who was sitting in the corridor at a glance. Although he and Neville have barely said a few words, at least they can be acquainted.

“So, the one who was just sent to the treatment is really Longbottom old man?”

Said, Sirius looked into the ward again, as if re-identifying his identity.

He didn’t know Neville very much, but he had a lot of friendship with Neville’s parents. At the same time, they were members of the Order of the Phoenix. They had done a lot of things together. If he had not been involved in Azkaban for a long time, he would certainly visit them at least occasionally in these years.

“Yes, it’s my grandmother…” Neville nodded, but quickly snorted and whispered. “If I can get courage earlier, maybe it won’t be like this.”

Sirius is naturally unaware of what Neville has experienced. So he just reached out and patted Neville’s head, said solemnly:

“In short, stay at St. Mungo’s for the time being! It’s a lot safer than outside… Your grandma will be fine, trust St. Mungo’s healer.”

However, the voice did not fall, but both of them felt a slight shock and passed down.

Sirius suddenly frowned, followed by the leg and went to the stairs – he had to confirm what happened.