Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Are you sure you are near here?”

In the mountainside of Greenwich Park, Harry was wandering around the hills with Little Victor.

The two of them came here from the previous church. Although they had Invisibility Cloak and Marx’s fairy potion, they were almost discovered by the wandering monster several times.

Fortunately, the intervention of the army and the subsequent movement of Marx attracted the attention of most of the monsters, which allowed them to enter the woods behind the garden in amazement.

The two who have been searching for the present are not even aware that the outside situation has gradually subsided with the help of Marx.

“Yes, at least when we left, my father is still here.”

Little Victor stayed behind Harry, and he walked for a long time on the mountain road for some breathing for breath. At this moment, the woods are covered with snow everywhere. The cold air makes him put a breath every time, and it will condense a thick white mist.

“Well… but it’s almost half a day, and it’s possible to go wherever he went. So, I still want to find out if there are any traces that can point me in a direction…”

Having said that, he finally couldn’t help but lick some numb hands.

“This weather…oh! I think I am freezing, I really hope that father is fine…”

“I hope… no, I mean, your father will be fine!” Harry also shrank his neck, and he began to miss the warm-up potion that Marx slammed out. “Right, You listen… I feel that there are fewer shots outside than before?”

“Yeah!” Little Victor looked down at the sporadic traces of the snow, and casually said, “I hope that the soldiers will be fine!”

For those soldiers who suddenly emerged, they were somewhat alert at first. After all, those soldiers may not shoot at the muggle citizens, but they will also regard the wizard as an enemy.

But the fact is that those soldiers will help even the injured wizard, which makes both of them gradually let go.

Even after arriving in this mountain, Little Victor had not forgotten to pray for the soldiers.

To be honest, Little Victor is not quite sure about his identity now – should he be a muggle? Or should he count him on the side of the wizard?

Suddenly, Harry was trying to stop with a second sentence. If you don’t say anything, just squat down next to the tree at a certain moment.

I saw him and then reached out and pulled some of the blizzard out, revealing a footprint that was stepped on.

“Sir, come here, is this the texture of your father’s sole?”

“This… oh, that’s right! It’s this!” Little victor came over and saw nodded. “That’s great, is this direction? We are going to look for the front and there are no other -“

“No, no, if we make sure that this footprint is correct, we don’t need more.”

Harry reached out and stopped the little Victor, who was about to go forward, and placed the hand holding the wand directly above the footprint.

“Tracing the trace!”

The voice fell a little, and the two pairs of sights stared at the wand on his palm at the same time, watching it slowly move on his own.

After it turned faster and faster on Harry’s hand, it turned out that it suddenly began to slow down and eventually stabilized in one direction.

“Hey! Magic is amazing and so convenient!” Little Victor was excited. “Can it tell us something? For example, how far is my father now from us?”

“Then I can’t do that,” Harry said, while he was screaming at Little Victor, and he was quite helplessly shaking his head. “In fact, I am not very good at such very delicate spells. In this respect. Hermione is much better than me!”

“Is that Miss Granger? Well, she looks really smart, I think you all want to listen to her…”

The two talked and turned to walk in the direction of the wand tip.

Not long after, when Harry walked in the front and once again blocked a branch full of snow, a small forest hunter hut appeared in his vision.

This is a simple cottage built of brown black wood.

Perhaps because there is no crown in the position, the accumulated snow is much more than the surrounding, and even the door is piled up at least a half.

Because of the natural wood color and large area of ​​frost and snow, it is not so easy to identify from the distance in this forest.

I saw some traces of footprints that had been covered with a thin layer of snow in front of the hunting house. Harry knew that the person they were looking for should be here.

On the other hand, Little Viktor didn’t need Harry’s reminder, and hurriedly stepped on his legs and rushed over.

“father ?father, are you here?”

The broken wooden door covered with snow slag can only guard against the small animals in the mountains. When Little Victor pushes the door, he pushes it open, and then dwarfs and drills into the really small door.

Later, Harry saw him and hurriedly followed him.

“I said… How can someone be noisy outside, it turned out to be your kid-“

“dad!”

As soon as the little Victor went in, he immediately saw his own drunkard father shrinking into a pile of haystacks, with a familiar smell of wine.

He was slightly stunned and his voice was weak, and he knew that he was obviously frozen.

To say that this cottage is really small, although there is basically not much in the inside. It was a small table and a simple bed that was nailed with wooden boards, and almost filled the entire space.

And on the opposite side of the cot that can sleep, a fireplace can provide a minimum of comfort and satisfaction for this broken house.

just……

In the case of a pile of wood next to it and a match on the shelf, the old Victor did not go to a pile of fire to give himself warmth, but instead he shrank in the haystack to rely on the only remaining little wine to dispel the cold. .

“Dad, are you okay? How come…”

“Stupid kid, let you go out and open your eyes… can’t cure your stupidity. If I ignite, what should I do if I have a blame?”

Old Victor kept tremble, but he still did not forget to train his son. It seems that although he is not frozen, his mental head is still good.

“The old gentleman is right, we really don’t want to ignite…”

Harry, who followed in, agreed with the situation, but Little Victor had no time to care about the ignition and heating.

Just listening to him temporarily ignores Harry’s words and hurriedly asked:

“Father, that’s it! You… Did you know about wizard and magic from the beginning? And, in the end, what the hell is it?”

“What is this one…” He squinted. “You are the son of Laozi. Besides, you can still be a ‘what’?”

“Oh! I mean to say–” Little Victor is trying to ask and understand, but suddenly it seems to be aware of what it is, sharply raising the tone, “Do you say… father, what are you?” …is ‘wizard ‘?”

“Why, will your kid use magic?”

Old man turned his eyes and looked at his son up and down. It seemed to be examining him.

Harry on the side listened to them talking to father and son, and couldn’t help but feel curious.

This Victor’s past seems to still hide a bizarre story?

“Magic?” Little Victor watched and quickly waved. “No, how could it… I just suddenly found out that I could fly on a broom! Real flight! In the air above 100 meters – ”

“hmph, just riding a broom will surprise you like this?” Old man curl one’s lip said, “Isn’t you helping me up? I still say this… Hey, I really want to freeze your old man.” Is it here?”

“Oh, yes! Mr. Little Victor, I want to take the old gentleman to a warm place first!” Harry just re-thought the purpose of his trip and was busy with the road. “I will always take the old Mr. takes the church, then we go to find your wife and child!”

As he spoke, Harry reached out and grabbed the arm of the old man, and couldn’t help but whispered:

“Hermione will definitely complain when I see it – you know, we have to wait for the Christmas holiday before we start the Apparition class! Old gentleman, it may be a bit uncomfortable, just forbearance!”

The voice didn’t fall, only to hear a bang, Harry directly took the old Victor Disapparation.

When Sirius taught this curse to him, he was basically very restrained, that is, when the Ministry of Magic didn’t pay attention to it today.

A moment later, when Harry appeared again in front of Little Victor, his father had been left in the church.

“Really, this is really a magic!” Little Victor watched Harry return, and immediately opened his eyes. “So, can we not use this magic to go to my house? I think it will definitely go over us.” It’s much faster and much safer!”

But Harry could only show a very regrettable expression.

“If I used to go to your house to be a guest, then it would be fine!” he shrugged. “It’s a pity, we didn’t know it before… let’s go! We have Invisibility Cloak and potion. Just be careful, it should be no problem!”

Following Harry’s departure from the hunter’s hut, Little Victor looked at Harry’s back and couldn’t help but wonder about the magic circle.

Although I couldn’t ask anything from the drunken old man’s mouth, he’s already figured it out. Once the safety of his wife and child is ensured, he has to force the old fogey to make it clear!

Otherwise, he always feels that he has passed away in his life.