Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Darkness, endless darkness.

The darkness that seemed to engulf everything completely enveloped everything, making people in it feel as if they had been thrown into a starless universe, and nothing existed except for the boundless darkness.

His chest seemed to be pressed by something extremely heavy, and he could hardly breathe.

And in such an extremely oppressive darkness, only a certain deep voice was still muttering over and over again, every syllable exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

What is that saying? Listening to the pronunciation of some sentences seems to be ancient Greek, but there are differences when you carefully distinguish them, which makes people puzzled.

However, the content of those words is actually secondary, because in these intermittent syllables, another idea is extremely powerful. Yes, you should be right, that kind of feeling is like saying...

... let me... get out.

That is some kind of will to survive... No, it is not so much survival as it is the desire to gain freedom.

At this moment, a thought that was completely different from the muttering just now suddenly burst out!

strength!

...do you want...power?

In the empty Response Room, Maca suddenly opened his eyes, and his breathing became a little rougher. While adjusting his breathing, he looked at the bald old man who was still lying on the floor in front of him, wondering what was going on in his mind.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had sorted out all the pictures and sounds he had just felt from the old man's memory.

I see. Is this the 'prediction' of astrology? Maca nodded and said to himself, The centaurs are also good at predicting the future from the starry sky. I don't know if it's the same feeling.

To be honest, from the memory obtained from this astrology, I can feel that it is a very strong negative feeling. Moreover, since the old man has used his astrological circle to predict several times, even Maca can clearly perceive that although the content of each prediction does not change, the pictures and sounds are a comparison. Real once.

This may be to show that the moment in the prediction is probably getting closer and closer to now.

Because of this, Maca has reason to believe that the Sorcerer's Stone or the strange dagger of pain may be the key to stopping the coming horror.

Well, at least it can be used for self-protection?

Although even the old man in front of him only knows the strange power of those two things, as for whether they are useful or not, even he himself is not sure.

Of course, as far as the reason is concerned, the powerful magic item alone is more than enough-don't forget, this bald head is also a capable wizard!

...It's no wonder the old man is so anxious. Maca thought for a while, but frowned slightly, But that feeling is really... What the hell is that?

He vaguely felt that the whispering voice in his memory seemed strangely familiar, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember it for a while.

Anyway,

In short, do the things in front of you first! The alchemy competition is approaching the most tense moment, wait for this most important competition to end safely, and then think about other things...

Thinking so, Maca raised his legs and walked towards the door, planning to discuss with Professor McGonagall how to minimize the bad effects of this riot.

Hmm... And what's more, it's time to think about how to go in the future.

...

Just as Maca was walking towards the principal's office, Sarah, who had left from the room on request before, was already lying down in the ward of the school hospital.

In fact, most people were at a loss for what happened at the school gate at that time. Even the bystanders, who had everything that happened at the scene imprinted in their minds, had no idea what happened.

At best, they just saw Maca's unbridled activity. After confronting the suspicious white-robed old wizard for a long time, they ran and cast spells twice at a speed too fast to be seen clearly, and rescued six people in one fell swoop. a kidnapped child.

As for the key effect of Sarah's words, there are very, very few people who can understand them.

Sarah, you...have confessed to Maca?

Beside a hospital bed with a slightly raised quilt, the fat young master Noah was occupying two chairs. But because there was so much fat on his buttocks that even two chairs couldn't support it, a lot of fat still fell limply from the edge.

However, compared to his carefree sitting posture, his manner of speaking was extra cautious, as if he was afraid of offending the girl on the hospital bed.

However, his words were not immediately echoed. After a while, when the raised quilt moved slightly, the girl's voice came out softly.

Brother Noah, she said, do you think...do he really choose to help me?

The fat man is actually insensitive to the girl calling him this title. It is conceivable that when a person knows that the girl who has always called him brother used to call his father by the same name, the feeling is indescribable.

However, even Noah, the heir of the Hohenheim family, didn't know all about Sarah.

Only the head of the Hohenheim family would know the secrets of artificial humans. Even Noah just thought that Sarah might be some female ancestor who had suffered some terrible curse.

Uh...should be? After hearing Sarah's question, Noah pondered for a while before answering, At least, I think he is still a good guy. If my friend encounters any difficulties, he should take action helpful.

Yeah, Sarah lay on the hospital bed, her eyes slightly closed, and said quietly, Is it a 'friend' again...?

A certain word in Noah's words obviously caused Sarah to fall into some kind of confusion again.

In fact, when it comes to whether she and Maca can be considered friends—according to Sarah's observation and experience of the world over the years, she thinks that the two should already be friends.

Because, after negotiating just now...or at the end of the conversation, she could put aside the fact that she helped Maca save the child and ask Maca for help, and she also told her past frankly. Isn't this kind of act of telling secrets only between good friends?

As for Maca, she did not explicitly refuse to help from the beginning to the end, and even agreed to assist after listening to her narration of the situation.

Both sides ignore the exchange of interests, and only ask for help and help out of sincerity, which is obviously based on the closeness of friendship...friend-like behavior.

But if you want to ask what kind of feeling can be called a friend, she can't say it at all.

The relationship between people... is really complicated...

Talking to herself, Sarah shrank back into the quilt so that Noah could not see her face at all. But even if he didn't look at it, he was already used to it, because when the two of them were alone, Sarah never had much expression to speak of.

Oh, right--

The two were silent with each other for a while, and Noah couldn't bear the silence, so he couldn't help but started talking again.

This time you finally came out to go to school, so...how long will you stay at Hogwarts?

This is indeed a problem, especially for Sarah.

Four years at most...maybe it will be shorter. She turned her back to Noah and replied calmly, The last time I went to school, I stayed for less than two school years, but this time I have him here , should allow as much time as possible.

The last time I went to school... Noah scratched his scalp and said speechlessly, I heard from the old man that the last time you went to school was when he was a child—

Your 'last time' was really long enough. - He definitely couldn't utter this sentence.

Just thinking about it carefully, this is also a helpless thing.

Sarah's situation is destined to spend most of her life in a place without many acquaintances, because she will not grow or die, even more than Nicole Flamel who owns the Philosopher's Stone. It's also surprising.

Or rather... curious.

Nicole Flamel was hunted down by those greedy wizards because he created the Philosopher's Stone, which was able to refine the alchemy medicine that prolongs life, so that he had to travel around with his wife to avoid people's eyes and ears.

If someone finds out about Sarah's strange state, won't she attract countless harassment and threats?

So even if she wants to come out to meet people, she must always pay attention to the state of the people around her, and be ready to leave before causing trouble.

To be honest, this question about friends given by Maca is really just right.

When the pair of fake brothers and sisters were chatting casually through a thin quilt, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the ward. The footsteps sounded a bit hurried, and it sounded as if...as if they were running towards this ward.

Fatty, who doesn't really like quietness, can't sit still anymore. It's just that his father has taken care of him before going to the stadium, so it's best to stay by Sarah's side these two days. Therefore, as soon as he heard the sound from far to near, he immediately regained his energy and stood up suddenly.

Ah... who is this, running in such a hurry? I'll go and see...

But when he trotted to the door of the ward, before he could put his hand on the doorknob, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Boom! Ah!

When he opened the door, he hit Fatty's... well, right on his belly, and the door that was opened after that was actually bounced back.

With an exclamation from outside, the door of the ward was closed again...closed...

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