Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This is a magic whistle that mimics the vibrational frequency of the wings of the scorpion bee. This creature is not only the natural enemy of the Whomping Willow, but also the social insects that most magic plants fear - they only eat moving plants.

Marx walked over and reached for a shot on the thick rhizome that was exposed to the surface. The roots immediately trembled to one side, revealing a deep black hole.

This is a cave that slopes down and is only the size of the next person to lie down and slide down. Marx frowned, holding the suitcase in his hand in his arms, and then slipped in.

Not long after the slope, Marx soon came to a tunnel that needed to bend forward to move forward.

Everything is isolated from the tunnel, and it is dark. Marx slammed into the head of the top wall and fumbled out of the wand, but he couldn't help but paused when he was halfway through, and eventually let go.

The Ministry of Magic left traces on every finished wand. Under the age of 17, the minor wizard will be monitored as soon as it uses magic outside the school. Especially in such a small place, it is more eye-catching, can be used or not, even if he should still be within the scope of Hogwarts.

He took a small glass bottle from the inside pocket of the robe and shook it hard, giving a rustling of sand and gravel.

A soft gleam of light appeared in the darkness and gradually became brighter. If you carefully lick into the bottle, you will find that there is a strange mist in the inside, and there is a growing trend.

"When you make enough money, I have to buy a portable pocket that is easy to carry," Marx licked his robe, stuffed with a variety of bottles and cans, which seemed heavy.

There are potions in it, some are 5%, some are just a kind of material, but without exception, they are some very practical gadgets.

"...or do it yourself." He really couldn't bear his own money bag.

While walking down and looking forward, while pondering something that was not there, he soon felt that the tunnel was gradually tilting upwards. Not long after, there was a blur of light in front.

Marx pulled out the cork of the bottle that was constantly fluorescent, and as the light sounded, the light mist in the tunnel spread out in the tunnel and soon disappeared.

There was no light in the bottle, only a small half of the bottle of fine black sand remained at the bottom, and Marx stuffed the stopper back.

Many potions, even simple ones, can be used to perform the same effect as the spell. Some are even more powerful than the spell, but the threshold is extremely low.

Of course, you have to be prepared in advance and then take them with you at any time. But this is one of the reasons why potion is so expensive.

Over time, many potion recipes have been shattered by historical wheels, leaving them in an era of glory. But there is a new generation of Potioneer in this effort, whether it is to restore the formula, or to try to innovate, so that potion has maintained its position in the magic circle can not be ignored.

"...so, without 200Galleon I would never agree."

In the corner of Hog's Head in the village of Hogsmeade, a small wizard wrapped in a hooded cloak woven from a gray cloth, felt in a fuzzy western country accent. .

The hoarse voice, like his vocal cords being worn by a sickle, makes people want to frown.

Opposite him, a wizard who wrapped his bare skin with a large bandage was bargaining with him with the same uncomfortable ambiguous voice. The sound sounded, it just made people wonder if there was an old man in his throat.

"No! cough cough, your potion is a new product, before you see the effect of it... cough cough... I can't put it in my store for sale. I can't bet with the credibility of my store. ""

"But just try, cough cough... the test, the price is too expensive!"

The little wizzard tone is still calm, he faintly said: "In this case, the transaction failed."

After that, he stood up on the table and walked straight outside the door.

"Oh - cough cough, wait, damn it!" The bandage wizard was powerless. "I pay! But, cough cough... you have to be cheaper than me - if you still want to work together for a long time!"

"150Galleon, effective payment." The small wizard who had already reached the door turned back and was impatient.

"Cheng, cough cough... deal."

The bandage wizard waved his hand weakly, and he really longed for the practical new product - if the effect really is so good.

The little wizard, naturally, is a camouflaged Marx. He smacked himself, circumventing the biggest shortcomings he might encounter in the negotiations—his age, and then steadily prevailed in the peer-to-peer confrontation.

This is a commercial negotiation that both parties are relatively satisfied with. No matter how unwilling and unwilling the bandage wizard is, he is determined to be a must for this new product.

A new stealth potion, this is a tempting business opportunity!

After the bandage wizard tried, the two signed a two-fold magic contract to finalize the long-term deal.

"The purchase price is two hundred, the three seven is divided into...a good deal!"

Back to the Shrieking Shack's Marx, the broken cloak was hung directly in the old closet in the room, and then a small piece of stone was spit out of his mouth, and his voice finally returned to normal.

He used his finger to play the magic contract reel made with the refined parchment, revealing a little excited smile.

Of course, for the moment, he just credited the 1200gold Galleon, just filling in the material cost of the previous exercise. And then he will continue to practice the preparation of other potions, far from being a rich man!

"No wonder there is always a page on the potion book that says, 'This is an endless road paved with gold Galleon'." Marx sighed, the excitement has just disappeared with the change of mood. Traced.

……

Since Marx got the sales channel for potion, everything seems to be getting better. The study and research of various disciplines have progressed slowly and steadily with daily input. What makes Marx particularly happy is that he has a real breakthrough on Patronus Charm!

On a quiet night, Marx is standing in the spacious room provided by Beg House.

Yes, after a lot of searching and recollections, he finally found the place where it is located - on the eighth floor of the castle, opposite the tapestry of "Troll Barnabas the Barmy".

Heaven knows In order to find the exact position, he swayed back and forth like a fool in front of countless oil paintings, tapestry and stone statues!

“Expecto Patronum !”

Marx stood straight in the middle of the room, aligning the wand in front of himself like a sword, focusing all his spirit and attention on the tip of the wand, as the pure silver white rays of light became brighter and brighter. I got rid of it myself from Marx's wand.

For a time, the rays of light flowed around Marx's body, forming a faint silver white haze.

Since Marx started practicing Patronus Charm, he has only been able to reach this step. It can even be said that when he first tried to practice, he was able to release this hopeful, life-filled silver white fog.

But as he practiced again and again, the haze became more intense again and again, but he could never give his Patronus to summon.

This made Marx start to re-examine the basic theory of this spell.

He reviewed a large number of classics again, but there was no special discovery. Most of the theories of this spell are very vague, just that the user needs to concentrate on thinking and remembering the happy and beautiful things. All in all, it is positive emotions.

Under helpless, Marx had to focus on the examples of successful Patronus Charm.

Finally, the hard work pays off, and the number uses Patronus Charm to save the case of a dear one, so that he can find a new breakthrough point. He found that when the user is forced by the situation and wants to protect a particular object, it is the time when the magic spell exerts its true power!

"……guard."

Marx remembered the picture when he first saw Luna in the cemetery.

In the setting sun, the young girl's light golden long hair exudes a faint glow. Before she stood on the cold tombstone, brief remark looked at the mother who had passed away. Among the scenes of the gray tone, only her back was so vivid;

Under the stars, when Marx subconsciously evades her mother's topic. She told him calmly that it was indeed a sad story, but she had to know how to face it;

Before leaving, Marx even remembered her pair of silver-gray eyes, and in that sly look, there was a desire to look forward to seeing him for his upcoming friend.

As Marx recalls, the rich silver white haze that wraps around his body suddenly rises, turning into a translucent silver eagle that wraps around him.

Marx looked at the huge eagle in front of him, and his face showed a sly expression.

"...how should I face Sprout head in the future?"

In the four big houses of Hogwarts, the eagle is the hallmark of Ravenclaw, which stands for justice, sensitivity, rigor, vision, and aloof and remote.

When Sorting Hat allocated Marx, the first thing to consider was Ravenclaw house. Although he was finally put into Hufflepuff for unknown reasons, it definitely showed the fate of Marx and Ravenclaw.

At this moment, this eagle Patronus, in addition to the "I hope to guard Luna" emotions, I am afraid it is also related to this point.

"In short, go to bed!"

Marx waved wand, dispelled Patronus Charm, and then left the responsive room with a full of complexity.