Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Behind those pages that have been torn apart are large paragraphs, like diary statements and sighs. The first thing that just came into the eye made Marx a little surprised.

This is a small story about his encounter with the stupid snake today. The way of writing is a bit unfamiliar - this is not a good article that can impress people.

However, it was this little story that made Marx think of nodded.

"I had planned to write it down before, so it seems that it was written..." He secretly said in one's heart, "It seems that I don't seem to be suitable for writing stories..."

As he thought about it, he turned another page.

Probably because of the inspiration of the previous story, this one is about his experience with Basilisk. And then, there are things like werewolf, Troll, dementor, and so on.

The narrative is very flat, but the content is quite rich. As you can see, in the process of writing these stories, the author himself is also savoring those memories that have faded slightly.

From time to time, I can still see some plausible feelings, so Marx can't smile.

When Marx flipped over a page with a smile, the rest of the content gradually cooled the smile on his face.

Because in the blank space at the top of the story, I wrote these words in red ink:

"Plan failed!"

The writing is very scribbled, although the font is still neat and smooth, but Marx understands that the "he" who wrote this sentence at that time, how much anxiety in his heart.

"...what happened?" Marx couldn't wait to read it.

The story behind is very concise, not so much as telling a story, but rather writing a plan report.

At the same time, these words, just happen to put Marx's plan in mind, on the paper at a glance. And when the plan went to the final step, the ending made Marx feel horrible to see.

In fact, since he received the notice of detention investigation from the Ministry of Magic at the end of the last semester, he has already determined the plan.

Before the Ministry of Magic came, Marx took the time to talk to Dumbledore in detail. That conversation was open and honest. Apart from some secrets that could never be exposed, he told many respectable white wizards.

Among them, the most important content is this hugely targeted plan.

The beginning of this large-scale plan involving complex interpersonal relationships was the extreme event of his imprisonment in Azkaban.

Needless to say, Marx was able to go to Azkaban in a very short time, and Dumbledore's credit was to take up more than half.

The other half, of course, was in Marx's economism, and the conviction of the Ministry of Magic Cornelius Fudge was ready.

As can be seen from those "plan reports," the plan went very smoothly at the beginning. These include Marx's escape, the World Cup finals, and of course the inaction of the Ministry of Magic and the irony of the Daily Prophet.

Even the Marx deliberately let Tarino the ghosts spread out and preached Voldemort's return.

Combining Marx's bitterness with Cruciatus Curse on Voldemort's side, and the release of a number of Death Eater loyalty stories, it can be said that Voldemort's position on Marx has already believed 80%.

Marx is doing this because he wants to get the "Hufflepuff's Cup" hidden in the Bellatrix Vault with Voldemort's ignorance...

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"Tom Riddle's Diary" - Chamber of Secrets incident secretly acquired;

"The crown of Ravenclaw" - found in the responsive housing;

"Slytherin's locket" - in Black's old house, deceived from house elf Kreacher;

"Marvolo Gaunt's Ring" - please Dumbledore and get it back from Gaunt's old house;

"Harry Potter" - to be determined.

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The records on the pages are very simple, but five pieces of Horcrux are in hand but it is already true. Then, according to the original plan, he would pretend to completely fall to Voldemort.

When Hufflepuff's Cup was also handed, the entire plan went to the final stage.

However, the following content, even the handwriting has become neat, the ink is far more vivid than the previous text. Obviously, it was a long time before I started writing again.

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How long has it been written on this? I think about it, it’s been almost three years? In these three years, I have been fighting with it, constantly absorbing the content of the volume of truth, constantly studying the usage of the rule rune, and constantly deepening the understanding of the rules in battle.

Wait, I think... or start writing it three years ago.

Yes, Voldemort is dead, but the plan is completely defeated.

Now think about it, I have overlooked one of the biggest uncertainties - how did he resurrect? The last battle was very difficult, and the unknown power exceeded my imagination!

Using the rune array and Horcrux to ignite Voldemort's soul resonance is very successful, and the weakening effect of the soul fragment that ignites the resonance is also obvious.

Even the most unsure part of the game was successful because of Harry's trust. Voldemort really can't use Elder Wand perfectly, and Dumbledore's method really works!

But he didn't die, or that - Voldemort was dead, but it also released something more horrible than Voldemort!

Britain magic circle Already hundreds of wizards have been controlled by "it", they have become the kind of monsters wrapped in black air.

Fortunately, "it" does not seem to have a real consciousness, which is fortunate.

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Obviously, things started to go badly. As the previous sentence - the plan failed!

From beginning to end, Marx worked out the plan for the purpose of just trying to get rid of Voldemort as soon as possible in exchange for a calm life, but things seemed to be far from being as simple as I thought...

After that, the above text is closer to the diary. Moreover, the number of times of writing has become much more frequent. It’s just that it’s nothing but trivial battles and free time to talk to Luna’s casually that’s all.

After a few dozen pages, the words in this sly disappeared suddenly. And follow closely from behind, is a few scribble words that make Marx erect -

"Luna, dead."

Just a few words, it is hard to write repeatedly, all strokes have made all the strength, and several places have almost cut through the thick parchment page.

A series of seven or eight pages of paper, like the devil, repeated, the emotions and emotions contained in it, the intensity is not too strong.

Even now Luna sleeps quietly in the hospital bed, just within his line of sight, but Marx can't help but sweat.

Luna? How did she die? Why didn't I protect her?

The questions appeared one after another, and Marx flipped through several pages in a row to see what's next.

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Yes, Dumbledore is right, I shouldn’t be depressed... I have strength, and in this case, I can’t ignore the lives of everyone around Luna’s death.

But unfortunately, Dumbledore paid the price of life in order to make me understand this truth.

I shouldn't have let him go outside the castle alone to resist "it". If I went with it, maybe the result would be completely different... Damn, what have I been doing for the past five years?

In the past five years, I have done something besides being cheeky and mad, enjoying the care of Hermione, and what I have done?

Even Harry overcame his inner fears and truly mastered the Gryffindor sword; even Neville became a qualified Potioneer, obviously he was only good at Herbology; even Ron was trying to become stronger, no longer a drag...

But what am I doing?

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Among these words, there is a kind of remorse everywhere. Marx can understand that feeling, yes, if Luna really has something wrong - no, he doesn't even think about it!

After that, things seem to have progressed.

With the help of the Bronze Kitty, he found a clue left by Rowena Ravenclaw. Although the direction of the clue is very vague, it does not even explain what is hidden behind the clue.

But one thing is very clear - the information involved in that clue is obviously the same as the "thing thing" he is facing now.

The resurrection of Voldemort should be an evil magic prop called "The Monument of Envy."

"……Well?"

When Marx was reading it carefully, he heard Luna light snorted on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Marx raised his head and looked at her gently.

"...what are you looking at?" Luna stumbled from the quilt and gently stroked Marx's eyebrows. "Don't always wrinkle, mother said, wrinkles..."

"Your mother is right."

Marx is slightly laughed, but his heart is always relaxed... No way, anyone who has experienced such a terrible thing can't easily get it.

He looked back at the window and sent Luna's hand back to the quilt.

"Sleep for a while, the day is still not bright!" he whispered.

Luna clicked on nodded and gradually picked up her eyes. Not long after, as the breathing became heavier, she apparently fell asleep again.

Marx looked at her face and looked at the heavy handwriting before it. The invisible pressure instantly made him breathless.

The moonlight outside the window is still clear, and sometimes the night wind blows in through the window, carefully moving the curtains. All of this seems to be not much different from usual. however……

"This is really, the worst day."