Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...when the bloodline curse is awakened, the bloodline holder as a woman, the older it is, the higher the charisma that can be expressed, and the wider the scope of the curse, the more timely it needs to be sealed."

"The reason why my Blois family took this bad luck was because of the strong influence of the external cause. Because my family is the pioneer of the seal magic. In order to avoid the big sin and reproduce the world, my family should develop with all strength, inheritance and never die, and bind the sin to the eternal sin. I will not repeat the disaster of the ancient desert country."

"The descendants of my family, I hope to remember."

The deepest underground of Blois Fort, the young Patriarch Erik Blois sits down on the wall of the Chamber of Secrets, reading the title pages of the Blois family's ancient genealogy over and over again.

The above texts are written in ancient runes, which translates into a modern language that is quite blunt. But this generation of Patriarch's pass will be spoken, and its content will not make him have too many doubts.

"That is, this curse is still the ancestor's initiative to 'connect'?" Blois stunned the genealogy to the side, annoyed, "Just kidding! To be a savior, you should do it yourself, of course, no one will take care of you. But why are you bringing in your own descendants?"

"And...and...why is my daughter!"

By his side, Wynie, who is still a newborn baby, huddled in Mr. Blois's robe and floated lightly in the air about a foot or so from the ground.

Probably just tired of crying, now she has fallen asleep sweetly with her eyes.

The young Mr. Blois turned his head and looked towards the delicate and white face of Little Wynie, and the anger turned into an endless pity.

The title page of the ancient genealogy is very clear. He needs to activate the seal magic array hidden under the Chamber of Secrets to seal the curse of the daughter within the body.

After the seal, every time you need to come back to seal the reinforcement.

Only in this way, the daughter can live like an ordinary person, and the people around him will not kill each other because of the abominable curse, and cause a greater disaster.

The price of sealable is that your daughter will no longer be able to express his emotions. Not only can't you smile when you are happy, but even the right to cry when you feel sad, will be ruthlessly deprived.

"'To reproduce the world for a big sin...'?" Mr. Blois snorted with a smile, "hmph ...... 'big sin'? Who is this sin? Is it the sin of my daughter? Or... ...is our husband and wife?"

After a while of silence, Mr. Blois picked up the wand who threw it on the ground because of his wife in the delivery room. Then he re-engaged the daughter into his arms and then pointed the wand to the ground of the Chamber of Secrets.

"Blois Tucker."

This is the Chamber of Secrets opening spell of the Blois family, which only works if the bloodline matches. And as the mantra sang, the ground suddenly trembled, and the Chamber of Secrets split a channel that stretched downward.

The things originally placed in the Chamber of Secrets have been overturned, and even dropped directly into the tunnel, but Blois did not care about them at all. He walked straight into the black tunnel.

In this tunnel, a first-class step is cut, and every time he steps, a candle is automatically lit on the wall of the passage.

The tunnel was not long. Soon, when the last step was stepped on the ground, the front suddenly lit up.

In front of him was a stone chamber that had been lit with a circle of candles, nothing in the stone chamber - except for the unfamiliar Pentagram map depicted on the flat floor beneath his feet.

Although there are many lines and runes in it, the rune pattern of the Pentagram pattern is much more concise than the circuit-style rune image that Marx figured out.

The seal of the Blois family is the foundation of the family and the ultimate reason why they are always at the top of the French magic circle.

In fact, the Blois family has experienced many times of genocide crisis.

Although this is the case, during the family relocation, the family's inheritance has also experienced a large scale loss, but the seal magic that can be used as the last layer of insurance has remained.

To this day, the Erik Blois generation, even with only a few furs left, is still enough to make the Blois family stand behind the global magic circle.

Even so, when Mr. Blois saw the Pentagram on the ground, he could only look awkward.

"Today, it can only be done according to the genealogy."

He looked down at the little Wynie in his arms, and there were some tears on his tender face. When I reached out and tried to wipe the daughter's time, I couldn't help but take back my palm.

The hands are already covered with dirty dust, how can he make his daughter stain again?

Wand gently waved, and Wynie even took the father's robe and flew to the center of Pentagram.

Her sweet sleeping face with a hint of ruddy, seems to have just dreamed of a wonderful feeling, the pink mouth of a small heart evokes a reassuring curvature.

Mr. Blois looked at the warm smile of Wynie's mouth, and his heart slammed like a needle.

"Let her smile for a little longer, just a little while..."

However, at this moment, his brain was awkward, and the space in front of him seemed to be folded, resulting in incomprehensible distortion.

This is not the space is changing, changing... is his vision.

"……Time is running out."

What awakened him in the delivery room was the broken piece of the pendant. But his wake is not as eternal as the ancient Bulai fairy fire.

Leave it to Mr. Blois... No, it's time left for Wynie, not much!

"Diffindo."

Blois without the slightest hesitation, tearing his wrist. Because of the time constraints, the strength of the curse really did not control, the cross-shaped wounds were deep visible in the bones, and the blood seemed to be spewed out without money.

A large amount of blood ran on the ground, and the Pentagram, which touched the blood, slammed and automatically pulled the piece of red and smear into every nick in the picture.

Under the infestation of blood, the brilliance of the faint blue gradually became redness of horrible to see.

"Genealogy Accio."

Blois waved wand again, and the ancient genealogy that fell on the upper level immediately hangs up and flies in front of him. He tweeted the tip and unfolded the title page, but his distorted vision made him even ugly.

He squinted, deep took a deep breath, and painstakingly interpret every whimsical magic character. The swaying of the vision made him straightforward and disgusting. The lost blood made him lose his strength, but he could only bite his teeth.

Each and everyone syllables are drawn from his mouth, and each syllable is more popular with the bloody array of rays of light. The rune and lines on the ground gradually broke away from the nicks and floated to the plane where Wynie was.

At the same time, the white little cute face, the curvature of the corner of the mouth disappeared a little.

When the entire Pentagram was complete, with the last syllable in the Blois mouth spit out, the array suddenly swelled and made a badge-sized blood-stained imprint on the chest of Little Wynie.

“peng!”

Mr. Blois was black in front of him and crouched on the cold, hard ground.

Although the hallucinations in the senses have been completely calmed down, the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss has made him even slightly weaker and more violent.

"...Wynie... my daughter."

In spite of the faintness in his head, he slid over his face and lay on the ground, stretching out wand with difficulty, letting the little Wynie still hanging in the air gently fell into his arms.

Looking at his expressionless daughter, he recalled the smile of the little Wynie's mouth. In the moment when his heartache could not be his own, he opened his mouth and gave a silent cry of resounding heart.

The most incompetent father under his heaven, how can he wake up this poor daughter with the snoring of this most shackle?

……

The fate of the Blois family did not end there; and Erik Blois’s misfortune did not come to an end.

The birth banquet at Blois Fort was interrupted and all guests were asked to leave the castle.

On the occasion of the snow, the pure blood wizards of the French magic circle, after dinner, surrounded the brazier with family and friends, and naturally talked about one more topic.

Of course, the Blois family only gave an explanation that was barely convincing, but the rumors were secretly circulated in pure blood.

Of course, for outsiders, this is just the case.

But for Mr. Blois, the fate that belongs to him is constantly deepening day after day.

Little Wynie grows up in vain, every day is expressionless, and the hair that grows out is a slightly sparkling white.

Mr. Blois's wife, Wynie's mother, has been continuously affected by the illusion, postpartum hemorrhage and magic imprisonment.

In the eyes of others, the growth of Little Wynie seems to be exchanged for the life of Mother during the day and night.

Panic, unacceptable accumulation in the servant's heart of Blois Fort.

But Mrs. Blois turned a blind eye to the rumors in the fort. She looked at her daughter with affection and affection, and even accompanied her little Wynie at all times, even in the critical period when she couldn’t get out of bed.

There was always a gentle smile on her face, without a slight shake.

Until the winter of Wynie's third year of the birth, the young Blois passed away with a smile as the tiny snow slid gently over the spire of the tallest tower in Blois.

Wynie, who was three years old and still three years old, sat quietly in her crib and looked at her own expression gradually becoming cold.

In the heart of Little Wynie, who is not yet sensible, only the smile that remains on Mother's face has immortally left a mark.

"...mother."

Wynie, who had a late opening, called the word so clear for the first time.