Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Time passes by, and the crises lurking in the darkness are not yet noticed.

The relaxed and free summer vacation is like a refreshing breeze, quietly smoothing out the critical events of the last semester, and has not left too many waves.

Everything seems to be very calm, but no one can know. Under this calm, how many undercurrents are entangled.

In any case, Hogwarts is starting school soon.

On the eve of the school, Diagon Alley has always been quite lively, because the vast majority of students need to come here to buy what is needed for the new semester.

At this time, Flourish & Blotts is even more crowded and crowded. All of course, all because of the magic circle star writer named "Gilderoy Lockhart".

"We can see him in person!" Hermione cried. "I mean, the book on the list is almost all he wrote!"

Although most of the crowd are middle-aged women, it is clear that the charm of Mr. Lockhart is also very useful in the circle of the little girl.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione got in through the cracks.

The bookstore has been lined up in a long queue that stretches all the way to the street outside the door. Each of them grabbed a book for sale and sneaked to the place where the Weasley family and the Granger couple lined up.

Just outside the door of Flourish & Blotts, there is a large banner hanging on it. The words on it are not only bright and colorful, it even moves - Gilderoy Lockhart signs the autobiography "Magical Me" this afternoon 12: 30-16 :30.

"Oh, you can come, great!" said Mrs. Weasley.

She was so short of breath, kept stroking her hair and trying to make them more flat. "We can see him in a moment..."

As the team moved forward, they finally saw the protagonist of Flourish & Blotts today.

He sat behind the table, surrounded by photos of different sizes, all the faces on the photo were squinting at the crowd, shining white dazzling teeth.

The real Lockhart wears a blue robes that are as blue as the forget-me-not--with his blue eyes, and the pointed-top wizard hat is playfully on a hot curled curl.

In front of him, there is a short man with a camera, he is constantly jumping, looking for photos from various angles. The flash was almost in one piece, and a stock of purple smoke popped out of the camera.

"Get out of the way," the short man apparently had a bad temper. He squatted at Ron, who blocked his angle, and took a few steps back to pick a better angle. "This is for the Daily Prophet."

“It’s amazing.” Ron lifted his foot in the crowd and said, screaming at the instep of the man’s pain.

Lockhart apparently heard this. He looked up and first looked toward towards Ron, but he immediately saw Harry. Suddenly his eyes suddenly lit up and he said with pleasure. "Is this not Harry Potter?"

The crowd let a road open. In the whispers of everyone, Lockhart rushed up and grabbed Harry's hand, pulling him to the forefront.

"Come here, give us a few photos," Lockhart reveals his neat white teeth. "Gilderoy Lockhart and Harry Potter, this is the headline!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience, but Harry was flushed by the scene.

When he finally let go of Harry's hand, Harry felt his fingers were pinched by him. He wants to slip back to the Weasley family, but Lockhart's arm is still on his shoulder, holding him firmly around.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Lockhart said loudly, waving his hand to make everyone quiet. "What an unusual moment! I want to announce a little thing on this wonderful occasion. I have been pressing for a while. Say……"

Lockhart took the opportunity to say that he was going to Hogwarts as a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Suddenly, the applause of the crowd was even more heated.

But in the crowd behind, two young wizards are squeezing out from the crowd. Hermione, who happened to hear Mrs. Weasley, turned back and glanced at it inadvertently.

"That's... Marx?" Hermione was surprised. "Who is the female child he is pulling?"

She pulled back and pulled Ron in front of her, but when she went back, the man had disappeared into the sea.

“Where is Marx?” Ron looked up at his toes and then wondered. “Are you mistaken? People that many...”

Hermione looked at her head again and finally shook her head. "I don't know... is it possible?"

In fact, Hermione is actually looking at it. It was just that she saw Marx, but she was a bit skeptical - she wondered if she was really wrong.

"No, Marx's eyes will be softer, it's impossible..." Hermione whispered softly. "It's impossible to be so cold."

"And, who is the female child with the light golden hair next to it? It looks weird."

She thought about it and shook her head again. "Maybe I really got it wrong?"

Hermione was pondering, but heard a nasty voice coming from behind.

"You must like this, Potter?" is Draco Malfoy, his usual ridiculous smile on his face.

“Famous Harry Potter!” Malfoy said. “Connecting to the bookstore will be the front page news.”

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't want that!" Ginny, standing next to Harry, said loudly.

This is the first time she spoke in front of Harry's face, and she was mostly shyly brief remark.

"Potter - you are looking for a girlfriend -" Malfoy said with a long tone.

Ginny's face brush was red at once.

The back Ron and Hermione huddled, each holding a lock of Lockhart's book, separating her from Malfoy.

Ginny is the baby of the Weasley Family. Malfoy dares to bully her, and Ron naturally doesn't buy it. He and Malfoy sneered at each other, and you satirized the other side with a satirical sentence.

Soon, Ron was so excited that he rushed to give Malfoy a punch on his face, and Harry and Hermione quickly pulled the back of his clothes.

“Ron!” Mr. Weasley squeezed with Fred and George. “What are you doing? The people here are crazy, let's go out—”

"Aiya - Arthur Weasley."

Just as Mr. Weasley tried to pull the children out, Malfoy came out of the crowd behind him.

"Lucius." Mr. Weasley looked at him coldly, nodded a little.

It was Lucius Malfoy, who put one hand on Draco's shoulder, and the smirk on Father and Son's face was exactly the same.

“I heard that my dude is very busy!” Mr. Malfoy said, “That many copy... I think they paid you overtime?”

He reached into Ginny's cauldron and pulled out a tattered "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" from the new, bright Lockhart book.

"hmph, it doesn't seem to be. My God - if you can't even get a good reward, what good is it to be a scum in a wizard?" Mr. Weasley's face was more red than Ron and Ginny. Still amazing.

"We have a very different view of what is a scum in the wizard, Malfoy!" he said indignantly.

"Of course!" Lucius raised his head and dismissed.

His light-colored eyes turned and his eyes fell on the Granger couple who looked at them with fear.

"Look at your friend, Weasley... I thought your family had fallen to the limit?"

Mr. Weasley rushed over to Mr. Malfoy and slammed him onto a shelf. Dozens of thick spells fell on their heads, and even Ginny's cauldron flew out and made a jingle.

Twin brother Fred and George shouted "揍他, father!" on one side, and Mrs. Weasley screamed, "Don't be like this, Arthur, don't do this!"

The crowd panicked back and knocked down more bookshelves, causing the clerk to have a face.

At this time, a big voice overwhelmed all the sounds.

"Distributed, gentlemen, all spread!"

It was Hagrid, who strode over the books on the floor and pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy away in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Weasley's lips were broken, and Lucius's eyes were stunned by a thick book, and Ginny's dilapidated transfiguration textbook was still in his hand.

Next to Ginny, Cauldron was picked up, and Lucius saw it and put the book in her cauldron, his eyes flashing with vicious rays of light.

"Hey, little girl - take your book! This is the best thing your father can give you." He broke free of Hagrid's arm and waved at Draco, rushing out of the store.

"You shouldn't care for him, Arthur," Hagrid reached for the robes of Mr. Weasley, and he almost lifted him up.

"This guy is so bad, they are all family, everyone knows - Malfoy's family is not worth listening to! The blood on them is bad, that's it. Go, let's go out."

The clerk on one side seems to want to stop their claim, but in the case of Hagrid's physique, the average person really dare not stop him. After a while, they went out from the store door, leaving a shop assistant to cry and face each other big eyes staring at small eyes.

They hurried to the street, Hermione's parents were ordinary muggles, they were scared and shivering, and the next Mrs. Weasley was mad.

"Good heads for children! Fight in public? What does Gilderoy Lockhart think?"

"He is happy," Fred said. "Did you not hear when we came out? He asked the guy in "Daily Prophet" if he could write the fight in the report! He said it would cause a sensation..."

And just in the crowds not far from them, a teenager is looking indifferently, a pair of deep blacks consciously or unconsciously staring at Ginny's cauldron—specifically, a black in the cauldron Covered diary.