Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This second experience is more unreasonable than the first time.

Perhaps it has been seen that Marx does not want to cooperate, or for other reasons, this action is much more restrictive.

Although you can take some activities on your own initiative, if you deviate from the mission goal, you will immediately have the power of invisible control. So more often, Marx can only be an audience in the first-person vip perspective.

This feeling is very strange and has a strong sense of violation.

Any behavior done by Alani, any psychological activity, and even the sensory experience brought about by each movement can be clearly felt, but he can not interfere with it.

What is more worth mentioning is that even from a rational point of view, two different people will have different judgment criteria.

“From a rational point of view?” Marx was puzzled by his own ideas.

Obviously, he felt abnormal - he never thought about the problem from a rational point of view, which was not in line with his philosophy.

Looking at the scenery in front of me has been changing, from riding to the capital of the Seljuk dynasty, the Eighth Tower, and then to the Royal Palace. It can be said that Alani’s own actions are more straightforward than him, but they must be more swift and concise.

Until Alani disguised as a Sunni, pretending to pretend, and assassinating the target, a sorrow from the soul suddenly broke out.

“How come back—” Marx thought for a moment and then reacted immediately.

"It's the dagger..."

He can feel that the mysterious dagger is afflicting the soul of the assassin!

According to the Restricted Section of the Hogwarts Library, the magic book on the soul says: Torture the same kind of soul, you can gain powerful power, but it will also make your soul vibrate and even defect.

There are many dark magics that have been passed down from ancient times, which are created by using this theoretical feature—for example, the method of making souls that has long since been lost.

Of course, there is also the opposite, for example, the Legendary dark wizard, Herpo the Foul, which refers to the theory of the soul and invented the method of making Horcrux.

Marx was thinking about it, only to find that the entire field of vision turned into a white.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself back in the old and rough hall.

"Welcome back, young candidate."

The rays of light around the body faded away, and Marx looked at the black hair black woman in front of her, feeling the same breath on the other side for the first time.

She has also touched... the dagger?

“Rowena – Mila?” Marx asked.

The other party slightly nodded, calmly said: "Young candidates, this test may last for a long time, I hope you can pass safely."

“What is the goal of this test?” Marx continued to ask.

But Rowena Mira shook her head and did not answer his question, but continued to speak.

"Remember, you have to pass the test before you can continue to the next step." Her expression is still calm, but the solemnity in her eyes is even worse.

"When you get the Bronze Eagle's response, you will know everything about the cause and effect," she said. "I hope you won't step into my footsteps..."

The voice did not fall, Marx just wanted to continue asking. In a flash, the hall suddenly began to degenerate and weathered, and soon changed back to the original look.

And Rowena Meura has completely lost its trace.

……

Second Year's Hogwarts life is actually no different from First Year. Of course, in addition to the professor's extra peacock-like Lockhart.

If you have to say something different, then you can only say that the Quidditch team has changed.

First, Harry joined the Gryffindor team in Second Year. Ron was excited about it. In response, Malfoy became the Seeker of the Slytherin team. His father Lucius even funded a new batch of Nimbus. 2001, he also satirized Harry stopped for this.

Probably enough for the lessons Marx gave him in the last semester, when Hermione ridiculed him back, he glared at Hermione with a sigh of relief, but he chose to ignore it.

In addition, the Hufflepuff Academy also produced a major event. That is, Marx actually submitted the application for withdrawal.

Although Marx ended up with a temporary withdrawal permit at the request of the team members and even Sprout head, this is still a pity for the entire Hufflepuff.

In fact, in addition to minimizing the intervention of the young lion trio, he also needs a lot of time to study the knowledge and application of the soul.

If there is any clue at the moment, it is obviously the mysterious power of the dagger.

Although I can't find any information about the stuff, I can go along this clue. After all, it is not wrong.

"I was a Hufflepuff, and a lower level is the right way."

In the days that followed, Marx was in the corner of the library except for the class time. The whole person exudes a breath of life. It's not so much a Hufflepuff, it's more like a real Slytherin.

Hermione, who was often discussed with him in the library, has never been close to him because of unknown factors.

This situation continued until October.

Recently, the wet chill has always been scattered, and the entire Hogwarts castle is infiltrated at all times.

There was a sudden cold between the faculty and the students, and the head nurse Maddam Pomfrey was in a hurry. Her refreshing agent has an immediate effect, but people who drink this potion will smoke in their ears for hours.

Ginny Weasley has been ill recently and was forced to drink some refreshing agents by Percy. As a result, a vapor of steam appeared under her bright hair, and the whole head looked like a fire.

Harry, who has been training in the Quiddich stadium during this time, no matter how big the rain is, Gryffindor's Captain Oliver Wood has always been enthusiastic.

After all, Slytherin's batch of Nimbus 2001 puts pressure on team members.

In a blink of an eye, Halloween is coming soon...

Hermione herself is not sure why she is afraid to go with him. Smart as her, but can not tell what the reason is, she just thinks that Marx seems to have changed a bit.

In the recent period, even if she is particularly admired by Gilderoy·Professor Lockhart, it is sometimes difficult for her to distract her attention.

"What the hell is he... what?" Hermione sat on the other side of the library, looking at Marx, who was burying her head, and hesitated.

A few days ago, Harry was invited by Gryffindor's ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, to go to the Deathday Party of the ghosts, and she and Ron would also go.

In fact, she is very much looking forward to the trip of this party. After all, it is really strange, and the living people are rarely invited.

She really wanted to ask Marx if she wanted to go together.

Hermione squatted on the seat for a long time, until the time was close to the evening, she clenched her fist and cheered herself.

"Well... Marx." Hermione whispered.

Marx, who can be buried in the information book, didn't even lift his head. As if he didn't hear it, he still focused on his own affairs.

“Marx,” Hermione raised some voices. “Nearly Headless Nick invited Harry to the Deathday Party, I think... don’t you go tomorrow night?”

Marx still didn't answer, he continued to record some information in his notebook, but after a while, Hermione never left.

He felt that someone else was watching this place, thinking that he had been ignoring it or not, but he shook his head slightly.

Hermione saw that Marx didn't want to lift his head, and his heart was in a mess.

"……Ok."

For a long time, she dropped a word, turned away and hurried away, and even read the books borrowed on the table and forgot to go back. There was a faint shout from Madam Pince behind her, but she had no time to pay attention.

That night, the castle was still raining outside, and it went out, black as if it were coated with a layer of ink on the window.

It’s a good day away from Halloween, and the Gryffindor’s common room is really bright and pleasant.

The fire in the fireplace reflects countless soft armchairs, where people sit and read books, chat, and do homework. And Fred and George, the Weasley Family, are naturally not idle – they are studying what would happen if you give a salamander a hard-working fireworks!

Fred De "save" this bright orange red lizard from the class of Care of Magical Creatures. At the moment, it was burning on a table, and there was a group of curious people around it.

Just as Hermione pushed in, the salamander over there slammed into the air, frantically spinning in the room, slamming the sparks, accompanied by some ping-pong loud noises.

Percy hoarse and squat, rebuke, Fred and George stopped, the posture, looks exactly the same as Mrs. Weasley.

The orange red star is sprayed in the mouth of the salamander, which is very beautiful.

It flew in front of Hermione, with a burst of explosions, but Hermione took out the wand and smashed a frozen curse.

Her mood is so bad now!

"...What's wrong, Hermione?" Ron asked, cautiously.

"Don't bother me!" Hermione slammed her head and walked quickly to the girl's bedroom, and soon disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"What happened to her?" Ron turned his head back and glared at Harry.

"How do I know." Harry shrugged, indicating that he was also confused.

I have no idea what to think about, they have to go back to sleep honestly - Harry's recent training is very tight, and now it's really a little sleepy.

"I remember, Hermione just went to the library..." Ron suddenly thought as he passed by the entrance to the female bedroom. "Maybe...because Marx?"

Although Ron is not smart, he can understand the Marx, but he also feels that the recent Marx is somewhat alienated from them. In particular, Marx seems to have never been with them recently.