Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The sunshine on 9's 1 Day is exceptionally bright, and it seems that even God is congratulating you on the enrollment of new students.

The sky above London was transparent, with a few faint clouds hanging from the blue sky. The refreshing breeze smashed through everyone's ears, such as whispering fascination.

Marx bought a new suitcase at Diagon Alley, which is a second-hand item bought at the junk shop. The Extension Charm is a bit damaged and the space is much smaller, but fortunately the Ministry of Magic's license stick is still tight. The ground is attached to the inside flip.

Marx was trying to lower the box and cut the price several times, and finally bought it with pain. At this moment, he is easily walking on the platform aisle of King's Cross Station in the country, enjoying the happy mood bought with gold Galleon - only one owl for luggage, and a light suitcase, this trip is What a wonderful.

In a short while, he came to the 9 platform and the 10 platform, but hesitated to stare at the thick support column.

“Oh?” Marx stretched his hand and passed through the stone-walled column wall, revealing a surprised expression.

For the first time, I was always a little uncomfortable. Although I didn't feel the pain, I still had some tension. With a small step forward, he found himself passing through to the real Hogwarts Express platform.

The steam train's smoke lingered over the crowds, and cats of all colors were worn under the feet of people. In the crowd's voice and the noise of dragging heavy luggage, owl also screams screaming, you call me.

The owl standing on Marx's left shoulder looks much bigger than the others, and it's quiet, not like the little guys who keep screaming. It stared at the bright, big eyes and looked at the crowds in the aisles in front, and was unmoved.

Yes, after this time, Marx found that his pure black owl didn't seem to like to stay in the cage. Since he released it, it has never returned.

"Marf, let's go!" Marx gave it a prestigious name - Marf Rio, of course, referred to as "Marf."

“Hey.” Marf snorted and agreed.

There are a lot of people in the carriage. Marx passed a few carriages and didn't see anyone he knew. So he chose a small compartment and walked in.

"Oh, good morning!" Marx stood at the door and pointed out nodded. "Don't you mind if I sit here?"

"Of course, please come in!" a black hair boy replied immediately.

The boy looked a bit cautious and didn't seem to be good at communicating with people. After answering a sentence, he shrank in his seat and didn't talk.

“Don't you mind introducing yourself?” Marx saw the atmosphere in the cubicle a bit cold. He had to start a topic. “My name is Marx, Marx McLorne, what about you?”

"...Anthony Goldstein." The black hair boy groaned and looked more nervous.

It seems that he does not seem to be very good at chatting. Marx nodded, no longer communicate with the other party, he has a lot to do! For example, endorsement, endorsement, and endorsement.

I took a copy of "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" from the suitcase, and Marx read it in detail - it was a bit thick, and the plants inside it were quite complicated. He has only backed it up now. A little half.

It was just a little while, and two people came in again in the cubicle. It seems that because of the increase in people, Anthony of black hair has always been in an unnatural state from the beginning. He forced himself to look out the window, pretending to be watching the scenery.

"Good dear! My name is Ernie Macmillan. I am very happy to meet you." The blond boy who just came in looks very sunny. He looks at Marx sitting across from him and asks loudly.

Marx was nodded to him, smiled and introduced himself, and turned to look at a female child who came in finally.

"Well, that..." The girl was stroking her long brown hair and seemed to want them to be more docile. It seemed that she was not satisfied with her natural micro-rolled hair.

"Lisa, Lisa Dupin... oh!" she was talking, and suddenly she screamed, probably because she was too hard to pull off a few hairs.

"Hey, Marx! I said, what book are you reading?" Ernie is short and chunky, but the dress is pretty and gorgeous, and it seems that the family should be very good.

However, Marx did not find the arrogant temperament that his children often have in his body. It seems to be a friend worthy of making friends.

"Oh, I am reading the textbook!" Marx put the book up and showed the cover to Ernie.

"Hey! This book is also available at home, but I never thought about going to see it. It is too thick, and the title looks mostly boring." Ernie scratched his head and made it tidy. The blonde became messy.

Lisa, sitting next to Marx, looked at Ernie's hair, but didn't say anything, just turned to look at Marx.

Marx has always felt that maintaining a neat appearance is a necessary task, which can make others feel good about themselves. After all, most people still like flat dress and clean appearance, although Marx personally feels that as long as it is comfortable.

Lisa looked at Marx secretly and was satisfied with the nodded.

Obviously, this seemingly cute female child is not only very demanding on her appearance, but also the same for others.

After that, except for Anthony, who basically didn't say anything unexpectedly, the other three had some initial exchanges and said that they also had a lot of exchanges at school. Of course, Lisa obviously prefers to talk to Marx, although Ernie, who is a bit nervous, didn't find it.

As for the harvest on this road, in addition to carrying dozens of herbs, the rest is probably "Hermione Miss Granger rushed to face the face"!

However, her arrogant attitude, super fast speech rate and fierce action rules are really making Marx a bit confusing. After a few words of his perfunctory, Hermione hurried away.

By the way, she is helping Neville find a toad - presumably, in fact, Marx basically did not understand clearly, then his attention is all used to remember the name of the herb!

The Hogwarts express train traveled throughout the day, and as the speed slowed down, it was already dark.

The train's terminal is located opposite the lake outside the back gate of Hogwarts. New students have to take a four-person boat to Hogwarts, which is probably one of Hogwarts' traditions. Of course, if you feel that you have seasickness in the future, maybe you can go around the lake to the front door, although this sounds a bit silly.

"Look!" When the first boat approached the cliff, Hadrid loudly shouted a person who occupied a boat.

Everyone bowed their heads and the boat carried them through the ivy tents covering the front of the cliff to the secret open entrance. They seemed to come down the castle under a dark tunnel, and finally reached a place similar to the underground pier, and then climbed a gravel and small cobblestone ground.

Under the light of the Hagrid lanterns, the new students climbed into a tunnel in the rock and finally reached a flat, wet meadow under the shadow of the castle.

Everyone climbed a stone step and gathered in front of a huge oak door.

“Is it all right?” Hagrid raised his big fist and knocked it three times at the castle gate.

The door suddenly opened, and a tall black hair witch in a green robes stood in front of the gate. She looks serious and looks obviously a not so foolish character.

“First Year new student, Professor McGonagall,” Hagrid said.

"Thank you, Hagrid, come here and pick it up."

In the end, it is Hogwarts Castle, even the back door hall is very scary. There was a row of blazing torches on the stone wall, the ceiling was barely visible, and the front was a luxurious marble staircase that went upstairs.

There are noisy vocals in the right door, and the other seniors of Hogwarts must have arrived first. But Professor McGonagall did not bring them directly inside, but led everyone to an empty room opposite the hall.

The space in this empty room is not big, the new students are shouldering together, and most people are nervously observing everything around them.

Marx is no exception. He carries a suitcase and was once crowded into the corner by the crowd. Even owl Marf stood helplessly on top of his head.

“Welcome to Hogwarts,” Professor McGonagall said. “The school dinner is about to begin, but before you go to the dinning hall, you must first decide which house you are going to. The classification is very important. Ceremony, because during your time at school, the house is like your home in Hogwarts..."

Marx was squeezed behind, and did not listen carefully to the interest of Professor McGonagall's speech, just waiting quietly for the beginning of everything.

"...When you are ready there, I will pick you up," Professor McGonagall said. "When you wait, keep quiet."

Just as Professor McGonagall's tob barely fell, Marx suddenly heard a "gu lu".

"Trevor!" A boy shouted from the front, and Marx didn't know whether to cry or laugh and shook his head.

"Please keep quiet!"

Professor McGonagall repeated it in a hard tone, and he left the room. Marx immediately heard the laughter of several people coming from the front.

"Oh-!" Suddenly, a few people screamed in front.

"What's wrong?" Marx whispered, squinting and looking forward. "Oh, that's-"