Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 289: The wizard’s hairy heart

For Maca, the story of Regulus should never end in his mouth. The story belongs to both Regulus and Voldemort.

He is not qualified to put an end to Regulus's story without authorization.

If one day, when Voldemort returns to the cave where the fake Horcrux is hidden and takes out the suicide note of Regulus from it, the story will end quietly in the most appropriate form.

As for what is written in Regulus' suicide note, Maca has long been unable to remember.

Back down the stairs to the study, Lenny ran up to him and raised the parchment filled with words like a treasure.

Maca looked at the crooked letters on it, and took it with ease.

"The Collection of Poetry and Bidou Tales" is a collection of fairy tales by wizards. Most of the stories collected in it convey positive things like "good for good, evil for evil", "cannot abuse magic", etc. information.

Because they are all fairy tales, the stories in them are not too long, and it won’t take long to copy the longest "Legend of Three Brothers".

"Lenny is ready to copy! Lenny is out!"

The little girl saw Maca picking it up, and when she said happily, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait."

"What's the matter!"

Maca beckoned to her, then returned to the desk and sat down. Although Lenny was full of reluctance, she had to move to the desk obediently.

"'Witch's hairy heart'..." Maca asked, looking at the parchment scroll written by Leni, "I asked you to pick one of your favorite copies, right?"

"Yes..." Lenny nodded with her big watery eyes open.

In fact, in "The Poetry and Bidou Tales", the story chosen by Lenny is the darkest among them. Its purpose is to warn young wizards and wizards not to use black magic indiscriminately.

Because the content of this story is too bloody, when wizard parents read bedtime stories to their children, this story is usually skipped directly.

In this story, the young wizard as the protagonist is handsome, rich and intelligent. He thinks that emotion is a weakness of man, so he uses black magic to block all his emotions and prevent him from falling in love with others. The possibility.

However, when he was immersed in his "perfect" living alone, he found that his two servants were talking about themselves: one of them was sympathetic to him, and the other was even mocking him for even his wife. Can't find it.

The wizard who felt that his self-esteem was trampled decided to find a good woman who made them jealous to be his wife.

Soon, he was lucky enough to meet a woman who was beautiful and rich, and she was amazingly talented in magic.

Although the wizard can't tell whether he likes her or not, it doesn't seem to matter-he just wants a good wife to make others jealous.

He started to try to please the woman, but it didn't seem to work.

At this time, the girl spoke up——

"I only believe those love words you say when I think you have a heart."

The wizard took her to the castle's dungeon and showed her a magical crystal box with his beating heart inside.

But because the heart has been isolated from the body for too long, it has become shrunken. And because of the black magic, many long black hairs grew on it.

The girl asked the wizard to put the heart back to its original place. The wizard agreed, and he put the hairy heart back into his chest.

However, this heart has been imprisoned by black magic for too long, becoming reckless and savage, and its desires have become ferocious and surly.

The wizard found that he had to abandon it immediately, or he would be taken control of his body by this dark magic-tainted heart.

So he took out the girl's heart and tried to use it to replace his hairy heart.

But Shaggy's heart is already very strong, and it doesn't allow wizards to use magic to take out themselves. The wizard naturally didn't want to be controlled by his heart anymore, so he struggled to pick it out of his chest with a dagger.

As a result, he fell on the girl's body, holding a completely different heart in each hand.

"Then you are going to talk about it, why do you like this one?" Maca flicked the parchment scroll with his fingers, then looked at Lenny.

Maca thought she would say something like "because this article is the shortest" or "Lenny likes to dig her heart" and so on-Lenny has this character in her daily life, and she never thinks about it. I don't like to think too deeply, and Maca doesn't expect her to understand the truth by just copying it.

Unexpectedly, this time, Laini’s reason was not as straightforward as he had imagined.

"If Lenny tells the truth, you can't punish Lenny anymore!" The little girl pointed to Maca's nose and said loudly.

"Just say whatever you want..." Maca nodded and said, "I won't punish you."

"Because..." Lenny said with a smile, "Because that wizard, it seems to be talking about you! Seeing him finally die, Lenny is happy!"

Maca was taken aback when he heard the words, and then frowned slightly.

It makes sense to say that he is like the protagonist in that story-he has indeed lost his emotions. But that was before Lennie, and few people knew that he had lost his emotions.

Where did this little girl learn about it?

"Then you mean, how am I the same as that wizard?" Maca thought for a while, suddenly asked.

"Neither you nor him have a heart!"

Lenny said, stepping back cautiously, seemingly because she noticed the slight change in Maca's expression, she was worried about whether she would be punished again.

"No heart?"

Maca touched her chest subconsciously, and suddenly realized the true meaning of Laini's "truth" that seemed to be a joke.

Lenny probably didn't say this because she knew her past, let alone saying that he really "has no heart."

What she wanted to express, I am afraid, was that he always hid his true feelings.

"Hey! Bastard Maca..." Lenny stared at Maca with her head shrinking, and stretched out her hand to gently pull the hem of his wizard robe, "You said okay! Say okay, Leni will not be punished. Yo!"

Seeing her cowering look, Maca couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, I won't punish you-go and play by yourself! Remember not to mess with others, do you know?"

"Got it!" Lenny waved her hand immediately, and then ran out of the study.

Maca leaned back in the chair, looking at the parchment scroll in his hand, gradually sinking into thought.

He was used to disguise early on, but when he really lost his emotions, he realized more and more that he could not live without them.

The question is, if a person’s emotions are hidden for too long, will there be some unknown mutation as described in "The Wizard's Hairy Heart"?

If the answer is yes, what will happen? Is it a good change or a bad change?

After thinking for a long time, Maca did not come to any reliable conclusions.

In this world, emotions and emotions are closely related to magic. If Maca wants to continue to study magic, he will inevitably be unable to avoid this complex and elusive subject.

"Wait! Emotions and emotions?"

As if thinking of something, he quickly pulled out a notebook from the pile of books in front of him, leaned on the table and looked it up carefully.

……

Meanwhile, in the old dusty living room on the second floor.

"Sirius? What's wrong with you... are you okay?"

In the deepest part of the living room, Kreacher was no longer there, but Sirius was still standing in front of the tapestry, startled.

Harry wanted to ask Sirius some questions, but when he found Sirius's back here, he immediately saw the dazed expression on his face.

"Huh?" Sirius turned his head to look at his godson, then shook his head slightly, "Oh, Harry...I'm fine!"

Harry looked at the tapestry embroidered with the genealogy, then hesitantly nodded—he thought Sirius was cherishing his childhood.

"You are not on it!" Harry followed the tree-like family tree to see the lowest point, but did not find Sirius' name.

"It used to be on it." Sirius said, pointing to a small black hole in the tapestry~IndoMTL.com~It looked like a trace of being burnt by a cigarette.

"After I ran away from the house, my dear old mother destroyed me-Kreacher liked to whisper this story."

Speaking of Kreacher, Sirius subconsciously glanced behind him, where there was only a mark knocked out by the elf's head, and a pool of dusty, wet water stains.

"Are you escaping from the house?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"I was probably sixteen years old that year..." Sirius said, "I have had enough."

"Where have you been?" Harry asked, staring at him.

"Your father's house," Sirius said, showing a look of memory again, "Your grandparents are very understanding, they almost think of me as the second son..."

"Yes! When school is off, I will stay at your father's house temporarily; when I am seventeen, I will find a place by myself!"

"My uncle Alphad left me a considerable amount of gold--he was also cleared from here, probably for this reason!"

"Since then, I have taken care of myself... But Mr. Potter and Mrs. Potter always welcome me to their house for dinner every Saturday."

"But, why are you..." Harry asked euphemistically.

"You mean running away from home?" Sirius smiled bitterly and combed his tousled long hair with his hands. "Because I hate all of them-my parents are crazy about pure blood, they believe that as The people of the Black family are naturally noble..."

By chatting casually with Harry, Sirius also gradually freed himself from his grief and anger. At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Sirius said boredly.