Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 401: Good guys or bad guys

() "I said, Olivia...you better throw that guy from unknown origin! Just throw it wherever you want... It's too dangerous to leave such a guy at home!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can you leave a comatose person outside? You say that, Dad will be sad!"

"Eh? I'm caring about you! I'm okay. I'm leaving tomorrow anyway, but what do you do? What if you wait for that guy to wake up and find out that he's a criminal... Oh! That's it! Sad!"

Just next to the Jackson Trade Plaza that the female reporter was talking about, a pair of sisters were talking uncompromisingly on an old-fashioned pharmacy shop.

The older sister seems to be older, about 30 years old; while the younger sister is only in her early twenties at most, the two sisters are quite different in age.

Actually, compared with the older sister Olivia, sister Abigail is smarter and more vigilant towards the darkness of society.

"No matter what you say, I have to keep him anyway," my sister Olivia said stubbornly. "Dad never gave up any patient during his lifetime. As his daughter, we must follow him as an example. !"

"That's what I said, haven't you been admitted to the therapist?" Sister Abigail said disapprovingly while packing the suitcase, "As dad's daughter, we have already failed."

"No, although I have to visit the store every day, I have never stopped..." Olivia said firmly, "I will never give up!"

"It's thirty, my sister!" Abigail dropped the clothes in his hands, straightened up and said angrily, "Isn't it good to put your thoughts on potions? Compared to comprehensive More demanding therapists are required to come. At least you are more talented in potions. Can't you be a pharmacist to cure diseases and save people?"

"..." Olivia struck her neck and whispered, then lay down on the sofa, twisting her body like a baby, and said, "That's just a little bit stronger, potions are more than you think It’s much harder..."

"It's all thirty!" Abigail looked at the suspected bug creature on the sofa without a word, and said weakly, "Forget it, do it with you! Whatever you like..."

She paused, but then changed her voice, and pulled the topic back again: "...but before that, you must get rid of that suspicious guy! Otherwise, I won't worry about it!"

"No!" Olivia bounced off the sofa abruptly.

"My sister--" Abigail couldn't help but moaned.

Olivia suddenly "swish" pointed her finger at her sister, and there was a touch of approval in her expression.

"Yes! That's it!" She was pleasantly surprised.

"Huh?" Abigail had been scared by this unreliable sister who was always surprised, and said unmovedly, "What's wrong?"

"I am my sister!" Olivia emphasized, "My sister should listen to my sister! Understand?"

"Then show up as a sister!" Abigail scolded dissatisfiedly, "How long has it been since the store has a new potion? People's'gilt crucibles' are all sold out in Britain. It's called... well, "Xianyin Pharmacy", the profit is high!"

"'Hidden Potion'?" Olivia tilted her head and asked, "Sounds like a weird name?"

"Your brain is weird!" Abigail said dejectedly, "Forget it, you can figure it out by yourself..."

She is helpless for this sister who wants to be a therapist. Her good sister is not only pure-hearted, but she has also inherited the stubbornness of the dead ghost father perfectly, and she doesn't listen to anything.

She should really suffer a loss, so she might be able to understand some common sense in life.

"...Well, just do it!" Abigail nodded secretly.

Although according to the itinerary, she should leave for New Orleans early tomorrow morning to investigate the local mandela grass cultivation area.

When she was studying in school, she showed great potential in herbal medicine, and her own efforts also laid a solid foundation for her to find the good job now.

Compared to the somewhat hopeless sister in front of her, Abigail is obviously more mature and sensible.

After all, they are a family. When both parents passed away, the sisters still had a very good relationship. So even if she postponed the trip, she had to work harder for her sister.

However, the plan never keeps up with the changes. She had just made up her mind to pretend to leave, and then went into hiding to observe the follow-up situation at home secretly, but the door of the house opened creakingly at this moment.

"...Did you...save me?"

The husky voice is matched with the messy mid-length hair, the thin face is sickly pale, the eye sockets are deep and the lips are dry, and the upper body is still wrapped in a thick bandage.

Look at him like that, exactly like a seriously ill patient.

Just looking at the resolute silhouette and unyielding eyes, it still exudes stubbornness and strength. It was Sirius Black, a wizard who bravely stepped through the darkness with blood and life.

"Oh! You can't get up yet--"

The pure-tempered Olivia reacted almost immediately. She jumped up from the sofa without thinking, and rushed towards Sirius who was standing against the wall.

"Go and lie down! You are too badly hurt to move around at will... Go in, go back to bed..."

Olivia almost dragged, pushing Sirius back into the room without resistance.

Abigail, who was standing by the suitcase, seemed to want to say something, but looking at Sirius's injury, he finally put up with it for the time being.

"It seems that you can't do any harmful behavior for a while, wait until he lay back on the bed and ask..." Abigail thought as he walked towards the room.

"...No, thank you...but I can't stay here anymore...I must..."

While Sirius was pushed back to the bed by Olivia, he still muttered weakly in his mouth. He, who seemed very difficult just to speak, might not be able to get out of this house if he let him go.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you can stay now or not!" Seeing him lying back on the bed, Olivia was covering him with a quilt, Abigail said in a strong tone, "You think it is Who saved you?"

"Abby (Abigail's nickname)!" Olivia called to her sister angrily.

"I'm telling the truth!" Abigail ignored her sister's intention to stop him, staring at Sirius, "Say! Who are you? Why did you fall at the back door of our house? If so, If necessary, I will immediately transfer you to the Auror Office of the Magic Congress for strict review!"

"Abigail!" Olivia yelled again, "You can't talk like that! This gentleman may have just been attacked by a villain! Isn't it?"

"...No, this is your sister, right?" Sirius said with a weak aura. "She was right. An unidentified suspicious man shouldn't be left in her own home...but, I can't yet. I was taken away...I still have something to accomplish..."

"So...you, you really are not a good person!" Abigail was shocked when he heard this, and pulled his sister to get away from the bed.

"...good guys or bad guys..." Sirius smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It should be considered a ‘good guy’... right?"

"From when you are still hesitating, you can't be considered a good person!"

Abigail dragged her sister out of the room with great effort, and then hurriedly wanted to find her wand. But it was easy to find, but finally remembered that the wand seemed to be still in the room.

"This... well, it's okay... he was hurt so badly, it should be no problem..."

The various crimes left by the first generation of Dark Lords in the United States, as well as the traces of dark wizard activities that appeared from time to time in the American magical world, made wizards who grew up on this land to be vigilant. Bigeer is naturally one of them.

After all, innocent women like her sister Olivia are always a minority.

Abigail plucked up his courage, cheered for himself secretly, and then immediately blocked his sister and rushed into the room, and went straight to the desk.

But she seemed to be a step late again, because she had just run a few steps when she saw Sirius leaning against the wall next to the desk, panting, holding Abigail's wand in his hand.

As for his own magic wand, it has fallen into a dead end before and I don't know where it is.

"This lady...please believe that I won't hurt you..." Sirius said with difficulty, "but I should go now...I can't waste any more time..."

He took a few deep breaths of air, but then he coughed again, and the strength he had just gathered was gone again. I saw that his figure was unstable for a while, and he collapsed into the corner with a "bang".

But the wand in his hand is still clenched tightly, and although his eyes are half drooping, they are still full of firmness.

"Please don't care..."

Sirius's words were not addressed to Abigail~IndoMTL.com~ but to Olivia behind her.

Although Olivia is very kind and pure, she is not sure that the strange man in front of her may indeed be a dangerous person. Under the current situation, even if she couldn't suppress the worries about the patient in her heart, she did not act too naively as before.

Sirius climbed up again, his sluggish muscles made his movements seem slow and weak, but he seemed to be indifferent and wanted to leave here wholeheartedly.

He pointed the tip of his magic wand at the two sisters silently. He walked hard but did not hesitate. He dragged his wounded body out of the door, walked through the living room, and walked down the wooden steps. go with.

"...By the way," Sirius paused on the stairs and said softly, "Thank you for your room, smart and kind girl."

"How did you know it was mine—"

Abigail was in the middle of speaking, and suddenly realized it was his own magic wand. But in such a chaotic situation, this man can still think about this kind of thing, he really doesn't know what he is thinking!