Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 406: The embers without fire
() "...What kind of wizard is that guy? It's terrible."
Joshua, who was knocked into the air by Maca's rapid burst of spells, is now running away frantically. He had to flee, because this was the first time he was beaten with a curse without any backhand since he had this power.
Although he doesn't know how powerful his master really is—it must be very strong, right? However, the master has never used an offensive spell to deal with them, because the master only needs to activate the brand to completely lose their will to fight.
No, they are a group of timid children, where does the fighting will come from?
"...didn't he chase it?"
Joshua ran wildly in the alley, looking back from time to time, but there was no sign of anyone chasing him. But he was so terrified that he couldn't stop--he didn't even have the courage to take a breath!
He kept running, just to stay away from the monster wizard that suddenly appeared...the farther the better!
He didn't think about where he should escape, he was just running away instinctively.
The buildings on both sides kept moving back while he was running, and gradually merged with the night. Occasionally, there are one or two owls, which are as stern as the cry of a child, and the gloominess makes people shudder.
Joshua feels like he is back when he was a child, back to the time when he had not been taken away by his master. He thought of his father, who was drunk, gambling, and who beat him when he was okay.
He also remembered that one night he escaped from that filthy and terrifying home, only to be chased by his father holding a club and losing a leg.
Yes, that's right... That night was also so dim, there was no starlight or moon, the street lights were flashing, and the night cat's hiss made his legs and feet weak.
He kept running, and the lame and terrible father was chasing him closely behind him. The stick in his hand was thick and hard, and it was burning pain when he scratched his back.
His father planted a seed of fear for him.
"...Don't come here! Father...don't hit me..."
Joshua's spirit was almost on the verge of collapse. He dragged his weak body to run forward with all his strength, muttering non-stop in his mouth.
This chaos seems to have brought him some strength. I saw him rushing all the way, black mist appeared again, and gradually covered his whole body.
Not long after, he suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards the exit of Jackson Square subconsciously.
The wind whimpered in his ear, but he didn't hear it at all. He was overwhelmed by his own fear, and that inexplicable force encroached on his body, disrupted his thoughts, and forced him to follow instinctive actions.
He wants to go home, go back to the place that "father" can't find, and accept the punishment honestly. Although the master's punishment was terrible, it was not an alternative salvation for him.
Because no one treats him well, no one needs him-only the master needs him!
"...accept the punishment, and then the master will continue to need me. I will go back there and escape from the terrible ‘father’, and the master will hug me as usual..."
Many children were taken there. He was not the first, nor was he the last. What other children think in their hearts is still unclear, but this is what Joshua thinks.
When he rushed through the brick wall and reappeared on the streets of New York, he had completely turned into a thick black mist flying at high speed.
In the black mist with long tails, there are many times more "Mars" mixed with each other than usual, and flying in the air looks like a meteor shining with red light.
The meteor dashed high under the low clouds and flew toward the west of the city center.
……
Beside an abandoned warehouse, there stands a slightly dilapidated monastery. The outer wall of this monastery is mottled gray and yellow, and dark green creepers cover a lot of the area, and most of the original exquisite carvings have been destroyed.
From the outside, it doesn’t seem like a place where people come back.
"Squeaky--"
Joshua opened the tall wooden door in a daze, and walked in with a heavy step. Instead of staying in this dusty space, he walked straight toward the courtyard behind.
There is also nothing unusual in the atrium. Withered weeds are everywhere, and the fountain pond has already dried up. There seems to be some strange graffiti painted on the wall, but it has long since become a mystery that no one can solve.
Joshua passed through the atrium, stepped up a loose staircase, and entered an empty room on the second floor.
In this room, there is a tattered bed and an empty desk. And on the wall opposite the desk, there was a broken mirror.
The mirror is covered with dust, making the figure almost invisible.
"Yeqi's tail feathers."
Joshua looked into the mirror and uttered the command vaguely. However, as time passed by, the mirror did not produce any changes.
"Yeqi's tail feathers!"
He stared at the broken mirror blankly and repeated the password again, but there was still no movement—the scene he expected did not appear.
"...how, how... the password is not wrong... Ye Qi’s tail feathers! Ye Qi’s tail feathers! Ye Qi..."
He rushed to the mirror, pressed his hands hard against the wall, and muttered frantically. He wanted to go back, back to the place that made him both fearful and attached.
But the cold reality in front of him gradually made him feel desperate. The broken mirror seemed to silently tell him that the last redemption in his life, the last light in his darkness, had quietly extinguished at some point.
"It seems...you have been abandoned?"
A voice suddenly rang behind him, making his feet soft and falling to the ground in a panic. Without hesitation, he crawled towards the dirty corner almost with hands and feet, and shrank into a ball shivering.
In the direction of the sound, Maca's figure gradually appeared-he was standing at the door of the room, watching everything here silently.
"Have you got the news so soon?" He squinted, staring at the mirror and muttered.
The other party's response to Sirius was to immediately wipe it out, because for the silent, dealing with Sirius is not a difficult task.
If Maca did not come, if Maca did not arrange for the protection of the eight-eyed giant spider, I am afraid Sirius would have been quietly eliminated.
No, even if there is an alienated eight-eyed giant spider, the opponent can send reinforcements to try to eliminate it. Therefore, they have no reason to choose to abandon a silent person who has finally been cultivated so decisively.
Then, there are not many reasons why they abandoned Joshua, and the most likely one is the arrival of Maca.
He stretched out his hand and fumbled around the mirror, carefully sensing the magical fluctuations in it. A large amount of magic knowledge flowed quickly in his mind, contrasting with the magic feedback in front of him.
For a moment, he put his hand down.
"Your name is'Joshua'...right?" Maca turned her head and looked at the shivering young man in the corner, "Want to follow me in to see? I think you should think Ask them a few questions..."
He paused for a while, then chuckled lightly: "...Of course, provided that they haven't run away yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the staff in his hand was lifted, and while the magic power was surging, a series of complicated magic characters flashed across the top of the staff, and they fell into the hazy mirror fragments one by one. .
Immediately afterwards, the shattered mirror suddenly shrouded in a layer of silver light, and the original defect and old place began to be automatically repaired.
Not long after, a brand-new full-length mirror that was incompatible with the dilapidated environment around him suddenly appeared in front of him.
In the mirror that was as clean as a new one, Maca couldn't see himself. All he could see was the view of this room. But unlike the actual environment, the room in the mirror is not messy or old.
Maca turned his head again, and the young man named Joshua got up when the mirror was shining silver, and walked to him in a daze.
But when Maca's gaze fell on him again, he stepped back inexplicably in horror, and stood on the side with his neck hunched.
"You decide whether to enter or not to enter."
Maca didn't have any time to waste on him, and after leaving a word casually, he walked directly into the mirror.
The monastery in the mirror has a lot of traces of life. The hanging lamps in the corridor are still exuding a gentle glow, the red carpets are soft and clean, and the landscape oil paintings on the walls are vivid and clear.
Maca walked gently in the corridor, and occasionally opened a room to take a look, but no one was found.
He came to the hall downstairs. The fireplace seemed to have just gone out, and the embers still exuded warm air.
In front of a few seats on the long table next to ~IndoMTL.com~ there are even leftovers leftovers from eating, a pot of unfinished pumpkin cream soup is still braving a little heat.
"Have you just left?" Maca frowned, "The clue is broken again..."
He pulled off a chair and sat down, propped his forehead and thought quietly.
After a short while, while Maca was still finishing his thoughts, Joshua walked in nervously. He saw Maca sitting at the dining table at a glance, and suddenly stopped in a little panic, and stopped at the door without saying a word.
He seems to be at a loss, not knowing what to do. He didn't dare to talk to Maca, he didn't dare to turn around and leave—he didn't even know where he should go in the future.
He can only stand there silently, staring blankly at the pattern on the carpet with his eyelids down.
"Do you know where they went?"
As Maca asked, Joshua trembled.