Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1526: Be responsible for yourself

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"Okay, that's it... The shelter of the wizard's side is in Calais, France, across the Strait of Dover, and there is a family wizard from Fort Blois who is in charge of the port. You will Apparate first. Right! Up to an hour, I will use a flying broomstick to bring your father there."

The deformation and shock in the process of using the Phantom Mantra will obviously cause a great burden on people with poor physical conditions. This is the same even if you hide in the space where the Unmarked Stretching Mantra is superimposed.

Hermione said to the other party while tying the drawstring of the handbag:

"By the time I get to the port of Calais, the sky should be completely dark, and there are still many things to do here...Let's go! Can't delay any more time."

Seeing that she had finished speaking, she hung the beaded handbag on her body, then picked up the broom and walked to the window. The wizard who showed gratitude on her face suddenly hesitated, and then finally couldn't help but speak:

"Wait! Miss Granger...I think there is one more thing I need to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

Hermione heard the words, and her hand that had just opened the curtain immediately stopped.

"Actually...Gary came to my place just now." The other party hesitated behind her.

"Gary?"

"It's my eldest nephew—you've seen it before."

After what he said, Hermione understood immediately.

Yes, what the other party said should be the boy who has always been hostile to them. It turned out that his name was "Gary".

Just...

"Didn’t he have been sent to the evacuation site with his family a long time ago? Because he was worried about his grandfather, so he came back secretly by himself?"

"It should be like this," the wizard nodded. "The kid came over and visited his grandfather again, and then left again... However, although he only said he was seeing his grandfather, but later I just found out that he secretly took away his grandfather’s wand."

"Huh?"

When Hermione heard it, she couldn't help frowning.

"Should not all of your wands be confiscated? The upstairs should have come and searched again--"

"Miss Granger, don't get me wrong! I have never thought of hiding a magic wand!" The other party shook his head quickly, "His grandfather's wand has been damaged in the battle in London, even if it can still cast the magic wand. The curse, there is no power, even if you are not careful, you may even hurt yourself..."

As the other party was talking, Hermione suddenly remembered the previous report from the Muggle liaison officer. In that case, the wizard who flees west is probably Gary?

"Why didn't you say this earlier!"

"Because, Gary, he... I think that kid probably wanted to go to Helbo. He grew up listening to his grandfather's story and has always admired being locked up in Azkaban. His grandfather... After his grandfather came back, he also learned a lot of dark magic with his grandfather."

"Does he want to beg Helbo to cure his grandfather?" Hermione thought for a while and frowned again.

However, she quickly couldn't help but smile when she saw the other party.

"No, I think he wants to be a'real' dark wizard!" This man who had also been addicted to dark magic sighed, "In fact, my father was in the fog of London After returning from the serious injury, my brother and I were very scared. We are all people with families, and that Helbo... is obviously completely different from what we imagined!"

"However, when my brother and I no longer wanted to be a dark wizard, the badly injured father not only did not hate Helbo, who hurt him so badly, but was even unconscious when lying in bed. I’ve been talking about it all the time... Said that Haierbo is a'real black wizard', a'black wizard greater than the dark lord'."

When Hermione heard this, she couldn't help but press her hand gently on her beaded handbag--is it really worth her to go back and forth for someone who can say this?

"In other words, your nephew Gary, he...has the same idea as his grandfather?"

"At least I think it should be like this."

After a little nod, the other party looked at Hermione's hand pressing on her waist:

"Don't worry! Father, he won't live long anyway, even if he can hold on for a few more days, he won't be able to cause any trouble to you anymore! As for Gary's kid...if he doesn't watch it sooner Realistically, even if he is captured this time, he will end up in the same way as his grandfather because of his extreme thoughts sooner or later!"

"But after all--"

Hermione probably wanted to say "he is still young after all", but after another thought, the boy named "Gary" was actually at most one or two years younger than her. Thinking of this, she seemed to be unable to say that sentence anymore.

Yes, in this disaster, everyone is already in a state of desperation. If you can't take responsibility for your actions and decisions, others will be unable to help them even if they want to help them.

And when Hermione's mood was wandering, she saw the other party who was also silent and suddenly said:

"Miss Granger, the respondent is in the port of Calais, isn't it? I'll go there first... Father's transfer, please!"

Before the voice fell, the other party took the initiative to pick up the door key Hermione had brought, and then disappeared from the place instantly as the space constricted.

"Forget it...Even his family said so, why should I be nosy?"

Such thoughts passed through Hermione's heart secretly. She didn't seem to want to waste any more time, and immediately opened the window with a "crash", stepped onto the flying broomstick and rushed out.

Half of the sun in the west has been obscured by the mountain-like gray fog~IndoMTL.com~ But the afterglow of the setting sun is still very bright. After taking a few more glances at the magnificent scene, Hermione was about to turn back and accelerate towards the strait.

But she turned her head back abruptly, and flew straight to the direction of the fog in the west.

"The potion is abundant, and there are spare parts..." Hermione waved a fist gently in the air and whispered to herself, "'Gary', isn't it? A brain like yours. It’s not the first time I’ve seen the guy with the problem... I’m confused and okay, I will definitely use my fist to make you sober!"

If in the past few years, Hermione has acted like imitating Maca paradoxically, then perhaps the decision like today is really based on her own thoughts.

Like...like Miss Hermione Granger who had always wanted to punch Malfoy in the face.

Just as Hermione was flying extremely fast in the direction of the setting sun, a figure was immersed in the road between Faversham and Sitingborn.

"...Maca...McLean."