Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1186: Charlotte’s father

"Oh...Is it silly baby Potter?"

When Harry found the figure of Pepi Ghost in the library, he saw that he had removed several magic books from the bookshelves, and piled them on the open space in the middle to form a throne. In the rest of the place, more books are being dumped everywhere, and it looks like a storm has just swept past.

And Pippi himself, sitting on the back of the "throne" chair, looked a little depressed.

"Uh, Pippi? What's wrong with you? This is the first time I see you in this listless appearance?"

To be honest, there are not many people in school who would like Pippi—Fred and George count as two. And this is precisely because Pippi's pranks are so frequent that it is annoying and sometimes dangerous.

At Hogwarts, Pippi is the perfect combination of humor and malice. It represents an indestructible chaotic spirit. It was born under the pressure of teachers and students of the past generations, and it exists with this magic school.

However, even if it seems to have unlimited energy and want to harass it when you see it, it obviously has weaknesses. One is that it is afraid of Barrow, the ghost blood man of Slytherin; and the other is that it has always been in awe of Dumbledore.

Oh, all right! Nowadays, using the name of Maca, it may be able to bluff it just as well.

But now, Harry felt that he seemed to have found the real weakness of Pepi Ghost.

"Lost listless? Pippi?"

Pippy, sitting high on the top of the pile of books, glanced at Harry and said weakly:

"Perhaps! Because you see, even if I made the library like this, no one would be so angry about it... This is a humiliation to Pepi Ghost!"

"Well, do you feel a little lonely?" Harry looked at the messy library and shook his head reluctantly. "If that's the case, why don't you follow everyone too? I go out... eh, study abroad?"

"Speaking lightly!" Pippi stretched lazily and yawned, "Pippy will not leave here...Of course, in fact, there is no way to leave. Otherwise, you Why didn’t Pippi go outside the school to tease more fools?"

Speaking of this, it seemed to feel even more bored, and suddenly picked up the magic books one by one, and slammed them toward Harry with their bows left and right.

"Don't run! Silly Potter, stand up straight and let Pippi smash it! Hahahaha—"

Looking at Harry holding his head scurrying, Pippi laughed loudly as if he had found some fun again. But after smashing Harry out of the library, he sat back on the back of his "throne" chair with a drooping face, and continued to daze with his chin.

"Hey, just a Potter...it's boring."

"Oh, I thought it was a Peppy ghost, as long as there is a "human-looking" who can be with him, it will not be so boring. But now, it seems that Peppy ghost is really not count In it."

That is when Harry left the library bored, rubbing the back of his head that was smashed by the magic book while walking downstairs, he suddenly saw from the window he was flying towards here from a distance A dark shadow coming over.

"Is anyone here again?" Harry hurriedly leaned over to the window and looked into the air, "What is that...oh, is it a carriage?"

Yes, at this moment, there is a horse-drawn carriage in the sky rushing from far to near. The two sturdy flying horses are pulling the cart, and they are very fast when they stretch their wings and glide in the wind.

As the carriage got closer and closer, Harry even saw a coat of arms on the black carriage—the gold pattern on the black background, printed with the mysterious pattern of six-pointed stars, goat horns, and magic wands. Unseen.

Especially on the side of the erected wand, the long and narrow blue eyes make people have a thrilling illusion just by glancing at them.

Although the carriage is currently gliding in the air and has not slowed down early, it is undoubtedly a visitor to Hogwarts.

After all, there seems to be only Hogwarts Castle nearby.

So, as soon as Harry saw someone coming again, he hurriedly hurried to the school gate.

A few minutes later, Harry hurried to the school gate and saw the moment the carriage landed. And soon, two wizards who he didn't even knew got out of the car.

"How are you?" Harry said in a puzzled way across the school gate. "Sorry, it may be a bit rude to talk through the door. But I believe the two of you also understand that now we have to be more cautious... , May I ask who you are looking for?"

"Oh, yes, we can understand." The opponent nodded slightly outside the iron fence. "So please let me introduce myself-I'm Norman Witt, Charlotte Father, I think you should know my daughter?"

"Ah! Miss Witt's father?" Harry's eyes widened in surprise when he heard it, and then he quickly said, "I'm sorry...Yes, of course I know it. She has been doing it since graduation. Assistant to the principal. But... Sir, if you come to her, I don’t think she is in school now..."

"No, no," Norman shook his head when he heard the words, "Although I really want to see Charlotte, this time, I am not here for her."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, then went on:

"Actually, I came to Mr. McLean to talk about some very important things on behalf of our Witt family... Well, don’t you know if he is inside?"

"Look for maca?"

Harry shook his head immediately after hearing this:

"No, he's not here either—sir, if you have anything you want to tell him, I might be able to tell him when he comes back?"

"Not there?" Norman frowned slightly when he heard it, as if a little anxious, "Well, then I'll wait here...Oh no, I think I'll just go find him! This classmate, Do you know where he is now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed at himself, then shrugged:

"I'm a little stupid...Where else can he go if he is not in London at this time? Classmate, sorry to bother you, I'm just—"

"Oh, please wait a moment!"

Norman wanted to say goodbye to Harry, then turned back to the carriage. But before he could finish speaking, Harry stopped him and moved closer to the door.

"Mr. Witte, may I ask what happened in London?"

Because the previous Kingsley was a little bit ambiguous, Maca didn't have any relevant explanation in the message, so that Harry knew nothing about the outside situation.

Now it's hard to catch another big living person. How can he resist asking?

But he did not expect that the middle-aged wizard who claimed to be Charlotte's father seemed to be less inclined to talk about the situation in London than Kingsley.

"Um... it's just a strange thick fog," Norman grinned reluctantly. "Of course, this fog is very strange and very dangerous. Classmate, you stay at Hogwarts. Ok..."

While speaking, he seemed to think of some situations in the black market, and suddenly turned to:

"Oh, although you may be worried about your friends, remember not to go there anyway. Okay, we have to go now!"

After that, Norman and the old steward who had never spoken again boarded the carriage, and left with the whistling wind under the lead of Pegasus.

Harry stared at the carriage coming and going in a hurry, and couldn't help standing still for a while.

"Worried about your friends?"

Norman walked so fast that he didn't have time to continue questioning. But as soon as he heard the word "friend", Harry immediately thought of Ron and Hermione, so he immediately thought of his beloved Ginny again.

"They..." Harry thought for a while, and quickly shook his head, "No, they can't be in London. Haven't everyone already participated in that "study tour"?"

……

At the moment when Harry felt a little hesitant and worried about the whereabouts of Hermione and the others, he didn't know that the four of Hermione and the others had indeed encountered a lot of trouble.

In a certain street in the underground black market of London, Hermione and the others, who had repeatedly fled, were finally driven into a dead end by the wizards who were more familiar with the terrain.

Looking at the witches and wizards coming towards them step by step, Ron couldn't help but shouted and asked:

"Who are you guys? Why are you chasing us?"

Actually, in the previous fierce escape, Hermione and the others also found something wrong. Because although they didn't know how many people got off the carriage back then, they were obviously far fewer than the wizards who were besieging them now.

Looking at the nearly ten adult wizards approaching here, all four of them were holding their magic wands in their right hands and holding the slate in their left hands, putting on a posture of waiting.

Amid Ron's questioning, none of the wizards on the other side spoke. They just looked at this side coldly, and continued to approach ~IndoMTL.com without a word. The magic wand was pointed in the direction of the four of them.

Not long after, Hermione knew that they had nowhere to go, because her back was already stuck to the cold wall at the end of the lane.

Obviously, they can't stay in this stalemate anymore.

"Protection."

Suddenly, Hermione lowered her voice and said to the three friends around her. And at that moment, the other three people who were already mentally prepared immediately cooperated with her, raising the stone slab in their left hand and standing on a fixed position.

They have practiced this cooperation many times. Although it is not the latest combination of magic texts that Hermione has studied, they are better than they are familiar with.

The next moment, I saw the magic inscriptions on the four stone slabs in their hands suddenly lit up with a blue light, and an invisible magic barrier was immediately supported around the four.

Immediately, Hermione said again:

"Attack!"