Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1276: I never thought of it

　　It can be said that Thomas never thought he was a special person since he was a child.

　　He was born in an ordinary wizarding family. His father was a small sales manager at the Lihen Bookstore in Diagon Alley, and his mother was a writer for a lesser-known witch costume magazine.

　　 And he himself, after graduating from Hufflepuff College in Hogwarts, has been his keeper at the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley.

　　 All these years, my father has already retired from Lihen Bookstore, and he also has a wife who is just as ordinary as him, and a pair of cute children.

　　 So, in fact, he thought more than once that he would probably spend his whole life dull and unachievable. Just like my parents, I watched my children grow up, and then live an ordinary life like mead mixed with water like my useless father.

　　 Yes, it is like mead mixed with water. Although it is light and tasteless in the mouth, afterwards, I can barely smell a slightly sweet fragrance.

　　 Of course, if you drink too much, you will definitely get drunk, and you will stay awkward until you fall asleep.

　　"Maybe, this is Hufflepuff, right?"

　　 Thomas doesn’t know whether to blame his mediocre life on the sorting hat, but occasionally he does use this excuse to comfort himself...especially in daily life or work, when he encounters certain When it doesn't go well.

　　 However, when Thomas discovered that there was a Hufflepuff who was beyond his common sense, and appeared repeatedly in every corner of his life. He knew that he would never be able to say that sentence anymore.

　　 That’s right, there are also extraordinary people among Hufflepuffs. Even without mentioning that McLean, there have been many celebrities from Hufflepuff in the world.

　　 is just him...or rather, it's just that many people subconsciously ignore Hufflepuffs because of their low-key personality.

　　Yes, mediocre, it's just this self who doesn't know what to work for.

　　 So, when Voldemort and Greenward both died in the vestibule of Hogwarts, and the entire magical world was calm again, Thomas ordered a personal correspondence course on the protection of magical biology and planned to fight again. A handful.

　　I think at Hogwarts, his grades in all subjects were not high, but he was talented in this course alone. If you can earnestly take the certificate of a senior breeder, you may get a better job than raising owls.

　　 Okay! He knows that his ambitions are probably just that little bit-that's it, he just gritted his teeth and reluctantly decided it!

　　 But who knows that the world is unpredictable, Haierbo’s present life just ruined his already boring life.

　　The turmoil after another caused the quill shop where his wife was a salesperson to close. Various unknown dangers also made him unwilling to study and work.

　　 But, the trouble obviously doesn't stop there.

　　 When this foggy disaster hit London unexpectedly, he and his colleagues who were working in Diagon Alley were dumbfounded.

　　 At that time, Diagon Alley had not yet been stationed by the Aurors, but the attack by those unknown dark wizards came first. Seeing colleagues trying to escape home, he subconsciously ran away as soon as he thought that he still had his wife and children at home.

　　 But it was obvious that it was undoubtedly an extremely wrong decision. During the run, his colleagues were hit by a glaring green light one by one, and fear lingered in his heart.

　　 Can you say that he is lucky? Or is it bad luck?

　　 Unknowingly, he realized that he had become one of the few people who had escaped from Diagon Alley, but he was also lost because of the rushing and the thickening fog around him.

　　 There is no doubt that there are few wizards in the magic world who often go to Muggle cities, and he naturally doesn't. For him, London is not a very familiar place.

　　 After that, Thomas has been hiding in the streets of London, and he was almost spotted by dark wizards who suddenly became lunatics several times.

　　 Fortunately, I don’t know if it’s because of too much bad luck that the world can't even see it, and he has avoided it quite threateningly several times.

　　 It's a pity that he has never drunk that extremely expensive elixir. The good luck will run out sooner or later-well, at least Thomas thinks so.

　　 "...Ping, safe guarding."

　　 At a corner of a certain alley, Thomas shrank between the large flip-top trash can and the brick wall, carefully casting his only protective spell.

　　 Spells and Defense against the Dark Arts have never been his strong points. In every final exam that year, the evaluation almost only swayed above the pass line.

　　 But now, he has to hide here and use this protective curse.

　　 Because he found that a horrible looking crazy wizard had walked into this alley in front of him, and at the other end of the corner was a dead end!

　　 Is he still going to die? Oh no, he didn't want to die at all... Although he was lucky enough to live in hiding, it was already the result of luck.

　　 But he really doesn't want to die. There are still a long-awaited wife and a pair of children at home. He must not leave the three of them and die like this.

　　 However, his worthless life doesn't seem to belong to him anymore.

　　"Da...Da...Da..."

　　 may be due to the gray fog everywhere, the messy and dragging footsteps seem so clear. Before people came to him, the chilling atmosphere had already come to him, as if it was freezing the air around him.

　　 A sense of suffocation made Thomas want to breathe uncontrollably, but he just held back because he was afraid of being easily noticed by the other party.

　　 may be the result of holding his breath for too long. He felt a little dizzy in his head, and the sight of the alley in front of him became more and more difficult to see.

　　 At this moment, one foot suddenly stepped out of the fog in front...and then the other leg, half of the body, and a trance-looking gloomy face.

　　 The guy's throat seemed to be stuck with sputum, "ho ho", and he walked towards the corner where Thomas was.

　　 Thomas knew each other, and two of his colleagues were killed by this guy!

　　Because the second colleague desperately cast a Smashing Charm on this guy's waist before he died, so now the opponent's waist and eyes are still bloody, so Thomas remembers it very clearly.

　　 However, the injury on the opponent's body not only didn't make Thomas feel an opportunity to take advantage of it, but it also made him even more frightened.

　　Because somehow, these crazy wizards seemed to have completely lost their pain, and didn't care about the serious wounds at all.

　　 These guys are utter lunatics.

　　 "Don't find...Don't find me here...Don't...Just walk over here! I beg you..."

　　 Thomas doesn't know what to do anymore, he can only pray in his heart, even though he doesn't even know who to pray to.

　　No way, wizards don’t believe in gods and Buddhas, do they?

　　 may be because he couldn't even find an object to pray, and his helpless expectation did not become a reality. When the crazy wizard dangled the parts of his whole body and walked over here and stopped in front of him, Thomas' mind suddenly became blank.

　　 For some reason, he raised the magic wand in his hand.

　　"Except you...weapons."

　　 This is a disarming spell. I have learned it in school in the past. It is a defense against the dark magic spell that is too basic to be more basic.

　　 I remember that when he was practicing in a team with his classmates in class, he couldn't even complete the spell. Every time, someone would take away his wand instantly.

　　 So when Thomas realized that he had cast this spell as the last resistance, only a flash of self-deprecation flashed through his empty mind.

　　But...

　　 "Stab it-bang!"

　　 An arc of red light that was so dazzling that it was almost scorching eyes popped out from the tip of his wand like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it hit the chest of the mad wizard close at hand.

　　 Then, Thomas saw that the arc of light suddenly pushed it back against the opponent's body, and fell far back into the misty fog.

　　 When the wand in the opponent's hand "clicked" and rolled to his feet, he woke up from a daze, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

　　 "Hiss... hurts!"

　　 What happened just now? Is that a disarming curse? Was it the disarming curse he cast by himself?

　　What a joke!

　　Even if he is not good at spells~IndoMTL.com~, Thomas has been studying at Hogwarts for seven years. He clearly remembered that a disarming curse of the same intensity as before was only seen when the professor demonstrated it!

　　 Thomas looked down at his hands, looked at the slightly curved rustic wand in his hand that had accompanied him for so many years, half-opened his mouth completely speechless.

　　"...Damn it."

　　 But at this moment, there was another whistling movement in the fog in the lane ahead, reminding him that it is not time to be dumbfounded.

　　 Fortunately, because I was in the corner just now, and the mad wizard was standing in front of him. So when he cast the Disarming Curse, he knocked the opponent into the direction of the dead end by coincidence.

　　 Now, the road when the opponent came is clearly unobstructed.

　　"Escape!"

　　 Shicai’s surprisingly powerful disarming curse was attributed to an accidental eruption between life and death by Thomas. Needless to say, he didn't think he could do it again at all.

　　 Therefore, the best option right now is to flee while the other party hasn’t come.

　　 However, just as Thomas got up in a hurry and was about to run wild with his leg, his right foot stepped forward and stopped for no apparent reason.

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