Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 176: Charlotte’s troubles

The streets of London are always wet, and water can be seen everywhere on the roads that are not yet level.

　　People come and go in a hurry, and most people habitually hold an umbrella in their hands. Living in this rainy city all year round, you always need to guard against it, right?

　　 This year's London is generally quite cold. Maybe this time Muggles living in London can have a silver-clad Christmas.

　　 Maca wears a thick wool coat, and like other Muggles, she carries a black umbrella, and rushes forward calmly.

　　 Most of the shops along the road have closed. It seems that when people have been busy for a whole year and now they need to rest, these stores can't even care about making money.

　　Everyone is waiting for Christmas.

　　 All the hustle and bustle of the magical world can't be blown into the world of Muggles. It is always so harmonious and peaceful here.

　　 Suddenly, Maca, who had been walking forward by Shi Shiran, turned a corner and came to an old-style residential area.

　　The environment here is obviously darker than the streets outside. The old walls are covered with creepers, and there are large patches of damp moss in the corners.

　　 When Maca passed by a gloomy alleyway, a few fat rats could vaguely be seen rushing into the drains everywhere in London.

　　 Without hesitation, he kept walking forward, leaving old houses one after another behind him.

　　 Soon, he stopped in front of a three-story apartment house.

　　 The year-round rains have made the houses a little dark, making everything look dirty, and the old houses are even more so.

　　 The door of the apartment is open, and the large faded wooden door is being eroded and rotted little by little under the repeated washing of the rain, giving out a strange smell that can't be said to be unpleasant.

　　Maca lifted his leg and walked in the door.

　　 There is a guard room on the right side of the door, but obviously there has been no guard here for a long time. It is empty inside, only a broken wooden chair staying alone behind the reception window.

　　Maca just glanced subconsciously, and then walked up the stairs ahead.

　　As he went all the way to the third floor and was walking into the slightly darkened corridor, a door of the room opened.

　　 "Oh, a new face, kid...Are you here to see the house?"

　　 Walking out from behind the door was a shriveled little old man. He pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, but still squinted at Maca carefully.

　　"It’s not bad here, the landlord is very polite, but always loves to talk...I’m getting older, I always want to talk more when I can talk, don’t you?"

　　 Maca shook his head and said: "Old man, I came to visit a friend of mine. She lives here, not long after she moved here."

　　"Really?" The little old man thought for a while, "Oh, is it the little girl with the surname Witt? She looks pretty and has a good heart, but her life is very poor..."

　　Maca calmly said: "This is the life she chose..."

　　 After that, he said goodbye to the old man and walked deeper into the corridor.

　　 "I have chosen a good...man's life, how many opportunities do you have to choose..." Behind him, the little old man's faint voice murmured.

　　"咚咚"

　　 Not long after, Maca came to the door of Room 306. He gently knocked on the dilapidated wooden door that was not much better than the door of the apartment downstairs.

　　 "Who is it?" A clear and sweet voice rang from behind the door, still faintly with a trace of sleep.

　　 "It's me, McLean... It's not early, get up soon, senior sister." Maca responded in a relaxed tone.

　　 There was a moment of silence in the room, and then he heard a rush of footsteps.

　　 With a "creak", the wooden door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a sweet breath rushed toward Maca who was standing at the door.

　　 "Yeah!" "Bang!"

　　 there was another exclamation, and the wooden door was closed again.

　　 Maca looked complicated and moved a step aside, trying to erase the scene he had just seen accidentally from his memory. He subconsciously looked into the corridor, only to see that the little old man nodded at him with a clear face just now, and then went to the direction of the stairs.

　　Who would have thought that a beautiful adult woman would be so careless? Wearing such loose pajamas, he eagerly ran to open the door for him!

　　 "I was caught off guard... No, it's impossible to guard against..." Maca rubbed his forehead helplessly.

　　 After a while, the door was opened again, and Charlotte, who was already neatly dressed, finally officially appeared in front of Maca.

　　 "Little brother...just now...you didn't see anything?" There was still a slight blush on Charlotte's cheeks, but on the surface, he was obviously reluctant to lose. "If you see something, you shouldn't look at it. Yes, I will hit you with amnesia!"

　　 She raised her white fist and threatened with a pretentious expression.

　　 "You covered the room so dark, what can I see... What happened just now? The door opened and closed..." Maca cooperated with her and became confused naturally.

　　"...You can control it! I'll try to close the door well..." Charlotte beckoned, "What are you still standing there, come in!"

　　 "Pop!"

　　Maca walked past her, and a regular slap was slapped firmly on his back.

　　 "Senior sister, can't this habit be changed?" As he said, he casually looked at the environment in the room, only to find that there seemed to be nothing to look at.

　　 Apart from a small round table and a chair, there is only a wardrobe and a bed.

　　 On the south-facing wall, the curtains are drawn so tightly that no light can come in. In the whole room, an antique oil lamp from nowhere was shining faintly.

　　 "A habit is a habit, you can't change it! If you don't want to, find a way to make yourself willing to go..." Charlotte said, slapped Maca on the back again.

　　 "Okay, willing to..." Maca nodded and said, "Senior sister, what is it for the room to be so dark?"

　　 "The air outside is so damp, it would be a little bit less to come in! One change of air every noon is enough." Charlotte said, walking directly to her bed and sitting down, "Sit down, too. , Here! You are a guest, and the only chair will be given to you. How is the elder sister treating you?"

　　 "Okay, great."

　　 "Why do you think of me here today? It's just such a broken room, there's nothing to look at..." When she said this, she suddenly smiled and said, "Why, see the big beautiful senior sister living alone, thinking Are you plotting badly?"

　　 "Yes, the plot is wrong," Maca shrugged and said, "I just came to the elder sister to learn about some things. By the way, I also visited the big beautiful elder sister who is flying in freedom. /

　　"Then you see it! There is nothing, I am living in a bitter and poor life, and I am in the house. I point to the roof crack on the opposite side. A crack is clearly visible on the ceiling.

　　 Seeing that she said so badly, Maca nodded instead.

　　 "Well, it's good, as long as you have a good time." He said, "This kind of ordinary life will always calm people's hearts...Speaking of which, you have found a job. Right?"

　　 Charlotte looked at him straight for a long time, then blinked his eyes and said: "It's not easy to find! It's too difficult for someone who doesn't know where to come from, it is too difficult to find a permanent job... …Junior, you just said that you want to know something about me?"

　　 "Yes!" Maca hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Perhaps I shouldn't mention this when you are quietly enjoying freedom, but does your family have that magic book called? ?"

　　 Charlotte's face changed suddenly, she was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head.

　　"...Do you want it too?" She pursed her lips, "Yes, it's already a secret that isn't a secret, but...that's not something that ordinary wizards should touch, trust me, that one Magic books will bring terrible disasters to anyone."

　　 "I know, Demon Summoning and Demon Sacrifice... In fact, disaster may have already come." Maca said in a deep voice.

　　 Charlotte gave Maca a hesitant look.

　　 "Father also mentioned this... Is this true?" She seemed a little disturbed~IndoMTL.com~ The last time I went to McMillan's house was to give a search order. "

　　 "Are you not sure?" Seeing her ignorant look, Maca couldn't help asking.

　　 "I never take the initiative to learn about the family... It's too late to hide!" Charlotte shook her head repeatedly, "It looks like you know more than me."

　　 "Sorry, senpai. I shouldn't have come to talk to you about this, making you remember these messy things..." Maca thought about it for a moment, and suddenly put aside the topic just now, "In order to express me Apologies, I will treat you to dinner!"

　　Charlotte curled his lips and said: "Want to send me a meal?"

　　 "Then two meals!" Maca spread out and said.

　　 It seems that it is raining again outside, and the patter is continuous. The wind of the call sign carried cold raindrops back and forth between the buildings, cleaning the air over and over again.

　　 Around the crack in the corner of the ceiling, the watermark layers are stacked as if they will never dry out, spreading again.

　　 To be honest, this terrible environment is quite close to the bottom in the Muggle world. In a metropolis like London, it's just an unremarkable little corner. But even such a poor life is the "true freedom" that Charlotte could not ask for.

　　 But when a bird trapped in a cage wants to find freedom, how can it be found so easily?

　　 "Little brother, do you know?" She looked at Maca who was walking in front, and said quietly in her heart, "Just this hard-won'freedom', I don't have much time to enjoy it. ."