Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 343: Psychedelic Journey

() "It's so hot--"

Could it be very hot now? No, it should be a bit cold this season...

It's just that the skin and muscles all over my body seem to have disappeared, as if I can't feel anything.

The forearm of the left hand was used to join the broken bone with the repairing curse, but it was broken just now. The muscle repairing curse that was scratched by the sharp broken bone can't be restored.

However, there was no pain at all, and the whole person was numb.

"It's so hot--"

Obviously, I can't even feel the temperature, but I always feel that there is a tight and stuffy sensation from the surroundings, and the irritability is constantly increasing...

"The ham in the compressed can...probably is...this feeling, right?"

Maca walked staggeringly in an unmanned alley, his eyes blurred and tranced, and the way he looked in a daze with Luna was like carved out of a mold.

The light of some street lamps shone from afar, dragging the shadow behind him to the old elders. The shadow kept twisting with his swaying steps, like a Venezuelan fire anaconda.

At this time, in his field of vision, the surrounding environment seemed to lose its color, as if walking in a faded old Muggle photo.

The roadway became winding and uneven, sometimes turning the peaks and valleys like waves, and sometimes turning upside down like a roller coaster, making him unable to maintain a good sense of balance.

Of course, in fact, it is not completely colorless.

In the entire field of vision, everything with magical power is stained with a hazy color.

Yes, it's like a looming rainbow when the water mist is sprayed from a watering can when the sun is shining. It's clear that you can't even distinguish the colors, but you can feel the ambiguous colorfulness.

"Um...it is really difficult to stay awake..."

Maca covered her mouth with one hand, and leaned on the wall with the other, moving her feet step by step.

Although he doesn't have the sensation of being on the ground at all, he is usually used to precise steps, and now he moves forward reflexively, which is not completely impossible.

"Although the purpose of this potion is completely unclear, but..."

He muttered to himself from time to time, struggling to keep his thoughts running, lest his head strike completely.

"...But, when I saw Wei Li, let's praise her... After all, she is not good at potions..."

"Ah—it's so hot!" Maca muttered vaguely.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, and a black outline was outlined by the lights outside the alley.

"Huh? Who is there?"

The dark figure was talking, but the sound waves spread all the way, reflected back and forth on the walls of the tunnel, and finally was collected by the pinna into Maca's ears.

That voice has just changed its tone, and the volume is surprisingly loud, as irritable as he is about to pierce a hole in his eardrum.

"Ah--"

Maca opened her mouth, but her vocal cords just vibrated meaninglessly.

"Huh... drunk?" The figure at the entrance of the alley coldly snorted, "Alright, it's right to work overtime tonight..."

"The soul is out of the body!"

Before the words fell, a gray light appeared in Maca's line of sight, and rushed towards him. Probably because of hallucinations, the water-gray magic power that should have been covered like a net has also become twisted and turned over at this moment.

Although he couldn't hear what spell the other party was chanting at all, he knew only by looking at the magic that it was the Imperius spell.

Maca’s immediate reaction was to lift up his right hand, but the wand in his hand had been lost for a long time...Maybe it was on a certain part of the road that he had walked before?

In the twisted hand, there is no similarly twisted wand, at least this fact he reacted to it in an instant.

Just as the gray curtain of light was about to enshroud him, Maca drooped his eyelids and waved his half-stretched right hand.

In an instant, a wave of magical power gushed out, completely dissipating the gray magical light curtain.

"The rude way of using magic power...waste, really waste...Unexpectedly, I will have such a day..."

The irritability and complaints in my heart swell up at the same time, as if enlarged by a magnifying glass, and almost every corner of my heart is covered in an instant.

"Flaming flames."

Extremely detailed research and countless times of practice have allowed him to cast spells without a rod like the older generation of African wizards, while maintaining a high degree of accuracy.

But even so, he needs to sing aloud to ensure completion.

Ignite the flame formed by magical power, instead of turning into a fire dragon like in class. But even if the shape is irregular, it is a sea of ​​high temperature enough to block the line of sight.

"Ah...It's a waste of magic power...so I don't like to cast spells without a wand..."

The price of maintaining accuracy is to consume more magic power to characterize and maintain those incomplete rule runes.

The figure at the entrance of the alley was burned and scared away. From beginning to end, Maca didn't even see his appearance, it was always a distorted black outline, nothing more.

But again, even if the person stood in front of him to show him, he would only see a mess of magical brilliance.

It doesn't look the same.

Maca didn't have the time to consider these things at all. He was still trying his best to keep his thoughts in motion, and he was always paying attention to the countless beating magic spots in his vision.

"Ah...It's hot! Huh? What is that...?"

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he accelerated his soft and chaotic pace, and walked forward awkwardly, toward the target in his sight.

It was an indescribable chaotic color block, with strips of light intertwined to form a colorful human form.

"Um...human? Humanoid magical creature? Or..." Maca stumbled forward, and kept walking, still chattering in her heart, "It looks beautiful...yes What? Is it really a human?"

However, no matter how fast or swaying he walks, the figure has not changed at all. It was still so far away, still in the same position in the field of vision, but the color gradually changed to pale gold.

"It looks...a bit like...Luna?" Maca suddenly stopped, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "Oh...that should be the so-called'goddess' in the patient's mouth, right?"

He thought so, then shook his head and looked away.

"So, the "goddess" or something... is just part of the illusion... right?"

After he stopped paying attention to the specious "goddess", the pale gold disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

Maca continues to move forward, continue to search, continue to mutter...The dreamlike scenery around is going backwards, time is fast and slow, even the exact passage of time is unpredictable.

Get out of the alley, pass the small road, cross the road, and then move on.

After that, most pedestrians don't want to cause trouble, which is of course natural. The black market is the black market. There are all kinds of people, but most of them are wise people who know how to keep a low profile.

After a long period of reluctance, there were fewer pedestrians around. Afterwards, Maca once again stepped into an unmanned lane.

This kind of similar place is very common in the black market dotted with houses of all kinds, and it is the product of the dense building of every inch of land.

"Ah-it's so hot!"

Maca feels like she can only chant this sentence, and it's not too annoying to turn over and over again...

No, it's actually very annoying! However, no matter how annoying you are, you have to continue to talk about it. If you don't say anything or don't think about anything, you will be "robbed" of your own consciousness by the effect of the potion in the next moment.

"Ah! Is it...that?"

At this step, an unusually eye-catching spot of light lit up in the distance, like a star before dawn, which appeared to be particularly eye-catching in a dim night sky.

Maca took a deep breath and speeded up again.

Hurry up, you can do it faster, can you do it faster? The staggered footsteps looked for a balance in the illusory ocean, but it was so difficult, he still fell down after all.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't feel at all anyway, just get up and continue walking."

It's near, it's nearer, that's it!

"Here is another one, give it to him..."

Maca is still wearing an old wizard robe for disguise, but the wide-brimmed pointed hat has long since fallen. But fortunately, the mask that fixed the transformation technique hasn't expired yet, so it won't reveal the identity in the first place.

To be honest, even if others can see who he is at a glance, he has no idea.

The bright source of magic power was stuffed into his robe pocket by someone, and the other person seemed to be going to just open his mouth and pour it in.

Then...probably will be given a "forget it", right?

Leave no traces, that's a prudent way of doing things-but this potion seems to weaken the effect of the amnesia, otherwise Mrs. Longman won't be impressed.

Maca brushed away the person who came to break his mouth, and squinted to look around.

As Mrs. Longman said~IndoMTL.com~This place is dark and damp...well, it can only be said to be approximate, because the illusion is still there, the world is still distorted.

"This guy, dare to push me..."

The person who was shaken off by him was obviously angry, but as soon as he pulled out his wand, he was stopped by another person.

"Stop! The master said, every person who took the medicine in the early stage is very important, don't mess around!"

"Uh...Let's do it! Forget it...I'll give him a lot more quickly..."

Before speaking, he grabbed Maca's arm, and the other person directly used a spell to try to imprison Maca.

But before they could react, they felt that they were all tight at first, and then they fell hard to the ground.

"Oh--"

Thinking that the shaking was too intense, Maca retched on his knees as the world turned around.