Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 385: Broken Wing and Blood Book

"Wait-go back-later-talk about it!"

Hermione’s more exaggerated mouth shape didn’t make Hermione and Hannah understand right away. Those two are not people with strong comprehension ability. It’s impossible for them to know how to read. .

"I'll go and tell them," Ginny flicked her leg, jumped off the stool, and walked towards the other side. "And that fool of Michael, really..."

She muttered dissatisfiedly, and walked quickly towards Ravenclaw's long table. When passing by Hermi and Hannah, she stopped the two "silly eggs" by the way.

Harry subconsciously kept his gaze on Ginny's back.

"Well...she should be disturbed by Umbridge's notice today, too?" Harry thought involuntarily, "That Michael..."

Probably because she learned about Ginny's relationship from Hermione, Harry suddenly felt that some inexplicable emotions were emerging in his heart.

That kind of emotion was quietly growing in his heart, making him irritable.

"Ah--"

In order to eliminate this inexplicable irritability, Harry involuntarily chose to look away from Ginny.

"Hermione is right. I have always ignored Ginny. Now that Ginny has made a new choice, what right do I have to disturb her?"

Harry actually heard the conversation between Hermione and Ron in the quill shop that day. Hermione said a few words so loudly, how could he not be able to hear him because he was not deaf?

"No, it's not the time to think about this--" Harry shook his head and reminded himself secretly, "Voldemort is staring at Hogwarts. Where else is there for me to think about it?"

He closed his gaze back and refocused his attention on the discussion between the two partners.

"...Everyone is here, I've seen them, there are no informers." Hermione looked grimly, "Although this is a good thing, at least everyone can continue to maintain mutual trust... However, to some extent, this can be considered a bad thing."

"Yeah..." Ron said in distress, "Where is Umbridge's source of information? This feeling of not understanding anything is terrible!"

"We haven't seen Umbridge yet..." Hermione frowned. "You have to see her first. Anyway, it's always necessary to see if she changes. "

"Who knows where she is?" Harry said sullenly, "Maybe she still hasn't come back from the Ministry of Magic!"

"No," Hermione shook her head. "At least the following notice must have been brought back by Umbridge. If she is not here, who should the application for the restoration group go to?"

"In that case...I bet that Umbridge will definitely go to the Magic History class in a while," Ron whispered, "Except for Professor Bins's class, she has already listened to all other classes! She! Since you are still a senior investigator, you can't miss an investigation object, right?"

However, Ron guessed wrong.

When they ran out of breakfast and hurried to the magical history class with other students, they didn't see Umbridge.

According to the situation in the past few times, when Umbridge went to observe other professors' classes, he would always sit at the back of the classroom and open the writing board before the class.

But when Professor Bins walked slowly across the blackboard again and floated behind the podium to begin his lecture, Umbridge still showed no signs of showing up.

Today, Professor Bins seemed to want to continue to talk about the history of the ancient giant wars, but apart from Hermione's ability to settle down and listen to the class, neither Harry nor Ron had any interest in attending the class.

Before, they couldn't listen to Professor Bins's history of magic, and now they were full of messy things, and they couldn't listen to it even more.

Harry scribbled on the blank parchment paper, scribbling out a few difficult points of spell learning, and then tapped the tip of the pen on the paper, thinking absently.

Just as he managed to force himself to calm down and become immersed in the problem, Hermione pulled Ron's arm away and reached out and pushed him.

He didn't make any response, but the distress in his heart returned.

Over and over again, no matter how many times Hermione and Ron shoved, he didn't want to respond. Because he knew that he was depressed now, and he had to calm down again to speak to them normally.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt Hermione jabbed in the ribs, causing him to shrink in pain.

"What are you doing?" Harry couldn't help but exasperated.

Hermione and Ron pointed out the window together, and Harry immediately turned his head to look, only to find that a white owl was standing on the edge of the narrow window sill, staring quietly at him through the glass.

"Hedwig?" Harry said strangely.

Near the window, several classmates were also pointing at Hedwig outside, seeming to be discussing something about owls in a low voice.

Harry glanced at the podium. Professor Binns buzzed about history as usual, and there was no evidence that most of the students in the classroom were doing their own things.

Harry paused, then leaned down, squatted and walked quickly to the window, and opened the window carefully.

He thought that Hedwig would stretch out his foot as usual, let him take down the letter, and then fly back to the shed on the tower by himself. But this time, as soon as the window was opened to the proper width, it immediately jumped in and wailed.

"Oh—"

Harry turned his head hurriedly, looked at Professor Bins worriedly, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he hadn't noticed here. Afterwards, he hurriedly stretched out his arm, let Hedwig stand on his arm, and then slipped back to the seat with his waist down again.

"What's wrong with Hedwig?" Ron looked at the owl and asked in surprise.

Harry lowered his head when he heard the words, and then he finally realized that Hedwig's feathers were a mess.

"Look! It's shaking—" Hermione said, pointing to Hedwig, "and its wings, it doesn't seem to be right..."

Harry wanted to touch its wings subconsciously, but as soon as he touched it, he jumped in shock. Immediately afterwards, its feathers exploded, and its big bright eyes glared at Harry reproachfully.

"Harry, it was stopped by someone!" Hermione was rather disturbed. "Did you...send a letter to London? Did the letter mention our plan?"

"No, it's not London, it's Sirius. We occasionally talk about recent developments..." Harry frowned, "But, I haven't written anything too specific?"

He was thinking about it, but Hedwig stretched out her foot again and pecked several times.

This was obviously asking him to get the letter as soon as possible, and Harry didn't think much about it, and immediately reached out and unzipped the letter.

"Hedwig, has this letter been read?" He asked while looking at Hedwig while taking the letter.

But Hedwig shook his head decisively.

"What's going on?" Harry said in surprise.

However, even if the owl can understand the meaning of the wizard, it is still impossible to speak. Under its whisper of "coo", Harry gently unfolded the letter paper in front of him.

"Gosh!" Hermione, who had just come up with Ron, only glanced at it and whispered.

On the crease-filled letter paper, only two words are scribbled:

"Minos" "Dangerous"

The dark red handwriting makes people equate with blood stains, which is why Hermione exhales in fright.

"Where is he now? No no, what have you talked about with him?" Hermione said nervously, and suddenly paused. "No, no, it's not the time to say this, I think about it. We have to tell Maca first..."

"Professor Bins!" Harry nodded, and then yelled without hesitation, causing the whole class to look back, "I don't feel well."

Professor Bins raised his head blankly, and then slowly widened his eyes as if surprised by the fact that the entire classroom was full of people.

"Not so...comfortable?" He repeated Harry's words in a daze~IndoMTL.com~Yes, very uncomfortable! Harry hid Hedwig behind his back, still speaking firmly, "I think I have to go to the school hospital to have a look!" "

"Um...Ah! Yes, that's right..." Professor Bins's translucent body floated, expressing his helplessness as much as he could, "The school hospital... Yes, It’s time to go to the school hospital. Then you go... um... Perkins?"

Harry doesn't care if Professor Bins has never figured out who he is, he just knows that he should act as soon as possible now.

As soon as he exited the back door of the classroom, Harry put Hedwig on his shoulder and walked quickly. He didn't have the time to think about it carefully until he was far away from the magic history classroom.

"Remember that there was no ancient magic text in the first class, so he should be in the office right now!"

Harry thought for a while, and immediately ran back to the stairs...

"Boom boom boom!"

In front of the office of the ancient magic lesson professor, Harry clenched his fist and knocked **** the door, but there was no response from inside. He knocked a few more times, unwillingly, and then started spinning around in front of the door.

"It's terrible!" Harry muttered anxiously, "Sirius must have encountered some critical situation... I knew he shouldn't have promised to hide it, and... Minos? Danger? What is going on......"

He paced back and forth, looking at the left and right from time to time, but Maca was still not visible.

"...Where will Maca be now?"

Harry thought anxiously, but didn't have a clue. The gust of wind outside the window was howling, and under the gloomy sky, it was obvious that everything was gray. )Download the free reader!!