Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 786: Mind gap

The main color at night is always as black as ink.

The bright red curtains during the day will be dimmed at night; the gold-rimmed tapestries hanging on the wall will also lose their luster at night.

Only on a clearer night, there will be an extra round of bright moon in the sky, and it will be deserted like a veil and mist. At this time, the chaotic blackness will be immersed in silver light, and the darkness of night will become slightly lighter.

At this moment, in the bedroom of the Gryffindor Tower, moonlight shines through the grille windows on the outer edge, and the window sills and walls are painted with a layer of cool varnish.

"Harry, a few of them are already asleep...What's the matter with Hermione? What did you find? Shouldn't you talk about it?"

Ron stood by the dark red curtain near the mirror, looking at Harry sitting on the window sill, a trace of depression clearly appeared on his face.

"Hmm."

Harry leaned against the window, gazing at the night-shrouded world outside. Moonlight passed over his face, drawing a hazy outline of his profile.

"Of course, I will tell you..." he said, "but before that, I want to ask you something."

Seeing Harry suddenly becoming a little mysterious, Ron couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter?"

"Naturally it's about Hermione," Harry still looked out the window, seemingly casually, "To be precise, it's about you, Maca, and Hermione. As your best My friend, I think I have an obligation to ask you—"

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped.

"Do you still like Hermione?"

Ron was taken aback when he heard the words, his pupils suddenly shook.

"How is it possible!" He felt that his throat was a bit dry for a while, which made him unable to help swallowing first, "Didn't I tell you about it a long time ago? Hermione likes Maca... This, it’s been so long, why do you still ask?"

"Stop talking about these useless things, Ron."

Harry turned his face suddenly to look at the other person, which could not help but force the latter to subconsciously look away.

"I'm asking you, do you still like Hermione?" He asked again, "Answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’, isn’t it all right? Why explain?"

"I..." Ron pursed his mouth, his heart suddenly became upset, "I was asking you, telling me what you found from Hermione? Stop asking this meaningless Problem!"

Although he is very irritable, he still pays attention to his surroundings.

The other roommates in the dorm were sleeping, so he didn't speak too loudly. It was just that some of the frustrations in his heart were gradually aroused by Harry's words, and his tone had already increased a lot.

Seriously, he had already buried this in his heart, and even thought he had almost forgotten about it.

However...

"You are just evading the problem," Harry continued leisurely, "Escape can't solve the problem--you see, when I mention it, you immediately show immense upset and anxiety. This doesn't mean that Is saying..."

"No!" Ron frowned and lowered his voice, "I don't!"

"Really?" Seeing this, Harry shook his head slightly, "In that case, you answer my question head-on like a man-do you still like her? Or don't you like her?"

"You--"

Ron seemed to still want to argue or explain something, but Harry suddenly stood up and grabbed his front breast.

"Look at me!"

Although Harry's words were not loud, they could even be said to be deliberately lightened. But somehow, Ron felt as if he had been hit by a magic, as if his soul trembled.

So Ron turned his head involuntarily and stared blankly into the eyes of his best friend.

"You, still like her."

Harry stared closely at Ron's eyes, and these words popped out of his mouth almost word by word.

"I... still like... her." Ron couldn't help repeating it again.

"If this is the case, what do you want to do?"

"Retake her heart from Maca's hands." Ron said slowly.

"No, you know very well that you can't do it."

"Then what should I...what do." Ron's eyes filled with confusion.

"Give me your soul and I can help you."

"My soul..." Ron half-folded his eyelids, seemingly suspicious, "How can I... give it to you?"

"Open your heart to me!"

I don't know when, Ron's face was nothing but apathy.

"Open...heart..." he said dumbly.

"Yes, that's it."

Harry said, gently loosening Ron's skirt and smoothing out some wrinkles for him by the way. Then, seeing him touch Ron's eyes casually, the latter suddenly withered to the ground and fainted silently.

"The gap in the human heart will always be the most perfect breakthrough in the soul. On this point, regardless of the past thousand or ten thousand years, it will never change."

When he said this, the corners of "Harry"'s mouth seemed to curl up uncontrollably, and that smile was colder than the moonlight behind him.

……

At this moment, in the common room outside, Hermione was sitting on the sofa with a slight frown.

"It's not right..." she whispered alone, "Harry is not right, and I am also a little wrong... Why did I suddenly give up the idea of ​​looking for Maca? Why did Harry prevent me from telling Hagrid the facts ?"

In fact, apart from these two points that she cares about most, Hermione has more "something wrong" in her heart.

For example, why did the elves tie up the invisible beast Demi? What is the use of that unfinished building? Also at that time, why did that little guy take the initiative to cancel his invisibility in front of her, but he was surprisingly calm.

At that time, there were so many questions that she could not think about it. But now I settled down, and the doubts that bothered people came one after another.

Rather than summarizing it into one point, it is—why does an invisible beast bring out so many messy and suspicious things all at once?

"Also, why did Harry say'see you later'? What does he want to say to me?" Hermione pondered, and asked herself inwardly, "Or, what did he find?"

After thinking about it, the questions are mixed together, and it becomes more and more difficult to think.

Just when Hermione wanted to push down all the chaotic thoughts and find another angle to think about it, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the boys' bedroom.

She turned her head, and soon saw the familiar figure.

"Harry, come here, I want to ask you something."

"Oh, is it?" In the shadow of the doorway, Harry nodded and said, "What a coincidence, Hermione, I have something to ask you too!"

"What?" Hermione paused, but then went on, "Anyway, you come here first, don't stand there!"

"Okay."

Harry said as he walked slowly to the sofa and sat down on a chair.

"But Hermione, I think you have to listen to me first." He looked at Hermione's eyes suddenly, those deep gazes seemed to see through people's hearts, "I have a question, I hope you can answer me-- "

"What do you think about Luna?" Harry asked in a deep voice, "Don't just say it easily, think about it...Look at the real idea in your mind."

When he said this sentence, his voice seemed to be a little bit more indescribable, and every word was full of magic that immersed people in it.

"...the real idea?" Hermione blinked and repeated hesitantly.

……

At the same time, the office of the professor of ancient magic.

Maca sat behind his desk, squinting at the two pieces of paper on the table. One is the rule rune guide originally attached to the "Book of Sin", and the other is the scroll of truth.

After reviewing the stone formation of the horse race in the dragon cave cave before, he has been thinking about the situation of the rule rune.

It's just that no matter how he feels, he can't understand the mystery.

Although he has somewhat realized that ~IndoMTL.com~ that rune may be a key to solving many problems. But in terms of research, the science of Muggle and the magic of wizards are the same. They emphasize accumulation and gradual progress, and they are not urgent.

Actually, before Eun Ravenclaw suddenly popped out, Maca was not very anxious. Even if Haierbo crawled out of the ground, it just made him focus more on improving his strength.

But just because the old Eun's words involved too many things about Rowena, all kinds of inconsistent statements and experiences, Maca, who had always been calm, had to become anxious.

Don’t forget, Rowena’s trial was back shortly before!

"This terrible couple..." After tapping the tabletop, Maca couldn't help but leaned back on the chair and rubbed his sore forehead. "Roina...no, Luo Inamira...Are you the "liar" in my mouth in the future? Or the "great witch" everyone praises?"

"Or," he sighed, "Actually, it's both?"

For Maca, it is difficult to believe certain things. Especially when you are always connected with your own life, necessary but excessive caution will often complicate things.

What he didn't know was that when he was trapped by these thousand-year-old problems, some undesirable things had quietly spread to his side.

"Call—"

Maca took a sigh of relief again, but it was difficult to relieve his inner fatigue.

"Professor Dumbledore," he couldn't help muttering to himself, "When you were faced with so many messy things, what made you really let go of everything and choose to "run?" "

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