Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1170: Suspicious clouds in the fog

? "Boom——"

Along with the heavy blow that even the ground seemed to tremble, the dust suddenly rose up, making the misty streets under the influence of the fog even more hazy.

For a while, except for the windbreaker wizard who caused the blow, no one knew whether the dwarf avoided or did not.

"Is he... dead?"

Pansy is obviously very sensitive to death now, and when she saw the huge palm made of earth and rock crashing down, she couldn't help but whispered a word next to her.

And then, I heard the windbreaker wizard calmly saying:

"No, no. He avoided...but I don't think he could avoid it completely."

The voice fell slightly, and an angry roar came from the dust, which proved in good time that the judgment given by the windbreaker wizard was correct.

Only heard the dwarf wizard loudly in the dust and fog:

"What are you doing in a daze! Why don't you help me move this away! Oh, damn...my feet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the congregants who had always stood still around cast the Levitating Charm one after another, and with a dull look, but obediently moved the giant mud stone hand aside.

As the dust gradually settled, the figure of the dwarf wizard finally appeared again.

It can be seen that he was hurt by the moment he was hurt very much—his left foot was obviously unable to dodge and was pressed underneath, and it was completely deformed now, and the blood mixed with the mud looked a bit scary.

But I have to say that his endurance is still very strong, even if his foot hurts like this, he never shouted pain from beginning to end.

But, of course, the pain must still be very painful, which caused him to curse in a low voice habitually.

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Seeing that after the windbreaker wizard had finished smashing it, he just stood at the entrance of this alley and looked over there, letting the opponent's subordinates remove the giant mud and stone palms that had been restored to death, Pansy couldn't help but ask Gave her a cry.

Looking at Pansy's slightly suspicious appearance, the windbreaker wizard did not give much explanation, just shook his head slightly.

"Nothing."

After that, she walked towards the injured Kingsley.

As we approached the encirclement, some of the followers of the short wizard wanted to cast a spell to stop them, but she was soon swung their sticks to block all the attacks. Not only that, she also saw the right time to knock the two of them out, and the whole process was as natural and casual as flowing.

"Mr. Shaker, you should have brought the healing potion, right? I suggest you stop the bleeding as soon as possible...you don't have to worry about the matter here."

"Ah... is it you? You are the one next to Maca—"

Of course Kingsley had seen her, but because her voice suddenly changed from the earlier hoarse and harsh to such a beautiful voice, it still surprised Kingsley a bit.

Okay! It seems that there is not much time for him to care about these at the moment.

"Anyway, thank you."

Kingsley did carry potions... Or, because of Maca, now the main members of the Order of the Phoenix usually carry enough potions.

In fact, even if the windbreaker wizard hadn't had time to shoot, Kingsley, who still had the potion left, obviously wouldn't just wait to die.

Well, it's really hard to tell if you can escape or not.

With the windbreaker on the sidelines, Kingsley naturally doesn't have to hold on to his injuries and stay alert. Not to mention Maca's trust and praise for the witch, even the two hands just now were enough to make Kingsley feel at ease.

It's a pity that just as Kingsley took out the white fresh flavor and prepared to "luxury" at this urgent moment, the short guy on the other end would naturally not wait there.

I saw him flip the hood on his head back suddenly, staring straight to this side.

"Who are you!" He said angrily, "The strength is pretty good... I have the ability to show my face and let me remember you well!"

But how could the windbreaker sorcerer reveal his identity just because of these few words? Seeing the other person standing on one foot, regardless of the gurgling blood, she couldn't help but shook her head.

"If you want to go, please go... I won't stop you."

"What?"

With that dwarf's temper, I never expected the windbreaker wizard to say so.

To be honest, no matter how hard he can survive, he won't understand that there is a huge gap between the two sides. If the other party wants to take him directly, it will probably take a few more minutes.

But the other party said he could go?

"Don't you want to leave?"

The windbreaker wizard seemed to be afraid that he would not leave first, first asked, and then he was still threatening:

"If you really don't want to go, I don't think I would mind giving you a ride."

"Wait!"

The dwarf wizard had seen the opponent raise his hand and raised his wand, and immediately felt threatened. He immediately greeted the congregation under his hand:

"Go! I hope you can continue to live, don't run into the teacher unfortunately...As long as there is a period of time, I can let you see my true strength!"

Before leaving here and retreating into the mist, the dwarf wizard also booked the next match without authorization.

But the windbreaker wizard didn't seem to hear him at all. After seeing the other side's figure disappear, he immediately turned to look at Kingsley's side.

And at this moment, Pansy couldn't help but wonder:

"Why do you want to let them go? A dark wizard like them who disturbs public order must at least be sent to Azkaban?"

But this time, the windbreaker wizard still did not give her an answer.

"Mr. Shaker, then Miss Parkinson and I have things to do, so let’s get here first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around to call Pansy, who was still puzzled, and went back to the original alley without looking back.

It was Pansy, who couldn't help but glanced back at the same time as he followed to leave.

"Maca, is there another urgent task assigned to them?"

Kingsley, like Pansy, was a little bit curious.

……

To be honest, there are already many people who know about the fog in London this time, but there are some dark wizards who do not know where they come from, but not many people know about it.

Yes, in fact, even Hermione and others are not clear at all about the details.

"Luna, start again, get ready."

In Hogwarts, Hermione and Luna are cooperating to try to start the pattern again-they have already succeeded once, but one or two successes are obviously not a big deal in the face of the failure to look at.

If the magic shield can be opened repeatedly without any problems, then it can be called "complete".

"Okay."

Luna nodded, and immediately leaned down with Hermione, supporting her hands on the edge of the stone slab at her feet.

"Ron!" Hermione reminded.

"Well," Ron heard the words and said loudly, "Prepare-three, two, one! Let's start!"

"Chiff--"

Along with the friction sound of the stone slab being slowly moved, the two rune stone slabs were twisted into right at the same time. In an instant, the engraved pattern on the core rune plate at the center of the observatory began to emit a blue light.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of light condensed and formed, and floated straight into the air.

This time, the formation of the shield was still very fast, and until the castle was completely covered, there was no unstable collapse.

Not long after, Hermione and Luna removed the slate and removed the energy-consuming magic shield, and began to get together to discuss the ending.

At this moment, an owl suddenly fluttered its wings from the sky and flew toward the astronomy tower.

"Ron, do you think that is your old owl?"

This is still good for Luna's eyes. Before the other party flew there, she had discovered its existence.

"Oh, it seems so? Hmm..."

Looking at the owl flying crookedly in the air, Ron couldn't help sighing.

"Didn’t Charlie get a new owl for the family last time? The roaring letter last time was sent by the new owl. Why did he send it out again this time—"

"Yeah!" Ginny pursed her lips. "Poor old Errol, I'm really worried that one day it will fly outside and lose its strength, and it will fall to death inadvertently."

As the two of them were talking, they saw Errol the Owl flutter down toward the observatory. Ron saw that it seemed to be flying out of breath, and quickly reached out to pick it up, only to bump into the old Errol.

"Oh... I hope Ron's skull is not as hard as he thought."

Several people on the observatory crowded around, all busy checking the owl for injuries. No one cared how Ron was.

"Hey! Can you not always put your love on someone other than me? I will get hurt too?"

"Shut up!"

Hermione glared at him again habitually before shaking the envelope in her hand.

"It's for you, and your name is on the envelope...but there is no sender," she said, "Can you open it?"

"Oh, of course...you can do whatever you want!"

Ron stood on the side with his head, as if he hadn't expected them to care about his feelings a long time ago, he squatted and rubbed the back of his head as soon as he waved his hand.

I was hit by the old Errol just now~IndoMTL.com~ He fell on his back, and now the back of his head hurts fiercely.

"His...It seems to be swollen...Ah! Madam Pomfrey also left with the study boat..."

While Ron was thinking about going to find Maca for some medicine, he heard that among the several girls who were reading letters together, Hermione and Ginny suddenly whispered at the same time.

"What's the matter?" He hurriedly stood up again, hurriedly leaning over there, "What is written in the letter...no, anyway, who is it that sent me this letter?"

When Hermione heard it, she paused for a while before reaching out and passing the letter paper directly to him.

"Percy sent it," she gestured, "see it for yourself! I want...um..."

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