Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1178: How to remind others

"Hermione, are you sure that the entrance to the ‘black market’...is nearby?"

Ron looked left and right. Except for the gray mist that seemed to be everywhere, there was only a ruined wall that was a little bit infiltrating.

Yes, it does look a little weird here, after all, the surrounding buildings are basically intact, only this one is almost completely collapsed.

Other than this, it seems that there is nothing special about it.

"It should be correct-Tonks said that the new entrance to the black market is a gallery, which is hidden between a used Muggle bookstore and a warehouse." Hermione pointed to the left and right. "You Look! That's a bookstore, and on the other side is a warehouse... Besides, there are many various oil paintings scattered in the ruins..."

It hasn’t been long since they sneaked out of Diagon Alley.

It’s just that the four of them have now mastered a "new technique" for hurrying. Both the speed of movement and the concealment are very high, and they have even effectively avoided those who are running around in the city. wizard.

However, it is obvious that there are still disadvantages of moving with a broom.

At present, London is full of dense fog. Flying in the air can only rely on the location of take-off and landing to determine the direction, and nothing can be seen all the way. In this way, let alone looking for someone while flying.

I have to say that even if Hermione happened to pass over Percy's head while flying in the air, she must have never known it.

Of course, the possibility of that situation is obviously small, small enough to make Hermione give up on the ground and give priority to increasing operational efficiency.

"You are waiting outside, I'll go in and have a look."

Hermione looked at the messy ruins, the cracked walls, and the second floor that had become precarious because of the lack of a few supports, as if to warn everyone who passed by.

As for whether there is a third floor further up, she doesn't know very much-the mist enveloped everything around, and a little further away, only a gray area was left.

"Hermione, wait!" Ron saw that she was going to enter this dangerous building that was mostly collapsed, and he hurriedly blocked him, "This place is too dangerous, and our floating curse is absolutely unstoppable. The weight of the floor, plus the fact that there is no way to apparate in the fog, in case this is—"

"But someone has to go in and check it, isn't it?" Hermione frowned. "What's more, this gallery is a bit strange. I think it's more likely to be a disguise—think Huo. Gewarts, isn't it also a ruin in the eyes of Muggles?"

"That...that doesn't work either," Ron hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth suddenly, "The entrance is an unfinished painting, right? I'll come in and find it!"

"Huh?"

Hermione and Ginny heard the words and looked at Ron in surprise.

"What's wrong with you?"

"What's the matter!" Ron said while tightening the wand in his hand, "Is it weird? Don't forget, I am also a Gryffindor! Don't fight with me, just decide It’s! I’ll be anxious to anyone who’s talking about it!"

After that, he raised his leg and walked to the dangerous building that seemed to collapse again at any time, leaving Hermione and the others with a puzzled look.

"What happened to him?"

Hermione wanted to stop Ron, but looked at the back of the opponent who was resolutely leaving, but she couldn't make the mouth. Ginny on the side was stunned for a while and couldn't help but whispered:

"He sometimes succeeds, but usually only when Fred and George make fun of him... I have never seen a situation that started inexplicably like today."

However, is Ron really just trying to do it?

"Ah!"

As soon as he entered the dark gallery ruins, he was immediately taken aback by the fragments of bricks falling from the top of his head.

"Oh...Merlin's smelly socks! Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

To be honest, Ron's voluntary courage was indeed a bit abrupt. It was obvious that Hermione's decision was the priority along the way, but he just said something like that on an impulse.

However, even though his behavior was indeed impulsive, some of his inner thoughts had already begun to linger before he left Hogwarts.

Before this trip to London, deep into this strange fog, Ron always felt that he could no longer stop like he used to.

Yes, my abilities are really limited, but this is not an excuse for being afraid of this.

Not to mention, he is the only male among the four on this trip. When in danger, he can't always hide behind the girls and be a burden, right?

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is proactive, but this is also a conclusion Ron reached after a lot of thought.

"Hmm... forget it! Those words just now are embarrassing enough, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to go back if you haven't found anything?"

"...Fluorescent flashes."

The light from the tip of the rod slightly dispersed the surrounding darkness. But the ubiquitous gray mist suddenly reduced the effect of the Glowing Curse a lot... well! Better than nothing!

"I hope there is no dark wizard hidden here...no, I guess even the dark wizard would not be willing to come here!"

Ron walked slowly forward in this half-collapsed hallway, and while walking, there was a person muttering, whether he would still be frightened by some crunching noises to stop.

But anyway, under the double obstacles of the fog and darkness, he was still moving forward step by step, and he did not stay away for a long time.

In a short while, Ron passed through the small hallway and into a corridor that was more seriously collapsed.

It can be seen that most of the paintings that should have been hung on the wall at this moment have fallen to the ground. And even if a small part of it barely stays on the wall with cracks everywhere, it is all skewed, as if it might fall off at any time.

Holding his wand, he walked carefully across the corridor, examining every portrait here.

"Huh?"

Walking, Ron suddenly stopped--not because of fear, or because he had found the "unfinished portrait", but because...there was no way ahead.

Extending the wand that was releasing the light, he found that the corridor in front seemed to have collapsed seriously, and the entire path was blocked by the fallen wall.

"If this ruin is really just a disguise, then the entrance must be here... But where will it be?"

He has seen every one of the paintings around here, and he hasn't found anything unfinished, but many of them were damaged by bricks.

After hesitating for a while, although Ron had the intention to search through the **** pile, he was worried that he might cause the wall to collapse here because of his disturbance. For a while, he didn't know what to do.

But at this moment, he heard a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ron, why don't you look up?"

"Hermione?"

When he heard the voice, he ignored Yiyan and looked up. Instead, he turned and looked behind him.

"Why are you all here?"

"Do you think we would really feel relieved to let you in alone?" Hermione glared at him as usual. "Although I don't know what you are making, this is not the time to let you be strong!"

While she was talking, she came to Ron's side with Ginny and Luna behind her, and then looked up to the ceiling. I saw the magic wand in her hand held high, and the tip of the wand also lit up, but the brightness was obviously not enough to penetrate the fog to let her see more.

But not far away, Ron looked at Hermione's figure, and said after a moment:

"I admit that I am doing my best... But, don't you think that this kind of situation that requires people to take risks, is I the most suitable person?"

"Fluorescence flashes, maximize!" Hermione waved her wand again, releasing the brightness of the magic wand to the limit she could achieve. Then she said casually, "You are the most suitable? Why?"

"Because..."

Ron paused, then suddenly whispered:

"Because you don't like Maca? If you die, what would you like to like--"

"Huh?"

When Hermione heard the words, her raised right hand unconsciously retracted a little, and even her attention was greatly distracted by Ron's words. She was stunned in the same place, and then subconsciously turned her head and looked at Luna first, then turned her head to look at Ron's side.

But Ron ignored her inexplicable expression and continued:

"And I...you see, I don't like anyone, and I don't like anyone, even if... something happens, it's better than your accident, isn't it?"

"Ron?"

Suddenly, Luna, who had not spoken, called him, and walked to him with a light pace.

"What, what?" Ron took a half step back subconsciously.

"Maca told me before that Ron, a boy, is good at everything, but he always likes to be alone in his own way. He also said that this is actually a bit like me..."

"Uh, what then?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Then he told me a way to remind others not to think about it!" Luna pursed her mouth~IndoMTL.com~ seems to be a little timid," he said, if the other person is a girl, then Give her a hug; and if the other party is a boy..."

"...Huh?"

Ron watched Luna switch her wand from right to left, then raised her white fist.

"Boom!"

"Oh—"

Luna retracted her fist, and looked at Ron probe, who was squatting down holding his stomach, looking a little worried, before turning to the back of the opponent's head:

"...then punch him in the stomach! Oh, did I hit too hard?"

"Ahem, ahem..." Ron squatted on the ground and said with difficulty, "No, it's okay... But Luna, don't you think that Maca is probably just joking when he is talking? ?"

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