Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1952: The strength of the old Hufflepuff

"Mr. Weasley, if I guessed correctly...I think I might understand why Mr. McLean kicked us out of Hogwarts."

Suddenly, the words of the old Sir made Charlie stunned and suddenly realized something.

"Do you mean that these living corpses were kneeling in the direction of Hogwarts?"

He hesitated, but then frowned and shook his head.

"But... Old Sir, if Macca knew what was going to happen, why couldn't he tell us directly? His appearance at the time was really impressive... Honestly, if it wasn't for me to be sure that It is indeed Maca, I even want to doubt at this moment, maybe all of this was made by him under the control of Helbo!"

"Of course, the possibility of what you said is not ruled out," Old Aslan said with a serious face, "And compared to you, I have never even met the little Mr. McLean before— Only because everyone seems to think he is very reliable, I am more inclined to what he might have troubles, and deliberately chose to drive us away from Hogwarts in an alienated attitude."

"Hmm."

Charlie nodded slightly, but didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"In short, thinking about it now, it seems that our north is really nothing but Hogwarts...Even Helbo should be in London. To be honest, we actually have reason to think that after You may have already gone to Hogwarts!"

"And what happened at Hogwarts?" Charlie wondered, "Could it be that Maca fought him at Hogwarts again?"

"Maybe!"

This inference of the old wizard is indeed very reasonable, and in fact it is indeed part of his guess. It's a pity that he couldn't guess some of the most core and secret things.

And just as the two were talking softly here and the other wizards were busy adding protection to the camp, abruptly, there was another chilling and terrifying breath from the north.

At the same time, a thunderous roar suddenly swept across the camp accompanied by the slight tremors of the earth, making everyone's heart beat again.

"Living corpses! The group of living corpses is here!"

The shouts suddenly sounded from the north, but soon everyone discovered that it was not as simple as a living corpse.

"No, not only living corpses, but also--"

"Boom!"

The sorcerer who used the sound reinforcement curse on the temporary guard tower near the edge of the camp had no time to speak. Everyone saw a giant black figure suddenly appearing from the mist in the north. The ground hit the protective curse barrier supported by dozens of witches and wizards.

Just like this, the translucent barrier instantly shattered every inch.

Until now, everyone finally saw the specific appearance of the terrifying figure-it was a huge humanoid monster with two long horns on its head, covered in pitch black, with muscular knots. The thick arms, the hideous face and the scarlet eyes made people shudder.

However, its horrifying appearance is not the most important thing. The key is that it rushes straight into the camp and begins to destroy and trample on the brutal posture of a group of wizards, which makes people feel terrified in their hearts.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

In a blink of an eye, many wizards in the north of the camp died under its merciless trampling, and even if someone gritted their teeth and tried to wave their wands to counterattack, the spell fell on his body but it seemed to be scratching it. Itching, even the possibility of rubbing a bit of the skin does not exist.

The old Aslan who saw this scene immediately understood that this was no longer an enemy they could deal with. Not to mention, there are still many living corpses rushing in frantically in the gap that was pierced by it, and there are even many individuals who seem to have evolved.

"Go south, don't hesitate, go now!"

As he shouted, he was about to move forward. Seeing that Charlie seemed to be following too, he immediately pushed him backhand.

"You too!"

"But--"

Charlie wanted to argue, but Old Aslan glared at him. At this moment, the old wizard no longer had the usual laziness and casualness, and seemed to suddenly become a lot more majestic.

"Only one person is responsible for attracting its attention. Go ahead... If possible, take Kate away from the UK! From the current situation, this is no longer a place where people can stay!"

The old wizard held his wand tightly, turned his head and ran towards the tall figure, sighing softly in his mouth:

"It seems that we have far underestimated the horror of this disaster!"

"Old Sir--"

Charlie hesitated on the spot for a moment, but when he thought of Old Aslan's last mention of Kate, he had to turn around with difficulty, mounted a broomstick, and covered the others from the group of chasing corpses to the south. Removed.

When he turned his head again on the way, he saw that the old wizard had stood in front of the huge demon-like figure and slammed the wand in his hand.

"哧——"

A blazing earth-yellow arc of magical power erupted from the tip of his wand and shot straight into the abdomen of the black giant. The dazzling brilliance shows its extremely high intensity, and it can be seen that the magic level of the old wizard is really not low-that is far beyond the level that ordinary wizards can achieve.

If you have to compare...Perhaps, this old Hufflepuff, who is the same generation as Dumbledore, is not much worse than Dumbledore in terms of spells.

I have to say that if he returns to the UK a few years ago, his strength will definitely arouse the amazement of many forces-the strong in the hidden world will always be sought after, not to mention that he does have The ability to match the term "strong".

But it is a pity that this aspect that he is best at in his life, in today's disaster, it has been difficult to bloom the glory that this era should have.

"Boom!"

In the next moment~IndoMTL.com~ I saw the black demon waved his hand suddenly, and the arc of the spell cast by the old wizard was scattered. And then, it took a violent step forward, clenching its huge fist, and slammed it down at the place where the old wizard was standing.

"Boom--"

When the dust splashed, the old wizard also flew dangerously and dangerously through the reaction force of the flying sand curse and flew out of the opponent's smashing range, and rolled on the ground quite awkwardly for several times.

When he got up again in a hurry, his left hand was already weakly hanging on his side, seeming to be useless.

"Can't Apparate...It's really a bad thing."

The area that was previously evacuated from the mist was just the opposite highland hillside. The campsite was still covered by gray mist, affecting everyone to use the Phantom Shifting Charm.

"His..."

Senior Aslan’s forehead, because of the pain of the fracture of his left arm, oozes fine sweat.