Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2195: Unusual sneak attacker

It really just fell after a rain. It's not too surprising, after all, many people have already noticed the signs of change.

It’s just that the rain doesn’t seem to be as big as everyone thought, it’s just a misty and erratic swing from the sky.

The wind is still blowing, coming from the east one after another, disturbing the rain in the sky.

At this time, Delphi is naturally still standing on the back of the ice bird, but the remaining huge ice bird itself is always cold, making the area where it is very cold.

So, I saw it flying in mid-air with Delphi, and all the raindrops it passed through turned into ice crystals, as if it was pulled out between the sky and the earth, which became more and more dim because of the rain. A snow-colored winding ribbon.

On the other side, the flaming dragon summoned by Blois is just the opposite. These rainwater from the sky is immediately evaporated by the high temperature when it falls around it, making the air a lot of steam.

Not far away, Blois turned his head and glanced at his flaming dragon, and then raised his head to look at the heavy clouds above—it would be fine if it only rained, no matter how heavy the rain was. The flame flying dragon with rules as its core can not be poured, even if it is directly soaked into the sea, it is not a problem.

What Blois cares about right now is actually what caused the rain.

To be honest, this rain, this wind, everything in this world... seems to suddenly become a little unnatural, which will inevitably make a series of knowledgeable people such as Blois and Sarah. The caring people are surprised.

As for Delphi, who suddenly remembered his trip to the City of London, it was an accident.

……

"Why is it raining suddenly?"

While Mr. Blois and Delphi and others over there are secretly vigilant for this rain curtain, which is waiting for the moment in the room west of the stronghold, suddenly he walks out of the window. The chair beside him leaped to his feet.

The rain was unusual, and he could detect it. Even because he always has a keen intuition for the coming of danger, at this moment, it is just an inexplicable sense of depression, which can make him immediately raise a full guard.

Not long afterwards, Harry was hurried to the doorway while holding the hilt of the Gryffindor sword. He hesitated while looking at the stronghold in front of the door, and soon his eyes condensed and pulled out his legs. Rushed into the rain and fog.

At the moment, the rain is still not heavy, it's just the degree to which it can gradually wet the robe, and Harry certainly doesn't care much.

As you can see, Harry runs very fast.

From the moment he decided to return to the battlefield, he hadn't hesitated any more and acted quite decisively after he made a decision and made a decision—even if he knew it, he ran out purely on instinct. For a while, nothing seemed to happen to him. But he still didn't think about it anymore. In short, it would definitely not be wrong to go around the stronghold and continue to cut some living corpses.

He just needs to be more careful, at least not to get stunned by one inadvertently as before.

Thinking about this in his heart, Harry, who was running wild, took out another flying broomstick, turned over and rode it up to the sky—in the previous accident, his firebolt seemed to have fallen alive. In the pile of corpses, those guys had already stepped on them to pieces.

Fortunately, he still has spares.

However, at the moment when Harry was approaching the group of living corpses around the stronghold, ready to dive down, a clear and stern shout suddenly penetrated the heavy rain curtain and passed from the east.

"...Mr. Blois...Beware of sneak attacks..."

The sound was mixed in the wind and rain, it seemed a little erratic, and Harry was a little farther away from there now. However, he still heard clearly.

"Sneak attack?"

While repeating the word subconsciously, his body has already moved instinctively.

At that moment, Harry, who had already pressed the broomstick and flew down, suddenly spun up again, clinging to the silver barrier above the stronghold, and suddenly moved to another. Rushed to the side of the battlefield.

Perhaps under high-speed flight, even if the rain and fog are light, hitting the face will still affect the vision. He simply hooked his right leg back and placed it on the tail of the broomstick to control the direction of flight, freeing up his left hand, pulling out his wand and extending it forward.

In an instant, the oncoming rain curtain was completely blocked by an obstacle curse, and Harry, holding a wand in one hand and a sword in the other, riding a broomstick and falling to the east like a meteor.

When he flew to the top of the barrier, he finally saw the current situation on the eastern battlefield.

There is no doubt that Delphi's previous call to remind him was correct, because Harry had already seen that an unfamiliar figure had appeared in the air not far from Blois.

Speaking of which, Blois had a rough grasp of the rules of magic because of the family inheritance. Although modern spells can also be used, the ancient magic of the family has been studied and practiced since childhood, and is much more familiar with it.

And what he uses to make himself fly out of thin air is the manipulation of the air current...that is, the "wind".

Although in the inheritance of the Blois family, it is obvious that summoning and sealing magic are the most powerful and practical, but there are no wizards that can be used today-at least not far away Delphi is also good at using them. Summoning. In this way, among the many wizards in this world, Blois is the only one who can master the rules of airflow.

Yes, this is something that even Maca has never been in contact with.

But now, Blois has discovered that there is a "person" who seems to be better at controlling the airflow and fighting—oh no~IndoMTL.com~ that is not a "person", but a living corpse!

"Whh--"

Suddenly, an extremely sharp arc-shaped air current suddenly hits behind him. If Delphi hadn't reminded him in time, he might not have been able to avoid it.

While his scalp was slightly numb, Blois slew the gust of wind around him and slammed it to one side, avoiding the blade-like airflow dangerously.

The wind blade didn’t fly far—the characteristics of the gas rules destined that it could not last too long after being out of control. After splitting a curtain of rain, it quickly dissipated behind Blois. Up.

However, Blois didn't have the time to go back and confirm, just staring at the figure that sneaked on him.

It must be admitted that he was really surprised just now. However, it was not the sharpness of the wind blade that surprised him, but the fact that the other party was able to fool his perception and came so close to him quietly.

This guy is absolutely unusual!

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