Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2221: The second ice coffin

Boom! "

Until now, Ron didn't know exactly what the other party's so-called "gift" was.

It was just covered with a black velvet cloth, and it looked like a long square in outline. It was carried by a few high-ranking corpses that Ron had never seen before, and fell gently but heavily in the hall On the floor.

While they passed by carrying this thing, Ron still intuitively felt a bone-chilling chill-it made him really not want to get close.

However, he did not move, but someone moved first.

Just after the high-level living corpses put down their "gifts" and left the hall again in a low-key manner, Ron watched with great vigilance that they were sitting lazily on the high steps. The black figure finally got up from the throne for the first time today and walked down step by step.

"But come to'open the gift'? I heard that the gift can only show its greatest value at the moment when it is personally opened... Isn't it?" The demon walked slowly to the gift. , Looking at Ron not far away, "Moreover, I said don’t worry, you don’t have to worry anymore—if I want to do something to you and to you, I don’t need any tricks."

This is a big truth, at least when facing a mere Ron Weasley, the demon does not need to use unnecessary little tricks, even Ron himself thinks so.

And even if we took a step back, even if the other party were to force Ron to accept this "gift" now, Ron would definitely not be able to resist. Whether you like it or not, you can only submit to it obediently.

This is a gap in strength and a gap in situation, no one can deny it.

So...

"Good."

Ron gritted his teeth secretly, not knowing how hard he had made, and finally took a few steps forward, reaching out his right hand towards the black flannel covering the "gift" slowly. Grab it.

The chill, it was indeed chill, so cold that Ron's already weak hands couldn't help shaking, so cold that he felt that his bones were all aching.

Is this a psychological effect caused by extreme tension? Or is it a symptom left over from previous painful torture along the way?

No, neither! Ron knew very well that even if these factors were present, they would never be the main reason.

He trembled, just because he was cold! It's really cold!

The biting cold air passed through the black flannel and silently enveloped a small space near it, causing Ron, who was standing in front of him, to shrink his neck subconsciously.

Is it just a big ice tuft underneath it?

Ron thought so, but knew that there was no room for retreat until now, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He just took a half step forward, accelerated his speed like a broken jar, and then grabbed the black cloth on it with his chicken-foot-like right hand, and suddenly opened it to the side.

"Wow!"

The black flannel was raised in the air, and then as Ron let it go, it floated to the side, quietly falling to the floor. As a result, the so-called "gift" that had been concealed until now finally revealed its mysterious truth.

Then Ron was stunned.

"Really...just a piece of ice?"

It was a large rectangular block of ice. It seemed to be cut very neatly. Every side and every corner was intact, without any defects or cracks.

But probably because of the water vapor in the air, the extremely cold, making its smooth mirror-like surface covered with a thick but soft frost. It was brought in by several high-level living corpses just now, so on the lower edge of this big ice block, you can still see a few clear indentations that have been touched.

Somehow, Ron suddenly felt an inexplicable déjà vu in his heart.

And when Ron stared at this piece of ice and was stunned there, he heard the demon on the other side speak again.

"'Ice Tuozi'? Oh, of course not—the important thing is not ice, the gift is still in the ice."

As soon as the other party finished saying this, the familiar feeling in Ron's heart suddenly changed into a very bad premonition. This was not because of the danger of the ice tuft in front of him, but... he suddenly realized that he seemed to understand where the familiar feeling in his heart came from!

This is an ice coffin! Just like the great wizard Albus Dumbledore who sleeps forever on the shores of Lake Hogwarts, he is also sleeping in the special ice block that is not too different from the one in front of him. It's just that compared to Dumbledore's mouthful, this one is obviously relatively small.

Of course, this is not the most critical thing at the moment, the key is, in this ice coffin...who will be sleeping?

Thinking about it, Ron never thought of an answer that he could affirm—there were too many possibilities, but at the same time too few. At the very least, if you can lie here and let the demon in front of you send it out as a "gift", at least it will definitely not be just an innocent person who died under the hands of a living corpse.

So to be honest, Ron didn't dare to stretch out his hand anymore. He was afraid that when he wiped off the frost, he would see a figure that hurt his heart.

So, Ron suddenly looked up again, staring at the opposite demon with an anger in his eyes. What fear, what worries, disappeared for a while, because for him, the unknown hidden in the ice coffin in front of him was probably the thing that scared him the most at the moment.

However, the tall figure standing on the other side of the ice coffin still looked so calm and calm.

"Oh, don't look at me like that... I seem to have said it at the beginning, this is a'gift' that I hope to convey kindness to you and show friendliness. In fact, I am also a flower It took a lot of effort and a lot of risk to "steal" it from a very dangerous place... Mr. Weasley~IndoMTL.com~ You have to understand, it actually has nothing to do with me. It’s too big a relationship."

As for this, maybe the other party didn't want to let Ron waste his time so long, so he suddenly stretched out his hand, "stabbed" and wiped it **** the surface of the ice block covered with ice crystals and frost. a bit.

In an instant, a piece of frost was wiped aside, revealing a smooth and transparent ice surface.

Regardless of whether Ron himself was willing or not, the other party's move instantly made him subconsciously follow the movement of that hand and cast his gaze on the ice.

It looks a little dim in the ice. This should be due to the fact that except for this one, the other sides are still covered by the frost, and too much light cannot penetrate.

But, enough...it was enough, because Ron had already seen a face in there that was too familiar.

"This...how...maybe?"

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