Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2294: Ron in bad luck

Being alive is a very fortunate thing. At this moment, Ron really understands it. Even if he is now less likely to die than other people, but he often stabbed himself with a dagger recently, he knows that he will probably die easily when he is damned!

Being beaten nine punches to die and being beaten ten punches to die, maybe at some critical moments you will be lucky enough to reflect the small punch gap, but most of the time, the difference between the two The difference is really not as huge as imagined.

So now even if Ron’s eyes are fascinated by the grit, he will become awkward and embarrassed, and he knows clearly that the giant demon must be near, but he just lived to complete the task, Hermione's plan, which was almost on the verge of failure due to a series of accidents, made up to the greatest extent, and he was already happy to laugh.

Of course, more importantly, after all, he Ron Weasley finally proved his worth once again! It's really great to be able to help Harry and Hermione, these good friends!

"So... Harry, just concentrate on dealing with that **** big guy!"

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Ron was so fascinated by the dust that he couldn't even open his eyes, and his nose and mouth were still pierced by the heart while he was holding his hands vigorously. In this case, even if he wanted to say anything, he could only mutter in his own heart, and Harry would definitely not hear it.

In fact, it seems to be true.

"Call—"

Suddenly, Ron, who was sitting down next to the runestone, heard a gust of wind, whistling faintly above his head not far away. He didn't know, that was Harry, who he was thinking about now, riding a flying broomstick, looking for his trace among the dust of the sky.

And obviously, Harry, who doesn't have the ability to sense magic, is actually not good at finding people. He can only gain some abilities similar to "danger perception" with the power conferred by the Gryffindor sword. Right now in the smoke and dust, the huge demon close at hand can clearly sense it, but you have to ask Luo En's specific position...just embarrass him somewhat.

"I knew that I should follow Hermione and the others to learn some knowledge of ancient magic texts... at least not like this, I should get lost in the formation of my own!"

Ron didn't expect that after he was deeply upset about this matter, Harry had almost the same confession in his heart.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a wave of magical power that Harry and Ron could not feel suddenly rose from the ground beneath them, and spread in all directions.

Then, mixed with the sharp increase of gravity, the bound magic power instantly flooded all areas of this hillside.

The formation is really activated!

"...Ron succeeded...In other words, it is impossible for Ron to go out himself?"

At the moment he realized this, Harry couldn't say that there was a sense of feeling in his heart. Should I be happy for Ron? After all, no matter how sluggish he is, his friend's mind can be detected to some extent.

However, if this formation is trapped with the devil's "anger"... Ron will die!

Suddenly, Harry's heart became more anxious, and the speed of his broomstick became a little faster again. The sound of the devil's "angry" footsteps in his ears was slow but still there, and even became more sluggish and heavier because of the start of the formation.

The raised dust was not smooth, although the height was lowered a bit, it was noticeably thicker near the ground.

"Luo uh...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."

Harry was choked by a carelessness, coughing so that the flight path became crooked.

"In short, confirm your location again, and then continue to look for--"

Thinking about this, Harry continued to cough, pulling his broomstick, and suddenly began to climb upwards-it was just some dust, not the weird gray fog that enveloped the entire British transit! As long as you fly higher, you will be able to get out soon.

"Puff."

Only a few seconds later, Harry rushed out from the top of the dust as before.

"Ahem...a bit hard!"

The established formation will not distinguish between enemies and friends, and there is no difference in the application of gravity. But the huge body of "anger" would bear much more restraining force than Harry riding a broomstick.

And just as Harry rushed out of the dusty area again and began to observe where he was at the moment, a biting cold wind suddenly blew over from the side of the hillside, making Harry feel uncomfortable. There was a cold war.

He turned his head subconsciously and saw that there was a small figure on the other side of the hillside, holding a snake-head scepter high and pointing straight to his direction.

This sudden gust of wind is obviously the other party's action.

"...Ens."

As Harry muttered to himself, the violent air flow swept across the hillside, gradually pushing the lingering dust to the back of the hillside.

For a moment, he was taken aback for a while, although he was a little bit emotional at the action of Little Enz at this time, Harry quickly remembered Ron, who could not be found. So, he no longer cared about thinking about Ens, and leaned over and scanned away hurriedly.

"Wh... Ron? Get out of the way!"

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My eyes fascinated by the sand are still tingling, and the tears can't stop streaming down, so that my face is probably covered with dust long ago. But Ron still couldn't deal with these problems... and even got used to the pain.

"I’m used to pain...I don’t know if it is a good thing."

Ron, who was still sitting there, thought of this and touched his thigh subconsciously.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he tilted his head slightly, seeming to feel something.

"This is... the wind is blowing?" He paused~IndoMTL.com~ and it's not too small! "

After a few seconds, the slightly itchy sensation of dust being scraped on the skin by the strong wind gradually disappeared, and Ron only felt that the surrounding area had become "cleaner" a lot.

Did the wind blow away the dust?

I tried to blink my eyes with severe foreign body sensation. I still couldn't see anything under the blindfold of tears, but it really didn't seem to have more grit squeezed into my eyes like just now. The sky was probably still gloomy, but it was somehow rebuilt the hazy light mixed with tears.

He was thinking so, but unexpectedly the light left to him was so short... It was just a moment, before the tears he secreted to wash away the sand in his eyes, he felt that the whole world seemed to be dark again. Down.

Yes, it's like... the sky is falling down!

"Ron...Quickly...get out of the way..."

It seems that Harry is yelling.

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