Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 624: The boy in the snow

In this world, there are many areas that Muggles don’t know about. They are scattered all over the world, silently maintaining the scenery that has been like a day for thousands of years. X23US. The fastest update of COM

　　

　　 Of course, the reason why these areas are unknown to Muggles is mostly because of the various natural or man-made dangers that exist in them.

　　

　　 such as the fire dragon farm in Romania, the ghost swamp in the depths of the Manchak swamp in the United States, the world’s largest fire crab reserve in the Danakil Desert in Ethiopia, etc., are some of the more famous areas in these areas local.

　　

　　 And the father and son Taun, who had previously met Maca next to Fisher's house, are now in a no-man’s land completely cut off from the Muggle world, slowly marching against a violent snowstorm. With.

　　

　　 This is Iceland, an island land close to the north of the world.

　　

　　 "Sit down and rest."

　　

　　Walking in the continuous wind and snow is quite physically exhausting. Even ordinary wizards will be discouraged from this weird glacier area that has been swept by snowstorms all the year round, let alone this weird combination of dumb guns and children.

　　

　　 Under his father's instructions, Ensi curled his lips secretly and sat down on the leeward behind a huge block of ice. Although his whole person was almost frozen, but the stubbornness in his heart still made him reluctant to show half of his cowardice.

　　

　　 Old Taweng naturally saw his son's expression, but he didn't say anything harsh this time, instead he took off the backpack on his back and took out a package.

　　

　　It's almost impossible to make a fire in this violent storm, but he is not a real Muggle after all. Soon, when he unwrapped the package and placed a crucible inside in the snow in front of him, he saw that he then took out a small brown paper package.

　　

　　 Son Ensi glanced at this side curiously when he saw him. It's just that he hated his father since he was a child, so he just took a look and didn't ask a word.

　　

　　 Old Taweng naturally ignored his son. He just opened the kraft paper package to himself, carefully pinched a small pinch of red powder with three fingers, and sprinkled it under the crucible against the wind.

　　

　　 As soon as the powder touched the bottom of the thick crucible, a large amount of flames burst out with a "boom", which burned in the snow and ice.

　　

　　 Until this moment, Old Taweng poured the dry food and water in the package into the cauldron and cooked it silently.

　　

　　 In fact, starting early this morning, the father and son have already set off for this violent no-man’s land. By now, Ensi's stomach is of course hungry.

　　

　　 But in this strong wind, the aroma of cooking food must be inaudible. Therefore, Ensi, who has not been eaten to arouse his appetite, just stared at the orange-red flame under the cauldron, staring at it as if to see through it.

　　

　　 In his eyes, who had never been in contact with the magic world since he was a child, this magical and peculiar scene has deeply attracted him. Reminiscing about the magical methods that Maca had shown before at home, this would inevitably make him have a lot of expectations for wizards and magic.

　　

　　 Of course, he would never ask about his father, even if he didn't even think about it at all! At this point, perhaps it is the similarity between the father and the son!

　　

　　 Since the old Taweng threatened, the young and old have not said any unnecessary nonsense, and it is still the case now. After they hurriedly filled themselves half-satisfied, they took a short rest, and then ignoring the snow and wind, they set off again on a road where they don't know where to go.

　　

　　 No, Old Taweng probably knew it, but he didn't even explain it from beginning to end.

　　

　　The environment is still harsh, and the violent snowstorm seems to never stop, blowing lifelessly. Just eating the warm food in the stomach did not keep the body warm for long. In just a few minutes, Little Ensi felt the initial coldness continue to extend to his torso.

　　

　　 As for the limbs? Hey, I was so cold that I didn't feel much!

　　

　　 The legs are moving forward mechanically, and the unstoppable breathing represents the gradual exhaustion of physical strength, but it also means the loss of calories. After a long time, when Little Ensi found that the already gloomy sky was getting darker, was a thought flashed in his young but shrewd mind, it was about to night?

　　

　　 However, at the moment when his little guess was fleeting, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly became much smaller. Without the dense snowflakes obstructing his vision, he realized that he had actually come to the interior of an astonishingly large snow cave.

　　

　　 Right in front of that, the entire field of vision is getting darker and darker with the deep blue and white cave, while behind, there are fierce snowflakes outside the snow cave. This one after another is like a world of difference.

　　

　　 "Take a rest."

　　

　　After walking for a short distance, it was probably because he had already walked a lot, but perhaps because the deeper part was too dark, the old Taweng always chose to rest in place at this moment.

　　

　　 After he started a fire as before, he did not take out the cauldron immediately after him, but took out an unlit torch from his backpack and placed it next to him.

　　

　　 "Sit down, little bunny!" He pulled the scarf that covered half of his face, and shook off the snowflakes randomly, and then sat down against the ice wall on the side of the cave.

　　

　　 Little Ens curled his lips again, and then sat down next to the fire reluctantly. Of course he was already exhausted, but in my heart he was reluctant to listen to his father, so that he could even sit down. Very awkward.

　　

　　 After all, he is just a kid who has just entered the rebellious period.

　　

　　 "Boy," After a short pause, Old Taweng continued, "Didn't you always want to know about your mother? I will tell you today that what you are walking now is leading to your mother. The road to the ancestral land."

　　

　　"Ancestral Land?"

　　

　　 Xiao Ensi also subconsciously tore off the thick scarf, repeating this somewhat unfamiliar word again. As for the discord between him and his father, it has long been washed away by the sudden word "mother".

　　

　　"It is the place where the ancestors lived," Old Taweng explained patiently, "In fact, this trip was originally the custom of your mother's family...Before your mother died, Lao Tzu promised her: If you As her blood follows the path of a wizard, Lao Tzu will bring you over and let your boy walk to the end of this snow cave in accordance with her family rules."

　　

　　 "The end? What is that place?" Ensi asked with some confusion.

　　

　　 However, Old Taweng shook his head immediately.

　　

　　 "I never went in," he seemed to fall into a memory, and he was silent for a while before continuing, "At that time, I followed your mother, the farthest I was almost here, and I didn't go any further. Go down."

　　

　　 "Uh..." Little Enston was surprised for a while, "So, it's the first time for us to walk the next road?"

　　

　　 "It's not ‘us’," Old Taweng glanced at his son faintly, "The road from now on, you will go alone, I won’t go in with you."

　　

　　 Xiao Ensi couldn't help but glance at the torch that was thrown on the ground at random. Only then did he understand that this torch was only something for himself! In this way, even if he had been courageous since he was a child, he couldn't help but give birth to a chill that was colder than the surrounding temperature.

　　

　　 How deep this snow cave is, and whether there is unknown danger in it, he has no way of knowing here.

　　

　　 "Old man, are you serious?"

　　

　　 It’s not too much to call his father "old man", because when he gave birth to this son, Ta Weng seemed to be quite young. Of course, Ens has hardly called "Dad" a few times since he was sensible. This "old man" is certainly appropriate, and it is somewhat disgusting and repulsive in it.

　　

　　 But at this moment, there was nothing but stunned and uncontrollable fear in his heart.

　　

　　 "Hey, are you afraid?" Old Taweng sneered disdainfully. "If you are afraid of death, just say that I can take you home anytime, and then you will grow up honestly and be an adult. Ordinary person who knows magic. How? If you decide, just tell me."

　　

　　 After that, he shrank his neck, turned his head and looked at the fire, and ignored his son.

　　

　　 Although I am in the snow cave now, the blizzard outside has almost no effect, but the cold cooling still exists. In this icy world, the numb hands and feet and the sore cheeks were constantly warning Enns, and they continued to aggravate his inner fear.

　　

　　 looked at the bottomless deep gloom in the depths of the snow cave~IndoMTL.com~Little Ensi squeezed his body and sat on the warm fire with his knees. He only felt that everything around him was shouting to himself to give up! go home! What's wrong with being an ordinary person?

　　

　　 Yeah! This father, who is always fierce and rude, and even fists at him, is not qualified at all, but at least he raised himself to such an age. Except for the savage treatment that would make him intolerable from time to time, he has never been treated badly by what he eats or drinks.

　　

　　 Compared to the unknown fear, what can't be endured by this humiliation? When I have enough skills to move out and live alone, won't all the bad things be over?

　　

　　Single-parent children like Little Ensi, coupled with the fact that their father always beats and scolds, they tend to mature much earlier than their peers. Even though there are still many things he doesn't understand in his short life, the most basic independent thinking has been secretly erected.

　　

　　 just under his uncomplicated thinking, the word "mother" kept circling in his mind, lingering for a long time.

　　

　　 "I will go," At last, he said nonchalantly, "Bad old man!"