Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 884: He chose silence

"Ah! Just now... what was that sound just now?"

In the dark corridor, three or five students are close together. At this moment, one of the little boys suddenly screamed, and immediately frightened the others.

"Navi, aren't you from Gryffindor? Senior, senior, eldest brother...Hurry...help, go see what's there..."

The little guy is a Hufflepuff, who just entered the second grade this year. He has been afraid of the dark since he was a child, and he is even more timid than a girl in such a place where he can barely see his fingers.

However, he was begging for the wrong person this time, because Neville, who was tall, didn't seem to be any better than him.

It's just because it was too dark around him, he couldn't see Neville's face of suspicion!

"Oh...this, I..."

Navi's mouth was trembling, and before he had time to speak, suddenly the voice ran over everyone's ears again.

"Click--"

Yes, this is the voice just now! Who is there anyway?

As soon as they heard the movement, almost everyone couldn't help taking a step back, but Neville didn't move. This is not because he suddenly became bolder, but because there are still people beside him right now!

"...stand, stand behind me, Hannah."

Even though he couldn't even speak his words, but at the same time a chill rose in his heart, Neville stepped out to stand in front of the girl.

Even if he has no bottom in his heart and no matter how unsatisfactory his tongue is, his hands and feet don't seem to tremble at all.

Not waiting for his words to settle, a figure suddenly appeared under the torch over there in the distance. From here, you can barely see that it was a wizard wearing a black felt coat, and he seemed to be holding a magic wand in the other's hand.

"Except-you-wu-tool."

Without waiting for a few students here to react, a red light flashed across the corridor and headed straight for them.

Navigate is the fastest move-he flicks his wand even faster than someone who wants to escape in the first place.

. One of the most hard-trained members, aside from his panic-prone temperament, is actually quite proficient in dealing with spells.

At this moment, Neville drew a circle in front of him like a conditioned reflex.

"Armor for body protection!"

After reading Maca’s curse analysis materials and repeating the practice, now his body moves faster than his brain.

"Boom!"

Along with a splendid red streamer falling randomly, the opponent's disarming curse was blocked by him quite promptly.

"When the opponent's spell has been cast, but the intermediate distance is still sufficient, you can use the iron armor curse. If the iron armor curse withstands a blow and does not break, you have the most valuable opportunity in the duel—"

As I said earlier, Neville couldn't help muttering to himself after he succeeded in his defense. And these words he said are actually small tricks in the notes of Maca's materials.

It's a pity that although he can practice many coping methods with great effort, he still has no talent for "how to make good use of opportunities" that emphasize creativity and ideas.

"Uh-first opportunity...no, forget it..."

Neville knew that there was no time for him to think about it at the moment, and he also knew that he didn't have the ability to judge on the spot, so he gave up blindly in an instant.

So, just as the guy's wand under the torch started to shine again, he struggled to cast the next spell.

"There are so many obstacles!"

Under Maca’s text about the "obstacle curse", a short sentence gave Neville a great enlightenment—he actually took that sentence as though he knew his weaknesses very well. It only belongs to his own actual combat truth.

And that sentence is like this:

"Undecided obstacle curse!"

According to Maca, the obstacle spell is simply one of the best spells in all modern magic. Whether it is the degree of curse, the effective time or the trajectory of the wand, it is extremely concise and efficient, so he himself often uses it.

Sure enough, the opponent's wand swing was immediately slowed down, so that even the curse at hand could not be accurately released, but hit the wall with a "poof".

As a result, Neville has more time to think.

But, of course, the consequence of a fast cast is usually that the duration is too short and the power is quite limited. As for Neville's head, he couldn't figure out anything just with a little more leeway.

Obviously, he knows this himself.

"There are so many obstacles!"

The duration is not enough, just continue it!

Another obstacle spell fell on the black coat, making the opponent's movements slower. Neville was looking here, maybe because he still didn't move his head so much, he subconsciously took the time to glance behind him.

Very well, Hannah was looking at herself in surprise—it's no waste that she came here for a while. But what happened to the few Hufflepuffs in the back? Why didn't you just look at this side and not bring me to help?

"Um... what... all petrified!"

It seemed that the stiff look of the little boy who was even more timid than him, suddenly inspired Neville. He turned his head swiftly, and a whole body restraint curse fell on the "black coat" who was about to escape from the second obstacle curse.

The next second, the opponent who just barely raised the wand, fell back on the floor with a click, and stopped moving.

"Oh! Worthy of being a senior in Gryffindor, but really amazing!"

"Okay? Can I open my eyes?"

"Does the hero save the United States? Hannah seems to be standing behind him?"

A mess of praise sounded from the onlookers of the little badgers, all giving thumbs up, like a group of ducklings squatting around their mother.

But very quickly, one of them was abruptly authentic:

"Should we...Should we go back?"

Nevertheless, Neville looked straight into the hallway behind him--it's a pity that the torches were extinguished as they walked along the way, so please feel free to go back in the dark!

In this corridor where the light will be sucked away by the wall, there is no lighting except torches.

Shaking his head, Neville suddenly pointed his wand forward and said in a deep voice:

"Let’s move on!"

His voice seems to have mixed in with the smell of death.

……

While Neville was walking cautiously in the "Black Magic Corridor" arranged by Maca in order to accompany Hannah Abbott, Harry and Ron had already passed through three interesting greenhouses. , Back to the open space outside.

"Unexpectedly, Professor Sprout would put so many jumping bulbs in the fourth greenhouse... If it weren’t for today, I’m sure I would think jumping bulbs are very savage in this life! Remember, four I was kicked by that little thing when I was in grade..."

Harry was talking to Ron enthusiastically, from the bouncing bulbs that were drunk with mead and coated with various natural dyes, to the talkative plant next to the last exit. An unknown grass stem, which looks very pleasant.

And Ron's mood now seems to be better because of the lively plants in the greenhouse before. Although he was just casually echoing Harry's words, at least his expression was obviously much lighter than in the past few days.

Suddenly, Harry, who was still talking about the jumping toadstool, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the edge of the Christmas forest in front of him.

"Look! Ron...it seems like a lot of people are going over there," he looked at it, and then his eyes lit up, "that should be the direction of Hagrid's hut? Go, let's go and look at it. Look..."

After that, Harry hurriedly grabbed Ron, and then happily walked around the gorgeous Christmas forest from one side, and then he saw Hagrid's hunting ground hut, which had always seemed a little lonely.

However, today this cabin is obviously different from usual.

However, the outside of Hagrid's house was actually tangled with a cyan vine, which concealed its rusticity. After the vines filled the house, they spread out along the ground, leaving only a winding stone road leading to the wooden door of the hut.

It's worth mentioning that just above the hut, a wooden signboard larger than the house itself is inserted diagonally on the roof, with two lines of characters that will change colors on it flashing:

"In this wonderful Christmas—"

"Have fun with the magical creatures!"

Before Ron could come back to his senses, Harry grabbed his clothes again and rushed to the door to line up. Because he is curious now-where are the "magic creatures" written on the big wooden board? Could it be that... the hut was stuffed with various colors of puff pastel?

Look at his look of expectation, just like the Muggle boy visiting the amusement park, and most of the faces around here are filled with smiles that are not much different from him.

It can be seen that whether it is the magical world or the Muggle world, it is actually the same.

Now, the heavy snow is still floating in the sky, falling on everyone's hats and shoulders one after another, but the joy in the hearts of the little wizards cannot be destroyed.

Think about it this is the morning~IndoMTL.com~ Most of the students have not even gone to the auditorium to have breakfast. If in the afternoon or at night, when the entire Hogwarts Christmas event starts, how lively it will become!

Milian, who had just been brought here by Maca a few days ago, was standing in front of a window on the upper floor of the castle, quietly watching everything in the school courtyard outside.

She just feels that there is a huge swath of vigor and vitality that continues to rush, slapped heavily on her face. This kind of lively impact is definitely something she has never felt in the organization in the past.

"Ahas...do you think such a school is more suitable for children like us without a family compared to what Grandpa Lavin did?"

Beside her, the shadow man Ahaz who came with him the other day...he chose to remain silent.

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