When Bell was sitting on the ground, he finally realized that he had been rescued in close proximity to dying.

And the man who saved him…

“If I hadn’t seen the wrong eye at the time, it would seem like a little wizard in a loose robe with a top hat on his head.”

After an anonymous sense of mental oppression in the south-east of Britain and the emergence of a massive wave of dead bodies, the Bell whole group, who fled from Sawerberry to the west, finally met Harry and the others who remained there in the town of Yower.

Upon enquiry from Harry, yellow robe wizard Bell came out of his past from Hogwarts Hufflepuff house and spoke of the accident that he had encountered at the beginning of the upsurge.

“Sir, did you not see the look of the man who saved you?” Harry said curiously, “In the light of what you described, the wizard should have been quite powerful since he could easily resolve the three evolutionary bodies.”

“Yeah,” Bell sat on the couch, looking at Harry Nodded Road, “Very powerful! At least with my knowledge, it’s not even very clear what the magic used by the other side – the body that was touched by that body – can’t fall down immediately and lose it altogether. Lost” life “?

In the case of monster, which had already been “dead”, he obviously did not find a more relevant word to describe that state at this time.

Just a little while ago, he left this point of rectification and went on:

“In any event, the gracious man who saved my life has a strange ability, and at a very rapid pace, to move faster than I can even react. Plus, when I was in danger, even the sensors became very retarded, and I just came to remember what happened in those seconds until the other side lightly solved the body and went far away.”

Speaking of this, he remembered himself and added:

“Well, so I can’t say so much more than I’m sure, except the one who saved the image of the moment I had a slight stop in my head… that wizard kept a long hair, white hair! They’re under the top hat. They look beautiful!”

So, this old Bell’s eyes reveal a lot of leisure and drunken.

Harry, however, apparently they don’t have the power to care about his little bit.

“White’s long hair?” Neville, on the side of the day, wonders, “Does Blois Young Lady?”

Among the people they know, there is no one but Wynie who has a “white long hair”. Although Marx is now white because of the use of the Blois seal magic, the length of his hair is clearly not enough to call it “long hair”.

And, together with the wizard robes and top hats mentioned earlier by Bell… even if it is not possible to say so, it is indeed a great possibility for Wynie to save Bell’s “little boy” wizard at that time.

And that’s when Savanna, sitting away, couldn’t stop hanging around Hannah and saying:

“What happened to Blois Young Lady in your Neville mouth?”

“What’s ‘my Neville’, ‘Hannah’s got a red face, but for her, or for her,” Remember when you said we were here to find Marx? But in fact, the original reason we came back to England was actually to find the name that left our Wynie Blois Young Lady. ”

“Oh?”

Savanna did not know that there was such a reason for this investigation, and she was not aware of the relationship between Young Lady of the Blois family and Harry, which was sometimes confused.

Hannah’s meeting. That’s the way:

“Blois Young Lady is our student and our friend… Well, I think it should be friends. This time she suddenly left, Hermione, they assumed she might have come to Marx.”

“Oh,” Savanna and Nodded, but still lost his face, “Does it sound complicated?”

“So Hermione did not agree to let you join this investigation!” Hannah hearing this, nor helpless, “This operation is not only very dangerous, but it can also be said to be purely our private action, and there is no reason to involve you.”

While the two women are stealing private words next to them, Harry on the other side seems to have generally confirmed that the unknown savior is Wynie’s guess – even if 100 per cent is not convinced – is enough for him to set a series of intentions for that purpose.

“Thank you, sir, for the clue, which is indeed likely to be our companion to look for.” Harry sincerely thanks, “and then this vibration, though slow down, is why the area between Winchester and this town of Yower is finally occupied by the body… and it is becoming increasingly unsafe.”

In fact, he suddenly pointed his fingers south.

“So, I think you can take a night off in town and wait till dawn tomorrow. I propose to go to the port of Vermones and then sail to France for asylum and should be received.”

“Yeah, that’s what I think.” Bell’s micropaths, “and thank you for waiting for me to find a solution to the body chased, and if it weren’t for you, those of us, or maybe the rest of us, have fled here, and we don’t want to die at all!”

“Nothing, as easy as lifting hand that’s all right!” Harry laughed, not at all.

“By the way,” Bell said, ignored and worried about the tunnel, “Mr…. Potter, listen to what you just said. Are you really going to go through that” hell “with a dead body, to Solzbury?”

“Of course,” Savanna took the first step, “but if I heard it from the beginning, we might have found the white blois Young Lady there before the tide of life!”

Harry saw her whispering, not helpless shaking her head.

“To be sure to go,” He did not ignore Savanna, but did answer Bell seriously, “but before that, we had to contact Beauxbatons – that is, this time you go to Weymouth, I’ll send a man with you.”

After Safina heard, there was a bad feeling on board.

“Send who?” She’s busy asking.

Harry looked at her immediately, and he said in her face:

“What do you say?”


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