Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The fire is surrounded by the fog, cooking the earth to disrupt the air, rolling the heat and rolling out, barbecuing like space has become distorted.

This battle, probably Harry entire group, has met this time after entering Britain, the most dangerous one.

“bang!”

It was another big flame, and Harry was forced to retreat again from the storm of that melting corpse and from the high temperature of the dead. And Gryffindor’s sword, even if you can’t cut people, is a white fight.

On the other hand, Nevilles lion Patronus is not afraid of the flame, and the bath still runs under fire sea. On several occasions, the body of Avatar was shattered by heavy boxing wrapped with fire by the other side, and the spirit of Neville, near Mr. Blois, was brought together to repair.

Although Neville’s face looks a little white, it should be halfway away.

At the same time, Mr. Blois, on the one hand, supported the flame of the magic barrier, while manipulating the masterpiece giant statue on the other side of the team, causing the wounded Ron and taking care of his Ginny and Hannah to be safe.

It seems that the molten corpse, despite being strong and even having the rules, is temporarily unable to further harm them.

It is just that it is clear that Harry and the others will not be able to get rid of this impasse, but will not be dragged in here.

It’s Winchester ancient city after dawn, and the situation near here is naturally worth exploring. However, they prefer not to be able to escape.

This feeling makes Harry feel bad.

“Bombing…”

Perhaps for the reason that Harry had broken it by a sword before, the melting corpse clearly maintained a high level of vigilance against Harry. Whenever Harry approached, it would blow up the wall and force him back, and never let him near himself.

Harry, on the occasion of another retreat, was unaware of putting the sword back on hold, and his mind had taken into account the intention to let go of the war and eliminate each other.

“Ron, you have to hold on to it… just one sword, one sword!”

He was so gruesome that his hand had lifted the sword, and Neville, Ginny, in the back, was busy preparing Ron and Hannah together.

It is at this point that several flames come out of the surface, and in a spectacular view, like Harry, Blois, they crumble around the melting corpse.

Yeah, that’s the flame, but that’s the black fire!

Neville, who was in charge of holding that living body, was not involved in one piece because Patronus was too close to each other and was almost covered.

But even so, he still felt a very strong psychological shock from those black flames.

The next moment, at a time when the blaze suddenly swallowed that dead body, the two figures also showed up from the flames. As can be seen, both of them are also shaken by the same black flames, while they are flying fast, if two black Shooting Star.

peng!

In the blink room, the two men were caught and stabbed in front of the lava corpse that had been held hostage by the blackflame, and the two fists were blown out straight, and the dead bodies could be blown out.

Harry, who had moved on the front server, found out that, although he was also at risk, the other party seemed to have ignored his presence.

Just think about it, he just pulled the sword back to the team.

“What is that?” Halfway to Rons Hannah, can’t stop saying it.

“I don’t know.” Harry looked forward through the fog, “but I think I’ve seen something like that.”

Then he took a nap, and then followed it:

“By the way, Voldemort… remember? Voldemort then had a bunch of men named Marx” mans “, who were just like this — they were packed with black flames, amazing, and quite terrifying.”

“If you say so, I remember,” Ginny put his head on, “and Voldemort himself did it on Lockhart’s show… But didn’t Voldemort die long ago?”

“Yeah,” Harry wrinkles, “and you see, the power of these two people is stronger than Voldemorts’s mans — those black dead then won’t use this blaze to attack.”

And when he said he was here, Blois said:

“In addition to Voldemort, I have seen a similar black flame in the hands of two others. That’s Herpo and, Mr. McLorne.”

“Marx.”

Harry, listen to him. I repeat it without being whispered.

Obviously, as Herpo also pulled out that melting corpse, he certainly had no reason to send another wave of men to fight it again. Is that Marx, except Herpo?

As they speak, the two black bastards have also dealt with the molten corpses for a moment.

After the two boxes that were struck by the former, the other party was clearly hit with a number of cracks, and it left black fires different from his own scarlet flame. But at the same time, it’s starting to react.

Very direct, high-temperature flames, which can only be described in the word “rough”. Unlike the blackflame, which is more about souls, it is a purely physical injury.

To be honest, as long as the other entity exists, it will surely be tested by a fire.

The two black flames continue to wander around the molten corpse, and the fire sea, which is left behind on the ground, are clearly reluctant to resist even though they are not afraid that they may produce a higher flame directly from the hands of the living bodies. Thus, both can only hide while at the same time seeking to launch an attack.

However, at least they fight more than Harry at the time of normal state than in this flame environment, and the melting corpse is not only unable to occupy the wind, but the black flame on its body is increasing over time.

Eventually, Harry and Blois saw that it seemed to be tough to arrest and a little stop when it once again waved two flames like whip and were flexibly hidden by those two black flames.

And the brief suspension of the time allowed the two people to seize this opportunity, and the death of the first and the other two, like rocks, grabbed their thick arms.

“ka-cha…”

Two simple voices were almost intertwined, and the two arms of the melting corpse were blown off, and a large number of magma in orange were spraying out of the noodles.

peng!

The molten corpse stepped down the ground, went back like crazy, and then went to the depths of the fog from a distance. The molten rock drops out of the ground, sweeping with black smoke, leaving two clear marks.

“Potter, let’s go!” Blois resolutely said.