Hogwarts Melon Eater

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The fire spread very quickly. Obviously, the fire safety of the fairy tale world is indeed not well done, and Harry looked around and found nothing that could be used to put out the fire.

Use magic? Harry won’t.

“Roar—” The werewolf whose legs were controlled by the pitchfork stared at Harry and roared, but it didn’t make much movement. It seemed to know that if you ate the little meatball that was trying to save it in front of you, then you would It will also become a wolf meat barbecue.

There was a real smell of meat, mixed in the smoke. Harry touched the sweat on his forehead and continued to pull the pitchfork. Sirius was anxious. He saw that the wooden staircase had been on the verge of collapse, the beam above his head. It won’t last long. If you don’t leave, the fairy tale will become a ghost story.

‘Don’t save him! Harry! ’Sirius barked Harry’s cloak and tried to pull him out of here.

But Harry didn’t understand what the dog meant. He thought that Da Hei was here to help him. He encouraged him, “You did good Da Hei! You can come out with a pitchfork!” The fork is still completely motionless, and the hunters in Immortal Realm are as powerful as a cow, which is quite a fairy tale.

Sirius turned around in a hurry, his tail almost burnt, and finally, he noticed the wand that Harry had put in cloak’s pocket.

………

Hands stretched out from behind Harry and grabbed the pitchfork. Harry almost screamed because he didn’t hear any movement at all.

It was a man with a savage haircut, unshaven, wearing a normal black shirt, black trousers, and beautiful eyes that made him look like a down-and-out painter, not like a tramp.

“Uh… sir?” Before Harry could react, the pitchfork was pulled out by the man. Werewolf cried out, and took a deep look at Harry and the black clothed man. He did not attack and dragged his injured leg. Disappeared in the flames.

“Crack…crack…” The beam finally couldn’t hold it, and fell down with a roar. The black clothed man grabbed Harry and ran away, while waving the wand using’Bubble-Head Charm’, “Bubble-Head Charm”, “Bubble-Head Charm!” He yelled and put bubbles on himself and Harry to avoid inhaling too much smoke.

The lifted Harry didn’t need to run. There was something like a goldfish bowl on his head, which made him very strange, “Sir, are you a wizard?”

Harry’s question was not the right time. There shouldn’t be too many problems when running for his life. The man ignored him, “Suck!” Harry suddenly remembered something, “Sir! Quickly let me down! The big black is still inside!”

“That black dog, it has run out!” The man replied Harry. This was the first time Harry heard his voice. It was husky, but it was very reassuring.

The hotel collapsed shortly after Harry escaped. There were many people on the street, but few of them were holding buckets. Most of them had weird smiles on their faces. They seemed to be happy to see the excitement.

The bubble on Harry’s head disappeared, and the black clothed man who had just brought him out also disappeared. Da Hei ran out from a corner, still holding Harry’s wand in his mouth.

“Da Hei!” Harry took the wand, thinking that he accidentally dropped it and was picked up by Da Hei. “Wand is not cheap. If it is dropped, it will be troublesome!”

Dahei pulled Harry’s cloak and motioned him to look in one direction. Harry looked up and found that there were two harboring malicious intentions in the crowd looking at him. It was the village chief and the hunter who just appeared in the hotel corridor. They were the ones who set fire…

Harry stepped back, trying to get into the crowd, and suddenly, a hand was on his shoulder.

“Come with me,” it turned out to be Mrs. Angel who just lost the shop. She was expressionless. Losing the shop did not make her feel sad. Harry hesitated for a while, noticing that the village chief and the hunter also started to move. Temporarily keep up with Mrs. Angel’s pace.

“It’s all fake, it’s all fake…” Mrs. An Qi muttered, paralyzing herself, and walking past the hotel that was still on fire without even looking. The flames turned her face red, and she took it. He walked Harry through an alley and turned around. After ten minutes, he arrived at a dilapidated small wood house near the forest.

“This is the werewolf girl’s home,” An Qi paused for a second. “In the previous home, no one would approach here. You can stay here for a while and leave at dawn,” An Qi handed Harry a sheet Map, “moved towards the direction of the capital.”

Harry took the map from An Qi, “Mrs. An Qi, it was the village head and the hunter who set the fire…I saw…”

“I know,” An Qi ordered nodded, “I knew it a long time ago.”

“Mrs. Angel, I have a question… I know that werewolf will not eat human internal organs, let alone put the corpse in a conspicuous position,” Harry looked towards Angel, “So, the dead people in the village Was it really killed by werewolf?”

An Qi was silent for a while, and finally she said, “Some nobles are in high positions and enjoy high position and great wealth, but they are still not satisfied, longing for more, longing for a longer life…”

“They listened to the palace wizard’s words and thought that human internal organs have magic power, which can keep them young forever, so they spend a lot of money to buy the internal organs. Goods always need to be supplied, so where do the internal organs come from?” [ 19459002]

“The village chief, hunters…a group of lunatics…” An Qi lowered her head, “taking the people in this village as goods.”

“Oh, I almost forgot, and me, I am also a lunatic, watching the villagers and travelers get drunk, watching them walk out of the shop… and then watching them die under the fake werewolf’s butcher knife.” [ 19459002]

Harry felt that his three views had been subverted. He touched his arm, not knowing what to say.

“Little devil, the werewolf in Immortal Realm village are all rubbish and don’t bite.” An Qi walked back along the road when she came, kicking away the stones on the road, “only people have always bitten people.” 19459002]

Harry kept looking at An Qi until she disappeared into the night, very touching.

The fairy tale of magic circle is really something… Harry touched his head, thinking that he had just experienced an ordinary fairy tale,’these all are fake’, he encouraged himself and cheered up again. He opened the door of the wood house behind him.

Sirius silently followed behind him.

Unexpectedly, the wood house is relatively clean, and there is not that many dust as Harry imagined. Although simple, it is much better than the narrow closet densely covered with spiders.

Suitable for living, Harry secretly nodded.

There is very little furniture in the room. Three small wooden beds have already taken up most of the space. The rest of the space is barely squeezed by a sofa, a round broken wood dinning table, and three chairs. More corners are occupied by some paint, and a lot of painting tools are placed in the corners.

Harry used the lighting spell and wandered around the room while holding the wand, three wooden cups, three sets of tableware, and even three potted plants on the window, but the two pots were dry, and the rest A pot is still alive stubbornly.

Sirius jumped onto the only sofa in the room, stirring up fine dust, “ding-ding…” The empty wine bottle placed behind the sofa was knocked over, making a noisy sound.

A rolled up painting fell out of the gap in the sofa and fell to the ground.