Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the Taotao department store, the man has stood up.

He did not move or even opened his eyes.But a step away in front of him, a hazy phantom was silently appearing.

It was like a shadow, an upright, gray-black shadow with outlines and images.If someone has ever seen Helbo's real body, he would probably be able to see it, and that is the truest appearance of Helbo.

A bald head without a trace of hair, well-proportioned and strong muscles, a straight nose bridge... There is no doubt that this is a typical ancient Greek man-at least when he was young.

That is Helbo's soul, strong and solid, just like substance.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the shadow knelt down suddenly and slammed his fist on the ground.

"Bang! Bang!"

It was another one or two times, and it landed firmly on the floor of the store, with an aura of breaking the floor completely.

Finally, I don't know how many times he hit, suddenly there was a dull cracking sound from nowhere.The shadow slowly stood up again, his hands calmly dropped back to his sides.

However, the floor was actually intact, and it seemed that even a crack did not appear.

But at this moment, the figure behind the shadow suddenly moved!

I saw him walking forward with no expression on his face, passing through the shadow, and reintegrating it into his body.

Immediately, Haierbo raised his right hand, and a fiery flame condensed in his palm without warning.

"Nice magic, yes... it's really good," he said softly while looking at the flames, "Unfortunately, no matter how complex defenses are, there are always holes that can be cracked... Since you don't like it. My first gift, then this second, should I accept it?"

Before he finished his words, Haierbo decisively urged the flames to pour down from his palms, tumbling and streaming to the floor.

Perhaps the flames instinctively found an invisible entrance, but saw that they all rushed to the location where they had been repeatedly hit just now, and the surrounding temperature also rose rapidly for a while. .

After a long time, Haierbo slowly grasped the source of the flame and let it go out again in his palm.

"Huh... is it on the sixth floor? So, McLean, get ready to pick me up..."

I don't know what he sensed. The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the place where the flames had penetrated.

First with one foot and then the other, he began to sink gradually...from the legs to the waist to the chest, and finally the entire head disappeared into the ground.

...

St. Mungo Underground Corridor.

Because the torrent of flames was still rushing, Hermione and the others had difficulty walking-whether they opened their eyes or not, they could only see a bright flame, and nothing else.

Therefore, they had to touch the wall one by one and walk forward one by one, so as not to keep everyone apart while it was still difficult to see.

"Although this flame is not at all warm, it still makes people feel uncomfortable to walk inside... Hermione, Sirius, can't we just wait for a while at the top of the stairs?"

It was Ron who was talking, he was dragged by Harry when Hermione and the others passed by in the hall.

Of course, Neville and Professor Sinista came down with them. One of them is the first witness and the other is the professor. There is no reason not to come.

Hearing Ron's complaint, Hermione said suddenly:

"Are you going to wait for the flame to stop by itself? Don't be silly, it will be too late by then!"

She had just finished saying this, and suddenly she noticed that the speed of the surrounding flame waves slowed down.It seems...the flames that appeared from nowhere have already had the momentum to stop increasing.

They didn't stop their steps, they were still walking deeper along the corridor, trying to find the culprit who released this sea of ​​fire as soon as possible.

"Wait! Stop it!"

It was Sirius who spoke this time.

Obviously, his words would not be as insignificant as Ron. As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped moving forward.

Then, they cast doubtful eyes on Sirius one after another.

Sirius didn't look at everyone, but he clearly felt the gazes of other people, so he immediately lifted it and gestured to the ceiling.

"Retreat too close and prepare for battle!"

Following Sirius and looking upwards, everyone soon discovered that in the shadow of the ceiling, there was actually a pair of feet sinking silently.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for the sophisticated and careful observation of Sirius, even Hermione's keenness could not have noticed the extra feet on top of her head.

As soon as I saw this, it was obvious that someone was coming down. The few people present, including Sirius, all stepped back some distance in unison.

Hermione was standing relatively forward, and Harry was beside her.At this moment, Hermione glanced at Harry subconsciously, wanting to see what his face was now.

But she did not expect that Harry happened to turn his face at this moment, causing the two to look at each other.

"Hermione...you said, could it be Helbo?"

"...Uh, I don't know."

Harry was more natural than Hermione's cautious answer.When listening to Hermione say "don't know", he had put his hand on the brim of his hat, and his right hand drew his wand sharply and decisively.

It seems that this has become his most useful preparatory action when he is about to fight.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Harry, Hermione did not dare to relax easily.However, she also followed to take out the magic wand, and turned her attention to the ceiling for the time being-at this time the figure above had already settled near her waist!

To be honest, it is undoubtedly an excellent choice to attack first before the opponent has fully shown up.But almost everyone hesitated and waited without saying a word, everyone holding their wand firmly.

Is that Helbo?Yes or no?

All kinds of rumors and realities have caused tremendous pressure on everyone, and made the muscles and joints of the whole body seem to become stagnant.

"Wow!"

The brilliance of the three spells passed through the air one after another, and suddenly shot in the direction of those legs. It was Sirius, Harry and Neville who started their hands.

Hermione followed closely behind, and her curse became the fourth light to illuminate the shadow.

However, four consecutive spells penetrated through the half-drawn figure, and eventually hit the ceiling, splashing a large amount of light particles and dust debris.

The figure is still sinking, seemingly unaffected by it.

"Retreat! Retreat again! No... leave here! Organize everyone to the sixth floor!"

Sirius started to drive people.

No way, the curse they cast seems to be impossible to fight at all, how can they fight it?

It's a pity that even if he shouted quickly, it seemed that he was still a little late.Before he even finished speaking, everyone saw that the figure suddenly broke away from the ceiling and "squeezed" from the top abruptly.

"...All go...all go! I'll stay!" Harry took off the sorting cap, fixed his eyes on the figure falling down the corridor, gritted his teeth, "this time, it's not always Take the sword to put out the fire, right?"

When Hermione and the others saw this, they also knew that it would be bad if they stayed.Everyone shouted "Harry be careful", and then Ginny, who refused to leave, turned around and ran wildly.

Nothing else, just because they have already seen the eyes that seemed to hide endless cruelty.

Those eyes opened slowly.

That's Helbo!Definitely Helbo himself!There can be nothing wrong.

...

"Ok?"

Hearbo, who had just arrived in the underground corridor of St. Mungo, first glanced at the boy in front of him, then passed Harry and looked behind him.

It can be seen that there are still many tumbling flames in this corridor, at least licking everything around at knee height.

However, no matter how hot the flames are, the group of wizards and wizards can move freely in the flames.

This made Haier Bodang even frowned.

Of course, although this is a little doubtful to him, it does not surprise him-there are many ways to avoid being burned by flames, and even the kind of flame he casts is definitely not something that cannot be resisted. .

What's more, when I think that Maca seems to have appeared in this hospital, many things will not seem so strange.

At least Helbo knew that most of these flames would not create too much problem for the young man.

"Why, do you... plan to stop me alone?"

Returning his gaze to Harry, Helbo asked calmly.

Although his vision hides a little cruelty, his tone is still gentle and soft.

In fact, even if it was the cruelty in his eyes, it just became a little impatient because of repeated attempts to enter here.

However, the opposite Harry didn't respond a word, he just put his right hand in the hood of the sorting hat and stood motionless.

Ha used his fingertips to gently slid over the hard object in the hood, and the cold touch penetrated into his heart through his fingers, making his heart seem to be beating more intensely.

He suddenly shook his fingers, moved a little away from the hilt, and then his entire palm was silently held around him.

He knew that he couldn't keep his consciousness for a long time, so he had better grasp the time of holding the sword accurately.After all, during this period, probably everyone hasn't been able to evacuate all from Saint Mungo.

At this moment, his previous worries disappeared in his head, and there was only a bland thought left at all.

Harry Potter-hold on!

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