Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Ice popsicles frozen in boiled water will definitely not taste good, not to mention the big popsicles in front of you, which were frozen by rain!

However, it seems that the power to freeze this "popsicle" is extraordinary, and the rain that can freeze such a crystal clear "big popsicle" is naturally very strange.

Of course, for Ron at this moment, these are not very important, because he has no idea how this miraculous big popsicle was formed, and it is difficult to even imagine it.

So he was just astonished, and at the same time he couldn't help but groan softly for the "torture" he had suffered along the way.

The pain that Dead Wind's strange air current can cause to him is much more deadly than piercing his thighs with a dagger in idleness!

"It looks like you can't walk anymore, should I help you again?"

Just as Ron stood up forcibly, but shook his voice again, the dead wind on the side suddenly opened his mouth again.But what he said actually caused more cold sweat on Ron's forehead.

"Don't...Mr. Deadwind, if you come here a few more times, I might really die in your hands." As soon as the voice fell, Ron hurriedly waved his hand, and then moved to the ice behind the icy edge. Kuyi pointed out, "Let's go! The master who went to see you...I can do it myself."

After that, he saw that he really stepped away from his trembling legs, and hobbled forward.

But before he took a few steps, Ron felt his arms lifted up, and after that he felt as if he was lighter overall—he was caught by the dead wind.

"I only said to help you, and I didn't say that I took you to fly. Why are you nervous?"

Dead Wind curled his lips, and then he directly dragged Ron past his companion Bing Leng, and after walking a few more steps, he said loudly without looking back:

"I'll be back in a while."

"……it is good."

There was a response from the other party soon behind him, still so blunt, but this time without the initial ridicule, he became very serious.

This proves that no matter how much that guy likes to choke others, there is always only one master, and this will not change.

...

The City of London has been frozen, and only a few areas have been cleared of ice, used for the same, and only a few people... Oh no, it is the high-level living corpses and their mysterious master who are moving inside.

There are no ordinary living corpses in the city. Although there are still many, they are now frozen together in the ice.When Ron was supported by the dead wind somewhat rudely and rubbed across the flat ice wall of this ice cave tunnel, just behind the ice wall that had been rubbed off part of the frost, he vaguely saw a lot of living corpses with different poses. individual.

"Mr. Deadwind..."

Although he was supported, almost half of his weight was borne by the opponent, but Ron still walked out of breath.But even so, he couldn't help turning his head and looking at the other side as he had many thoughts in his mind.

"This London city... how could it be frozen like this? How much area is frozen?"

"Who else can it be besides the master?" When Dead Wind heard him ask, he was a little excited and said, "The whole city has been frozen by the master-at that time, a huge demon broke in. A majestic thunderstorm was going on. That guy was not only huge, but also powerful... Maybe the owner didn’t want it to cause damage in the city, so he froze it with that heavy rain and gave it all at once. Throw it out of the city..."

When talking about this, Dead Wind seemed very pleasant, but in fact, he was not in London at all at that time, but just happened to be sent to another place by his master.These contents, he only heard from his fellow comrades.

However, the master's prestige and deeds are even more important to a subordinate like him who is extremely respected, admired, and even fanatical, even more important than his own experience of single-handedly restraining demons, which is naturally more exciting.

It's a pity that the listener beside him at this time was not a "like-minded" object with him from the beginning.If they have to say anything, the relationship between them is still the enemy.

Right now Ron listened to what the other party had said, but he couldn't help but feel cold, his scalp was also numb--the powerful fighting ability of the devil, he now has a lot of very intuitive. understand.

Just like the "huge demon" mentioned by the other party, isn't it just a riot in the north of the Burrow stronghold not long ago. The combination of Blois, Safina, Delphi, and Harry just made the other party. Suffered some injuries, and finally heard that it was the big guy who chose to retreat to end the war?

But listen to the description of the guy next to him, the other party’s "master" actually drove the behemoth away with little effort and effort!

When he thought that he was going to meet next, it was such a "monster", Ron couldn't help but chill.

"...When you get to the palace for a while, you can see the huge gap formed when the master threw the guy out at that time! Although after leaving the city, we are not very sure whether the master followed it all the time. Where did it go, but there must have been more battles on the road... Oh, there is an exit ahead, look!"

Listening to the dead wind whispering in his ears, Ron was only left with chills.Now he only hoped that this guy might only exaggerate the facts because of his enthusiasm for his master.

But... the light of this "root" covering the entire London City, and even the Optimus icicles that plunged into the clouds, has made him unable to disbelieve what this high-level living dead wind says.

Thinking like this, suddenly Ron just felt that his eyes suddenly lit up—the exit had arrived.

"Royal Plaza...White...Kingham Palace?"

Although the entire palace has been enclosed in the ice, only an ice cave tunnel similar to the previous one leads directly to the palace's main entrance.But on the square in front of him and the roads just passed, Ron can still accurately judge from his memory based on the approximate position alone. There must be the British Muggle or the British wizard in front of him. Buckingham Palace is wrong.

"Your master... will really pick a place!" Ron sighed and couldn't help saying so.

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