Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Hermione's reaction was quick, and Harry and Dudley were a bit slower, especially Dudley, the chubby little boy seemed to be petrified, and didn't move at all.

The future savior classmate swallowed his saliva, feeling that something was wrong, he ran away, but Dudley still didn't move.

Charles who turned his head saw this scene.

"Dursley! What are you in a daze for? Do you want to die!"

he growled.

Probably because he was beaten up by Dudley too much, Harry started very fast, and ran more than two meters away in one stride, only to hear Charles' roar.

The savior classmate turned his head and saw Dudley who was petrified.

"Dudley!"

"Dudley!!"

Harry yelled twice, but Dudley still didn't respond. The future savior was indeed loyal enough. Harry paused, gritted his teeth, and turned back, wanting to drag Dudley and run together.

It didn't move.

But this seemed to have finally awakened the timid little chubby.

"Ah! Ah! Monster! There are monsters!!"

"What a big monster! Ahhhh!"

Dudley let out a shrill scream like a little girl, and even jumped up from the spot in a very exaggerated high, and then disappeared with a whoosh, leaving Harry standing there with a suspicious face on his face.

. . If Dudley had been able to keep up this pace, Harry would have been beaten at least twice as often.

"Moo!"

The Cyclops roared like a demonstration.

"I hate things that have no IQ."

With thoughts in mind, Charles pulled Hermione to the front, followed by Dudley and Harry, and the giant fell far behind.

I don't know why this giant went crazy, this thing should not be so bloodthirsty, maybe it was too angry to get up.

Speed ​​is not the Cyclops' advantage, but compared to the four little radish heads of Shire, the ratio of its eight-meter-high body to its legs is enough for it to achieve the effect of relentless pursuit as soon as it takes a step.

The distance between the two is constantly shortening.

"Boom!"

"Be careful and dodge!"

Hearing the movement behind, Charles knew that the Cyclops was about to launch an attack. Sure enough, he saw it grab it with one hand, and a thin and thin tree suffered.

It was snapped off abruptly, and the leaves on its torso were pulled clean by the Cyclops' big hand. Then it aimed at the four little guys in front, and swung it hard.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

The trunk of the tree, like the spear of the goddess of victory, was nailed to the ground with a rattling remnant of leaves.

Fortunately, Charles reminded him in time, and the Cyclops' movements were not very sensitive. The four of them had noticed its movements long ago, and avoided them by rolling and crawling, causing the tree trunk to smash into the air.

Amidst the dust, Charles put on the hanging ring and slowly raised his hand.

He was so familiar with the environment here that even with his eyes closed, he could clearly distinguish the depressions and rocks on the top, bottom, left, and right sides. He led Hermione stumbling all the way, but his speed was faster than everyone else.

But draw circles. .

"Stab! Stab!"

The golden arc of light flashed a few times not far away, and then disappeared quickly.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

Hermione was tossed by the dust, weeds and gravel thrown up by the javelin on the tree trunk. She spat out the dirt and saw the scene where the light arc disappeared.

The familiar sight immediately gave the little girl a bad feeling.

"This is your plan?!"

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Please, have some confidence in me."

Of course Charles knew what Hermione meant, but he couldn't help it, he was really not familiar with this magic! You don't need to be so troublesome when playing games, even if you are reciting a spell, it's just reciting!

If it's apparition, it might be okay if it's disintegrated or something. According to Harry Potter's setting, the wizard's power exists in the blood, and the wand is only for guidance.

Even if he has never learned magic, with the game and the common spells here, and with a wand in his hand, Charles dares to try it. Of course, the risk is not small, and the blasting ghost Seamus is a chestnut.

The original wizards actually didn’t need a wand. In other words, little wizards didn’t actually need a wand to use magic, but what they could use depended entirely on talent. up.

Without the guidance of the magic wand, most of the random attempts would only cause explosions, and they would all explode themselves, which is why Charles did not dare to use it indiscriminately.

But in any case, Harry Potter's own magic system is the most compatible with the little wizards, and it will not be as stumbling as it is now.

It is already very good that Goldfinger can give Sharkarma Taj teleportation such a high level, and it is magic from other systems. Others have no place to learn it if they want to learn it. No one can help him with the proficiency problem.

But don't say that Hermione has no confidence in him, Charles himself has no confidence in himself,

The little girl rolled her eyes inwardly, her expression looked desperate.

"No, let's run west!"

Charles changed direction.

It is also expected that the portal cannot be opened. Retreating to the west is the backup plan. There is a cliff to the west. The distance in front of the cliff is a large open space. It was easy for Ciel to concentrate.

"Help! Help! Someone help me!"

Dudley's piercing screams still rang out from behind, drowning out the rumble of the Cyclops' footsteps.

If you were at the edge of this fantasy forest, you might not be able to hear the momentum caused by the Cyclops, but you could hear Dudley's penetrating voice.

But screaming so hard meant he was fine and had nothing to worry about.

So no matter how miserably Dudley, who was left behind, called out Petunia and Vernon's names for two rounds, Shire still turned a deaf ear and concentrated on it.

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!"

Escaping in the forest is not a good choice. The dense forest can hinder the footsteps of the Cyclops, but this hinders the four little radish heads of Shire even more. Not everyone can be like Shire, as if turning into a Robin Hood in the forest. Pit across the tree is nothing to worry about.

Harry and his party consisted of four people, except for Shire, Dudley was a fat man, Hermione was a little girl, Harry was malnourished, most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, they were actually not suitable for such a complex terrain like the forest.

At first, Dudley was stimulated by the huge size of the Cyclops, and he ran faster than a rabbit, but after all, he had a body that surpassed the standard for his peers. After running for a while, he began to pant, and his speed also slowed down. The sprint consumes too much energy and has fallen to the end.

The situation of Harry and Hermione is also not good. Fortunately, Harry has the experience of often tug-of-war with Dudley, and the future savior classmate is also determined in heart, and can still grit his teeth. .

Well, it's Dudley's hard work.

"Mom! I want Mom!"

The shrill screams continued.

"Boom! Boom!"

Oh, and the trunks of big trees thrown by Cyclops like javelins from time to time. Trees can be seen everywhere in the forest. This is simply the natural weapon arsenal of Cyclops.

"Hold on, we'll be there soon!"

Dragging Hermione to jump over a fallen dead tree blocking the way, seeing the formation become swaying, Charles had to encourage him.

"Plop! Plop!"

Then he heard two muffled bangs.

Charles sighed.

Too many archives are too boring. He even learned the skills of listening to the sound, distinguishing the position, and distinguishing the action, not through the lost witch hunter handbook, but an existing witch hunter. This old guy is very good at it.

But, even with his eyes closed, he could guess that it was Dudley and Harry who fell down with the two idiots. Just like the hero and heroine insisted on wasting time with ink at the critical moment, at the critical moment, they must also There was a fall.

The two stumbled on the dead tree trunk blocking the road. Dudley was too fat to jump over, and Harry was too thin to keep up with his strength and stamina.

"You guys better hurry up, that monster is a real eater, this time it's not lying to you!"

Charles rolled his eyes.

The first-generation Cyclops has a very clear Titan bloodline, and the second-generation Cyclops, that is, the big guy behind him, is at the level of the Son of God, and still has a trace of Titan bloodline.

As a mixed race, the second-generation Cyclops are more aggressive than the first generation, because they are less intelligent, and they are not against cannibalism. Charles did not lie to them.

Dudley was already terrified by the big monster behind him, but when he heard what Charles said, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, and he couldn't get up from the ground after crawling several times.

"Help, save me!"

he howled.

Charles didn't want to stop and wait for these two idiots. The Cyclops was still some distance away from them. It would probably take more than ten seconds to catch up, which was enough time for them to get up and continue running for their lives.

"Don't look stupid!"

But Hermione obviously didn't think so, the little girl stared at Charles who was gloating with disapproval, and dragged him back to save others.

The kind-hearted little girl obviously couldn't just sit back and watch her classmates fall into danger, just like she broke into the underground storage room recklessly before.

In desperation, Charles could only choose to help Dudley, a bigger fat man.

"Hurry up, you idiot."

Ciel was obviously impatient, he grabbed Dudley with one hand and tried to pull him up, but he almost knocked himself down instead.

"Damn it, you're heavy."

"Thank you! Thank you! Charles, you are such a good man!"

The little fat man cried with snot and tears, and when he saw Charles turn around to help him, he cried decisively.

Charles wanted to get rid of Dudley with some disgust, but in the end he resisted the idea, they didn't have much time to waste here. . Besides, why is Dudley so heavy?

With a glance, Charles immediately saw Dudley's two bulging trouser pockets, where the big bag full of coins was still stuffed.

"For Merlin's sake!"

After tossing all day and adding midnight, Charles was almost at his limit, so he resolutely took out a small fruit knife from the interspatial bag, and with a nimble turn of the blade, he cut two holes on Dudley's trouser pocket. The mouth.

"Wow!"

The full coins poured down immediately, even forming a small short-term waterfall.

"Blood... blood!!"

But at this moment, Dudley screamed again, more sharply than ever.