harry potter book of crimes

What kind of experience would it be like to be hunted down by one's acquaintances, or even one's own relatives? Norman didn't know how others would react. He only knew that he felt terrible now!

Although my brother's wife is usually very sarcastic, the two of them are related after all, so they haven't had much unpleasantness. If they don't like each other, just stay away from each other, and there is no way they will become hostile to each other.

situation.

But now, he is being hunted by his sister-in-law!

"...Oh, no...that can't be considered Elena anymore."

Norman muttered secretly, while gritting his teeth and running forward with all his strength. He held the suitcase in one hand, and waved the wand in the other hand, and the spell he used was no longer the same as before.

Some kind of lethal obstacle spell or something.

"Shattered to pieces!"

After knocking down a living corpse that sprang out from the corner in front, he rushed past the opponent without stopping and rushed over at full speed.

The only thing he was glad about now was that although these living dead were indeed not weak, especially their resistance to curses was comparable to that of hybrid giants, they were not as powerful as he had imagined.

For him, apart from being difficult to kill, there doesn't seem to be any other threat to him. At least, he can still run away.

However, as an adult, Norman may have been able to reluctantly accept all this, because this was actually a scene that he could have predicted when he agreed to his old father's instructions.

But in the heart of the little owner of the pair of eyes between the gaps in the suitcase, there was more shock, astonishment... and fear.

"Mother... mother... mother!"

"Quiet!"

After all, I was still a little reluctant to attack my acquaintance Norman, so I kept the living corpse until now. If I could knock down the opponent a few more times, the opponent would probably not be able to pursue her as closely as now.

He was behind him, so his nephew wouldn't keep shouting.

Right now, if the lock on his suitcase hadn't been locked and the suitcase couldn't be opened from the inside, the kid would have probably gotten out of it!

"Silent and silent."

In desperation, Norman could only use a magic spell to silence the child's shouting. Because if he was allowed to continue shouting, Helpo would have to be summoned too!

The current situation is already dangerous enough.

However, just when Norman cast the spell on his nephew and felt that he was finally quieter, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind him and flew towards his back at an extremely fast speed.

At that moment, he just caught a glimpse of a shadow in the corner of his eye, and before he even had time to react, he felt that his soul was suddenly shocked.

As a direct member of the Werther family, even if he has never been favored by his father in the past, he can still learn the family inheritance that should be learned. As for how much he ultimately learns, it can only depend on his talent.

Although Norman's magic talent is not high, he still has the foundation of soul magic. At this moment when he was hit by that shadow, he realized immediately that he was actually attacked by the magic that his Werther family is best at!

"who?"

He staggered, but did not stop running. He just turned the wand upside down and pressed the tip of the wand against his chest. If he was not stable enough, his soul would be washed out of his body!

"Who exactly...is it?"

The huge doubts in his heart and some bad guesses forced Norman to turn his head while staggering. Suddenly, an extremely familiar figure was deeply imprinted on his retina.

That was his second brother, the son that his old father was most optimistic about and had almost determined to be the successor to the family head. At the same time, besides his father, he was also the one with the strongest magical talent in the family.

Yes, although this brother has a strong and even violent personality, he is actually very similar to his father when he was young. If you put aside the minor problems with his personality, he is at least persistent enough for the family. He is the sole heir of the family. Norman

Neither I nor my eldest brother have much objection.

But now

"In other words... if the deceased has enough magic talent, can he still use magic spells after becoming a living corpse?" Norman gritted his teeth and secretly wondered in his heart, "But if this is the case... like the second brother.

Is it possible that a living corpse that retains the ability to cast spells still retains some scattered memories of its life?"

When he thought of this, he suddenly turned around again and said to his brother who was still behind "Elena":

"Joe! Can you recognize it? It's me, Norman! Your brother"

It's a pity that the expectation he had was just a fantasy. With Haierbo's foresight, how could it be possible to leave such a very basic loophole?

The fact is that Norman didn't even have a chance to finish his words before he was choked back by another soul magic.

When the black shadow was coming towards him, he could only use his best to wave his staff to resist, and throw out any resistance spells he could cast.

Two magic spells of the same nature collided in this alleyway, causing him and "Elena" who followed closely behind to fly upside down.

"Roar"

Norman struggled to stand up on the ground, and in the next second he quickly picked up the suitcase that fell aside, then turned around and ran away.

Because he had dealt with it with all his strength just now, he did not suffer any damage this time. On the contrary, the collision of the magic spell also put some distance between him and "Elena".

"Close left and right!"

He cast a counter-curse of the Dividing Curse in the alleyway at the back. With his ability, he could only move a small section of the wall closer to the middle. But as long as the advance was included, he could still block the pursuers behind him.

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Taking advantage of this opportunity, he hurriedly turned to a fork in the road, and then continued running in the original direction.

Leave London!

In the past, the old father had sent people to investigate in secret. As long as they could escape from the foggy area, there should be McClain's people patrolling outside.

And by then, maybe you can find refuge.

"I hope father..."

As soon as this idea came out of his head, he shook his head vigorously and decided not to think about it! Isn’t it often said that the more you hope something won’t happen, the more likely it is that it will happen?

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So, it's better not to think too much.

Hearing the rumble of explosions coming from the other side of the corner behind him, he knew that his little trick would not be able to stop him for long. Not to mention, there were obviously more in front of him.

The enemy is coming this way!

"boom!"

Another stun spell was used to fend off an oncoming ordinary living corpse. He bent down and ducked under the opponent's arm.

"Hurry up... faster!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, he felt a strong attack from behind, knocking him away.