harry potter book of crimes

"Roar--"

Norbert dived down and exhaled another mouthful of dragon breath, instantly swallowing up a large number of living corpses on the ground. When the flames gradually extinguished, a piece of scorched earth filled with sparks suddenly appeared on the crowded hillside.

However, there were so many living zombies that gathered that the empty space was filled again in the blink of an eye. Although ordinary living zombies are not very powerful in combat, it would be difficult to fight back when a flying fire dragon attacks from the air.

.But when the number increases, it is really amazing.

Of course, what is most concerning at the moment is, after all, the pitch-black fog that the living zombies are rushing to plunge into. Not long after, Charlie noticed that as the groups of living corpses came from all directions, they used their bodies to fill the fog.

The "bottomless pit", the darkness gradually became deeper and deeper.

While Charlie was trying to reduce as much as possible... or rather slow down the influx of living corpses into the fog, he couldn't help but feel secretly uneasy - facing the unpredictable subsequent changes, he felt even more uneasy.

However, the choice to eliminate the living corpses here is definitely not wrong. After all, at the very least, it can buy more preparation time for the camp behind them.

No matter what happens next, it is always necessary to strengthen defenses and prepare retreats.

Unfortunately, as time passed by, Charlie dared to take risks, but Norberta under him began to become more and more unhappy.

With her naturally powerful perception, she could actually feel the terrifying aura emanating from the pitch-black material, and it was obviously clearer than before.

Soon, when Charlie once again hoped that Norberta would swoop down and breathe dragon's breath at the living corpses... she suddenly seemed to have noticed something, shook her head violently, and no longer cared about the voice calling her on her back.

Charlie suddenly turned around and flew back.

Since Norbert was flying at almost all his strength, for a moment, Charlie felt like the wind was roaring violently in his ears. The oncoming airflow was so strong that he had to hold Norbert's neck.

His whole body was pressed against her back.

Unable to look back, and with his ears filled with the sound of surging air, Charlie didn't know anything at all, and could only let Norberta take him away from the high ground quickly.

"boom!"

After a sudden jolt, he realized that Norbert had finally landed.

"Where did you bring me?"

As he spoke, Charlie stood up in a hurry, looked around, and found that in just over ten seconds, Norbert had already led him to the valley behind the camp.

And it was at this moment that an extremely ominous feeling suddenly surged from the direction they left. Even if Charlie did not have the ability to sense the flow of magic, he could still feel it.

"what is that?"

He obviously wanted to stay there to see clearly the subsequent changes, but who knew that at the most critical moment, he was still forcibly taken away by Norbert.

However, no matter what happens over there, the current situation is obviously getting worse and worse.

"Let's go! Let's go to the camp quickly!"

Charlie paused for a moment, then patted Norberta's neck in front of him, signaling her to take off again. However, Norberta shook her head hard - even though she couldn't speak, what she wanted to express at the moment was

It couldn't be clearer.

"Roar!"

"You...oh!"

Charlie sighed, thought for a while, and finally turned over and got down to the ground, then patted Norberta's body and said:

"You go back to Weymouth first! Weymouth, do you know where I am talking about? Take the letter and go over there to my brother Percy and show him the letter."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and wrote a few words. Then he waved his wand, turning it into a long rope and tying it to Norberta's ankle.

"Woo——"

Norberta shook her head, lowered her head and glanced at Charlie one more time, then turned around and took a few steps to take off, flying high into the sky towards the south.

Charlie watched her departing figure gradually getting farther and smaller in the air. After confirming that she was indeed flying in the direction of Weymouth, he took out a handful that had been almost useless since he could drive Norbert.

He passed the broom and flew towards the camp on the top of the hillside.

Obviously, when Norberta has lost his fighting spirit, it is more reliable to ride a broomstick by himself.

After all, the flying speed of a broom is not much slower than that of a Norwegian Ridgeback, and the rider can control its direction. As for Charlie... he was the captain of the Gryffindor House team back then, and also led the team to win the Quidditch Cup.

, at that time everyone thought that he would join the British team to compete for the World Cup after graduation!

"Mr. Weasley? How come... hurry up... come in first, all protective spells will be activated!"

Everyone looked a little confused when they saw Charlie riding a broom from outside the camp wall. However, now was obviously not the time to ask.

"OK!"

Charlie nodded, then slammed down the broom handle and rushed straight to the ground. When he was about to hit the ground, he turned around, turned over steadily and got off the broom and landed on the ground.

"What's going on in the north?" As soon as he came up, he immediately asked the wizards around him, "Norbert took me away from there just now, and I didn't see anything that happened after that... It's just that the ominous feeling before

Feeling, you should all feel it too, right?"

"Yes!" A middle-aged witch in charge of internal affairs nodded and said, "I don't know what the situation is. All in all...it's terrible."

While talking, the wizards responsible for supporting the protective spell barrier had all raised their wands, chanted the spell, and cast out a series of silver threads that seemed to be broken from the tip of the wand, and worked together to create a huge hat in the sky.

translucent shield.

When Charlie saw this, he wanted to help too, but after hesitating, he hurried over to old Aslan who was still standing in the center of the camp.

"Old Sir, just now——"

"Yes, I have already felt it," the old wizard nodded. "It is an unprecedented power... I think, no matter what it is, it is very likely that our defense capabilities will not be able to withstand it.

"

"Well," Charlie agreed, "and Norberta also sensed the danger and almost completely lost his fighting spirit. After thinking about it, I decided to let him go back to Weymouth to inform my brother Percy."

"Even fire dragons are like this?" Old Aslan frowned even more when he heard this, "We'll see what happens later! If it really doesn't work, we have to give up here...ah!"

As he was speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and let out a low breath.