harry potter book of crimes

Popsicles frozen in boiled water will definitely not taste as good, not to mention that the big popsicle in front of you is made of rainwater!

However, just as the power to freeze this "popsicle" is extraordinary, the rainwater that can freeze such a crystal clear "big popsicle" is naturally also very strange.

Of course, for Ron at this moment, none of this is actually very important, because he has no idea how this huge popsicle, which is so big that it can be called a miracle, was formed, and it is difficult to even imagine it.

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

The pain that Death Wind's strange air current can cause to him is much more severe than stabbing his thigh with a dagger while he's idle!

"It seems like you can't walk anymore, how about I help you again?"

Just as Ron stood up with force, but swayed and said "ouch", Death Wind suddenly spoke again. But his words really made Ron's forehead appear.

More cold sweats.

"Don't...Mr. Deathwind, if you do it a few more times, I might really die in your hands." As soon as he finished speaking, Ron waved his hand quickly, and then moved towards the ice behind the ice edge in front of him.

Kuyi pointed and said, "Let's go! Go see your master... I can do it myself."

After saying that, I saw that he really took off his legs that were still trembling slightly and walked forward unsteadily.

But before he took a few steps, Ron felt his arm being picked up by someone, and then he felt that his whole body seemed to be much lighter - he was held by Death Wind's hand.

"I only said I would help you, but I didn't say I would fly with you. Why are you so nervous?"

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

"I'll be back in a moment."

"……good."

The other party's response soon came from behind. It was still so stiff, but this time it lost the sarcasm at the beginning and became very serious.

This proves that no matter how much that guy likes to choke others, there is always only one master for everyone, and this will never change.

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The city of London has been frozen, and only a few areas have been cleared of ice, which are used by only a handful of people... Oh no, it's high-level zombies and their mysterious masters who are active inside.

There are no ordinary living corpses in the city anymore. Although there used to be a lot of them, they have all been frozen in the ice now. Ron was helped by Death Wind somewhat roughly as he walked through the ice cave passage.

While leveling the ice wall, behind the ice wall where part of the frost had been rubbed off, I could vaguely see many living corpses with different postures.

"Mr. Deathwind..."

Although he was being supported and almost half of his weight was borne by the other person, Ron was still a little breathless after walking. But even so, when many thoughts emerged in his mind, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the other person.

road:

"How could the city of London... be frozen like this? How large of an area is frozen?"

"Other than the master, who else could it be?" Deathwind suddenly became excited when he heard his question, "The whole city has been frozen by the master - at that time, a huge demon broke in. At that time,

There was a majestic thunderstorm. That guy was not only huge, but also extremely powerful... Maybe the owner didn't want it to cause damage in the city, so he took advantage of the heavy rain to freeze it, and then froze it all at once.

Thrown out of the city..."

When talking about these, Death Wind seemed very happy, but in fact, he was not in London at all at that time, but was sent to work elsewhere by his master. He only learned these contents from his companions of the same race.

Just what I heard from my mouth.

However, the master's majestic deeds are even more important to a subordinate like him who respects, worships, and even is fanatical than his own glorious experience of containing the devil alone, and it is naturally more exciting to talk about it.

It's a pity that the audience next to him at this time has never been a "like-minded" person with him in this regard from the beginning. If anything, the relationship between them is actually enemies.

Now that Ron was listening to what the other party said, he couldn't help feeling cold in his heart, and his scalp was numb in waves - he now had many very intuitive insights into the demon's powerful fighting ability.

understand.

Just like the "huge demon" mentioned by the opponent just now, it was not the one that had just caused trouble in the north of the Burrow stronghold not long ago. Blois, Safina, Delphi and Harry worked together to make the opponent

He suffered some injuries, but in the end I heard that he was still the big guy who ended the war by choosing to retreat?

But listening to the story of the guy next to me, the other party's "master" actually drove away the behemoth with almost no effort on his own!

Ron couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine when he thought about what he was going to see next, such a "monster".

"... When you get to the palace, you can see the huge gap created when the master threw that guy out! Although after leaving the city, we were not sure exactly what the master was chasing after it.

Where are we, but there must have been more battles on the way... Oh, there is the exit ahead, look!"

Listening to the endless chatter of Death Wind in his ears, Ron felt only chills in his heart. Now he only hoped that this guy might describe the facts more clearly just because of his fanaticism for his master.

It's just a bit exaggerated.

But... just the "root" that now enveloped the entire city of London and even penetrated into the clouds made it impossible for him not to believe everything that the high-level zombie Deathwind said.

Just as he was thinking this, Ron suddenly felt his eyes suddenly light up - the exit had indeed arrived.

"Royal Plaza...Bai...Jinhan Palace?"

Although the entire palace has been sealed in ice, there is only an ice cave passage similar to the one before that leads directly to the main entrance of the palace. But based on the general view of the square in front of us and the roads we just passed,

Ron could still accurately judge the direction from his memory. The one ahead must be Buckingham Palace, which neither British Muggles nor British wizards could mistake.

"Your master... really knows how to choose a place!" Ron sighed and couldn't help but say this.