harry potter book of crimes

There was not much light in the dim hall. Only a little brightness came in from outside the door, which somewhat dispelled some of the gloominess in the first half of the hall.

As for the steps deep in the hall, the darkness is still as dark as the starless and moonless night sky, quiet and deep.

At this moment, Ron is standing at the door, but his figure is still a little insignificant compared to the height of the door, but it is not enough to block the only light shining on the floor in front of him.

More.

But somehow, even though Ron knew that there should be a throne chair on the steps, he couldn't see it with the naked eye, and he didn't have a high degree of perception like Luna, Delphi and other companions... But just

As if intuitively, he knew that in the seemingly unknown shadow above, there was a figure sitting there, doing everything calmly and without any wavering.

Is this an illusion? It was because he had previously learned from the high-level living corpse named "Bing Leng" that the other party's master was in the palace, so he just mixed the other party's words with fear and uneasiness, so that he

Is it subconsciously converted into a kind of psychological pressure that does not exist in fact?

Is there actually no one in the shadows above?

No, it’s not! Those high-level living corpses—Dead Wind, Iron Arm, Devouring Twins, and the “master” respected by Bing Leng must be in the darkest and deepest darkness now, definitely!

Maybe, the other party is even looking at me calmly and indifferently!

"Death Wind...that damn guy actually let me in alone! Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

Thousands of "damn"s were tumbling in Ron's heart, but except for that first sentence, the rest were not actually cursing the living zombie Death Wind. In fact, he was just using a

The feeling of resentment is just repeating something that may soon become a fact.

Because Ron knew very well that even if the high-level living corpse Deathwind really died one day in the future, it would never be today. And he himself was afraid that he would not live long now.

Pressure! Huge pressure! The pressure Ron is feeling at this moment is definitely not fake, let alone his self-righteous illusion.

Because of this feeling, he, Ron Weasley, had just experienced it at the Burrow stronghold not long ago - it was the same time when he was noticed by the demon "Arrogance" and was instantly invaded and bewitched by his soul.

The pressure felt is very similar.

It's just that this time, even though the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of harming me yet, the invisible pressure is much stronger than when the "arrogance" attacked me!

This feeling was so terrible that Ron's already sore legs were almost unable to support his increasingly swaying body.

However, Ron did not expect that just a second before he seemed to be unable to hold on and fell to his knees, a voice actually rang out from that dark place.

"Human, you are afraid."

This voice is hoarse and deep, and the speaking speed is a bit slow, but it is neither fast nor slow and extremely stable.

What's more important is that the other person's words seemed to have magic power. The huge pressure that Ron could not bear before suddenly disappeared the moment the other person said these words, as if it had never existed.

Suddenly I felt relaxed and comfortable, and at the same time, balls of flames ignited from the braziers on the two support pillars closest to the door with two "puff" sounds, and continued along the aisle in the center of the hall.

It extended continuously into the depths.

Soon, the entire hall finally became slightly brighter under the illumination of these firelights.

However, when the several braziers at the deepest part of the hall were finally lit, and the orange light temporarily retreated the darkness that seemed to be locked in it like a tide, Ron's already panic-stricken expression suddenly changed.

For the sake of even more unbearable shock and inexplicable color.

"Evil...you are...a demon? The 'master' of the living corpse, also a demon?"

In today's Britain, it's not Voldemort, nor Grindelwald, nor even the despicable Herbo - that old guy, who seems to have been there for a long time.

Appeared. And if you want to ask who that object is, it is undoubtedly the "devil".

Even though almost none of Hermione, Harry, Delphi and others are easy to mess with now, and many of them have the power to shock the outside world, but when faced with those few demons who suddenly descended, they still

One is found to be more difficult to deal with than the other.

However, now, in Ron's sentence, the word "devil" is not actually the key point. The most prominent thing that made him subconsciously use the tone of his voice was just the word "also".

Yes, he never expected that the demon who had listened to the hostile curses of the living corpse and death wind would now appear in front of him so high and mighty as the other party's most respected master.

Doesn't that guy...not think that the guy above, who is sitting firmly on the throne, tall and strong, with a dark body, weird muscles and even sharp edges, is also a demon that he hates?

"Did...I made a mistake, or did he make a mistake?"

Because of this moment of astonishment, Ron even temporarily forgot about the fear in his heart. He just stared blankly at the figure on the throne and murmured to himself uncontrollably.

But this time, he didn't expect that his casual question to himself would actually be answered by the other party.

"Don't worry, you didn't make any mistake... Of course, they didn't either." Ron heard the other party say slowly but calmly, "You just looked at it from different angles."

Ron wasn't smart enough to understand the other person's words, so he just raised his head, and then looked back at the figure he didn't dare to look directly at just now with a bit of confusion.

It can be seen that since Ron first saw that figure clearly, the figure has been leaning lazily on the armrest of the throne with his chin propped up, slightly tilting his head and looking this way. Let's put it aside for now.

Looking at that terrifying figure and those bright but extremely dark eyes, Ron wasn't even sure whether the other person was looking at him, or just looking over his shoulder at the scene outside the door behind him.

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Therefore, Ron suddenly shut up again, not knowing what to say for a while.

But at this moment, it was the other party who took the initiative to speak——

"Weasley, someone asked me to prepare a 'gift' for you. Do you want to see it first?"