harry potter book of crimes

"Gift?"

Ron didn't understand that a demon actually said he wanted to give him a "gift". This might be even more bizarre than hearing a living corpse speaking English along the way, London turning into a popsicle, etc.

However, now that the scary guy on the throne can communicate normally, Ron no longer dares to think that the other person is just talking nonsense.

So... what exactly is the so-called "gift" that the owner of the living corpse wants to give him? Is it traceless bewitchment and control? Or is it endless torture and torture?

Ron felt shuddering when he thought of this.

And just when he was secretly frightened in his heart but still trying to remain calm on the outside, he heard the demon on the throne speak again -

"Don't worry, a gift is a gift - I don't know what you were thinking about just now, but I know it's definitely not what you imagined."

The demon sitting firmly on the high steps deep in the hall still has a lazy posture, and there is not much emotional color in the hoarse and heavy voice. It just seems to be talking to him with an indifferent attitude.

The state of mind is as simple as stating a fact, calm but indifferent.

However, even with such a plain expression and posture, it still seems to contain a gentle but powerful aura. But perhaps because the other party had already taken the initiative to restrain this aura just now, now it is a little more powerful.

The deep essence that is hidden but not revealed.

At that moment, Ron didn't speak, or he probably didn't know what to say - the strength of the other party was obvious, and even if the power of oppression was restrained, the fact of strength would not change at all.

In this situation, Ron felt that everything he said was meaningless.

However, seeing Ron subconsciously remain silent, the tall demon leaning on the armrest of the throne actually seemed to take the trouble to explain to him:

"According to you humans, shouldn't a 'gift' be something that is given to express the giver's blessings, intentions and friendship to the recipient? I think that boy Deathwind decided to bring you here

When you first met me, I already expressed my kindness to you, right?"

Having said this, it slightly raised its non-existent eyebrows, and then said coldly for the first time:

"If that kid forgot to mention it, then——"

"Master, it's unfair! I, I told him! I really said it!"

Before the demon on the throne finished speaking, Ron only heard a few footsteps behind him, and then he saw the high-level living corpse Deathwind who had led him all the way running in with his hands and feet.

While shouting loudly, he simply crawled to the floor.

When Ron saw it, he was stunned at first, but then even he didn't expect that he actually looked up at the devil and said:

"He said it, you don't have to blame him...it was me, I just misunderstood."

Logically speaking, for these living corpses, demons, and the like, even if Ron has good intentions, he should not attack them at all. You know, how many people have lost their lives to them so far.

He's got it!

Regardless of whether they are so-called "natural enemies" or not, at least, it is not an exaggeration to say they have a blood feud.

However, even Ron himself didn't know what he was thinking just now. He actually took the initiative to try to save this high-level living corpse called "Death Wind" in front of the "master" above.

He himself is still in danger!

"What am I thinking?"

So as soon as he finished speaking, Ron regretted it.

But he didn't expect that when he said this, he would get a slight nod from the person on the throne.

"Really? Since that's the case, let's forget it!" The demon said calmly, but his eyes never fell on his subordinates once. He just continued to look at Ron and waved his hands casually,

"But...did I ask you to come in? Get out!"

When it said this, although it was always looking at Ron, everyone present knew that it was naturally not Ron that the other party was talking about, but the high-level living corpse Death Wind.

The dead wind was quite straightforward. After hearing his master's last words, he immediately turned his head away without saying a word and slipped out again while crawling on the ground.

Ron couldn't help scratching his head as he looked at Deathwind's escape speed, which was faster than that of his pet rat Scabbers. Unfortunately, the scene should have been somewhat funny, but now he couldn't even laugh at all.

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After reluctantly sorting out his thoughts, Ron pursed his lips and boldly continued the topic on his own initiative.

"Powerful... uh... Lord Demon, you just said that you gave me the gift just to express your goodwill and befriend me. In fact, when Mr. Deathwind 'invited' me just now,

I already understand." Ron said, "But I want to know...what is your ultimate goal? At least, I don't think I have anything worthy of your friendship."

After hearing what Ron said, the demon immediately shook his head.

"It's not 'you'," it said, "or at least, it's definitely not just you - this gift someone entrusted to me is for everyone who was in your stronghold before, and even for you as a whole.

And you are just a representative chosen by Death Wind."

Isn't it for him personally? When Ron heard this, he felt that this gift was a little more ominous... If the gift had been tampered with by the devil and he could not detect it with his own ability, then he would still dare to take it away.

Then take the "gift" back and show it to Hermione and the others?

No, of course not! Just taking his own life is enough to scare him, not to mention the possibility of dragging down his good friends and even his family?

"I--"

However, after thinking for a while, before Ron could say no, he heard the other party say something, which instantly drowned out his voice.

"Of course, you can completely refuse to accept this gift. After all, I don't want to force you to do anything." The devil still said with some caution, "But, I only hope that you can wait until you see the gift with your own eyes.

It's not too late to make your own judgment - believe me, you may not like that gift, but it will definitely be something you can't refuse. At the same time, I also want you to understand that this gift is mine.

I hope I can give you a taste of goodwill...or actually you can say it is a 'show of good'."

After saying that, the demon seemed to have finally stopped waiting for Ron to speak. He straightened up and clapped his hands together and said:

"Bring it in!"