harry potter book of crimes

"Snowing."

At the southernmost point of this hilly area, a tall and dark figure was standing quietly, looking at the battlefield that was already far away from here.

Naturally, other people have been invisible here for a long time. Even with his soul and the powerful perception brought by the demon's body, it is difficult to accurately sense it.

But Angry's body is so huge after all, like a black hill, you can still see a little bit of it even from so far away.

Suddenly, a slender and pure white beam of light streaked diagonally in that direction. Although it was only fleeting, it was still dazzling, leaving a clear afterimage in his eyes as he was looking over there.

So he sighed softly, although...of course there wasn't a single snowflake to be seen here, but he knew that there must be a few crystals floating briefly in the air over there.

"It's really amazing... I have grown a lot during this period of time!"

He stood in this open and flat wasteland, under the heavy and gloomy lead clouds, and muttered like this.

And the moment he muttered these words, a piece of black material suddenly appeared in front of the empty space, like flames and mud, rushing straight towards him. In this area

In the black material, there is a vague human-shaped shadow that is slightly thinner than him. At first glance, it can be said to be menacing.

But his feet firmly planted on the ground did not move, and he did not even turn his eyes back to look at the opponent who suddenly hit him in front of him. He was still far away on the other side of the earth.

He just raised his right hand and pointed lightly with his index finger.

Suddenly, a bright light similar to the white beam that had just streaked across the distant sky burst out instantly, quickly and straightly piercing into the rushing black material.

In just a few seconds, a white band of frost appeared under his feet and on the ground where the beam passed.

"Crack-"

The freezing sound sounded a bit heart-wrenching, indicating an astonishing sudden drop in temperature and the cold air escaping nearby.

Then it was obvious that the oncoming black matter melted less... and more importantly, the forward speed of the black figure among them also suddenly slowed down a lot.

"You know?" He still didn't look at the other person, but said casually, "That girl can probably be regarded as my 'daughter'... a very brave girl. I think if she goes to Hogwarts,

, most likely he will be sorted into Gryffindor... This is really an interesting thing."

He said this...and just as he was talking to himself, the figure in front of him was already wrapped in a flame-like black substance and came much closer to this side.

"So, even if talent is indeed related to bloodline, character and character still have little to do with heredity! Hmm... I don't know who he is like."

While he was muttering to himself, the black substance that looked familiar and was obviously very dangerous finally approached him.

It can even be clearly seen that although the figure's movements have become slower and slower, it has never stopped. A hand wrapped in black material has slowly but firmly stretched forward.

"well……"

It was only then that he finally retracted his gaze slightly, looked directly at the palm in front of him, and sighed slightly.

"Don't you find it interesting? It's interesting that two out-and-out Slytherins could actually give birth to a Gryffindor... What's more, even if she only recognizes me as her father, she can

She doesn’t look like me either? So, tell me, who does she look like?”

Although his tone was inquiring, he was not really seeking answers from the figure in front of him. While speaking, his right hand also moved forward, and in the blink of an eye he quickly reached into the muddy

Among the black matter.

Accompanied by a sticky and disgusting churning sound of "Gah Chi Chi Chi", he firmly grabbed the opponent's wrist, then grabbed the other person and pulled him to the side.

"boom!"

With a sudden kick, the opponent who was pulled to a just right position was kicked out directly.

Watching the opponent fly a long distance, he then glanced down at his right foot - a little of the black substance was stained on his foot, and there was also some residue on his right hand that he had just inserted.

He stamped his feet, shook his hands, and stared at the black flames that seemed to solidify at any time before they dissipated, and then shook his head lightly.

"Speaking of which, it seems that you and I are quite destined."

He looked at the other party who was getting up again and said this.

But soon, as if he had made some new discovery, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a location further south behind him, and said with some surprise:

"Why are those two boys here too?"

…

"Is it snowing over there?"

Just a little further away from the two fighting black figures on a certain section of coastal beach, there were two more small figures looking at the central area of ​​the southern hills.

In addition to the terrifying huge figure of the demon "Wrath", they also saw the dazzling white beam just now.

"Snowing? Enns, what are you talking about? Where is the snow?"

After one of the little figures heard this, he couldn't help but ask.

"Don't doubt it. I'm very familiar with ice, snow and cold. When I say it snows, it means it snows... but it's still quite far away from here."

"Just do what you say!"

Naturally, those who appeared here at this time were Alexander and Enns who were still at Granger's camp across the strait. These two young wizards are both very talented in magic, especially the one holding Slytherin's snake staff.

Enns is definitely considered to have full combat power.

However, they are still young after all, and their actions are always accompanied by impulsiveness. Just like this time, they were able to appear on this beach like this, and naturally they were not allowed by Bill and the others.

If Alexander is actually okay, at least he has never been too reckless. The reason why he came here secretly this time is basically because of Enns.

He didn't know why Enns, who was always worried about trouble when he was studying and hated doing unnecessary things, became more and more impulsive. But the two were still good friends after all - at least that's what Alexander thought. So this time, he

Although he hesitated in his heart, he still followed Enns and slipped out of the Granger camp and came to the British side.

"Let's go!" Alexander said, "Don't worry about whether it's snowing or not. Don't you want to... huh? There seems to be another sound of fighting ahead?"