Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "Velly ... is she okay?"

Blois looked at the boy who said this, and there was a slight softness in his plain expression. Of course, that's just "a trace".

Only a moment later, he re-stretched his face and resumed his expressionless face.

"McLean, I know you're working against Voldemort. I can't manage those things for the time being, and there's no need to manage them ..." Mr. Blois said lightly, "But today ... I see you as my daughter's 'friend' For your part, leave here now! "

"But ... why?" Maca said inexplicably. "If I remember correctly, was that kind of potion made by Willie? What happened?"

"Go to Voldemort when in doubt. I can tell you where Voldemort is hiding--"

"I don't bother to care about Voldemort now," Maca interrupted immediately. "Velly is my best friend, and I care most about her situation now!"

"she's fine!"

Mr. Blois still looked at him calmly, exuding a kind of mastery, which was only the temperament of the high person who was used to giving orders.

Even though Maca is looking down at him now, it feels as powerful as he is looking down at Maca.

"As long as you don't interfere with her, you can see her again in the future! If you want to continue to be friends with her, I also welcome you to come to Blois for more guests--" Blois said calmly, "Of course, not now."

Marca heard a sigh of relief, calming herself again.

He meditated silently, rearranging his thoughts, and then there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Mr. Blois, you just said," You can't control it for a while ", so ..." Maca stared at Blois, "Do you want to make any agreement with Voldemort?"

"Who knows?"

When he said this, Blois' face did not change at all.

But in this case, no denial is in fact not much different from the affirmation. Marka understood this, and Mr. Blois himself knew it.

For him, there is no need to make any unnecessary concealment with whom he deals or cooperates.

"So ... this agreement ... was really related to Willie?" Half of Maca's question this time was speculation.

After all, through the conversation just now, he suddenly developed the "maybe it is" feeling. But in the absence of a valid basis, even if he has affirmation in his tone, guessing is just guessing.

"You don't need to know." Mr. Blois said without hesitation. "Don't leave yet? Don't leave if you don't leave, don't think you are my daughter's friend, and I won't treat you—"

But Maca didn't pay attention to Blovana's bland threat.

He could certainly feel that Blois's intentions were real. Although the killing was hidden well, he could understand--

When it was time to shoot, the man in front of him would never be half-emotional.

"Mr. Blois, I know that you must make this decision for Willie. However, I must tell you-Voldemort is not a suitable trader!"

Maca spread her hand, trying to understand it emotionally.

"If you need it, why not ask Professor Dumbledore?"

But after hearing it, Blois still did not respond.

"I don't deny Albus Dumbledore's ability, but everyone has what they are good at or not good at. I don't think there is anything wrong with my choice."

Blois said, frowning slightly.

"Lastly ask you-'Leave' or 'Stay'?"

This is how decision makers think, especially a successful decision maker, who usually affirms every judgment he makes. Although they will reflect on their failures, they will never negate them casually when making a decision.

Now Blois's decision seems to be very secretive. Without any clue, even if Maca wants to reverse his mind, he cannot find a suitable breakthrough point.

The most important thing is that this man has no intention of continuing to talk to him at all.

Several thoughts flashed through Maca's mind, and he finally sighed.

"... Willy is in that cave right now?"

He glanced at the sealed, re-exploded hole, and the depression in his heart couldn't help more.

"Humph."

Blois snorted slightly, his wand was raised slightly, and a large number of magma **** suddenly floated in the lava lake below him. There are dozens of them at a glance, which is far from being comparable to the previous pursuit of Lupin.

"You retreat! Immediately! Immediately! The farther the better!" Maca's face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted without looking back.

If those are just pure magma balls, then Maca doesn't care so much. But he clearly sensed the tumbling magic in those magma balls.

That agitation is definitely not as simple as ordinary magma balls!

Although Lu Pingren was a bit unknown, he could see the rush of Maca's shout, and everyone who knew his strength flew up decisively in accordance with his orders.

But before they were high, Blois' wand moved.

When he saw that he suddenly picked up the tip of his stick, the magma ball suddenly rose, and rushed to the place where Maca was.

It was only a moment when Maca understood that at least Lupin was temporarily safe, because the targets of the magma **** were all just him.

Realizing this, Maca moved.

I saw him stepping on the magic book, but did not use the advantages of three-dimensional movement to dodge, but instead held the staff in front of himself.

With the agitation of magic in his body, the robe fluttered, and a hemispherical ripple visible to the naked eye spread out. The magma **** that rushed forward like a hurricane shower all slowed down when they hit that layer of ripples.

This is an enlarged version of the obstacle spell, which is really good in terms of effect. All the magma **** were blocked before they were close.

Only the next moment, Blois shook his wand lightly, and saw those magma **** collapse inward at the same time.

Then, with a burst of almost overlapping explosions, all the magma **** suddenly burst apart, setting off a terrible magma storm.

The "magnified version of the obstacle" did not hold it for a second, and was completely blown away by this violent explosion.

"The Blois family is unusual, but why has the family last name never been seen?"

Maca stayed in place, his staff stretched out in front of him, without even moving his posture.

When the aftermath of the explosion and the magma storm hit his side at the same time, they were all blocked from within a few feet of the whole body, not even a piece of clothing was injured.

However, Blois's attack was just the beginning.

As countless lava and flames passed by Makar around him, Makar sensed that a more violent magic wave was coming towards him.

Suddenly Maca noticed it, he suddenly controlled the magic book under his feet and flashed aside.

At about the same time, a spear made of magma condensed quickly around him, the high temperature contained in it spread into a heat wave, and even the skin felt a burning pain.

But it's not over!

After the lava spear passed at him at an astonishing speed, he then sensed the next magic wave.

and also!

Maca dodged again, and then dodged again, six times in a row, both times dangerous and dangerous.

It stands to reason that in a fierce environment such as magic, coupled with obstruction of sight, it should not be possible to accurately determine his direction of avoidance every time.

At least Maca couldn't do it herself.

But in any case, Blois was able to pinpoint his position, and he was sure.

Although Maca didn't want to do something with Willie's father, but it was all for him, he was not the kind who was willing to be beaten passively.

At the moment when the seventh lava pistol flew, Maca swaggered and dodged, and the staff in her hand swung violently, and a stream of air rose up around him.

The airflow was still very weak at first, but when Maca then avoided the eighth lava lance, the breeze originally mixed in the heat wave suddenly surged into a large hurricane.

The hurricane carried a majestic momentum, wrapped around the magma that was falling, and swept away in the direction of Blois.

The hurricane, which was like a flame tornado, was very powerful, and the ninth lava spear connected to it was ripped a little and crashed into the stone wall.

After the sound of another explosion, a large number of stone fragments fell down, fell into the lava lake below, and burst into a fiery flame.

Blois saw the flame tornado come straight to his side with amazing momentum ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ when he whirled his wand obliquely from the bottom up.

Just in this moment, the lava lake immediately set off a dazzling magma wave, steadily blocking him all behind.

The flame tornado rolled over the protective cover made of magma, but only caused a wave of waves, and did not cause any damage to Mr. Blois hiding below.

Although this hurricane is just a magnified version of the "whirlwind sweep", as far as power is concerned, Maca also consumes an objective magic.

At the moment, with just such a result, it seems to be a little bit of thunder and rain.

"It's really difficult ..."

Fighting with Willie's father is not the result he wants, but in terms of the strength of the other side, it is obviously impossible to solve the problem.

Maca frowned slightly, and the wand in his hand seemed to thrive--this veritable "duel" seemed impossible to end soon.