Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Wynnie’s father sent the letter to Marx. Is it really just to convey that he is enough to deal with the information of Basilisk?

No, of course not.

The light is a Basilisk, and it does not pose a threat to the Blois Patriarch with the ancient summon surgery inheritance, even if this Basilisk is obviously extraordinary.

At this point, not only is Mr. Blois fully confident, but even Marx knows it. After all, in the Dark Spirit Pavilion underground, he personally handed over this man.

So, Blois wants to tell Marx through that urgent letter, the “relief”, what is it?

At this point, the answer is actually obvious.

……

It was not long before Akinbad, who had lost his arm and licked his eyes, arrived at the Blois Fort, in the foothills of the border of Monaco.

The sleek short-haired witch squinted and glanced at the opposite air—in that direction, a bunch of red light shimmered and shimmered.

“It seems that Basilisk wants to break out from there again… two people stay here, others close their eyes and go with me!”

The voice did not fall, the short hair witch suddenly flashed, accompanied by the distortion of the space Disapparation. The rest of the companions disappeared in the same place according to her command, and only two people were left to be on guard here.

The next moment, on the other side of the hillside, a path of silhouette emerges one after another.

It can be seen that in order to prevent the emergence of Basilisk’s immediate vision in order to prevent it from appearing, they all decisively closed their eyes. Only the short hair witch was squinting, but she just lowered her eyes as soon as she appeared, only looking at the grass in front of her.

Obviously, the team was planted in the poison fog because of the last time, and this time she would not be fooled.

“Is it all right?”

According to the surrounding sounds, Basilisk has indeed appeared, just at the edge of the poisonous fog.

And a team of wizards who have stayed here, in order to maintain the formation in the case of closed eyes, most of them stand as far as possible to cast spells to contain Basilisk. There is only one person, and now he is kneeling on the grass completely motionless, and I don’t know if it is dead or alive.

When I heard the short hair witch question, it was probably a robot man of this team Captain immediately started talking:

“Wenson fell, it is very likely that he accidentally saw the eyes of Basilisk… Everyone else is fine, and he has not been injured yet.”

Although the answer was quick and decisive, after all, a companion died on the spot, and the rhetoric man’s tone was still somewhat regrettable and sentimental.

“Well,” witch complied, after releasing a spell in the direction of Basilisk, he continued. “If you can’t kill it, it can still be injured. It’s not good enough. Also drive it back into the poisonous fog.”

“Yes!”

On the occasion of the simple communication between the two, other companions once again lost a few spells to Basilisk, and the sound of the explosion and the impact of the sounds came one after another.

Unfortunately, because there is no way to confirm whether Basilisk has been injured, it is difficult for them to judge a more accurate situation.

At this stage, I am afraid that there is nothing wrong with using the word “beating”.

And just a few minutes after the wizards cast spells and tried to suppress Basilisk, a more intense shock than before made the short hair witch immediately shouted:

“Be careful, it’s approaching!”

This time, Basilisk may have discovered that the short hair witch did not completely close his eyes, so it did not re-apply, but chose to force the impact of the encirclement.

At this moment, if someone dares to look directly at its body, it will be found that many of the aggressive spells in the past did not actually hurt its body. At best, it leaves some traces of depth in its hard-to-devil hard skin.

To be honest, a series of larger creatures like Basilisk and Dragon, although they also use some innate talent magic, but ultimately prefer to rely on the tyrannical body to fight with the enemy.

Perceiving that Basilisk was approaching quickly, the wizards present were forced to repel the urge to retreat, capturing as much as possible the path of Basilisk’s movement.

They know that if they can’t help but start running backwards, they will definitely be unable to confirm the position of Basilisk. At that time, there is no other thing to do except to race faster with the companions.

For a moment, the wizards who judged the location of Basilisk each cast spells one by one, some hit and some fell. Fortunately, Basilisk is very large, so most of them can still hit the target.

It’s just how much effect this series of attacks can produce, which is hard to know. They only know that Basilisk’s movement speed does not seem to have been reduced, but it has become more and more rapid.

Is it not effective at all? Or is it because of angering the other party?

At the moment when the short-haired witch headed for the moment was ready for everyone to temporarily retreat, a thick long tail suddenly appeared from her corner of her eye and quickly rushed toward her position.

She didn’t have much time to think about it. She took the initiative to lean down and kneel, and the impact when her forehead hit the ground shook her a little dizzy, but she still kept her own lucidity while biting her teeth.

It was the next second that she fell to the ground, the tail almost screamed against her back, and the violent airflow even moved her body a few inches to the side.

If this falls on the body, I am afraid that it will be drawn into a broken sack on the spot.

“Remove! Go back!” She shouted and glanced back behind her. One seemed to be coming here. She hurriedly said, “Don’t worry about me! This is the order!”

To blame, she blamed her for standing too far–although this was mainly to warn the companions of the poisonous fog, but a leader stood so far, it is really not appropriate.

This time she made a mistake.

In a hurry, the tail that had just been heard in the horizontal direction seemed to be pumping from the top to her awkward position. As the whistling sound approached, she hurriedly closed her eyes and rolled to the side.

Even if you don’t have time, you have to try it, aren’t you?

But at this moment, a deafening roar screamed in the air, followed by a short hair witch and felt a tight waist.

When she came back to his senses, she found that she had been pulled aside by a magic.

“peng!”

Between the clods splashing, Basilisk’s tail slammed into the place where the short hair witch was still there, and the power of the ground caused a crack on the ground.

Immediately, the short-haired witch felt a hot air wave approaching from the air, and it seemed that she had to be spotted in the hair.

“All leave, give it to me… In addition, the poisonous mist can be used in this direction to ignite and eliminate.”

“Patriarch!”

Short hair witch quickly climbed up and looked back and forth, only at first glance, was attracted by the dragon that was composed of incredibly hot flames.

But the flying dragon flicked with huge wings and hung behind Blois Patriarch. In the place where it is, the grass is burning and burning. If it stays for a long time, it is inevitable that a mountain fire will be inevitable.

On the other hand, Basilisk may have instinctively felt the huge threat of the flame dragon, and in a blink of an eye he retreated to the vicinity of the poisonous fog. It seems that as long as there is a slight change here, it will definitely turn and run.

The more clever creatures, the less they like to fight hard. At this time, facing the very powerful devil, even if it knows that it is not necessarily an opponent, it does not want to fight the other side.

Unnecessary damage is obviously not necessary for it.

“Patriarch, are you not leaving the family? The castle…”

“There is Steward over there,” Blois threw a small bottle in his hand to the short hair witch, while he whispered. “And, President Akinbad of the International Wizard Federation suddenly visited the castle. I asked him to bring people. Warning around the castle.”

The witch took the small bottle and didn’t look at it for a while, but it was a bit confusing:

“The Mr. Akinbad… is ok?”

However, Blois did not directly answer her questions, but instead turned to remind:

“The one in your hand is called ‘Fiendfyre bottle’. It is a work that Mr. McLorne has sold out. The effect is trustworthy. After a while, as long as you smash it on the ground in the poisonous mist.”

After explaining the usage, he waved his hand at the other side.

“And Mr. Akinbad, who is also recognized by Mr. McLorne, I think he is equally trustworthy… Go! Go and clean up the poison fog, don’t let them spread to the outside mugle town.”

Waiting for the dry family wizard to evacuate the place with the short hair witch, I saw that Blois did not go to the direction of Basilisk, but directly swayed his hand.

In an instant, the flame dragon that had hovered behind him slammed into the ground, and then swung to the high altitude of Basilisk.

“Roar -“

A dragon scorpion, accompanied by a flame of fire, sprang out, and before it rushed to the vicinity of Basilisk, it first fell to the high head of Basilisk.

As previously expected, Basilisk saw it and turned to the poisonous mist, which was amazingly fast. Just a blink of an eye, the dragon’s breath did not catch up, but ruthlessly baked the original land of it into a piece of coke.

However, although the Dragon of the Flame Dragon also swept a little poisonous mist, the latter still did not change, as if the two did not touch the general.

However, the flame dragon will not care about the poisonous fog or something. As long as the master’s orders have not changed, even if the enemy has penetrated into the sea, it will also be decisively tied down.

The two sides fled and chased each other, that is, they had both entered the poisonous mist in a few seconds, and they never saw the trail again.

Until then, Blois turned his head to the mist and looked over. Obscurus didn’t know what he was thinking.