Chapter 650 The Fall of London (7)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 650 The Fall of London ([-])
"Damn idiots, why do you have to trouble us..."
The two Death Eaters roared angrily.
"Kill...kill them all...kill..."
One of them threatened directly,
After finishing speaking, he took out a gray-white beetle the size of a palm, and tapped it lightly with his magic wand.
"Bitch! Tear everything in front of you..."
But before he finished his order, another guy next to him hurriedly interrupted it,
"Are you crazy? The Dark Lord clearly wants a living Harry Potter, not his corpse... If the complete Harry Potter cannot be given to the You-Know-Who, our fate will be worse than his..."
"What's more, we can't really control these living corpses at all..."
These two voices were gruff, and the 'stupid' way of speaking ... always made Harry feel a little familiar.
"Goyle, Crabbe?"
"No, no, the ages don't match... These two should be their fathers... Judging from the small circle of the Malfoy family, the previous generation of their Slytherins... should be Death Eaters..."
In the faint bloody moonlight, Harry observed the silhouette of the other party, guessing the identities of the two.
But obviously now is not the time to think about that,
And those two Death Eaters were too underestimated... They were almost the other ten warriors selected from among the best students in the world.
After the previous shock of coming here suddenly, they gradually regained their senses and began to think of ways to face the current crisis.
"Get out of here first!" Chen Xiaolong yelled directly, and he flung himself out,
The flying sword-shaped magic item, from the size of a palm... instantly became the size of a surfboard,
He directly grabbed Krum who was next to him, and Digory... stood on it, and then rushed directly to the sky above the platform.
Fleur, Camilla, and Narnia Makehu (the New Zealand warrior) also climbed directly on the back of the amethyst leopard with wings, soared into the sky, and flew away from here.
Nasser, Mobutu, and Donald Donfork huddled together on a 'flying carpet' that resembled a cloak. (For this competition, everyone is well prepared.)
As for Morita Chiko, she disappeared in a white mist summoned by her.
Harry didn't hesitate any more, he jumped directly over the platform and flew up out of thin air.
And the two guys who were suspected of being Gore and Crabbe's father were dumbfounded to see such a scene.
They waved their wands and shot all kinds of spells towards the sky, although most of them were shot in Harry's direction,
But it was obvious that the two of them still couldn't do anything ruthless, and directly used the powerful [Death Curse], a curse that could kill...to attack Harry.
Chen Xiaolong left behind a series of taunting laughs, then directly used the flying sword... and dragged Harry away from the Muggle train station that had been reduced to a lair of living corpses.
When they flew all the way to the sky, they realized that it wasn't just this train station...everything they saw in front of their eyes...the whole London was sunk in darkness,
The living corpses swarmed... almost all the streets,
They wander aimlessly.
Only sporadic resistance from Muggles can be seen occasionally, and one or two gunshots or the sound of cars colliding have been heard from some distant directions.
The whole city was almost dead silent.
"Stop flying up!"
With a heavy expression, Chen Xiaolong pulled Harry down, who originally wanted to keep the distance from the ground as far as possible.
He took several other warriors... and hid together on the top of a building near the train station.
"We can't fly too high!"
Chen Xiaolong once again announced the bad news he knew with a heavy face.
"This sky is not quite right, it's a bit like the magical dimensional space of the two top ten competition venues..."
"Flying too high, I'm afraid it will be discovered by the dark wizard..."
With a strange tone, he explained it to several people.
"It's more than that, right? There should be some unspeakable horror in the sky... existing in that sky... scanning the city indifferently..."
"Really? You should also be aware of... that terrifying power!" Morita Chiko suddenly appeared from behind the crowd, staring at the sky frantically.
"That must be the real hidden spirit..."
"...Sure enough, the high priest's bluestone water divination is correct, follow you...you will definitely be able to find the real god..."
Morita Chiko has been following the strange behavior of the Chinese wizard because of this.
However, this witch's current fanaticism, almost losing her mind... made this small group that was not so united even more divided.
Donald Eastfork pouted, and looked at the witch with some disdain.
This guy doesn't care about the danger in the future, he cares more about things that can help him solve the crisis immediately.
He then put his shoulders on his shoulders, wanting to become brothers with Nasser... He got the 'cloak flying carpet' in his hand.
"Let's discuss it... Lend me to use it..."
Fu Rong, who was standing next to her, shook her head watching all this. She snapped her fingers on the tip of her wand, and everyone's foreheads immediately seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water.
It was so cold that everyone woke up immediately.
"Listen to me...we all need to understand that the current situation...we are no longer in the 'Top Ten Tournament' competition venue, if we continue to be careless like this..."
"... We will most likely die... we will die.!"
"This idiot knows it all!" Donald sneered angrily, "It's just another moth made by you European guys..."
"Everyone heard it just now, the Dark Lord here... that guy named Mysterious Man, appointed this troublesome guy..."
Donald pointed at Harry bluntly.
"I don't care what you guys think... Anyway, I'll stay away from this guy as soon as possible, so as not to be implicated."
"After that, I went straight to find a fireplace connected to the Floo powder channel, and left this wretched place...to leave Europe..."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!" Chen Xiaolong retorted, "I have already said that this city has completely fallen into some kind of magical mystery similar to the venue of the two 'Top Ten Tournament' competitions."
"Unless there is no correct method, it is almost impossible to escape."
"You guy..." Donald yelled angrily at Chen Xiaolong.
uhhh-
Just when the warriors were about to quarrel again, Harry suddenly felt the scar on his forehead start to hurt hotly, and his skull seemed to be split open.
Harry desperately used his [Occlumency] to isolate and block his brain.
He knew... This was Voldemort's attack, trying to occupy his body.
(End of this chapter)
"Damn idiots, why do you have to trouble us..."
The two Death Eaters roared angrily.
"Kill...kill them all...kill..."
One of them threatened directly,
After finishing speaking, he took out a gray-white beetle the size of a palm, and tapped it lightly with his magic wand.
"Bitch! Tear everything in front of you..."
But before he finished his order, another guy next to him hurriedly interrupted it,
"Are you crazy? The Dark Lord clearly wants a living Harry Potter, not his corpse... If the complete Harry Potter cannot be given to the You-Know-Who, our fate will be worse than his..."
"What's more, we can't really control these living corpses at all..."
These two voices were gruff, and the 'stupid' way of speaking ... always made Harry feel a little familiar.
"Goyle, Crabbe?"
"No, no, the ages don't match... These two should be their fathers... Judging from the small circle of the Malfoy family, the previous generation of their Slytherins... should be Death Eaters..."
In the faint bloody moonlight, Harry observed the silhouette of the other party, guessing the identities of the two.
But obviously now is not the time to think about that,
And those two Death Eaters were too underestimated... They were almost the other ten warriors selected from among the best students in the world.
After the previous shock of coming here suddenly, they gradually regained their senses and began to think of ways to face the current crisis.
"Get out of here first!" Chen Xiaolong yelled directly, and he flung himself out,
The flying sword-shaped magic item, from the size of a palm... instantly became the size of a surfboard,
He directly grabbed Krum who was next to him, and Digory... stood on it, and then rushed directly to the sky above the platform.
Fleur, Camilla, and Narnia Makehu (the New Zealand warrior) also climbed directly on the back of the amethyst leopard with wings, soared into the sky, and flew away from here.
Nasser, Mobutu, and Donald Donfork huddled together on a 'flying carpet' that resembled a cloak. (For this competition, everyone is well prepared.)
As for Morita Chiko, she disappeared in a white mist summoned by her.
Harry didn't hesitate any more, he jumped directly over the platform and flew up out of thin air.
And the two guys who were suspected of being Gore and Crabbe's father were dumbfounded to see such a scene.
They waved their wands and shot all kinds of spells towards the sky, although most of them were shot in Harry's direction,
But it was obvious that the two of them still couldn't do anything ruthless, and directly used the powerful [Death Curse], a curse that could kill...to attack Harry.
Chen Xiaolong left behind a series of taunting laughs, then directly used the flying sword... and dragged Harry away from the Muggle train station that had been reduced to a lair of living corpses.
When they flew all the way to the sky, they realized that it wasn't just this train station...everything they saw in front of their eyes...the whole London was sunk in darkness,
The living corpses swarmed... almost all the streets,
They wander aimlessly.
Only sporadic resistance from Muggles can be seen occasionally, and one or two gunshots or the sound of cars colliding have been heard from some distant directions.
The whole city was almost dead silent.
"Stop flying up!"
With a heavy expression, Chen Xiaolong pulled Harry down, who originally wanted to keep the distance from the ground as far as possible.
He took several other warriors... and hid together on the top of a building near the train station.
"We can't fly too high!"
Chen Xiaolong once again announced the bad news he knew with a heavy face.
"This sky is not quite right, it's a bit like the magical dimensional space of the two top ten competition venues..."
"Flying too high, I'm afraid it will be discovered by the dark wizard..."
With a strange tone, he explained it to several people.
"It's more than that, right? There should be some unspeakable horror in the sky... existing in that sky... scanning the city indifferently..."
"Really? You should also be aware of... that terrifying power!" Morita Chiko suddenly appeared from behind the crowd, staring at the sky frantically.
"That must be the real hidden spirit..."
"...Sure enough, the high priest's bluestone water divination is correct, follow you...you will definitely be able to find the real god..."
Morita Chiko has been following the strange behavior of the Chinese wizard because of this.
However, this witch's current fanaticism, almost losing her mind... made this small group that was not so united even more divided.
Donald Eastfork pouted, and looked at the witch with some disdain.
This guy doesn't care about the danger in the future, he cares more about things that can help him solve the crisis immediately.
He then put his shoulders on his shoulders, wanting to become brothers with Nasser... He got the 'cloak flying carpet' in his hand.
"Let's discuss it... Lend me to use it..."
Fu Rong, who was standing next to her, shook her head watching all this. She snapped her fingers on the tip of her wand, and everyone's foreheads immediately seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water.
It was so cold that everyone woke up immediately.
"Listen to me...we all need to understand that the current situation...we are no longer in the 'Top Ten Tournament' competition venue, if we continue to be careless like this..."
"... We will most likely die... we will die.!"
"This idiot knows it all!" Donald sneered angrily, "It's just another moth made by you European guys..."
"Everyone heard it just now, the Dark Lord here... that guy named Mysterious Man, appointed this troublesome guy..."
Donald pointed at Harry bluntly.
"I don't care what you guys think... Anyway, I'll stay away from this guy as soon as possible, so as not to be implicated."
"After that, I went straight to find a fireplace connected to the Floo powder channel, and left this wretched place...to leave Europe..."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!" Chen Xiaolong retorted, "I have already said that this city has completely fallen into some kind of magical mystery similar to the venue of the two 'Top Ten Tournament' competitions."
"Unless there is no correct method, it is almost impossible to escape."
"You guy..." Donald yelled angrily at Chen Xiaolong.
uhhh-
Just when the warriors were about to quarrel again, Harry suddenly felt the scar on his forehead start to hurt hotly, and his skull seemed to be split open.
Harry desperately used his [Occlumency] to isolate and block his brain.
He knew... This was Voldemort's attack, trying to occupy his body.
(End of this chapter)
