Chapter 312 Temple

As time has passed, this award, which contains the highest honor, has lost its original meaning. As we all know, the simplest and most effective way to get a medal is to get recognition from the Ministry of Magic.

The most obvious example is Arcturus Black. According to Sirius Black, he received the First Class Medal for donating a large sum of gold galleons to the Ministry of Magic.

But Harry and Ron didn't know about this. They just felt that the Medal of Honor that Professor Lockhart had to recite every day must be a very powerful award!

So as long as their medal level is higher than his, doesn't that prove that they are more powerful than Lockhart?

So the two of them laughed and laughed, arm in arm, and began to recall how the two of them entered the spiritual world in the first place, completely unaware of the pair of scarlet eyes behind them watching them closely.

"If it's a monkey..." Hermione was stunned, "Wouldn't that mean we might encounter a very fast opponent..."

After all, monkeys are famous for their dexterity.

Robert was a little depressed, "I don't like to deal with monkeys or anything like that. Those kind of things are vindictive and hard to catch... I doubt our spell will have any effect on them. After all, they probably only need to dodge." Immune to most spells."

To deal with monkeys, it is true that large-scale and dense equipment is still needed, such as a large fishing net or something. As for those more bloody methods, it is better not to use them lightly. If the monkeys take revenge, a group of them will suffer.

"By the way, is there any magic spell that can release a big net?" Robert thought with a headache, "How about... a fishing net spell? Is there such a thing?"

Hermione looked at him and then snickered.

Robert looked at her innocently, "Why are you laughing? Can't you see that I'm very distressed now... Please help me find a solution quickly. If I encounter trouble later, at least I can save time to think."

"No..." Hermione chuckled, "So Robert is the kind of character who likes to think through all the troubles he may encounter and try to find multiple solutions before taking risks?"

Robert shrugged, "It's not that exaggerated, but at least it will make you more calm when facing danger, right? Of course, if it is a natural disaster... then you can only pretend that I didn't say anything."

Hermione looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

The two circled around the stone pillar, trying to find other clues.

"There is a pattern here..." Hermione suddenly pointed to the top of the stone pillar, "It's just under the pile of cross patterns."

Robert looked up, and there...it looked like a monkey with black arms?

Ron was still frothing and bragging to Harry that he had entered the spirit world when he was three or five years old.

Of course, this is false.

He just remembered that Mr. Weasley mentioned the spirit world and was scolded by Mrs. Weasley. Who knows what happened at that time.

However, this does not affect his bragging!

"Let me tell you, when I saw the killer running past me, his skills were so fast! A large group of people followed behind him, all wizards. They didn't chase for long before they surrounded the killer. But they were no match for that person, so he took out his pistol and killed them all with a sudden burst."

Harry's eyes widened, "It's incredible! So many wizards were killed in this way!"

"Yes!" Ron nodded and said seriously, "So in the future, you must take precautions when meeting Muggles. Pistols are really scary!"

Of course, these two children still don’t know about the RPG and the compassion of Gatling Bodhisattva.

Otherwise, he would be so frightened that he would lose his mind.

At this moment, Ron frowned, "Hey, man, why do I think the hair on your arms is a bit heavy? Do you need Percy's hair removal medicine? In fact, you can ask him for it, although he doesn't want to admit it. But he occasionally makes his own hair removal potion."

Harry subconsciously looked at his paws. He had not yet entered the period of vigorous body hair, and his skin was smooth and white at this time. "It seems, okay?"

As he said that, he looked at Ron, "Why do you think my arms are hairy?"

"Isn't it obvious? Your arm is still on my left shoulder. I rubbed my hair when I turned my head just now." Ron said matter-of-factly.

Harry was stunned, took off his left hand and looked at it, then put it in front of Ron for him to see. There was no hair on his bare arm.

The two looked at each other.

Ron swallowed, "Man, don't scare me. If it's not your arm, then whose is it."

Harry also had some tricks up his sleeve, "This..."

Then Ron said with a sad face, "Why, why do you still have a hand on my shoulder?"

Harry raised his hands in front of him in panic, "I, I have both hands here..."

"Always, it can't be me..." As he said that, Ron raised his hands and both of them stayed there.

silence.

Subconsciously, the two of them looked behind Ron. At this moment, there, a humanoid creature about the same height as them, with extremely slender body and limbs, was staring at them with scarlet eyes.

Grinning, white teeth.

"ah--"

Without any instruction at all, Harry and Ron shouted at the highest decibel level they had been able to shout in more than ten years, and then ran away.

The slender figure would never let them go. As soon as he turned around, he chased after them.

Originally, the two thought that as long as they ran fast enough and returned to the professors, they would be fine. However, the reality gave them a huge surprise.

In a panic, Ron tripped over his own shoelaces and fell to the ground with a painful groan. After groping around with his hands on the ground, he didn't know what he touched. After a loud crackling sound, the two of them were desperate. They found that there seemed to be something wrong with the ground beneath their feet.

Golden-red light shot up into the sky through the cracks in the floor. The huge impact was carried by air waves and knocked over the two people who were still stunned. Their bodies were uncontrollably smashed into the stone pillars. It took a lot of effort to get back. The two gods looked blankly at the few floor tiles under their feet.

Ron swallowed, this seemed a little bad.

Robert and Hermione, who were discussing why the reliefs on the stone pillars were colorful and could be preserved for a long time, stopped talking and carefully distinguished the sounds coming from far away.

"Did you hear any strange noises?" Hermione looked at Robert suspiciously, "It's a bit like rocks falling..."

Robert nodded, "I heard it too, and I seemed to hear someone calling for help."

Hermione's little face was full of confusion, "Why would someone ask for help? Is there danger here?"

"It seems like something happened here that we don't know about." Sensing the vigilant thoughts coming from the plants, Robert suggested, "Let's leave here quickly and meet up with the professor and the others."