Chapter 109: I'm Waiting for Someone to Meet
The Dementors fluttered and attacked, like a formation of a tide, and were turned upside down by William's dozen big rockets.
The second bow and arrow rained down, only paused slightly, and then shot out horizontally.
From a distance, the firelight is rolling, as if William is painting with freehand and splashing red gold oil paint.
Blooming in the midst of slaughter, like a flower in the dawn, he perfectly interprets what it means to be ...... The violent aesthetics of wizards.
Than the green, simple and rough Avada gnaws on big melons, I don't know where it is gorgeous!
The leader of the Dementors pursed his lips and let out a whirring and angry screech.
Death Eaters, they must be suppressed at all times, and it will not work if they are not suppressed. A day without a Death Eater is a good day!
But it can't be ...... immediately If Blake doesn't catch a day, the Dementors can wander outside for a day.
Only in this way can we take advantage of the opportunity to breed secretly.
It's not just wizards who can fish, but Dementors too.
But in the past six months, they have gone to France and Spain, working hard to create people, and only then have they developed the number of ethnic groups.
In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty Dementors had already fallen to the ground.
Once contaminated by the phoenix flame, it will be consumed quickly.
Feeling the thrilling unilateral strangulation on the battlefield, the leader ordered: "Retreat, stay away from the flames!" ”
It planned to rely on the favorable terrain around it to fight guerrillas.
The circular formation, which was entangled with William and Hermione, immediately retreated backwards.
William's face was expressionless, and in his left hand, he didn't know when, and another wand appeared.
With two rods in hand, one hand wields an arrow to kill the Dementors, and the other spews out four silver sea eagles.
Hermione waved her wand, also a silver swan.
Five guardian spirits, entangled and rushing, like a few jumping koi, drew arcs in the air, and pounced on the dementors who fled in a hurry.
The little black robe, who had been imprisoned, saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately turned around and ran, but after being hungry for a few months, how could it be fast.
After flying more than ten meters, two sea eagles rushed forward and one after the other, regardless of it, and collided with it.
The little black robe was hit several times with a powerful rocket hammer, fell into the garbage heap, and several sculptures of the Queen of England were shattered.
"Where do you want to go, Blackie?" William walked slowly, looking at it with a smirk.
"Da Hei is lost, you can't leave me too. Otherwise, how lonely would the basilisk and those civet cats be? ”
The little black robe was like a lightning strike, and the thin body began to tremble violently involuntarily, and the dry five fingers clenched tightly, strangled into the silver-gray skin.
But it didn't notice it, because after seeing William, it forgot the sting in an instant, and only the chill.
William smiled, "It's all old friends, lead the way, those companions of yours, scattered around the room."
Without your perception, it will take me some time to find them one by one.
I guess you want them to keep you company, right? ”
The little black robe hoped that at such a juncture, he could straighten his waist, open his small mouth, and give the young Dark Lord in front of him a dementor kiss.
Even if it can say a half-sentence of hard words, it is fine, but even if it is itself, it finds that when it opens its mouth, its lips are trembling.
William looked up and down and sighed slightly.
This Dementor is dead!
There is no future.
William also wants to hone his temper and let him return to the Dementors as a spy, preferably as a leader.
In this way, William can control a dark army remotely, like the werewolf Mormont.
It's just that I didn't expect that the iron rod was not sharpened into a needle, but had to be broken.
It's useless!
With the help of the little black robe, the leader of the way, William and Hermione continue to eliminate the Dementors in the Responsive House.
William did not enforce the law of eleven killing, but the law of eleven lives.
Of the more than 200 Dementors, he only needed more than 20. All others are wiped out.
William and Hermione walked and stopped, there were a lot of potions in the safety table, and when the magic power was exhausted, they would replenish the magic a little.
Replenishing demons is the same as replenishing water, the frequency should not be too frequent, but if you want to moisturize, you must not be less.
Fox's flame is even more like a beacon.
William paid special attention to isolation, separating a separate pile of garbage for each fire to prevent the entire house from being burned.
After all, setting fire to the 'mountain' and sitting in the bottom of the prison.
This goes on and on, and the cycle goes on and on, and the fight is called a hearty one.
But William and Hermione soon discovered that the Dementors were being consumed too quickly.
There were at least more than 200 Dementors introduced, and less than 100 were killed, and the rest seemed to have evaporated.
Soon, William knew why.
A Dementor a full five meters tall stood in the middle of a pile of broken planes. The helicopter was too tall to just block it.
The giant Dementor grabbed the back of the Dementor leader's fate.
It opened its mouth wide and inhaled it rapidly, and the Dementor leader turned into a puff of black smoke and swallowed it into its stomach.
It seems that it was absorbing too many Dementors that made it so large.
The giant Dementor suddenly turned his head, glanced at William and Hermione, stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, as if Dumbledore was salivating at the sight of Lemon Snow.
"The little wizard of Hogwarts?"
A hoarse voice rang out, not from the Dementor, but from the top of its head.
William's eyes swept slightly, catching a glimpse of the Dementor's head, wearing a rusty crown.
Apparently, the Dementor's anomaly was caused by this broken crown.
William instantly remembered the Sorting Hat, followed by Tom's journal.
"Who are you?"
"Kid, do you know the Sorting Hat?" The hoarse voice asked.
"I know, I have a good relationship with it, except that the Sorting Hat has a little broken mouth, a very cheap personality, a bad temper, and doesn't like to be clean...... Everything else is good. William said.
Hoarse was stunned and continued, "If only you knew about the Sorting Hat.
I am the Ravenclaw crown, which, like the Sorting Hat, is the will of Ravenclaw. ”
"Really?" William's expression of disbelief was followed by ecstasy.
"Great, I heard that the Ravenclaw crown has been lost for a thousand years."
"Actually, I didn't lose it." "I was put here by Ravenclaw, waiting for her heirs to arrive," the crown said. ”
"Then the two of us are destined?"
Hermione was about to say something, but William took her hand and asked loudly.
"It's hard to say, you still have to accept my test."
"What test?"
"Put on the Ravenclaw crown, let go of your soul, and I'll know if you're a Ravenclaw heir." The crown is like a whisper.
"As long as you are, I will pass on the wisdom of Ravenclaw to you."
"Okay!" William motioned for Hermione to stay where she was, and he walked slowly.
The Dementors slid over. It's huge, but it's not slow.
The distance between the two sides is less than five meters.
William suddenly raised his wand, and the silver sea eagle pressed against the Dementor's forehead.
The Dementor flew upside down like a broken kite, and it kept going backwards until it hit the garbage heap, creating a massive dent.
Like a tomb.
"I told you I know the Sorting Hat well, and you think I'm joking with you?
The Sorting Hat didn't say that Ravenclaw's crown still had Ravenclaw's will. ”
"Also, my identity as a Ravenclaw heir, do you still want to be recognized by you, an old liar?"
William touched the Ravenclaw bronze ring on the neckline and sneered.
"Are you worthy?!"
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