"Hmm...... Hiss ......"

In the eastern suburbs of London, in a bush on the side of a main road, a gasp suddenly sounded. Then, with a sound of Suosuo, a figure crawled out of the grass half-crouched and half-kneeled.

"I'm ...... Why didn't you die? ”

That's Ron, yes, the same Ron who had been struck by the Dark Wizard and left to die.

It's just that I don't know why, he actually survived this time after being hit on the head by an explosion curse in the church last time!

"Uh...... It's like I wish I was dead! ”

Although his heart was full of confusion, the feeling of being hit in the back by the Crushing Charm still stuck in his mind.

The numbness of pain in the entire back and even in the abdominal cavity, as well as the large semi-congealed blood stains that still remain on the clothes and in the grass, are enough to prove how serious the injuries were at that time.

Obviously, just such a large amount of bleeding can completely make him die twice and have nothing left!

But...... Isn't this still dead?

"But"

Ron was still lying on the road with some weakness, and he moved his back slightly, and suddenly felt a tingling pain. To be honest, the pain was much less severe than it was before passing out, but it still showed that the injuries were still there.

In other words, compared with the previous time, the recovery is still restored, but the healing effect is obviously not as good as the first time in the previous church.

"Forget it, anyway...... I don't know why, but can I think ...... now," Ron whispered to himself, feeling the only stinging sensation left, "Even if I were mortally wounded, I wouldn't die?" ”

But after a little thought, he quickly shook his head.

"Don't think it's so beautiful, it is estimated that there is something abnormal in the recovery ability, and it seems that the healing speed of the wound is slower than the last time...... Then again, why is that? ”

Thinking of this, Ron got up from the ground with some difficulty, and stood firm on the tree next to him. After resting on the trunk of the tree again, he felt that his feet seemed to be stronger, and he couldn't help but realize that the inexplicable recovery force did not seem to stop, and the remaining injuries on his back were still being repaired little by little.

He leaned against the trunk of the tree, raised his hand and clenched it slightly, a sense of strength that grew more tangible and reassuring to him.

"Inexplicable!"

Complaining like this, there was a faint sense of joy and satisfaction in Ron's heart, even if this resilience may only be temporary.

After all, after being sandwiched between his friends who have gradually become stronger over the years, he has imagined more than once that he has made some great progress.

Even for a short period of time, Ron always longed to be "special" himself. Ordinary and powerless, he has long been fed up with the days when he dodges in every crisis and needs to be protected all day long!

"Although...... If you can be beaten but you can't do it, can this also be regarded as 'becoming stronger'? ”

While waiting to regain some more strength, while pondering what kind of mentality it should be to be a "hard-shelled turtle", he touched his body that seemed to have become a little strange by the way.

Suddenly, his right hand, which had reached his chest, paused, and then he hurriedly reached into his collar. When he found that he had pulled out only a silver chain with a small bottle cap from it, the scene when he had received the relic from Professor Dumbledore flashed through his mind.

"Ahh It's the vial of ashes...... Is it? ”

Thinking of this, he hurriedly pulled the collar of his shirt, which had been torn by the Dark Wizard's explosive spell, and looked down at his chest. At the same place where the vial had fallen, there was an indelible gray mark on the skin.

Yes, it can't be erased, it's like a tattoo directly on the skin, although it looks like a gray stain left by not bathing for many years, and it can't be imagined at all about his body recovery ability that has become quite abnormal.

"Ah...... Does it have anything to do with this? Or did it just happen to break? ”

The pain behind the stay has completely disappeared, and the physical strength has further recovered. Although his current state is far from being called a full recovery, it is clear that he can't wait any longer.

"There's no time!"

Shaking off the confusion in his heart and the lack of a reliable answer to what he thought, Ron finally stopped wasting time and turned around and set out on his way to the city of London.

The guys who had been blocking the intersection were gone, which meant he didn't have to think about how to get through.

"Maca...... Where are you? I'm going to have to find you as soon as possible...... Ah, I don't know how long I was asleep."

"Well, at least it's still bright!"

……

Seriously, the location of Maca and Helbo is actually easy to find.

For though they are always moving, wherever they hit, they will suffer and make a very big noise.

In this case, it is obviously easy to judge whether it is for the dark wizards who are trying to avoid it, or for Ron, who wants to find Maca as soon as possible.

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

It wasn't long before he couldn't see far because of the gray fog, but the sound of the amazing exchange still led Ron all the way to the edge of a certain neighborhood that had become a ruin.

"Boom"

Cold, Ron had just run to this side when he felt the ground under his feet tremble, as if some giant had stomped on it nearby.

Stabilizing himself slightly, Ron reached out and held on to the façade of the shop down the street, looking around from side to side.

No one! The sound of the battle continued again and again, and from time to time there was a terrible-looking crack in the street, but he couldn't see half of it.

"Maca...... It should be here, right? Fighting Helbo? Incognito? ”

Several questions passed through his mind one by one, and Ron opened his mouth, but he still didn't dare to speak casually. He wanted to call out to Maka to see if she was hiding around here; But the thought of his words might affect Maca's battle, and maybe even cause the other party to be hurt unnecessarily.

But in the next moment, suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air from the middle of the street not far away.

"Ron?"

Maca stopped in an instant from her high-speed movement, and turned to look at the familiar figure on the side of the road who shouldn't have been there.

Ron...... Is it really you? ”