"Bang!"

"Ahh

Ron was slapped out of London by the demon, and Maca tried to help him stop it, but he didn't have time after all. M. watched him fly out of the mist like a kite with a broken string, and Maca frowned suddenly, and then fended off the attack of the demon that teleported in front of her, and flew out upside down as well.

Soon, Maca fell to Ron's side as he fell to the ground, and glanced back at the same time. After confirming that the demon was obviously still unable to leave the range of the gray mist, he was slightly relieved.

"Ron, it's okay, don't worry! Just trauma, it will be soon"

Listening to Ron's wail in his ear, he quickly took out a bottle of potion from his waist, uncorked it and was about to pour it on the other's shoulder.

Just now, he was slapped on his left shoulder by the demon with a palm, and almost the entire shoulder was smashed, and the bloody patch looked really terrifying. But as he said, the injury is not really serious, and it can be healed on the spot with medicine.

But just as she was about to pour the potion, Maca suddenly stopped what she was doing, staring at Ron's wound and stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

He didn't wait long, and soon, he saw the bright green liquid gurgling out and landing on Ron's shoulder. As a puff of white smoke rose, the rotten flesh at the wound recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, the shoulder and arm under the blood stain had been successfully regenerated, and Ron finally quieted down.

"Alright, let's get up!" Maca reached out and patted him, then asked, "Ron, there's something I want to ask you, I just found out."

"It's a wound healing thing, right? "Rhon said with a bitter face, moving his shoulders, "Honestly, I don't know exactly what the hell is going on...... Marca, if I had told you, I would have 'died' twice today, would you believe it or not? ”

"How?"

Maca asked, reaching out and pulling him up from the ground. After listening to Ron briefly explain everything that had happened before, he saw the other man reach into the tattered collar and pull out the necklace that only had a bottle cap left.

"I think that's probably what it does," Ron said, shaking his head, "remember?" The vial of ash that Professor Dumbledore left me! When I was unconscious...... Well, maybe it was just about to die, it shattered, and it left such an indelible mark on my chest. ”

Seeing Ron rip off his collar, Maca leaned in to look at it, and stretched out her finger to touch it. Immediately afterward, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

"Maca?" Seeing that he was pondering, Ron couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what kind of ashes it is?" ”

"Maybe it has something to do with the professor's phoenix Fawkes!"

Maca said casually, suddenly reaching out and scratching the skin of Ron's exposed chest again. Then, as soon as Ron let out a soft "whoop", there was an instant cut on the skin of his shoulder that was oozing blood.

"Maka, if you want to try, tell me in advance!"

But Maca only waved her hand, and nodded when she saw that the scratch had indeed begun to heal on its own.

"Although the details need further research, however, it may not be easy for you to die in the future!" He said to Ron, "It's just, it's better not to use this self-healing ability as your hole card, don't be reckless, you know?" ”

"Of course," Ron said immediately, shaking his head, "even if he can heal on his own, it will still hurt when it should hurt!" Especially the two times before, I felt that I was really not far from death, and that feeling was not pleasant! ”

"It's good to understand!"

With that, Maca reached out and put it on his shoulder, and said with a solemn expression:

"Let's go back to camp after the self-healing power...... Hopefully the guy you're talking about hasn't gone yet. ”

Before the words fell, before Ron could react, he felt a sudden flower in front of him. Immediately after, he found that Maca had taken him straight back to a corner of the clearing in the center of Camp St. Mungo's.

But when he looked left and right, it was as if Maca herself had not come back with him at all, and there was no one with him.

Just as Ron's heart was tightening, he heard Maca's voice pass by in his ears:

"You wait here, don't run around."

At the end of the sentence, there was no more silence, and Ron knew that Maca must have quietly left to find someone. And he himself seems to be the best not to wander around, in case he encounters that fake first, it will not be good.

But after Ron stayed where he was and stood stunned for a while, he realized that he didn't seem to really need to stand here stupidly.

"In the camp...... Nothing seems to have happened? ”

He looked around, and occasionally saw one or two figures walking through the tents, each busy with their own business.

But think about it, if that guy wants to leave, naturally he doesn't have to make any big noise. And for the other party's excellent disguise, it is obviously not difficult to take away an unsuspecting person.

And just as Ron was thinking alone in this corner, another familiar figure suddenly sounded behind him, causing him to immediately turn around.

"Ron? You're back? ”

It's Ginny!

Thankfully, at least even if the fake maca had already taken someone away, that person wasn't Ginny!

"Ginny, are you alright? Nothing happened, right? ”

"Something? What can happen to me in this camp? Ginny slapped his hand away, then looked him up and down, left and right, and said, "That's what I asked you, right?" Didn't you go to accept Wei? Neville and they came back, but you ...... What kind of hero! ”

Ginny swirled him around, inspected all the torn spots on his clothes, and found nothing wrong before slapping him the back.

"Say! What the hell is going on? ”

"Ouch"

Ron covered his waist with his backhand and said a little embarrassed:

"It's okay, it's really okay! I just went looking for Maca...... Let's talk about it later! ”

Although his unexpected self-healing ability had already repaired the injury on his back, the near-fatal injury at the time was not fake, and he still had palpitations until now. The pain of Ginny's slap just now suddenly reminded him of the near-death experience, and a layer of slippery cold sweat immediately oozed from his forehead.

However, he could blame Ginny for this, after all, Ginny was also a way to express his worries...... Although, this method is somewhat crude.

But at this moment, Ginny frowned and said:

"Looking for Maca? Isn't Maca in the camp? I saw him go to Luna just now......"

"Is it Luna?"