Chapter 321: Werewolves

Most of the walls were shattered by the snow monster's massive body, and it jumped into the courtyard to look around, but the fog was too thick to block its view, and it didn't find Roger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With another roar, the snow monster landed on its upper limbs twice, stood upright, rushed into the thick fog, and disappeared without a trace. But he could hear the shrill grinding and sirens of the car blocking his way on the side of the road.

"The quality of the house is unexpectedly good~ It didn't collapse. Roger walked back slowly, patting the gravel dust on his clothes, and grinning through the hole in his messy living room.

"It's so fun to laugh... What the hell did you do?" asked Caroline, who walked out of the room with her arms in her arms.

"It's okay with me, I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school, and it's not realistic to conjure a snow monster out of a book..."Roger spread his hands, indicating that he would not take the blame.

He walked back to the living room and picked up the novel that had been thrown on the floor, and he looked through it, and except for the cover, the pages inside had become blank, and there was not a trace of text left.

"I know a little bit about what is going on, though, but it's a little off... Not sure. Roger pulled out the change bag from Carrie from his trouser pocket and stuffed the empty novel into it.

"If it's not magic, can it be a natural phenomenon!?" Caroline sneered, not believing her brother's words.

"Remember the night we went to bomb the school before we moved to England?" Roger didn't care, after all, his credibility was a well-known thing.

"What do you mean..."

Roger continued: "The dense fog here probably doesn't have much to do with environmental pollution... At least there is no ...... in today's game."

"Hmm," Caroline asked hesitantly, "and what are we going to do now?"

"Don't you want to join in the fun of such a fun thing?" Roger raised his eyebrows at the old lady: "Fight the little monster... Bump Man's general treatment, how interesting. ”

It's unclear what Bumpman is, but Caroline is somewhat impressed. It's been an ordinary life in England for more than three years, and since the Ring of Helsin, every month of transformation has been saved... It's boring.

"Maybe you'll be able to be a superhero and be adored by the people, shouting your name on their lips..."Roger approached his sister's ear and whispered the aftermath of the fold: "Hairy Man! Hairy Man! Hairy Man !!"

"I'm more of your brother-in-law!" Caroline slapped her brother's head on the head, "I'm sure I'm going to have a nice nickname when that time comes..."

"Golden Monkey or Kobold?Anyway, it matches your image quite well~" Roger interjected with a laugh.

At this time, the residents of Tulip Road came out of their houses to investigate the situation because they heard the movement. Although Roger couldn't see it, the cursing voices of the neighbors around him could still be heard clearly.

"F_uck! What bastard is driving out in this weather! My Mercedes is stuck in the fence now!"

"It's not just you! My engine cover is dented in a big piece!!And this kind of ghost weather camera can't catch anything!!it!It's a vicious attack!"

"Oh, I've got a lot of balance in my mind when I hear you say that... I don't seem to have any major problems with my car..."

"I think I heard the roar of a lion just now... Maybe a zoo truck is passing by..."

Roger and Caroline looked at each other, and they both looked at the hole in their house... When the fog clears, how can this be explained in order to get by?

"Roger, Caroline, are you two alright, can you hear me?" the cries of Granger and his wife came from the side of the road, and her house was the closest to her.

"Don't worry, we're fine. Roger answered them and greeted them, but he could not let them see the virtue of his house.

"Oh, it's okay..."Mrs. Granger grabbed the arms of the two siblings and looked up and down worriedly, "It seems that the huge movement from the direction of your house came from the direction of your house... Alas, why are you getting dirty..."

"Uh... The fog was too thick, and I accidentally fell on the fifth day of the new year. Roger said with a relaxed expression.

"Why are you so careless," said Mrs. Granger, "if you don't hurt anything, I'll show you at home." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the clothes are dirty. Roger said quickly.

"It's not like usual, something seems to be wrong today..."Mr. Granger also enthusiastically helped: "We are a little worried about you two children living by yourself, come to my house tonight, and we can continue to talk about the horror writing of time-traveling novels..."

Roger rolled his eyes vaguely, always feeling that the last half of Mr. Granger's sentence was the real reason...

And he was going to drag Caroline with him to find the snow monster to play happily, so the boy shook his head and said, "No, I ......"

But before he could finish his refusal, a terrible wolf howl came from behind the Grangers, and a gray-haired werewolf in athletic shorts stumbled past them with ink on its body.

Roger looked at the figure of the werewolf who soon disappeared into the fog, turned his head and said, "Hey, look, Caroline, your relatives..."

"Smack!" replied with a hammer.

"Hermione!" exclaimed Mr. Granger, who immediately turned and rushed in the direction of his house, while not forgetting to tell his wife and Roger, "Stay here and don't move!

In this case, how could Mrs. Granger, as a mother, stand still and let out the same exclamation, and ran over.

Roger and Caroline naturally followed.

There was a fence next to it, and there was a stone path in the yard, and Mr. Granger ran quickly back to the door, but the door was locked. He and his wife both shouted their daughter's name, and pulled out the key and quickly unscrewed the door: "Hermione! Hermione!

"I'm fine!" Hermione walked briskly downstairs.

She looked a little frightened, and her wand was still clutched in her hand.

Seeing that his daughter was safe and sound, Mr. Granger breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, only to suddenly realize that he had just run past from the side of the road and did not seem to be a person?

"What the hell is going on... What was that one...?" he looked at his wife, somewhat uncertain.

"A werewolf... You read that right. Roger said behind them.