In front of the small building of Old George's house, the gold-leaf privet and the blue-purple azaleas were only left with dead branches stacked with snow.

Standing outside the snow-covered lawn, a breeze blowing, Jensen hurriedly tightened his collar: "Shhh

His companion's words seemed to be far away, and Kevin stared intently at the room in front of him. He saw that behind the bright window, Grandpa George was cutting out the newspapers he had read today. Grandma, dressed in an apron, had just come out of the kitchen and called upstairs, and her young self quickly pushed open the door and ran down in a hurry.

His vision was a little blurry, he rubbed his eyes, and the small building in front of him was back in dilapidation. In the darkness, only a cold glimmer of moonlight poured into the window, reflecting the outlines of the tables and chairs.

Seeing his friend come back to his senses, Jensen asked, "Didn't you say that the property belonged to Christine? Why did you look like no one had lived in it for a long time?"

"She also suffers. Kevin's voice trembled a little, "Jensen, you go back first." ”

"How can this work?" the friend's face was resolute, and Jensen suddenly noticed something unusual, "You see something, don't you?"

"Honestly, I should have stopped you when you were outside the school. Kevin didn't answer directly, he put his arms around his companion's shoulders, his eyes full of earnestness, "Jensen, it's still early, go back quickly." ”

"He can't go back. ”

A voice followed across the street, and the moment the words fell, the crackling of the spell suddenly sounded. However, Kevin, who had already been vigilant in his heart, quickly drew his wand and shook his hand and said, "Remove your weapon." In the next second, the bright light flashed, and the two magic spells were extinguished.

It all happened between lightning and flint, and Jensen hurriedly drew his wand, and Kevin whispered while holding his wand to confront the raiders across the street, "Behind you!"

Not far away, a man dressed as a cleaner was walking towards here, and when he saw Jensen turn around, he drew his wand: "Faint!"

"Except for your weapons!" Jensen swung his baton in time.

"Crackle!"

In the process of the two red lights disappearing together, Kevin's side had already received three spells from the other party in a row, noticing that the enemy had no murderous intentions towards Jensen, he was sure in his heart, and the moment he raised his foot, he had already come to the other side of the street, and the fist in his hand was smashed against the raider.

"Bang!"

The expected scene of his opponent being smashed into the air did not appear, but a huge force suddenly emerged and violently repelled him. The snow was plowed out of two ruts, and Kevin tried his best to stop his body, and finally stopped in front of the small building, his feet deep in the mud.

He had the heart to fight again, but as soon as he stood still, Jensen had already passed out under the attack of two enemies, and disappeared into the distorted space by the man dressed as a cleaner.

"Armor for protection. The raider across the street cast a spell on himself, muttering words that were full of the aftermath of the catastrophe, "The information is correct, and it is good that you have prepared in advance." ”

"Whew!"

Kevin had already let go of his keen senses, and the other party's words suddenly made him look abrupt. Exhaling slowly, he focused his attention on the other party, and the air around him suddenly froze.

"I'm sure you've heard it and know what you think. The person across the street suddenly spoke, "It's nothing more than using the rapid increase in the frequency of attacks to break through my armor." ”

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no fear, Kevin said in a deep voice: "Don't play tricks with me!"

"Oh, don't rush to do it, there's not much time left for you. The man shook his finger with a playful expression, "In three minutes, before I can show up in front of them, your good friend will die." ”

The moment the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly struck, and a fist was already hovering in front of the man. He held his breath instantly, and in the ice and snow, a bead of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead. Even with the armor talisman charm, the sense of terror between life and death still made him panic.

Seeing Kevin's look of choosing people, he hurriedly took a step back: "I'm just an outcast, it's useless for you to kill it!"

"Less nonsense!" Kevin gritted his teeth as he lowered his fist, "Do what you have to do!"

Hearing this, the man swallowed hard, moved in front of Kevin, and put a hand on the latter's shoulder.

"Apparition shifting. ”

As soon as he read it, the space suddenly distorted, and the next second that the two disappeared, several white smoke descended on this place.

"Tsk!

"Leave half of the people to stay here, and the other half of me will go back to the headquarters with me and bring the search equipment. Race against time, fast!"

......

A plain stretching along the coastline, bordered by seaside cliffs on one side and towering mountains on the other. On the snow-covered plains, there is a 100-metre-long dry meadow painted with a skeletal Ouroboros. Dozens of black-robed men stood on the periphery with brightly tipped wands, shining through the area.

On the dry grass, Benson whispered in the ear of Evans, who was beside him, "With the blessing of the Dark Lord's bloodline power, the odds of winning are very high. But what I want you to do is not only torture him, but also find a fatal blow in the air. ”

"It's not ......"

"Be quiet, the so-called revival of the Dark Lord, that's for the grass on the wall. Benson hurriedly interrupted Evans's question, "The master has long since died, this time it's for the sake of the little master, just do it." He patted the latter on the shoulder, and then retreated out of the circle in response to the other's call.

Under the fluorescent light, Evans's pale face was full of green muscles, and the two people who appeared instantly were reflected in the clear iris of his eyes.

"Evans!"

The next second he stood firm, seeing the former family in front of him, Kevin couldn't help but exclaim. Taking advantage of his stunned efforts, the people who brought him over fled to the outer crowd in a hurry.

In response to the call, Evans expressed without emotion: "Duel with me, I die, and he lives." As he spoke, he pointed to a black-robed man.

The man was holding a wand at the unconscious Jensen, and when he saw Kevin looking over, he smiled.

"Tell me who cast the Imperius Curse on you!" Kevin said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, even if the original Evans is recovered, there are so many people here, you can't save him and your companions. Evans raised his wand, "If you lose, your companion will die for you." ”

"Is that really going to be the case?" said Kevin, staring at Evans in front of him, his wand clutched tightly.

"Pain is inevitable! Only then can the Dark Lord's will be revived!"

The incitement caused many of the Death Eaters around them to look fanatical, and those who had escaped earlier were now hiding behind the crowd, gasping for breath. At this moment, someone suddenly grabbed his clothes, he turned his head and saw a smiling face full of scars, and quickly buried his head down.

"Oh, you're in the dark, you don't know it!" Kevin mocked, laughing angrily.

"Drill the heart and cut the bones!"

"Faint!"

Evans' staff burst into a dazzling red light, successfully stopping Kevin's attempts to uncover the truth. The latter immediately resisted, and the two magical lightning bolts collided rapidly, forming a convective shock wave in the center, followed by a piercing sound that continued.

In the field, the faint light emitted by the fluorescent flickers used by everyone was instantly dyed red by two magical lightning bolts that continued to consume each other. Seeing that Kevin's magic lightning was getting shorter and shorter, and his face showed an extremely unbearable look of pain, the Death Eaters let out a sharp maniacal laugh one after another, and with a pair of thick bloodshot eyes, it looked particularly sickly.

"Broken bones!"

"Bang!"

The laughter didn't last long, and a sudden spell interrupted the crazy atmosphere, and a black-robed man on the periphery fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

White smoke appeared in mid-air, and Benson raised his head and roared: "The night is our home field, go up brothers, welcome the guests from afar!"