Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“It鈥檚 really awkward!”

After a period of rest, waiting for the potion’s efficacy to work, Marx finally got a little moving. So he laughed at himself, and propped himself up, leaning against a wall that was halfway down.

At this moment, the fog is still scary, giving the impression that the whole person is soaked in a huge pool filled with milk. If you can still see the ground sitting underneath and the brick wall behind you, Marx is supposed to wonder if he is experiencing problems with his eyes.

It is also because of this rich fog, Marx’s magic power perception is reduced by more than half. This is obviously a rather unfavorable state for his current situation.

Because of the several confrontations with Herpo during this time, the other party seems to be completely immune to the negative effects of fog. Not only that, but the diffuse fog will give Herpo some benefits.

It is conceivable that if Herpo is now approaching here, I am afraid that Marx will be able to find it when it is very close.

But then again, the most confusing thing about Marx now is why Herpo hasn’t appeared yet?

“Don’t you say that the close-up explosion just caused some harm to himself?”

The idea just came to mind, and Marx immediately shook his head and pulled it aside鈥攏ot possible, even himself, could survive under the protection of the temporary magic barrier, possessing the devil’s body. How could Herpo hurt?

But in this case, what exactly is Herpo doing during the time after the explosion?

As Marx secretly hesitated, suddenly, a fierce attraction that made Marx feel familiar was embarrassingly appearing in a certain direction, like a whale swallowing the pulling of the dense fog around the center of the explosion.

Marx, who was in the flowing mist, had to spend a lot of spiritual power to turn on the “arrogant” rune and stabilize his soul.

Yes, this kind of suction is exactly the same as the effect of the mirror that was originally swallowed. At most, the power of swallowing is almost inferior.

“Herpo.”

Marx is almost certain that the source of this attraction is Herpo himself. At the same time, he finally understood why Herpo didn’t immediately catch up with him.

It seems that Herpo wants to repair his broken body by borrowing a lot of mist released after the corpse.

However, even if Marx can infer this, he can’t do anything about it. In his current state, it is quite difficult to resist this suction alone.

However, I don’t know if it is Marx’s “lucky” or “unfortunate”. Herpo sucks up the fog quite quickly. In a short while, he only felt that his vision became clearer and clearer. It is obvious that the part of the highest density fog is already being exhausted by the other party.

Not only that, but according to the current situation, the fog that was originally shrouded in the outer suburbs of London has to be reduced by a circle…

But the corresponding, but Herpo’s body is also rapidly recovering, and the weaknesses exposed by the hard anti-meteorites have now ceased to exist.

Under the circumstance, the next fate of Marx is clearly self-evident.

After a while, the suction that tore the Marx soul disappeared. It seems that Herpo should have swallowed enough fog.

As for whether he still has to “digest and absorb” for a while, it is not something Marx can guess.

However, at the moment when the suction stopped, Marx immediately dissipated the arrogant rune, and then took out a broomstick and turned the whole body up.

It is absolutely unwise to continue to stay until now, and if possible, it is better to leave early.

That’s right, if possible –

鈥減eng!鈥?

It wasn’t far before I flew out. Marx suddenly got black, and immediately he felt that he had hit an extremely hard thing.

You know, the nearby buildings can be flattened by the previous explosion, so what else can he hit in midair?

Perhaps the reason why Marx’s reaction ability has become dull is that he has just consumed a lot of mental power to resist suction. It was only until he fell with the broom to the ground that he realized that Herpo had come over.

“bang!”

As it approached the ground, Marx finally released an impulse in time to offset the speed of the fall. Then he “pa ta” fell to the ground.

The body that had not healed, through this fall, was a painful sweep of the whole body, which made Marx take a sigh of relief.

However, he quickly turned over and sat up.

At this time, Herpo had already fallen back to the ground from the air, so he stood in front of him and looked at him quietly.

“recovered?”

Marx sat cross-legged in the middle of the ruin, glaring at the right arm that the other person had re-emerged, to ask a question, when already knows the answer.

On the other hand, Herpo also cooperated, and then followed:

“Well, but you are hurt.”

There is no shortage of rhetoric in the other’s words, but it is incredibly flat, and there is no great irony in Marx’s anticipation. It is also conceivable that Herpo is not a person like Malfoy after all, he can not bother… or say, he will never be satisfied with the victory between words.

“Yeah!” Marx frowned and said slowly. “This world is like this. No one knows what the next second will be like. – Let’s do it! But I will say it first, but I won’t sit.” Waiting to die.”

Even if the sitting posture is very embarrassing, Marx’s expression has not changed, calm and mixed with a little light, it seems that I have already thought that I might be ushered in such a day.

“Oh, of course… of course!” Herpo nodded, “I didn’t expect you to compromise with me – just like you just didn’t think I would give up from start to finish.”

When he said this, he suddenly raised his hand, and a group of his body-like black ink appeared in his palm, and it seemed to be rushing toward Marx at any time.

Marx didn’t move, he just sat on the ground, unable to squint at Herpo’s every move. It may be that he knows that he has no ability to attack in his own state, so he plans to try a defensive counterattack strategy.

For a time, it seems that even the surrounding air has solidified, and the whole scene is on the verge.