Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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Aaron leaned back and lay directly on the ground, staring at the gray sky above his head, breathing heavily, like a fish jumping from the water to the shore. The helplessness and pressure of helplessness made him almost About to suffocate. He tilted his head, wanting to relieve this unprecedented sense of despair, his gaze penetrated the black mist shield, and this gray wilderness ran into his eyes.

One after another gray silhouette resides in the gray wilderness. They are expressionless, they can’t cry or laugh, and they can’t read any emotional changes from his face. The only thing that can be noticed is despair and boundless despair. These dull silhouettes each and everyone succumb to the depression in the essence of this World. From time to time, some gloomy silhouettes turn into an irregular group of soul energy. In the distance, flying high into the sky, are the meteors that Aaron saw around him when he landed.

A strong sense of familiarity struck her heart. Observing the scenery outside, Aaron realized that it was not the first time he stepped into this place. This gloomy space, this stagnant, expressionless silhouette, the longer I stay, and the desire to leave. The less this feeling… the world he saw in dementor’s mind through Legilimency the time he conducted the dementor experiment. This area does not look like the human world, because it does not belong to the human world-is this the underworld? !

When the soul energy occasionally flew over the sky above his head, Aaron observed through the enhanced vision of the attribute potion that the distorted faces of those people were faintly discernible in the soul energy.

“Where is this, do you know how to leave?” Aaron did not give up any possibility, shouting hoarsely at the souls.

Some of the faces in the soul energy are as sluggish as a dead fish, ignoring him at all, while others are different. Aaron clearly sees the mouths on the faces in the soul energy closing and closing, as if telling him something, but because of the haze The fog not only restricts the line of sight, but also suppresses the distorted sound. Aaron can’t hear what they are saying-and he is not sure what the other person is saying.

Aaron’s fist fell on the black ground, and he yelled and tried to identify the meaning of the twisted lips: “Speak louder, what are you talking about?”

However, what came into Aaron’s ear was a strange sound, which came from a distance like a tide. Aaron opened his eyes wide and looked towards the distance, trying to see the source of the sound clearly, but the distance was too far, and the gray mist blocked his sight. He could only see all around. There seemed to be some ups and downs in the distance. The uncertain black waves moved slowly in the distance.

Aaron closed his eyes in frustration, a heart sinking continuously, is he just trapped here? Let the sense of despair that continues to gush out despite his efforts to ignore it to control him, and suck up his vitality little by little?

More than a long time later, Aaron eyes opened suddenly. He heard heavy, scattered footsteps, and the sound of dark metal armor rubbing between actions. He got up from the ground and watched vigilantly. direction.

The sound became louder and louder, and some non-humans appeared in Aaron’s vision through the gray fog. The most conspicuous of these non-humans is the 4 Knights in the middle, or it is more appropriate to call them the Knights of Death. They look like a decomposed corpse, with a black skeleton wrapped in rotten skin on their face. Rays of light shining with 2 points red. Some skeletons and zombies stiffly followed behind them, and dementors in black cloaks floated beside them.

Upon seeing this, Aaron only hopes that this black substance can not only imprison himself, but also protect himself from being harmed by these creatures that are almost zombie. But unfortunately, these inanimate souls are completely unaffected by the black matter, so they just walked in directly.

Aaron couldn’t help but backed up a few steps. He was not completely affected by this world. He kept thinking in his heart what kind of spell he should use in the event of a conflict. However, it seemed that he had little hope of surviving. He was a little bit desperate. Entangled in his heart.

“Witch, I’m here to collect debts from you!” A carved Viking half-faced helmet with a chain armor and a neck guard showed incomplete golden hair, and the death Knight with a Viking braid on his beard went straight to Aaron. Approaching. His voice was cold and empty, like an echo from a deep valley. As he approaches, you can see that although the center of his forehead is severely mutilated, under the rotten flesh, it can be seen that the five officials in front of him are quite handsome. He holds a huge round shield in his left hand, right hand Holding a Viking battle axe with a large lower hook, the chain mail robe and the already incomplete animal skin waistcoat rustled as he walked.

“My lord allows us to collect debts from you, you will die today.” The undead who was at least a circle smaller beside the Viking undead, dressed in an England ornamental burqa, and dressed as an 11th century muggle Knight also raised the Rider Head in his hand. sword. There is an arrow in the center of one of his eyes, only the tail feathers are exposed, and the gaze looking at Aaron in the other is quite terrifying-the red in his eyes is obviously better than the other dead because of anger. .

The other two Knights who wore costumes of the same period as them all wore nose helmets. One of them had an extraordinarily sturdy figure. He also took a step forward and drew out the Rider Head sword: “Although Lao Tzu has actually received your favor-this It’s not a private complaint, but you will die today.” In the end, the smaller Knight just said, “A believer of a false god, you and I didn’t know each other before.” Then both of his hands raised the short spear.

Aaron hearing this, who was on alert, couldn’t understand, “What debts are you asking me? What debts do you owe when you first went to this place? And these undead don’t know how many years they have been dead from their costumes. Obviously they all come from different countries…and believers of false gods?” Aaron, who was not too late to think about it, and even aggrieved, had to act first and wandless released an Incendio before they attacked.

But the opponent rushed directly to Aaron without even stopping. Aaron pressed his lips tightly, but the spell he can wandless now hits the opponent basically does not work, even if it is common sense that the undead are more afraid At most, the flames can only make these enemies stagger a few steps, failing to even stop them from advancing.

The Viking warrior didn’t give Aaron time to think, and slashed towards his left neck with an axe. Barely leaning over, Aaron dodged and rolled on the spot, gasping for breath to avoid the opponent’s pursuit, but the skeletons, zombie, and dementor formed a closed circle, surrounding him, and they approached Aaron little by little. Aaron has no way to escape.

The death Knight dressed as England Knight also rushed over. The sword in his hand stabbed Aaron fiercely. Aaron wanted to avoid him, but he was exhausted by the big man with the helmet of the Viking warrior. Living. Aaron’s head was deflected but he could not escape the opponent’s attack, but the expected pain was not at all. The blue light film on his body shielded him, and the opponent continued to stabbing without giving up, but it could not harm Aaron in the slightest.