"No! This... Impossible!"
Halber covered his chest with one hand, and the black flame rose in his palm, as if repairing his sword wound reluctantly stabbed by Harry. But his dark eyes, which once belonged to the devil, still stared at the living corpse boy Rebecca.
Although I couldn't understand his expression, I could still hear it from his whisper, which contained more than a little surprise.
However, at the next moment, the surprise and doubt in halbo's eyes were immediately replaced by another emotion. He shook his head and ignored Harry, who was eager to try again after recalling the broomstick, but whispered in a very small voice:
"Impossible..."
"Even if he has... But he has surrendered to the teacher, how dare he?"
"With his ability and the strength of the teacher, he must be very clear - the power of the three-level rule is not at the same level as the power mastered by ordinary people like you and me! Even if you still disagree, what can you do?"
"You just... Can't get along with me as a teacher and disciple in such an insignificant place."
Helbo muttered alone there. Hermione, who had come nearby, listened carefully. Just don't say that his self-talk is vague and inaudible. In fact, even if Hermione can hear it clearly, she is not familiar with ancient Greek. She can't understand what Haier Bo said in "hometown dialect".
But in any case, this is obviously an opportunity - even if it is likely to be another trap set by this despicable Haier Bo.
"Harry!"
Hermione, hiding behind the ruins of a house below them, did not speak, but burned Harry's thigh with both sides' R.A. coins, and then secretly gave each other a look.
After seeing Harry glancing back at her side, Hermione turned her head and looked at the others behind her. Her intention was obvious.
Immediately, everyone nodded, including Willie, who gently raised her wand, indicating that she would act together later.
Fight halbo.
This idea has lingered in everyone's mind for a long time. Until now, they seem to finally have the qualification to fight each other together. Even if you are as cautious as Hermione, you don't want to miss this opportunity today.
Of course
"But not yet." Hermione raised her hand and motioned, "wait... Wait..."
At this time, there was a group of people on the scene, talking in a low voice.
They seem to be waiting for something
"Hey! We seem... Saved? But in this case, is that... No, I mean, what should we do now?" Yegor carried the sword in his hand. The expression on the hard man's face was more confused than the rest of his life.
Due to the sudden appearance of Harry and Rebecca, halber's attention has been distracted, and the power of the black flame wave has been greatly reduced. With the insistence of the remaining members of the choir, the near death crisis has been eliminated for a while - at least they can last a little longer.
Samuel could not help shaking his head when he heard Yegor's murmur.
"Who knows?" He took time to sigh, "at least, we may not have to die now."
The big man Yegor clenched his eyebrows, looked at the two sides who were inexplicably deadlocked in the air, subconsciously looked at the eastern horizon behind him, took a glance, and then sighed.
"Do we really have to wait until we die?" He muttered again.
Almost at the moment when Yegor finished speaking, Haier Bo in the air suddenly took the initiative to break away from the trance like state, and suddenly flashed and moved to the distance while looking up.
This powerful and despicable old man, who never seemed to have any reserve as a strong man, although he did have a moment of distraction just now, it was not surprising that it was also a trap for Harry and others.
But now these little things are no longer important, because at the next moment, the vision suddenly burst out!
It was an extremely strong silver white light column, which immediately pierced the clouds in the sky from top to bottom and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. The whole process is not only too fast for people to react, but also completely silent. In a flash of consternation, Hermione, who has always been observing the status quo in the dark, was surprised by Haier Bona's rapid and strange reaction speed.
She was surprised that Haier Bo's strength might be stronger than she expected, but she could not help knowing for a time - sure enough, the changes in this battle are not endless.
Suddenly, the surprise and surprise of other companions were ignored. Hermione quickly turned her head and looked at the faces in the sea of fire.
Then she saw the relaxed expression on the faces of the two young male wizards.
"They are waiting!" Hermione thought, "this is originally a game. These wizards are all bait... If you dare to take so many elites as bait, the next hand is definitely not small."
At the thought of this, Hermione could not help but look worried.
"But do they really understand who the enemy is?"
Even Hermione could feel the strength contained in the pillar of light, but it was because of this that she was more worried that the real power of the human side finally shook her fist and waved, which is not a bad thing. However, the enemy is that halbo.
While Hermione was still worried about the sudden attack, she narrowly avoided halbo's initial attack, but her eyes had shifted from high altitude to other places.
Through his perception, he has locked the source of the sneak attack - a figure among the ruins of a square on the east side.
That's the complete chant group of 33033 people, which was really established by the current owner of the Rossi family!
Thousands of years ago, when the prestige of the four wizard families in Europe was still well known, even Haier Bo, who was not sealed at that time, had heard of its name.
It's a pity
"Is this the end?" Halber raised his eyebrows.
I felt that the momentum of the omniscient light column was weakening, and the originally dazzling silver white light slowly converged. Others saw that there was originally a very fast light fog in the light column. But now, it seems that the flow rate of the silver light fog from the patron saint's curse has greatly decreased, and it can gradually distinguish its original appearance.
"Also, it's not easy for a family to survive a thousand years." Haier Bo looked at the East and said, "even a family that once intended to reproduce the strongest magic in the past has become like this. Sure enough, only the teacher is right!"