Chapter 2559

Halbo escaped!

When the dazzling pillar of light pierced the clouds again and fell silently from high altitude, Haier Bo, who was aware in advance, broke through the siege of several teams of Pegasus Knights decisively and fled quickly to the West. Although Luna and Hannah, who are always on alert, try their best to run the anti space mobile array, the other party is also very fast, and almost nothing can keep up with them except Neville's patron saint.

Neville saw that although he could barely get rid of the other party, he had no way to take the guy alone. If he chased far alone, he would put himself in danger, so he had to give up soon.

Not long ago, after leaving the array range where the coverage space is not too wide, Haier Bona's painted black figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But speaking of it, although Haier Bourbon acted like that, he suddenly chose to run away when the situation was unfavorable... Even for everyone who was the enemy, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

But in terms of this situation, it is definitely an exciting achievement for everyone to be able to force helbo back in a positive way and even let the guy suffer a seemingly serious injury!

It's just that the price everyone has paid is really not small.

"Hermione, how's Harry's injury?"

Neville, who could only let helbo disappear in the distance, hurried back because he was still worried about Harry's injury. Before, the Pegasus Knights chased all the way in vain. Now it seems that they are still carefully exploring the location where halbo left, not to mention tracking down the other party's whereabouts! At least it is quite necessary to rule out the possibility of the other party hiding on the spot when it is not sure whether the guy has really left.

There is no doubt that with the temperament of the black wizard, this shameless behavior can really be done. No one will doubt it.

Regardless of the consistent attitude of the three families towards the outside world, it must be said that they are relatively reliable in handling the incident.

"The situation... Is not very good."

Here Hermione heard Neville's inquiry. She was bending down and busy. She didn't look up, but said in a hurry:

"As we all know, the power of Gryffindor's sword is not the same as it was when it hurt Luna. It should also be the power of rules. The power of rules enables it to divide and block everything... The effect of medicine is very bad..."

The power of rules can only be measured by rules.

Hermione used the simple array composed of ancient magic words to try to restrict the power of Gryffindor sword remaining in Harry's wound. At the same time, she used a lot of healing potions, but only slightly controlled the amount of bleeding, so that the injury would not get worse.

Harry's sword rubbed his stomach and perhaps hurt his spine. Even Hermione couldn't tell whether it would soon endanger his life.

And just then, a figure suddenly squeezed in from the surrounding crowd.

"Excuse me, maybe... I can help him."

"Miss brova?" Hermione quickly raised her head, only a little stunned, and then said, "please, miss brova, if you can, please help Harry -"

In Hermione's impression, Willie, who always has a low sense of existence, is obviously not a candidate that people want to rely on, but it is probably because the girl always doesn't talk much! It is rare to say a word at such a critical moment, coupled with her identity and recent actions, it seems quite reliable.

Perhaps for a similar reason, Hannah and others who were originally crowded in front also involuntarily made way for Willie so that she could come to Harry smoothly.

"Don't worry," said Willie, still calm. After squatting on Harry's side, she rummaged through her large satchel and said to Hermione across the street, "Mr. Potter is also my... Friend."

Before Hermione could say anything more, she saw that Willie had turned out a small cloth bag as big as a palm from her bag, twisted out a few things that looked like fresh white seeds from it, and gently sprinkled them on Harry's wound. Then Willy stretched out her hand and stroked there. With a faint green glow, a cluster of buds grew rapidly.

It was undoubtedly a few white plants, from sprouting and branching to green leaves spreading and flowers blooming. The whole process was only a few seconds, and then suddenly withered and decayed under the press of Willy's hand.

Planting flowers on people is the only wonderful sight that everyone here has ever seen in their life, but the effect of vitality transmission and transformation is extremely intuitive - under the strong and decadent roots, Harry's wound has healed with the naked eye.

"This is... The magic recorded in the ancient books of Druids. Only people with absolute talents can master it..."

Not far away, I don't know when the Rossi family old man who came here from a distance couldn't help sighing so softly when he saw this picture.

Next to him, the current owner of the matuseyevich family seemed to say:

"Just now I heard that Miss Granger said that her last name seems to be Bulova."

"Well," the old man frowned, "I haven't heard... The brova family has such a history!"

"Who said no?"

At the same time, Willie put the white palm above Harry's abdomen, but she didn't take it back immediately after the wound had healed, and the faint green light still surged silently on Harry.

Her eyebrows were frowning slightly, and after a moment, she finally gathered her strength.

"How about Miss brova?"

Hermione on the other side had naturally observed the subtle changes in Willie's expression. Although Harry's wound was indeed invisible, she couldn't help asking with some worry.

"It should be all right." Villette paused, then raised her head and said, "the injury has been controlled. As long as the force that hinders healing dissipates gradually, the sword injury can be completely recovered. However, during this period, we have to replenish vitality regularly to prevent the wound from cracking again."

"Really?" Hermione nodded her head and thanked her, "thank you... Thank you! Without you, I wouldn't know how to face Ginny in the future!"

After confirming that Harry seemed to be all right, she thanked Willie again and again before she had the time to look in the direction of halbo's departure.

Although she was in a panic just now, she still knew about the guy's escape, but she didn't have the heart to take care of it. Now she finally had the spare strength, but unexpectedly, after relaxing, a surge of fatigue rushed all over her body, making her no longer interested in thinking about the next action for a time.

"Let's find a place to rest... Wait, that's -"

Hermione seemed to see something.