When Ernst, who was lying on the beach, woke up from his coma, the surroundings had completely calmed down. There was no fog on the sea, no giant sea monsters, and no fatal threat, but it was clear that it was safe, but Ernst's heart somehow felt empty.
It's like... Forgetting something important?
With some effort, Ernst sat up and looked around for a week. At the same time, he was trying to recall some memory pictures before he fainted with his still dull brain.
Unfortunately, perhaps because the virtual shadow sea monster was good at spiritual attack, Ernst, who faced each other alone before, was so shocked that his memory was almost fragmented. Now, after a careful recall, what I can remember is only a discontinuous segment.
However, he still remembered that before he completely lost consciousness, it seemed that a tall figure appeared in front of him, blocking the powerful will attack of the sea monster for himself.
"Who... Is that?"
Ernst felt as if he had seen that figure somewhere. Even now, just looking back, he would feel a strong sense of deja vu emerging from the bottom of his heart.
The more he thought about it, the more confused he felt. After repeated memories, Ernst shook his head and put it aside for the time being. He raised his right hand and took a look. Slytherin's snake stick was still firmly held in his hand, even in a coma.
With a snake stick in his hand, he has at least some capital to stay and even take action in this disaster land... Although even stubborn runes is somewhat lacking in confidence after this battle.
"In a word, we have to get the boy Alexander back first... I don't know where the guy went to move the rescuers."
Ernst muttered, turned and looked inland to the north.
In fact, he was also very clear that even if he was in a desperate situation and almost died under the hands of the "virtual shadow sea monster", it did not mean that Alexander who fled first would be much safer than him. He doesn't know much about demons, but he also knows that they are definitely terrible enemies. Now, those demons are wandering around Britain!
Thinking about whether he should stay here and wait for Alexander so that the other party could not find him, or whether he should directly go north to find the other party, Ernst hesitated for a moment.
At this time, Ernst suddenly felt his chest numb and spread rapidly to his whole body, as if the whole person had been washed away by a weak current.
To be honest, this feeling was not uncomfortable, but it came too suddenly, which really surprised him.
But soon, Ernst realized where the electric feeling might come from - he subconsciously touched his chest, then put his left hand in from the collar and felt for it. Then he took a string and pulled out a small ring from his collar.
This ring is one of the few relics left to him by his mother. It was only a silver ring with a smooth surface. It doesn't look strange. But after I went to the ice cave of the ancient giant family with the old man and saw the photo of the ancient wizard who suspected his mother's ancestor, there were some simple patterns and symbols on it.
For such a long time since entering school, this slightly changed ring has not shown anything different from before, so that even Ernst only regards it as a memorial and symbol.
However, something seems to happen on this ring that hasn't moved for a long time.
Ernst frowned and looked down at the silver ring in his palm, but he still had no clue. Just a moment later, the electric feeling reappeared, which made him feel more and more concerned.
Just as Ernst was wondering whether he should put it on his finger and try it, the two intertwined whistling winds suddenly came faintly from the north sky, and finally made him return to his mind a little and look up.
Under the thick clouds, two figures riding broomsticks were too far away from the beach to let Ernst see the specific face of the comer immediately. It's just that he is too familiar with Alexander's clothes, such as the "earthy" plaid shirt and suit pants in Ernst's eyes, which Alexander, who is more used to Muggle clothes, likes to wear!
"I don't know how long I was in a coma." Ernst touched his still wet wizard robe, but his eyes still stayed in the distance. "The man next to the boy is... Is it Harry Potter?"
It may be the influence of Hermione and Harry. Now the Hogwarts people who act with them prefer to wear some Muggle clothes rather than the more popular clothes in the magic world. On this point, they have much in common with Alexander as Ernst knows.
Now, coupled with the silver shining sword held by the other party, Ernst guessed Harry's identity at once, even if he didn't see Harry's face clearly.
Yes, it was Harry and Alexander who hurried from the North battlefield. Because the trip was really in a hurry, they kept the flying speed of the broom at the highest point almost all the time, stayed a little closer, and even could see a sense of menace.
They came very quickly!
As soon as Ernst saw it, he simply gave up the idea of moving his feet to meet the past, because soon, the two figures who had just been in the sky had flown close and dived down.
"Ernst, are you okay? Are you hurt? What about that... The big guy? They say it's also a demon! Did it do anything to you?"
As soon as he landed on the ground, Alexander hurriedly came to Ernst with his broom. He threw down his broom and pulled it around him with concern on his face. Ernst had always been extremely uncomfortable with his excessive care and tried to clap his hand away angrily.
"Get out of the way! I'm fine... I said it's fine... Don't touch me!"
A moment's uproar made erns a little embarrassed. If it were normal, Harry would probably be very happy with this "full of friendship" scene. He wouldn't bother Alexander and Ernst's close relatives at all, but he couldn't do it today.
Hermione and Luna over there are still struggling to hold back "anger". Seeing that Ernst seems to be all right, he has no time to delay any more.
Even the specific experience of Ernst may be put on the way back.
"Well, Alexander, don't waste time... Enns, go on!"
Harry threw a spare broom over.