Chapter 2484

"Are you sure you want to do it to me?"

At the moment of this sound, Harry hesitated, and the Gryffindor sword that had fallen into the neck of the devil's gluttony finally stopped.

He was stunned, then quickly turned his head and looked at Hermione next to him. Then he saw a flash of surprise in Hermione's eyes.

"It's Haier Bo!"

Hermione paused and couldn't help whispering, and Harry nodded at the words - he recognized that the familiar voice undoubtedly belonged to the despicable halbo of the ancient black wizard! So far, they have dealt with each other several times. How can they not tell?

However, although Harry immediately stopped the movement of his hand, he did not choose to withdraw his sword. Even from their experience of facing halber several times, it would not be wrong to stay away from each other for the time being, but in terms of the current situation, Harry's intuition told Harry that he shouldn't retreat here.

The sound came from the demon gluttony under the blade. Now Gryffindor's sword is on each other's neck. Why did he retreat?

Harry nodded slightly at Hermione, then stared at the gluttony on the ground and shouted:

"What do you mean 'I'm sure I'll do it to you'? Up to now, you can't ask something meaningful?"

However, Harry's voice dropped a little, but he saw that halber didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all, and repeated again in his dull voice:

"I ask again, are you sure you want to do it to me?"

"I --"

Harry immediately wanted to say something more, but the next moment Hermione raised his arm and stopped him from speaking.

"He may not be... Talking to us."

"Huh?"

Harry was stunned. Then he seemed to realize something. Suddenly he looked up at the figure leaning on the back of the throne not far away.

Then there was another moment of silence. It was not until halber's words echoed for the third time in the hall that Hermione and Harry, as well as lupin under the stairs, saw that the Lord of the living corpse finally straightened up a little, lowered his eyes, looked down at the devil's gluttony on the floor and said slowly:

"It's just a body... When you left it under my eyes, you should have planned to treat it as a consumable. Because I think you know, I've never liked you."

When the Lord of the living corpse said this, there was another pause.

"Hum," said helbo coldly, "it's just a body"... Yes! There may be no one in the world who is more suitable to say this sentence than you. It's very persuasive. "

This time, there was a strong irony in halber's words, which even Harry could hear.

But the Lord of the living corpse on the throne didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore. He saw the former wave his hand at Harry and slightly signal:

"Cut it off! This body is occupied by him, but it is still a devil - Mr. Potter, I give it to you. Besides, you should all know who he is. I think it's better not to listen to his words, don't you think?"

Here Harry stared at the figure on the throne, listening to the other party's advice, but his heart was very confused. When he couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, he thought for a moment, and finally turned around and looked at Hermione again.

Hermione saw that Harry looked at himself again. Naturally, she knew why Harry hesitated. Even though Harry's brain may not be as good as hers, the other party's intuition is always good - he obviously heard something that people care about in the short conversation between the Lord of the corpse and halbona.

It's just, if you don't do it now, what should she and Harry do standing here? Are you going to be stunned?

While Harry and Hermione hesitated a little, halber's voice came out of the collapsed body of the devil's gluttony again:

"In fact, you're right. I didn't intend to take this body back. It's just a body. Even the devil's body is no big deal to me... But I said, what about you? Hum, do you need me to teach you the correct method of soul division? With your magic talent, I'm sure I can learn it once I learn it."

Halbo's words echoed faintly in the hall, containing a tempting taste, which made all the Wizards in the hall feel a little frightened.

This is not a metaphor, but a real magic power, which is probably only the ability of a powerful wizard who has deeply studied the magic of language, such as halbo.

To be honest, some people really can't help but want to immediately agree with the proposal just made by the Lord of the corpse. If you really can't listen to the words of such a despicable halbo, you'd better not listen, lest you fall into it and never get out again.

Of course, people like Harry who have exercised their spiritual will in honing the sword of Gryffindor will not be easily affected by each other's words.

Hermione naturally won't, because she knows the importance of staying awake all the time. As early as the beginning, her hand in her sleeve had clenched a rune card. The constant power such as niwen symbols can ensure that her will is more firm and consistent to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, neither Gryffindor sword nor mysterious ancient magic text can help people think. They need to sort out the current situation by themselves.

For example, what exactly did halber mean by what he said to the Lord of the corpse; Or what does halber want to say to the Lord of the corpse and to the others here at this juncture?

Yes, some of the deep meanings Hermione had already realized, but

Just as Hermione stood in place, secretly wary and meditating, and Harry waited for the smarter Hermione to give him a direction of action, halber spoke again, leaving them no time to think about anything else.

"Don't you want to learn?" said halber's voice. "That's ok... Things have been done. I'll give you this body. Cut it if you want! I just hope you don't break your oath to Ms. Kern... The second stage of the plan will begin! Goodbye... Marca McLean."

When the voice settled, Haier Bo's will seemed to have completely left, and the hall became a dead silence again. Only the last name is left, which still echoes in everyone's heart and is always difficult to disappear.