Chapter 146： Hut behind the cemetery (modified)

Allen After they returned to the warm and comfortable room, they immediately sent owls to Professor Leonard and Professor Flitwick.

The sky gradually darkened, and the harsh and ruthless snow began to wreak havoc again. The gusts of wind blew outside, blowing the falling snowflakes into scattered, and the snowflakes flew into the infinite vortex.

Sometimes the wind weakens, and snowflakes follow one by one, silently and endlessly flying round and round, gently falling on the ground gradually darkened by darkness.

"Uncle Leonard hasn't written back yet?" Jessica lay on the table boredom, watching the knitting needles on the sofa keep interlacing.

Allen looked at the snow outside the window, and still had time in his mind to wonder: Is it the Roman **** Jupiter pulling the goose feathers on Mount Olympus, or are the holy angels shaking off their feathers? ... or which neighbor in the neighborhood shakes dandruff on the roof?

Ian leaped from the bench by the window, he was determined not to wait for the owl's reply, "It's silly of us to wait like this!"

His words successfully attracted the attention of Jessica and Allen.

"If they were really gangsters in prison, they wouldn't be there waiting for us all the time." Ian's eyes brightened, and he thought of a good idea: "Let's stare at them first, in case these people shift their positions, We can also get the exact news. "

His suggestion was warmly responded by Jessica, young people always have a passionate blood, no fear.

Allen ’s resistance was ineffective. In Ian ’s words, “If you are timid, just stay by yourself, we must find an uncle.”

Allen had no choice but to leave a note on the table to tell them where they were going.

The weather was cold and bitter, and the snow outside was very heavy, like a white sheet covering the whole city.

After the phantom moved to New York City, Ian took Alan and Jessica to the Aoki Cemetery.

Hundreds of gorgeously decorated cemeteries stood on the vast ground. Shirayuki is full of elaborately carved statues, with white hats on their weird heads.

There are also some unpretentious cemeteries. In the baptism of heavy snow, each of its tombs is neatly covered by snow. Tall buildings wrapped in white by snow form a solemn rank around the stone graves.

At this time, the darkness had completely shrouded the earth, except for the small house where the cemetery night watchman lived was still emitting weak lights, and the cemetery was dark.

Three bold wizards patrolled around Aoki Cemetery, but found no suspicious signs.

"Alan, did you hear it wrong?" Jessica rubbed her hand in the cold, and she froze.

"Allen won't get it wrong." Instead, Ian believes in Allen, who is about to become his opponent.

"Look, there is a small house there." Allen pointed to the back of the cemetery. In the shadow next to the wall, there was a small two-storey house in the Italian style.

Its windows are closed, it looks silent, it seems that the owner has left.

Around it, there are many cold-resistant, trees, but these trees do not grow up, swaying in the biting cold wind.

"Why haven't we walked so many times before to find this house?" Jessica asked.

"It may be that a secret spell was cast, and then we don't know when it was broken, we can see it." Allen guessed.

"In any case, this must be related to the wizard. Let's go up and see." The courage and perseverance of Ian's temperament are most vividly reflected at this time, and he wanted to go forward after he finished.

"There are guards outside, we have to think of a way." Jessica also hurriedly grabbed her brother.

Falling behind Alan summoned two flying brooms from the storage space, "We can fly over."

"You look more than girls when you go out." Jessica sighed.

After a little speechless Allen cast a phantom body curse for everyone, the three of them flew up, braved the cold wind, flew high, and fell silently into the yard.

Several of their cat waists hid under a window edge. Allen heard the voice inside, "Do you have any friends?"

"No!" A very hard voice came, and Allen almost exclaimed, it was Leonard's voice, he was caught!

"How do you know we are here?" A cold voice came.

"Hmph!" Leonard said nothing with a painful mumble.

"If you don't come here, you don't want to tell the truth! Drill your heart!"

Leonard's screams increased instantaneously, and Jessica and Ian both heard who the owner of the voice was. They were held firmly by Allen, and they only refrained from the urge to immediately come forward to rescue.

"Boss, shall we evacuate first?" A greasy voice sounded.

"No, Tiberium will deliver the goods to me right away, we can't evacuate. Continue torture." A very cold voice, giving a cool voice to the back, gave orders.

The room continued to hear Leonard's wailing.

At this time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Three masked black robe wizards suddenly appeared in the yard. They carried a large box, which was wet and dripping water into ice on the edge. The short wizard who walked in the middle continuously cut off the ice edge that was about to touch the ground.

"I went in to check the situation, you are here, don't move around." Alan acted before Jessica and Ian started arguing, leaving them a back view-only his last statement came from the darkness, I still have a few oranges in my bag, come back and eat them for you. "

Although Jessica ’s brother did n’t know why Allen suddenly mentioned eating oranges, they gave the two people an inexplicable feeling ...

Allen Tail entered the room with three foreign wizards.

Saw Leonard's face covered with scars at a glance, apparently suffered some abuse. His hands and feet were locked in long shackles and he could not move.

In addition, this room is the most striking is a wizard sitting by the arched fireplace.

Looks like an eagle, with an arrogant look and full of murderous energy.

This person seems to be an agile, cruel, cruel, hard-working person who does nothing without any worries.

Coupled with his thick white hair, the deep scar that stretched from the nose to the temples, made this face that was shocking at first, and added a bit of brutal ferocity.

On his right, a dark, thin, small wizard with a magic wand in his hand, staring at the three wizards who came in. Greed left many folds in the corners of his eyes, and the vicious and greedy viciousness like a wolf wobbled on his face.

"You are late, Tibery!" Sitting by the fire, the white-haired witch who brought Allen an endless threat, with a dark voice and terrifying voice.