The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

"Are you blind? Didn't you really see the 'but I don't recommend' on the last line?! Or do you prefer to read this sentence but I don't mind?! Huh??" Olynworth felt himself Sooner or later, he will be killed by this anger.

"Please, it was written stroke by stroke, to let you know these secret techniques, but you can't practice them, you can't do them!! Do you know? Sometimes it's really just a forbidden technique recorded in a book It really doesn't work that well!

What if the technology he recorded not only can't help you do something, but also kills you, makes you lose your soul, falls into the abyss, and even locks your soul inside...

Do you really think these books are that simple?In case, the person who compiles that book hides his soul in that book in advance...and then induces you to release him...I don't dare to guess what will happen then! "

Orlingworth roared loudly, and finally looked at the black-haired boy in front of him.

Yan Zeyue's eyes were a little red.It looks quite aggrieved.

Orlynworth closed his eyes and leaned against the wall behind him, then slowly sat down on the ground and took a deep breath.After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at Yan Zeyue with that complicated look.

"Let me take a look again, I hope you won't be so brainless as to swallow my ashes." He pulled the collar of the person in front of him expressionlessly, pulled him over, and then looked straight into his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to have fallen into an uncomfortable vortex, and he entered that depressing space again—the rooftop of his previous life.

He quietly watched Sen Miao hurting himself like crazy, and then slowly put his hands on the blood formation, closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be just feeling the pain of his own blood. The drawn blood array.

Oliver frowned and watched this scene. He knew that if there was nothing wrong with what he remembered and nothing went wrong, then the next step would be... to name the person he wanted to protect.

"Keep him safe. Keep Ying Lieyuan safe." A teardrop flashed across Sen Miao's eyes.

There is silence in the air...

Sen Miao suddenly took out a large-looking box from her arms, and solemnly placed the box next to the blood formation she had drawn.

This scene immediately made Orlingworth nervous. He quickly stood up, walked over, and looked at the box carefully with a frown.

Although he didn't understand these things, he could barely see that the box contained ashes.

As for whose ashes are in it?

Of course it was his.

To be honest, seeing his ashes so upright on the roof at such a close distance made him a little uncomfortable.

There is a feeling that my own death has been spread all over the streets and alleys, and it is still on the surface.

Maybe it was because he and his friends from the previous life died early, and they didn't catch up with the rumors about his death in the next few days.

He shrugged helplessly.

I sincerely hope that this damn fool in front of me can let go of my ashes, at least not to eat it...

But he also felt that this person would not do such a speechless and strange thing.

The next scene made him feel a little spicy.

Sen Miao opened the urn with red eyes, and then swallowed as he wished...

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