Chapter 426 False sense of security

The fog in the Forbidden Forest is still thick, and the range of visibility in such a thick fog is extremely limited. Coupled with the layers of cover of the tree canopy, Arthur Weasley and his group did not see the red light at all, but instead

A crisp sound was heard.

In this foggy world, the orange lantern in Hagrid's hand looked very similar to a car fog light. The tall Hagrid was like a lighthouse. People who originally called Ron's name separately followed the light of the lantern and gathered together.

Together, they walked quickly through the dark forest.

"Is it him?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Yes, I think so." Arthur pursed his lips and his eyes sparkled with excitement. "Stay close, kids!"

Simon opened his eyes wide and was on guard uneasily, as a harsh rattling sound came from the thick fog.

Listening to this sound for a long time makes people feel irritated and upset. When they are running, it is like splitting a sea of ​​fog, and when they leave, the fog immediately gathers behind them.

A strong chill enveloped them. The chill entered through the skin, penetrated the chest, and finally reached the heart, as if it was trying to squeeze out all the warm and happy memories from the beating heart. There was a stagnant water in the air.

There was a lot of stench, a lot of screams, howls, cries for help, and curses.

Those who were in the thick fog expressed one idea. They were deceived. The light they saw was not a beacon to guide them into the harbor, but a trap.

After sailing on the cold sea for such a long time, what they wanted was warm beds and delicious food, but what awaited them was all kinds of terrible torture.

"Ron Weasley, why didn't you say you can't disapparate?" Simon complained in pain, "otherwise we wouldn't have to make this trip."

"The people from Slytherin and Durmstrang are nearby. This area is very close to the Muggle town." Luna looked up at the sky. "If they encounter dementors, they won't be able to summon the gods."

Guard."

"It's a dementor and a spider, how could it be worse?"

As if in response to Simon's words, a light suddenly lit up in the bushes.

Car fog lights are specially designed for rainy and foggy weather, especially yellow anti-fog lights, which have particularly strong light penetration. In low-visibility environments, the luminous intensity of fog lights is brighter than larger red tail lights.

The Ford Anglia swerved left and right like crazy, chasing the man hiding in the darkness, looking like a giant hound.

"That's my car." Arthur murmured as he looked at the Anglia, which was severely rusted, with all the glass broken, and seemed to have been scrapped.

"Careful!" Hermione knocked Arthur down.

At the same time, there was a dazzling green flash in the fog and the sound of Avada Kedavra chanting, and everyone immediately hid in the nearest hiding place.

"Arthur~, where are you~"

A frivolous woman's voice sounded like she was singing.

The thick fog made it difficult to tell whether it was illusion or reality. After chasing the dark wizards for a while, the Anglia escaped into the Forbidden Forest again, and the magic spell hit the metal carriage and made a "dinging" sound.

sound.

Hagrid extinguished the lantern. This thing will only expose the target now, and there is only the nervous breathing of people in the darkness.

"Ron is right in front." Arthur pulled Hermione and said, "Take him away and notify me with gold galleons when you are safe."

Hermione nodded, and left the hiding place after casting the Disillusionment Charm and Silence on herself.

"Who is there?" Arthur shouted to attract Hermione's attention.

"Why didn't you say 'name', your honor?" the woman said nervously, her tone sounding very familiar.

Polyjuice Potion only changes a person's appearance, but the voice is still his own. There is a potion that can even simulate the voice of the person being imitated. Buddy Crouch Jr. used that when he pretended to be Moody.

Snape's potion warehouse has a lot of rare materials. According to him, the potion is very difficult to brew. The woman's tone is very similar to Bellatrix, but her voice is not like...

Without giving him any extra time to think about it, the footsteps in the distance became louder and louder. Arthur looked at the blurry figures in the thick fog through the gaps between the leaves. Then without any warning, a red light came from behind him.

Overhead, someone screamed and fell to the ground.

With a hoarse groan, a big dog with green fire suddenly appeared.

Its body was half eaten, its ribs were exposed, and its empty belly contained no internal organs. It roared and rushed in Simon's direction.

Arthur had no time to care about others, because the dense basilisk monsters rushed over like a torrent. He immediately summoned his patronus weasel, and Luna also summoned her patronus rabbit, but facing so many dementors,

Obviously it's not enough.

At this time, there was a high-pitched and shrill cry in the darkness, and a golden bird was flying towards this direction at great speed. At the same time, a large white bird also spread its wings and flew towards this direction.

It was very elegant, with a slender neck, and looked a lot like a large cross. The dementors in ragged cloaks immediately began to flee when they saw it.

At first, Arthur thought it was Albus's Phoenix Patronus. Only when he saw it clearly did he realize that it was a swan, but it was just as powerful as Albus's Phoenix Patronus.

Without this worry, Arthur did not have to be distracted when fighting the assassins. Rolf released the bird-shaped man-eater again and fought with the "cerberus". It was just their battle.

Spiders were attracted, and they swarmed over like a tide.

In this kind of melee situation, there is no strategy or tactics at all. Everything can only rely on personal reactions and daily accumulation.

Simon is very good at explosion magic. He blew everything up to pieces, leaving craters everywhere on the ground. Whether they were spiders or people, the scene would not make anyone with a normal sense of justice feel happy.

Destruction is very easy, it happens in an instant. It takes at least seventeen years for a person to grow up. It only takes 5 seconds to kill him. War can bring nothing but death and destruction, whether it is an invasion or an invasion.

Each party has to consume its own accumulated wealth and manpower.

Many people like to use magnificent and magnificent scenes to describe war, but the real battlefield is chaotic and extremely disordered. Two people who don't know each other suddenly have to fight to the death when they meet.

Why is the day so long? Why is there nothing sweet and memorable?

War is a kind of suffering. Normal people are praying for it to end soon. People live on the edge of life and death. Who is willing to die?

No matter how you cry, howl, and call for mother on the battlefield, the war will not stop because of this. It is an atrocity, no matter what fig leaf is used to disguise it.

War is only beautiful when it's over.

No matter how complete the damage is, the reconstruction process requires an equal amount of time, money and energy, and some pain cannot be solved by losing money.

The pure-blood nobles were so eager to follow Voldemort, but their fall was so tragic. It was very painful to lose all their family property to pay for the war compensation. In an instant, they went from having everything to having nothing. Not only were the homes of those war victims destroyed, but their families were also lost.

, what’s wrong with them wanting those guilty to deserve what they deserve?

The consequences of the war disgusted everyone. The once beautiful cities turned into ruins full of blood. Those libraries and palaces like crown jewels were all reduced to ashes, whether it was Rome, Chang'an, the Hanging Garden, or the Old Summer Palace.

, can only exist in people’s imagination and book records, and can no longer be found in reality.

In extreme circumstances, all laws and morals are useless. If you are alive, you are lucky, and there is no need to talk about elegance and decency.

In a disorderly and chaotic world, the evil of human nature will continue to expand, and there will be no wine. Unless you are an officer, you have to keep killing people if you want to climb up. At that time, you can use any weapon as long as it is effective.

Muggles envied the power of wizards and hoped that wizards could join the war and serve their country.

But this is forbidden, whether in the East or in the West.

Evangeline Orpington thought she had done everything perfectly, used magic to intervene in the Crimean War, left no evidence, and escaped the sanction of the human court. However, she did not expect that the curse would still befall Queen Victoria.

You sow and you reap.

Welcome to hell, ladies and gentlemen.
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