Chapter 1418 Return to St. Mungo's Camp

"boom!"

"what"

Ron was slapped out of London by the devil. Maca wanted to help him block it, but it was still too late. m. Seeing him flying out of the mist like a kite with a broken string, Maca frowned immediately, and while resisting the attack of the demon that teleported in front of him, he also flew out backwards .

Soon, Maca landed beside Ron who fell on the ground, and turned his head to glance at the same time. After confirming that the demon still couldn't leave the range of the gray fog, he was slightly relieved.

"Ron, it's okay, don't worry! It's just a trauma, it will be over soon"

Hearing Ron's wailing in his ear, he quickly took out a bottle of potion from his waist, uncorked the bottle, and planned to pour it on the opponent's shoulder.

Just now, he was slapped on his left shoulder by the devil's palm, almost smashing his entire shoulder. The bloody patch looks really scary. But as he said, the injury is actually not serious, it is the kind that can be cured on the spot with medicine.

But just as he was about to pour the potion down, Maca suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared at Ron's injury for a moment in a daze.

"Ok?"

He didn't delay for too long, and soon, he saw the bright green medicine flowing out and landing on Ron's shoulder. With a burst of white smoke rising, the rotten flesh at the wound recovered at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, the shoulder and arm under the blood stains had successfully regenerated, and Ron finally calmed down.

"Okay, get up quickly!" Maca reached out and patted him, then asked, "Ron, there is something I want to ask you, I just found out"

"It's about wound healing, right?" Ron moved his shoulders and said with a bitter face, "To be honest, I don't really know what's going on... Maca, if I told you, I might I have already 'died' twice, believe it or not?"

"How to say?"

As Maca asked, she stretched out her hand and pulled him up from the ground. After listening to Ron briefly talk about the previous things, he saw that the other party reached into the tattered collar and took out the pendant with only one bottle cap left .

"I think it might be its function," Ron said, shaking, "remember? The vial of ashes that Professor Dumbledore left me! When I was unconscious... Uh, maybe it was about to When it dies, it shatters,

It also left such an indelible mark on my chest. "

Seeing Ron ripping off his collar, Maca leaned up to have a look, and even stretched out his fingers to touch it. Immediately afterwards, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

"Maca?" Seeing him thinking about it, Ron couldn't help asking, "Do you know what kind of ashes that is?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the professor's Phoenix Fox!"

Maca said casually, then suddenly stretched out her hand, and scratched Ron's exposed chest skin again. Afterwards, Ron let out a soft cry of "Oh", and there was a cut mark oozing blood on the skin of his shoulder.

"Maka, if you want to try it, tell me in advance!"

But Maca just waved his hand, and then nodded when he saw that the scratch had indeed begun to heal automatically.

"Although the specifics need further research, you may not die easily in the future!" He said to Ron, "It's just that it's best not to use this self-healing ability as your trump card, don't be reckless, you understand? ?”

"Of course," Ron shook his head immediately, "Even if it can heal by itself, it will still hurt when it should hurt! Especially the previous two times when I felt that I was really close to death, that kind of feeling is not good." !"

"As long as you know!"

After finishing speaking, Maca put his hand on his shoulder, and said solemnly:

"I'll talk about the self-healing ability later, let's go back to the camp first... I hope the guy you mentioned hasn't left yet."

Before the words fell, and before Ron could react, he felt a sudden blur in front of his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he found that Maca had led him directly back to a corner of the open space in the middle of St. Mungo's camp.

But when he looked left and right again, it seemed that Maca himself hadn't come back with him at all, and there was no one around him.

Just when Ron couldn't help but feel his heart tense, he heard Maca's voice passing by his ears:

"You wait here, don't run around."

After one sentence, there was no more sound. Ron knew that Maca must have quietly left to find someone. As for himself, it seems that it is indeed best not to wander around, in case he encounters that fake first.

But after Ron stayed in place and stood there for a while, he realized that he didn't seem to need to stand here stupidly.

"It seems that nothing happened in the camp?"

He looked around, and occasionally saw one or two figures passing through the tents, all busy with their own affairs.

But if you think about it, if that guy wants to leave, there's no need to make a big fuss. And for the other party's excellent disguise, it is obviously not difficult to take away a person who is not suspicious.

And when Ron was thinking alone in this corner, another familiar figure suddenly sounded from behind him, causing him to turn his head immediately.

"Ron? You're back?"

It's Ginny!

Thankfully, at least if that fake Maca had taken someone away, it wasn't Ginny!

"Ginny, are you all right? Nothing wrong?"

"An accident? What can happen to me in this camp?" Ginny immediately slapped his hand away, then looked him up, down, left, and right, and said, "I'm asking you this, right? Aren't you going to accept Wei?" Is it? It turned out that Neville and the others came back, but you... what kind of hero are you! "

Ginny dialed him around and checked all the damaged clothes on his body. After she found nothing wrong, she slapped him hard on the back.

"Tell me! What's the matter?"

"Ouch"

Ron covered his lower back with his backhand, and said in a bit of embarrassment:

"It's okay, it's really okay! I just went to find Maca... Let's talk about the details later!"

Although his accidental self-healing ability has already repaired the injury on his back, the near-fatal injury at that time was not fake, and he still has lingering fears until now. The pain from Ginny's slap just now reminded him of his near-death experience, and a layer of greasy cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

However, he could still blame Ginny for this, after all, Ginny was also a way of expressing worry... Although, this way was somewhat rude.

But at this moment, Ginny frowned and said:

"Go to Maca? Isn't Maca in the camp? I saw him go to Luna just now..."

"Is it Luna?"