Chapter 1951 The Deterred Nobeta

"Roar--"

Nobeta swooped down and spit out another mouthful of dragon's breath, instantly engulfing a large number of living corpses on the ground. When the flames gradually extinguished, a piece of scorched earth surrounded by sparks suddenly appeared on the crowded hillside.

However, there were too many living corpses gathered, and the open space was filled again in a blink of an eye—although the fighting power of ordinary living corpses is not strong, it is even difficult to fight back when encountering flying fire dragons attacking from the air . But when the number increases, it is really quite astonishing.

Of course, the most interesting thing right now is the dark mist that makes the living corpses scramble to jump into it. It didn't take long for Charlie to notice that as the hordes of living corpses came from all directions and filled the "bottomless pit" with their own bodies, the darkness gradually became deeper and deeper.

Charlie was trying to reduce as much as possible... or slow down the speed of the influx of living corpses into the fog, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart—in the face of the unpredictable follow-up changes, he felt even more uneasy.

However, the choice to eliminate the living corpses here is definitely not wrong. After all, at the very least, this can also buy more preparation time for the camp behind.

No matter what happens next, it is always necessary to strengthen the defense and prepare the retreat.

It's a pity that as time passed, Charlie dared to take risks, but Norbeta under him began to be more and more unhappy.

She was born with a strong perception ability, and she could actually feel the terrifying aura emanating from the pitch-black mass, and it was obviously clearer than before.

Soon, when Charlie once again hoped that Norbeta would swoop down and breathe dragon's breath on the crowd of living corpses... She suddenly shook her head as if she had sensed something, and she no longer cared about the call from her back. Charlie suddenly turned around and flew back.

Since Norberta was already flying at full strength at this moment, for a while, Charlie only felt the wind whistling fiercely in both ears. The oncoming air current was so strong that he had to hug Nobeta's neck, and his whole body stuck to her back.

Unable to look back and his ears filled with the sound of the turbulent airflow, Charlie suddenly didn't know anything, and could only let Norbeta quickly take him away from the high ground.

"boom!"

After a sudden shock and jolt, he realized that Nobetta had finally landed.

"Where did you take me?"

Charlie got up hurriedly as he spoke,

After looking around for a while, I found that in just over ten seconds, Norbeta had led him to the valley behind the camp.

And it was at this time that an extremely ominous feeling rushed from the direction they left. Even if Charlie didn't have the ability to sense the flow of magic power, he could still feel it.

"what is that?"

He obviously wanted to stay there to see the subsequent changes clearly, but at the most critical moment, he was forcibly taken away by Norbeta.

However, no matter what happened over there, the current situation is obviously getting worse and worse.

"Go! Let's go to the camp!"

Charlie paused for a moment, then patted Norberta's neck in front of him, signaling her to take off again. However, Norberta shook her head vigorously—even though she couldn't speak, the meaning she wanted to express could not be more clear now.

"Roar!"

"You... oh!"

Charlie sighed, thought for a while, and finally turned over and fell to the ground, then patted Norberta's body and said:

"Go back to Weymouth first! 'Weymouth', do you know where I'm talking about? Take the letter and go over there to my brother Percy and show him the letter."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and wrote a few words casually. Then he waved his wand, turning it into a long rope, and tied it around Norbeta's ankle.

"Woo--"

Norberta shook her head, then looked down at Charlie for another look, then turned around and took a few steps to run up, and flew towards the south to high altitude.

Charlie watched her leaving figure gradually become farther and smaller in the air. After confirming that she was indeed flying in the direction of Weymouth, he took out a hand that was almost useless since he was able to drive Nobeta. The broom that passed, flew to the camp on the top of the hill.

Obviously, when Norberta had lost his fighting spirit, it was more reliable to ride a broomstick by himself.

After all, not only is the flying speed of the broom not much slower than that of the Norwegian Ridgeback, but it can also be controlled by the rider himself. And let's talk about Charlie... He was the captain of the Gryffindor College team back then, and he had led the team to win the Quidditch Cup. At that time, everyone thought that he would join the British team to compete for the World Cup after graduation!

"Mr. Weasley? Why are you... Hurry up... Anyway, come in first, the protective spells will all be activated!"

Everyone looked puzzled when they saw Charlie appear on a broomstick overhead from outside the camp walls. However, now is obviously not the time to ask.

"OK!"

Charlie nodded, then slammed down the handle of the broom and rushed straight to the ground. When he was about to hit the ground, he turned around, turned over steadily, got off the broom and landed on the ground.

"What's going on in the north?" As soon as he came down, he immediately asked the wizards around him, "Just now Norbeta took me away forcibly, and I didn't see what happened after that... It's just that the ominous smell before Feeling, you should feel it too, right?"

"Yeah!" A middle-aged witch in charge of internal affairs nodded and said, "I don't know what's going on, but all in all...it's terrible."

While speaking, all the wizards who were in charge of supporting the protective spell barrier had all raised their wands, chanted the magic spell, and released a series of disconnected silver threads from the tip of the wand, joining together to form a huge dome in the sky. translucent shield.

Seeing this, Charlie wanted to help out, but after hesitating for a while, he hurried to the old Aslan who was still standing in the middle of the camp.

"Old Sir, just—"

"Yes, I have already felt it." The old wizard nodded and said, "It is an unprecedented power... I think, no matter what it is, it is very likely that we will not be able to resist it with our defensive capabilities. "

"Well," Charlie agreed, "and Norberta also sensed the danger, and almost completely lost her fighting spirit. After thinking about it, I decided to let her go back to Weymouth to inform my brother Percy."

"Even fire dragons are like this?" Old Aslan frowned when he heard this, "We'll see the situation later! If it really doesn't work, we can only give up here... ah!"

As he was talking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and let out a low breath.