Chapter 80 I Want to See You Alone (Please Read On)

Chapter 80 I want to see you alone (please read~~)

"Ginny" waved the wand, and he had enough reaction time. A small branch spread out and easily blocked the curse.

"Give us back our sister!" Ron's voice was trembling like his legs.

"Ginny" smiled innocently: "That's not how the spell works."

"Didn't Professor Flitwick tell you?"

"Determination, be determined, you are so soft, are you prepared to give me..."

A snap——

A medicine bottle was thrown at "Ginny's" feet, and she smashed it open, splashing lavender water vapor, followed by a piece of silk coming from the corner, tying her body tightly.

"In terms of determination, we are -" Fred said with an exaggerated laugh and raised the wand in his hand.

The words haven't been finished yet.

Poof, the silk was broken, and countless fragments were shaken off "Ginny".

"A very good idea."

"But what about determination?"

With two hissing sounds, the branches tied their feet and hung them upside down. Just like Percy, the branches pierced their hands and were nailed to the wall.

"Ginny" reached out and scooped up the water vapor: "Dreamless Sleep Potion, Gryffindor has not changed after so many years."

"Where's the brain?"

"You want to use this kind of thing to get rid of me..."

Another spell was cast, and "Ginny" turned her head to avoid it easily.

Ron's hands trembled: "Get out of my sister's body!"

"You're afraid of me." He tilted his head and looked at Ron. The look in his eyes that was unfamiliar to him but very clear made him couldn't help but laugh, "You're afraid of me."

"Do you know who I am?"

Ron was startled and took two steps back, his voice even more trembling: "Quick, let go!"

"A kitten with fried hair is not a threat." He seemed to have thought of something interesting, shrugging his shoulders and laughing happily, "It can be easily drowned."

"Now that you know who I am."

"Why do you dare to raise your wand?"

"And your sister is not worth saving. She secretly told me many little secrets. Do you know which brother she dislikes the most?"

Ron's eyes were blurred, but the answer emerged in his mind almost instantly.

"Bill is the best brother. Charlie excels at Quidditch. Although Percy is a bit old-fashioned, he really cares about his younger brothers and sisters."

"Although George and Fred like to play pranks, they are best at making themselves happy."

Having said this, he paused and spoke in a greasy tone.

"Only Ron."

"She dislikes this brother the most. He is slovenly, lazy, and not that good-looking. He only has one good thing about him, and that is that he is Harry Potter's friend."

"It's unimaginable."

"How could a man like this be a friend to such a wonderful Harry Potter."

Percy struggled and roared: "Shut up, you thing! Ron is..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ginny waved her wand and the branch was roughly stuffed into his mouth.

"Everyone can say nice things." His tone was frivolous and beguiling. "I can also just say, Ron, you are the little wizard I admire most in Hogwarts."

"But we all know the truth..."

I couldn't finish my words.

George scratched his neck, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and threw something over.

"Ginny" raised her wand and hit it with red light, and the thrown object suddenly exploded in the air - earthy yellow smoke billowed out, and the stench swirled violently.

This made her expression suddenly change.

"Collapse!"

Ron seized the opportunity, tightened his grip on his wand, and cast the spell with determination.

He was not affected by those words.

And another red light suddenly flew out from the corner. Hermione, who was squatting under the table, suppressed her blush and whispered the spell in a very low voice - she had always wanted to use a silent spell to sneak attack, but this was a surprise to a second grader. For wizards, it's a little too difficult.

One from the left and one from the right, attacking from a flank.

With a sound, "Ginny" waved her wand and her armor to protect her body, easily deflecting the two spells. Then she waved lightly, and the breeze blew away the stench.

"Do you like it? Mr. Tom?" George laughed. "This taste suits your mouth very well."

"Ginny will kill you, this is her body." Fred shook his head.

Two snaps.

The branches hit their faces hard and filled their mouths.

"You are very Gryffindor." He said with a cold face, not intending to continue the "small talk", "In that case——"

Wand waved.

Branches and vines stabbed at them.

Hermione chanted a spell and ignited the flame, but "Ginny" suppressed the magic power again. The orange flame barely surged twice before it was extinguished.

Ron shivered and wanted to use Transfiguration to fight, but one branch pierced his wand, and the other branch pierced his palm, taking him flying up and being nailed to the wall.

"I hope Mr. Potter will like my gift." He smiled softly, and the Auror who was knocked unconscious by the explosion flew into his hands.

"Now it's my turn to enjoy my gift."

"Ginny" raised her wand and pointed it between his eyebrows.

With obscure and evil whispers in his mouth, magic power and vitality were deprived of him, his flesh and blood withered, his soul was eliminated, and Ginny's body revealed an increasingly solid black energy.

Eating is average.

When the last trace of blood disappeared from the Auror, he loosened his grip and the corpse fell to the ground with a click. It was as fragile as glass and broke into pieces.

"Ginny" waved her wand, attracted the blood of the Weasley family, left a line of words on the wall, and turned to crawl out of the hole.

Wait a few minutes later.

Harry rushed in first.

The ground was in a mess, and the Weasley family hanging on the wall still had their breath.

One person died, and his body did not look like a Hogwarts student.

Hermione squatted under the table, locked by the branches.

And the words written in blood on the wall.

Professor McGonagall followed closely, saw the scene in the house, and waved her wand with a dark face, nailing the branches of the Weasley family on the wall, turning into a stream of water, wrapping them, and slowly putting them on the ground.

"That guy, he...he..." She suppressed her throat, trying not to let her anger tear her throat, "Where are the other little wizards?"

Percy replied weakly: "I asked them to go back to the dormitory, no one else was injured."

He looked under the table.

Hermione crawled out, her body still trembling.

"Then this is..." Professor McGonagall stared at the corpse on the ground.

Scrimgeour recognized him at a glance: "Britt, a very good student of Hufflepuff, only graduated three years ago."

"I know him." Professor McGonagall choked, "He has a good heart, and those troublemakers in Gryffindor have troubled him a lot."

Snape looked at the words on the wall, his tone cold: "At least there is good news now."

"He can't hide it anymore."

Harry's eyes have been unable to move away from the line of text.

"Mr. Potter, let's meet in the secret room, only you can come."

"You should feel how eager I am to see you alone, don't let me down."

Thanks to the Dragon King in prison for the reward!

Thanks to the Never-Tilting Balance for the tip~

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