Chapter 145： Little dwarf Peter (1/2)

”I'm not afraid of the werewolf, nor afraid of Greyback!” Ai Wen whispered. ”The reason this guy made me scared yesterday was because I was worried that I couldn't protect Hermione.”

The fear in the heart of Ai Wen is not the danger itself!

I am afraid that when danger comes, I can't protect the person I want to protect. This is the thing that makes him worry and fear the most.

Yesterday in Hogmund, he was afraid that Hermione would be hurt and fear that Hermione would be bitten by the werewolf.

Hermione is not here now, and he naturally has no such concerns.

Ai Wen’s calmness made Bogut feel overwhelmed. With a slamming sound, its body began to change again, and it wanted to change what Evan really feared.

Ai Wen didn't act, he looked at each other with interest and wanted to see what it could look like.

The next second, a tall and thin man appeared, his face was paler than the cockroach, the two big eyes were red, the scorpion was two slits, like the cat's eyes; the nose was as flat as the snake's nose, the nostrils It is two slits, and there is a chilling temperament that chills out from the body.

Ai Wen was a little surprised that this Bogut turned into Voldemort.

Voldemort's face showed a cruel smug look, his bright red eyes staring at Ai Wen.

The air seemed to get thinner at once and the atmosphere became heavier. Ai Wen did not evade, even his eyes did not blink. He looked back at Voldemort's gaze, his face was calm and indifferent, perhaps because he knew that the other party was a Bogut, and there was not much fear in his heart.

The two sides looked at each other for a while, and Avon suddenly felt a little tired.

There is no point in doing this. The other party is not Voldemort, just a weak Bogut.

He hopes that when he meets the real Voldemort, he can look at him as fearless as he is now.

”Funny!” Ai Wen gently waved his wand.

A scream, the evil, ferocious Voldemort turned into a funny clown, wearing a ridiculous hat on his head, wearing a fat clown suit with red and green paint on his face, two large The eyes are black, like a panda, so people can't help but laugh.

Ai Wen’s mouth was slightly up, showing a smile.

If Voldemort knew that he had turned him into such a look, he didn't know what to think, it was so interesting, he looked at it for a while and was ready to solve this Bogut.

Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Ai Wen’s perception, and he felt dangerous.

Ai Wen didn't even think about it, and the subconscious fell to the ground.

The next second, a red light rubbed his body and flew over, hitting Bogut in front of him.

With a bang, Bogut flew backwards and landed heavily on the floor.

His form was shattered in midair, and Avon saw only half of the body's clown Voldemort, struggling to escape back to the old closet compartment at the fastest speed, because the force was too strong, the entire wardrobe There was a loud noise.

Ai Wen didn't have time to manage this escaped Bogut. By tracking the help of the pharmacy, he felt that the person was standing behind him.

He turned quickly and turned back a few steps backwards, his wand across his chest, his face full of vigilance.