Chapter 1273 (1/2)
Van Lin, Hermione and Ron are lying on the back of the dragon. To be honest, it makes van Lin a little embarrassed.
Because of being imprisoned in the underground cave for a long time, the dragon in front of him seems to have forgotten how to fly.
Simply beating their own wings, but slowly but can not fly.
Huge wings driven by the air flow around the goblins blow down a piece, but in a short time there is no one to attack them.
”Let's go, big guy!” Fanlin didn't care what the consequences would be. The magic wand pointed at the wall in front of him, which exploded the wall. Visible to the naked eye, the figure of the Dragon suddenly sank down. A sense of weightlessness hit, and almost made Fanlin's heart jump out.
”Hold on Fanlin roared, trying to float the dragon with his wand.
I have to admit that even Dumbledore can't rely on the floating charm to hold up an adult dragon. What Van Lin can do is to help the dragon's wings find his proper ability.
The sense of weightlessness seems to have broken the dragon's heart. The two wings of flesh are waving vigorously, and the huge updraft holds up his huge body.
Rare, this white dragon reluctantly flew up.
Perhaps it was the abyss that stimulated the dragon's senses. It let out a long chant and a flame erupted. The two goblins nearby almost immediately turned into coke.
It seems to be completely adapted to its own wings, after all, this is from the instinct of the creatures, what's more, the wisdom of the Dragon itself is not low.
As soon as the wings fluttered, the Dragon flew to the open exit. At first, it was better, but in order to fly, their backs almost wiped the ceiling. The genie could only wave his dagger and watch it pass by.
”We may never get there. It's too big.” Hermione screamed. Once again, the Dragon burst out flames and burned the whole tunnel. In order to avoid, the Dragon clawed the road all the way.
The heat and dust made it almost impossible for van Lin to open his eyes. He endured the falling stones and the roar of the dragon, clinging to the dragon's back for fear of being shaken down.
”We have to find a way to get out, Hermione. Blow it up. Let's do it together!” Vaseline said quickly, pointing to the sky with his wand, and then Hermione followed and yelled, ”split!”
With a huge roar and a large number of rubble falling, van Lin had to curl up as much as possible to protect Hermione under his body.
Fanlin and Fanlin helped the dragon to open a passage on its way to fresh air, far away from the screams and jingles of goblins. Ron kept resisting the magic spell coming from behind. When Ron took out his hand and began to blow up the ceiling, the Dragon seemed to finally feel the hope of escape, and the free and broad world was in front of him.
The passage behind them was filled with huge rocks and stalactites that the cone-shaped dragon's tail had broken. The jingle of the goblins seemed to be muffled. In front, the Dragon sweeps the road with its own flame. Finally, under the dual power of the dragon's savage power and their magic spell, they burst out of the tunnel and entered the marble hall.
The top of his back broke the floor of the gringott, and then the hooks and claws on the wings fell on the floor of the pavilion.
It seems that such a thing has never happened since the establishment of gulingge.
Gulingge was destroyed by the adult fire dragon that he domesticated. This is something that the goblin has never thought of for thousands of years.
Witches and goblins trembled, and an emotion called panic spread through the hall.
They ran around looking for cover, but the Dragon didn't seem to have the time to pay attention to the little reptiles, and he finally had room to stretch his wings: it extended its horned head to the cool air at the exit. Then they flew with van Lin, Hermione and Ron still clinging to their backs.
It forced open the metal door, which hung limply on its hinges. Then it hobbled into Diagon Alley and went straight into the sky.
In fact, they had no way to control the direction. Even the Dragon did not know where to go. Fanlin also knew that once the dragon made a sharp turn or rolled in the air, it would be difficult for them to cling to its broad back.
I don't care, but Hermione and Ron, he can't fly with them.
As they flew higher and higher in the sky, London spread out beneath them, looking like a two-color map of gray and green, and Fanlin could not help but appreciate his escape from the desperate situation. He crouched low under the monster's neck, clinging to the metal skin, the cool breeze soothed his blistering skin, and the Dragon flapped the air wings like a pair of windmill leaves.
Behind him, I don't know whether it's because of joy or fear. Ron was swearing and Hermione seemed to be crying all the time.
After about five minutes, Fanlin was no longer worried about being swept away by the dragon. He kept on flying, and seemed to want to be as far away from the underground prison as possible. However, when and how they would go down was still worrying. He didn't know how far the Dragon could fly without landing at a time, and he didn't know where the rare dragon would land.
The only lucky thing was that Voldemort's news was far less sensitive. Otherwise, it was Tom himself who was waiting for him outside.As for, when will Voldemort know that they have intruded into the Lestrange family's vault? How long does it take for goblins to inform the Malfoy family? How long will it take them to find out what was stolen? When will they find out that the golden cup is missing?
In the end, Voldemort will know that they are looking for Horcruxes.
However, now it seems that Lucius Malfoy should be the one who should have a headache. How should he explain the fact that the Death Eaters under his hand will disappear forever, and Bellatrix, the only special existence among the death eaters.
But Tom should not care, except his own life, all other people, Tom fight can do not care about the degree.
However, the next day, how to arrange Fanlin is really a difficult problem.
In fact, Vaseline is not sure whether Dumbledore can really find the strength to fight Tom, and Harry, how to solve the soul fragment in Harry's body?
The Dragon seemed eager for cooler and fresher air. It rose slowly through the cold clouds, and van Lindel could no longer see the colorful vehicles in and out of the city. In this way, they flew over the green and brown villages, over the roads and rivers that meander on the ground, which looked like ribbons of rough or smooth.
”What do you think it's looking for?” Ron yelled. They were flying north.
”I don't know.” Van Lin roared behind him.
His clenched hands were numb with cold and did not dare to move. Several warm-up incantations made the situation of the three people better. He thought for a moment, what would they do if the Dragon flew to the sea? He suddenly wondered, when was the last time the beast ate? It must be eating soon, isn't it? And what if it knew at that time that there were three humans to eat?
However, after leaving Guling Pavilion and being able to use the phantom to move the shape, everything is no longer a problem. However, Fanlin didn't want to do this. It was rare that several people completely relaxed for a time, and the journey by the Dragon seemed not so hard to accept.
The sun moved low and low in the increasingly indigo sky; the dragon was still flying, the town below appeared in sight, and the shadow of the beast glided on the ground like a huge dark cloud.
The weather is fine today, at least that's what Van Lin thinks.
Pull Hermione over, several people firmly fixed on the back of the dragon.
In fact, this is not comfortable. The scales of the dragon are as hard as metal. Van Lin is considering whether to use the softening curse, but he wants to communicate with this big guy.
After all, unlike other fire dragons, an adult dragon is almost extinct.
However, Fanlin didn't want to use magic to disturb the giant who just escaped from heaven. In fact, because Fanlin used mental power to stimulate the dragon's brain, Fanlin is still slightly dizzy.
It felt like the constant hum of a whistle.
”Is this an illusion?” Ron yelled after a long silence, ”are we descending?”
”It should be like this!” Hermione responds. Look down.
Fanlin also looked down, those dark green mountains and lakes, in the evening under the printing of bronze color. He looked at the side of the dragon, and the land became bigger and clearer. The lake reflected the sunlight and gave out this dazzling light. The Dragon circled over one of the smaller lakes, flying lower and lower.
”Let's wait until it's low enough to jump!” Exclaimed Fanlin to the man behind. ”Jump straight into the water before it finds us!”
They agreed, and Hermione looked weak. At this time, Harry saw the fire dragon's broad lower abdomen began to slide on the water.
”Now!” He slipped off the side of the dragon, his feet touched the water first and fell straight in. The impact into the water was stronger than he expected. Like a stone, he fell into the cold, green world full of reeds. He stepped on the water upstream, dashed out of the lake for a breath, and then saw the ripples of Ron and Hermione's fall, rippling in circles.
The Dragon didn't seem to notice anything; it was now fifty feet away, diving low over the lake, scooping up the water with its wounded mouth.
As Ron and Hermione came out of the water, coughing and panting, the Dragon flew up, flapping its wings and landing on a nearby shoal.
Van Lin first swam to Hermione, then took the girl to the other side of the shore. The lake is not deep, but cutting a path out of reeds and mud is a more serious problem than swimming in the water. Finally, they dragged their bodies, exhausted and panting, to the smooth grass.
Hermione almost collapsed, coughing and shaking.
Fanlin could have been happy to lie down and have a good sleep, but he still stood up trembling, took out his wand, and cast protective spells around him as usual. When he was done, he came to the other two.For the first time since escaping from the vault, Ron and Hermione had a good look at his friends. Ron and Hermione had red faces and hands, and several holes had been burned in their clothes.
It has to be admitted that, even in a bad situation, they have not been so embarrassed.
von Lin peppermint flower essence applied to their wounds, they shiver with pain.
Hermione took out the bottle, poured out three cups of pumpkin juice from the shell house, and took out everyone's dry clothes. They changed their clothes and drank up the juice in one gulp.
Ron sat looking at his new skin and said, ”the good thing is, we got the Horcrux, but the bad thing is
”but no sword,” said Hermione, biting his teeth. Van Lin is dripping the mint flower essence from the burning hole on the back of Hermione's coat on the burning wound.
”There's no sword,” Ron repeated, ”that lying bastard...”
Vaseline took the Horcrux out of his wet jacket pocket and put it on the grass in front of him. In the sunlight, the Horcrux was shining, and after drinking their drinks, they kept a close eye on the Horcrux.
”Put this Horcrux in my place first. Now destroying it will definitely alarm Voldemort. We are not Harry. We can't exactly grasp Voldemort's movements.” Van Lin said, looking at Hermione and Ron.
Ginny, the last one controlled by Horcrux, is still at Hogwarts. Fanling doesn't want to create something similar to Slytherin's heirs. It's a bit terrifying to happen to the three of them.
”The tab fell at last, didn't it?” Ron said that when he flew up, Ron looked at the gulingge abyss, and there was a long way to go under Bellatrix vault.
”Yes, I don't think he'll survive.” Even with preparation, Fanlin said, he was annoyed by the goblin's attempt to keep all of them.
Hermione looked across the distant lake, where the dragon was still drinking.
”Stop talking about that annoying goblin. What do you think of it?” She asked, ”is it OK?”
”You sound like Hagrid,” said Ron. ”It's a dragon, Hermione. It can take care of itself. Now it's about ourselves. ”
”What do you mean?”
”Oh, I don't know how to tell you about it,” said Ron, ”but I'm afraid they've noticed US breaking into Gringotts.”
At once, all three of them laughed, which was out of control. Van Lin's ribs hurt so much that he was so hungry that he was faint. Under the gradually red sky, he lay on the grass, laughing and laughing until his throat hurt like a tear.
”What are we going to do next?” Hermione said, with a serious cough. ”He always knows, doesn't he? The mysterious man will find out that we know about his Horcrux
”Maybe they would be afraid to tell him!” Ron said with a last hope, ”maybe they'll cover it up...”
”It's not very realistic. After all, we almost demolished the whole gringott, and then we rode this guy out of the diagonal lane with great fanfare.” Fanlin faint smile to, for their behavior, the magic world now in addition to Tom and Dumbledore, there should be no more crazy guy than them.
Van reen gasped, clutching hefpaff's gold cup in one hand.
As for the relics of the four founders, we all spread the supernatural spirit, and then Tom found them one by one to make them into Horcruxes. It is right that Tom was the most gifted wizard more than 20 years ago.
”What are you looking at?” Asked Hermione, with her hands on her upper body.
”Contact...” Vaseline said that since Harry can connect Voldemort's brain through the soul fragment of Voldemort, then Vaseline should
”What are you talking about? Fanlin Fanlin... ”
The sky, the smell of the lake, Hermione's voice disappeared.
Heffpav's golden cup is like a huge whirlpool. With van Lin's gaze, the spirit is constantly stripped from van Lin's body.
Pain is like a knife, Sheng Sheng splits van Lin's head, and then a cold numbness comes like the tide to devour van Lin.
It's a lot harder than going into a meditation basin.
For the first time, Voldemort's inner world was shown in front of Fanlin, just as van Lin thought before, cold, evil, death and killing filled Voldemort's world.
Compared with the Horcruxes, diaries or resurrection stone rings that Vaseline had been exposed to before, the soul fragments in them still had human parts.
Has Voldemort completely abandoned his human identity?