MTL - Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord-v3 Chapter 142 The one who tolls the death knell for you

At this time, the tavern was no longer as noisy as it used to be. For a time, everyone lost the ability to laugh, and the gloom was heavy, making the atmosphere of the entire tavern seem extremely depressing.

The big man holding the beer didn't have time to pay attention to the changes in the tavern, only to see that the water stains on the glass started to congeal quickly, and a thin layer of ice was attached after a while.

The big man couldn't help but let out a breath. The pure white breath was like blue smoke full of melancholy, even in the harsh winter outdoors.

Weird! fear! Chill! icy!

The big man couldn't help but back off. The wind howling outside the house was mixed with the crackling of the hail. The wind sounded like a crying grudge, and the hail was like a urging drum.

The tavern owner had already walked out of the bar at this time, looking solemnly at the frozen glass and the thin ice extending from the corner, his right hand couldn't help touching his trousers pocket, and a willow wand in the trousers pocket was trembling. As if giving a dangerous warning.

"Ah! Outside the window, something flew past!"

The big man who was still holding the beer at the door exclaimed in surprise, the beer mug fell to the ground, the beer with ice **** spilled on the ground, and was quickly frozen by the icy temperature.

All the people present have never seen such a strange situation. Most of them are greedy people and outlaws. They are used to seeing the reality of cannibalism all their lives, and they have experienced strong winds and waves, but tonight's experience is strange. make them unforgettable.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the door of the tavern seemed to have been hit by something, and there was a faint creaking sound. It was obvious that the door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was about to fall apart.

At this time, everyone was staring at the door in horror. This broken door seemed to be their last straw. The **** at the door could block their greatest fear.

Although the biggest fear in people's hearts is often not the entity, but the unknown, but how many people in the world can face the unknown?

The thing outside the house slammed into the door again, and with a bang, the door shattered, and shards of wood flew.

Everyone looked intently, a black shadow wearing a hood and suspended in the air broke into the tavern. For a time, the gas lamps and incandescent lamps in the tavern went out instantly, and the darkness swallowed the only light.

There was a scream in the whole tavern, and everyone ran to the back of the bar like crazy, no one cared whether they stepped on their companions who fell accidentally.

The tavern owner looked at the black shadow suspended in the air, and felt terrified in his heart.

Dementor, actually met a wild dementor here! ?

No, not one!

At this time, the owner of the tavern saw the scene on the street of the town through the door frame. Hundreds of dementors flew in groups between the low wooden houses, and two dementors entered at the same time. into the tavern.

The tavern owner hurriedly pulled out his wand tremblingly, and confronted the dementor with his eyes split open: "Go away! Go away! Do you know who I am? This mine is an asset of the Knights of the Round Table!"

The dementor turned a deaf ear to the tavern owner's words, and still flew towards him slowly, its ferocious mouthparts opened, revealing sharp yellowish broken teeth.

Dementor's kiss, it was a tear from the soul, the tavern owner was paralyzed on the ground, with no strength in his body.

Just when the tavern owner thought he was about to die on the spot, a hoarse voice sounded: "Go away, don't hurt innocent people! Remember the order I gave you!"

When the Dementor heard the sound, it immediately stopped and looked back at the door. A black figure stood outside the door, and a rotten aura of corpse odor emanated from the black figure.

The dementor seemed to be communicating with the other party. After a while, the people outside the door spoke again: "Are you a member of the Knights of the Round Table? Then kill them, other ordinary people, you can only **** the happiness of the other party, and you can't hurt your life. That's the bottom line!"

After saying that, the dark shadow at the door disappeared. The three dementors turned their heads and continued to tear the soul of the hotel owner. A shrill scream spread throughout the town.

……

Passing through the streets of the town and came to an excavated mine, the boy on horseback jumped off the horse and walked into the dark mine alone.

Not long after the boy left, the horses outside the mine suddenly became restless, their eyes were full of terror, and they stared into the distance.

If it hadn't been tied to the stake by the reins, the horse would have escaped immediately.

Not long after, a mysterious man wearing a tattered hood and robe appeared at the entrance of the mine.

The horse saw the panic in the other's eyes, and kept struggling to break free from the shackles of the reins.

The mysterious man walked past the horse, stretched out his slightly withered hand, and stroked the horse's body.

The mysterious man walked by, and the horse slowly lost its life. However, the next second, the dead horse stood up again, but there was no more vitality in his eyes, and he could faintly see the green soul flashing in his eyes. flame.

These horses have turned into a complete undead!

The mysterious man went deep into the mine, and everyone who walked through it was dead silent, not silent, but pure death left behind. Even the weeds in the stone crevices became withered when the mysterious man passed by.

The mine is very long, and the mysterious man went deep into the ground for nearly tens of meters. During this period, he walked around for a long time, but there was still no end~www.novelbuddy.com~ The mysterious man took out a mirror from his arms and said to the mirror: "Yes Mithril mine, no wonder the Knights of the Round Table care so much about this mine, and they have a Templar come to collect mines every month, what do you think, President?"

A black-haired boy appeared in the mirror, with an uninhibited smirk at the corner of his mouth: "How else can you look at it? Of course good things must be taken away! By the way, Minsk, have you found that Templar?"

"Not yet, the other party has entered the depths of the mine!" Minsk's hoarse voice echoed in the mine.

"Okay, are you sure you are alone? The other party is the ninth rank of magic power!"

"Enough is enough, I have the ninth rank of magic power, and I still have the power of the **** of death. If the inheritance of the **** of death given to me by the president can't kill even a Templar, wouldn't it be too useless."

"Haha, that's what I said, waiting for good news from you."

"it is good!"

Minsk responded simply, and then continued to walk forward.

Not long after, Minsk came to a mine with a huge space. The center of the mine was full of mithril minerals. A teenager wearing a knight epee stood beside the mithril mine and heard the footsteps of Minsk behind him. , the young man turned his head suddenly.

"who!?"

"The one who tolls the death knell for you!"

The boy could feel the extreme malice in Minsk, and the boy couldn't help frowning and subconsciously clenching the hilt of the knight's sword with his right hand. The atmosphere between the two was tense for a while.

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