Safina suddenly made a scene that was really spectacular. It's a pity that no matter how loud the momentum is, if it doesn't hurt the enemy, it's just a waste of effort.
"Ran?"
Sarah, who was riding a broom in the air and looking down, felt it briefly and immediately turned her head to look in another direction.
"Wait, over there... Granger?"
…
I don’t know if the other party was planning to attack the three of them in succession in just a few seconds. After successively attacking Sarah and Safina without success, the guy did not hesitate to choose to attack them. Hermione coming here.
Quietly, the black hole suddenly moved from a section of wall that was submerged in black flames to a distance of more than a hundred feet away in a straight line. The next moment Hermione ran past a Muggle store on a deserted street, a skinny and rickety figure suddenly stepped out of the glass door of the store and slowly turned his head to look at her back.
At this moment, Hermione was still unaware of this.
There is no doubt that Hermione has grown tremendously now, and most of this has been achieved through her own unremitting efforts. But in many ways, she is still lacking.
For example, perception is very important in magic combat.
While Hermione was still running forward with her head covered, she saw the rickety black figure behind her, which seemed to be slow but fast, chasing her back like a ghost, and arrived behind her in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the hand that was like dry firewood reached out from behind her silently and gently put it on her shoulder.
"Varied-"
Before Hermione could react, the powerful suction force that Safina had felt in an instant arose from the strange-looking withered palm, ruthlessly tearing her soul apart.
Obviously, this feeling is definitely not pleasant, and for people who have not mastered the rules of the soul, it is extremely difficult to even resist.
"What's this."
The violent shock in her soul caused Hermione's eyes to darken for a while, and her whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, and her hands and feet were completely unable to exert any strength. Even the wand, which was originally tightly held in his hand, could not be held firmly at this time and fell to the road with a "clack".
To be honest, if I hadn't been practicing regular magic repeatedly some time ago, and my mental strength had grown a lot by the way, I might not have been able to survive even a few seconds at this moment.
However, although she didn't know exactly what the force that controlled her was, she still understood the most basic things. She knew that even if she seemed to lose consciousness completely at any time, once her eyes went black and she fainted, she might never wake up again!
"Tah... bang..."
The small pile of gravity rune cards held in his left hand finally fell out of his hand like the wand, and immediately fell to the ground beside his feet.
this is a good chance! Unfortunately, Hermione seemed to have no energy to activate them.
"...Isn't it possible?"
In her hazy consciousness, Hermione couldn't help but feel helpless in her heart - she had survived this disaster until now, but she didn't want to die so inexplicably. In the end, she even looked like the enemy who attacked her. Didn't see any.
Thinking of this, she involuntarily opened her eyes again and tried her best to stretch the muscles in her neck, as if just to turn her head and take a look.
And it was at the moment when she turned her head slightly and the corner of her eye hurriedly glanced at the window glass next to her, that she finally saw a dark face like a mummy.
"Is it a living corpse? Or... the so-called 'demon'?" Hermione mumbled feebly in her heart, "No matter what it is... anyway, it's so ugly!"
But in a daze, just when she thought she was really going to die in the hands of this ugly black mummy, she saw the guy in the glass reflection turn his head inexplicably and glance in a certain direction.
The next second, Hermione felt like the world was spinning, and then she fell heavily to the ground. The last image that stayed in her mind before she completely fell asleep was the scene of the black, rickety figure turning around, taking a step forward, and then slowly sinking into a black hole in the ground.
"Granger? Miss Granger? Can you hear me? G—"
…
The situation in the UK is obviously not optimistic, or it can even be said that it seems to have become more dangerous than in the past!
Hermione and Sarah, who came to investigate and contact Geofeiin, may not be said to be top-notch in strength, but at least they can be considered to be at the forefront and one of the few. However, not long after arriving, one of them was seriously injured and almost died.
When Hermione woke up from the coma, he found that he seemed to have returned to the hiding place in the Weymouth camp - the small building, and Sarah was sitting on the sofa not far away to accompany him.
"you're awake?"
Sensing that Hermione's energy was a little more active again, Sarah stopped what she was doing and raised her head to look at her a few times.
"Well, it seems there should be no problem... Oh, you have to thank Geofine this time! If she hadn't helped you with the treatment, you would have been in real danger - tearing your soul apart is no small matter."
"Ah! Really..."
Hermione seemed to recall the feeling of losing consciousness and being unable to move, so she couldn't help but raise her hand and move it a few times with some difficulty. Then after looking around twice, he asked weakly:
"Then... where is Miss Geofine?"
"She took her sister to the Granger camp." Sarah put down the wand in her hand and pointed roughly in the direction of the south. "The unexpected situation of being dragged there and unable to walk can be regarded as a blessing to Ur. Xiula reminded me that not just anyone can come here in the UK, even if someone is protecting them."
Having said this, she couldn't help but shook her head again.
"In fact, probably no one now dares to say who they can protect here - from now on, everyone can only rely on themselves."
Hermione couldn't help but be silent for a moment after hearing this. And during this period, Sarah, who was sitting on the shabby sofa on the other side, seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly spoke again:
"Granger, was there anyone else nearby when you were attacked? Or, did someone save you?"
"Save me? Isn't it you and Miss Geoffrey?" Hermione couldn't help but asked in confusion when she heard what she said, "Why do you say that?"
Before she finished speaking, Sarah couldn’t help but show a trace of confusion on her face.