The Harry Potter Show Teaser

315 Resident Evil
"It's locked here, we seem to need a key..." The crisp female voice echoed in the charred black car with full of annoyance and complaints: "It should be on someone's body, but now they are all carbon crumbs..."

"Oh? Let me see..." Weiss' voice was full of doubts, followed by a loud bang, and Weiss' plain voice sounded again: "It's fine if you can drive it. What kind of key do you need? This train is not yours. House's."

"..." Responding to Weiss was the girl's surprised expression, her eyes were wide open, and her small mouth opened into a big 'O' shape.

……

"Before it was a scorpion, but this time it was a leech. This should be the car going to some research institute?" Weiss crushed the last 'leech' with a look of disgust, and the green juice exploded as Weiss stomped on it. The movement of the huge eyeballs on the back made a large area of ​​the ground sticky and wet.

Rebecca frowned and crouched on a fully armed man who had died, looking at the logo on his chest, her brows were tightly frowned, she didn't know what she was thinking, even the train that was gradually starting to move did not interrupt her thoughts .

……

"..."

"Why are you staring at me like this? I didn't clean it up?" Weiss touched his face. He had just blown up a humanoid monster made of countless leeches, and the train control room was covered with a layer of slimy slime. It was covered with a thick layer of things, and the two people who were relatively close were inevitably drenched all over.

"No, I just want to say that the speed of the train is getting faster and faster, and the operation panel was short-circuited by that lump..." Rebecca shook her head with a pale face: "And just entered a fork, I remember this The nearby map, there is a dead end, the foot of the mountain, the wall of the mountain..."

"so?"

"The train is about to hit the mountain wall, we are dead..." Rebecca squatted on the ground and buried her head in her knees, her voice muffled: "And at this speed, we can't jump off the train..."

"Why can't you jump?"

"Because at this speed, jumping off the car is tantamount to suicide." Rebecca tilted her head, revealing one eye staring at Wess: "It will fall into a puddle of meat."

"Oh." Weiss nodded in response and reached out to press Rebecca's head. The moment she pressed it, Rebecca waved her hand and knocked her down. Then she stared at a pair of big eyes and said angrily: "Don't touch my head!"

"Well," Weiss agreed without any hesitation, and then squeezed Rebecca's shoulders with both hands. With her astonished expression, he raised his arms vigorously, and Rebecca was thrown out of the train: "Go you!"

……

"I always feel like it's going to collapse if you take it down." Rebecca looked up at the ceiling that was making a 'clicking' sound. The next second, a large cloud of dust fell on her face: "Ah! Eyes! I Eyes! Pee, pee, pee..."

Weiss stopped demolishing the wall when he heard that, turned around and threw a cleansing spell at Rebecca, and said helplessly, "These people are all sick, and with so many mechanisms in their own home, I'm not afraid to get up in the middle of the night and find the bathroom Get into the mechanism... don't rub it, clean it up, just open it, it's fine."

"Aren't the devil's castles in fairy tales all equipped with mechanisms?" Rebecca opened her eyes cautiously while talking, and tried to blink a few times after realizing that it was all right.

"Don't believe those fairy tales. After a person is killed by an agency, they still have to clean up the blood and corpses. Maybe they have to clean up the ghosts and zombies after death. Anyway, it's the place where I live, so I don't even need to look at the bloody ones. Uncomfortable is that the smell of blood is easy to cause messy things, and more importantly: it’s not tiring to do it every two days... There is no mechanism, and there is also the kind that can completely destroy all traces, but that kind It is also very troublesome to maintain...well, the point is that the raw materials that provide their energy are very expensive..." Weiss curled his lips and talked eloquently: "Hermione has complained many times that the fairy tales that accompanied her childhood are all lies .”

"Hermione?" Rebecca repeated curiously.

"Well, Hermione Jane Granger." Weiss nodded but just repeated the name.

"Hey! This tone sounds like there are many stories..." Rebecca teased with a wonderful tone, but Weiss was still silent in return.

……

"This face, you are not that... Anyway, you are said to have been dead for a long time, haven't you?" Weiss raised his head and watched a young man on the second floor gradually change into an old face.

"I'm resurrected..." the old man said proudly, but what followed was a big fireball that interrupted his next words, and the flames spread rapidly and enveloped his whole body.

"Then die again." Accompanied by the tragic wailing, Weiss' calm voice reached the ears of the girl who had been blocked by him all the time, causing her to stick her head out of Weiss' arm, Tiptoes to see what's going on.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The screaming old man quickly turned into a huge green monster, and many leeches rained down on the ceiling. They rushed towards the monsters that were still burning, and used their body fluids and bodies to extinguish the fire. Obviously, their actions were not useless. With the death of each leech, the flames on the monster's body became smaller and smaller. In the end, it was extinguished with the bursts of clear smoke, revealing the withered and blackened monster in the middle moving a little bit towards the shadow away from Wess.

"Tsk, it would be convenient to ask Professor Dumbledore about the 'Fire Prison' spellcasting skills." Weiss shook his head helplessly, looked back at Rebecca, who was dripping with sweat, and gave up throwing another fireball plan.

"It's going to run away!" Rebecca reminded, shaking Wes's clothes.

"Yeah..." Weiss responded helplessly.

"Then don't chase?" Rebecca turned her head and stared at Wes.

"I'll give you a spell to insulate you from the heat first, and then a fire spell to dry you out." Weiss waved his hand indifferently, and then pressed his hand on the top of Rebecca's head again.

"If it's not necessary, you're done." Rebecca rolled her eyes up, staring at the palm of Wes's top of her head, the small palm was suspended in mid-air, as if she wanted to pat it down.

"Of course it's necessary, just like the spell that threw you out of the car." Wes quickly rubbed her soft ear-length hair with a deadpan expression.

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"It's over." Rebecca murmured while standing on the hillside looking at the buildings that were slowly extinguishing. Only then did she feel tired. When she recalled in a trance, she realized that the day had really passed. Very 'filling'.

From 'enrichment' to the point where her 18-year-old view of the world was shattered, everything turned into a murmured sigh: "Magic..."

"Well, it's over here." Weiss responded lightly, and then stretched out his hand to the top of Rebecca's head.

"What are you going to do again?" Rebecca moved a few steps vigilantly, staring at Wessman with guarded eyes.

"According to the regulations of the 'International Federation of Wizards' here..." Weiss shrugged and was about to speak, when the sound of helicopter rotors came again from the sky.

"Huh? STARS' helicopter?" Rebecca followed the voice and recognized it immediately. She happily waved her hands to the sky, and the helicopter in the sky also turned around and flew towards here as if it had spotted the two of them. In the end, it was suspended above the heads of the two of them.

Immediately, three ropes were thrown down.

Then, the three burly men who jumped off the helicopter with the help of the zipline instantly surrounded the two of them, to be precise, they surrounded Weiss, because the muzzles of the three black holes were pointed straight at him.

The three of them wore tactical vests covered with ammunition and grenades. Through the eyes covered by sunglasses, they stared at Weiss without saying a word, with the temperament of a master.

"What are you doing?" Rebecca stood in front of Wes all of a sudden, and blocked Wes with her petite body with her arms outstretched... As for how much she blocked, um, let's change the topic.

"Get out of the way, Rebecca." An uncle-level man with a slicked back said in a deep voice, "This is the captain's order."

"Captain Wesker?" Rebecca was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked over a man's side to the helicopter that was gradually coming to a stop.

In less than a minute, three people came down from the stationary helicopter, two men and one woman. Their costumes were almost the same as those of the four around Weiss. The leader was a man who combed his blond hair meticulously. The sunglasses blocked half of his face, and he walked towards Weiss like a dragon and a tiger.

"Jill." The man seemed to glance at Rebecca, and said in a deep voice to the woman who was following him.

"Yes." The woman named Jill strode out more and more, reaching out to pull Rebecca aside.

"Tell me what's going on!" Rebecca yelled at the people around while struggling to break free from Jill's restraint, hoping to get an answer.

"This is an order!" Jill said seriously with a straight face, and was annoyed by Rebecca in the end. The state of alert quickly walked away from Weiss.

"You look familiar." Weiss ignored Rebecca's noise and stared straight at the leading man.

"Shoot." The man ordered without any hesitation.

Accompanied by three bursts of air compression, three faint purple needle-shaped 'bullets' pierced the ground, but the figure that was supposed to be there had already disappeared.

"You really look familiar, have we met somewhere?" Weiss' figure suddenly appeared behind Wesker as if cutting through the air, with one hand on his shoulder and the other tapping his forehead.

The four people who noticed the disappearance of the target immediately turned their heads to look at Tingsheng, and saw the figure holding Wesker hostage in an instant. They all pointed their guns at Wes, but because the two were too close, they were not sure to shoot.

"It's a ghost!" A man in a yellow tactical vest standing behind Wesker fell to the ground and crawled away from the two of them with both hands and feet.

"What a disrespect, I still have feet." Weiss turned his head and shook the soles of his raised feet at the screaming man.

At the moment when Wes's center of gravity shifted slightly, Wesker moved, and he pulled Wes's arm around his throat with one hand and suddenly sank down, while the other hand stretched back quickly, firmly He grabbed the back of Weiss's neck, and while exerting force on his waist and abdomen, he exerted strength with both arms to prepare to overturn him.

Then, nothing happened.

Weiss was still sticking tightly behind him, his arms were still tightly strangling his throat.

However, the hand he was holding onto the back of Weiss's neck could not move it at all, and it felt as if he was grasping a piece of steel, without any curvature of the neck at all.

"Seeing that I directly ordered 'shoot', it seems that you 'know' me very well? How do you know, can you tell me generously?" Weiss glanced at the arm hanging behind his head and said calmly As he spoke, the fingers that didn't strangle his throat lightly moved circles in the air one after another.

"..." Wesker responded in silence, without any intention of speaking. He just slammed his elbow into Wes's abdomen quickly, but in the end it seemed to hit a piece of steel, and the people behind him still didn't respond at all.

In an instant, Wesker gave up this meaningless action, and instead used his fingers to insert his fingers in the direction of Wes' eyes. In the next second, it was still as if he had poked hard steel, his fingernails turned up and dripped with blood, and his hand bones were contused. From a strange angle, at this moment, Weiss behind him said: "Don't bother, this is 'power outside the specification', and only 'power outside specification' can crack it."

"Let go of the captain!" "You are surrounded now!" "..." And the squad he belonged to shouted angrily one by one, and Rebecca stood alone by herself, with a look of bewilderment. He looked at Weiss nervously.

"Are you still not going to say it? Whatever, I'm just asking casually anyway..." Weiss still twitched his fingers casually, and as he swung down violently, countless green ropes sprang up from the ground and tied them tightly. All the members lived, even Rebecca was no exception, except that she had a chair made of mud to sit on, while the others, men, women, young and old, all lay straight.

Seeing this scene, Wesker completely stopped resisting movements, but his heavy and disordered breathing and the loud drum-like sound echoed in his chest cavity, the heart that seemed to be jumping out of the chest cavity seemed to tell Wesker that he The owner's state of mind at this time: He panicked.

Just when Wesker opened his mouth and before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a mysterious force invade his brain, as if all his secrets were being probed one by one, and he However, he himself did not have the slightest resistance, and even the voices of the underground team members seemed to be far away from him. Only the calm voice of the young man behind him echoed in his ears, and there was only this voice left in his whole world: "Dementor!" Take a thought..."

...a few hours later...

"Hmm... Jill? Barry? Why are we here?" A strong man woke up first, looked around in a daze, and instantly saw a group of teammates beside him.

"We seem to have...received a mission?" The middle-aged man with his hair combed back and wearing a red coat frowned and replied in a low voice.

"Mission content: Come and find and bring back the members of the Bravo team. We seem to have found one..." Jill with short hair reached out to Rebecca's neck, who was still sleeping next to her, and added after a moment of pondering: "Just Just fell asleep..."

"Then what's going on with us? We're sleepy together?" A young man scratched his head and said to himself in a daze.

"Where's the captain? We seem to be going with the captain?" The man in the yellow vest also woke up, but there was a little more panic in his voice. After he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his head and denied himself: "Well, it doesn't seem to be the case. Captain Wesker didn't come with us. He seemed to say that he was going to report something to the director..."

"Oh!"

"Gunshots! That direction!" The strong man suddenly frowned, quickly got up and looked at one place: "We have to go and see!"

"Wait! Chris, what about her?" Jill squatted on the ground, pressing Rebecca's abdomen with one hand to check if she had any other injuries.

"Brad send her back?" Chris turned to his teammates while talking about his thoughts.

Just as the few people were exchanging opinions, there was another rustling sound from the bushes not far away.

"Roar……"

(End of this chapter)