I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 452 Death is approaching

The previous chapter has been modified——

"How...how is this possible?" Mr. Basil murmured in a low voice, his voice full of shock and despair.

Unable to accept this fact.

Almost the next moment, sadness was replaced by huge anger, and he had no ability to think after chasing him all the way.

Perhaps due to the influence of amnesia, his judgment has declined exponentially.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his eyes.

Mr. Basil quickly stepped forward to check the status of the two of them.

Miss Zhang changed from shy to angry.

He thought something might happen.

Looking at the bright red lips, getting closer and closer.

"Here -" she tilted her neck, exposing her ears that had lost earrings to him, "This is a magic weapon that can cast illusion spells and iron armor spells at all times. Now that one is missing, it will lose its effect. .”

Zhang Xiaolin looked angry and wanted to say something else.

"It's a small thing." The girl said nonchalantly, "That's why I want to take revenge now."

With his help, Zhang Xiaolin's slightly trembling body finally calmed down.

His mouth was still open and he couldn't see the air coming in or out.

"Really?" The girl blinked, her black eyes like the dark night sky, quiet and deep.

"It's okay." Miss Zhang leaned into his arms and said briefly.

"Are you...are you okay?" he asked stammering, trying to sound calm.

But before she could finish her words, the boy in front of her hugged her tightly.

It was as if he suddenly fell while walking, causing his body and limbs to appear in a twisted posture.

When she finally retreated, Lin suddenly fell down and lost her temper. She said she couldn't get up, saying that she was too tired to even scold the natives.

"Then save it first," he said.

"That's someone else's." The girl explained.

This stupid idiot - why has he never come to see her in the past three years, but just keeps writing letters!

He had hinted so clearly, should he ask her to say it clearly?

Really - a lump of elm wood, a fool.

His eyes were always on the sea, on the undulating spirit flower, and a touch of joy emerged in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mr. Basil quickly followed.

Then he conjured a wooden comb and helped her to stand up her hair.

"You know?" Miss Zhang was the first to break the silence. Her face was red and she wanted to eat the sneaky guy in one bite. "If I hadn't been too lazy to raise my hand now, I would have given you some color to show you!"

"Hmph!" The girl bit her red lips, "I still want to take advantage."

After doing all this, she walked straight over the two coffins and hurried towards the transfer room.

When there was only a ray of afterglow in the end, a faint tremor could be heard on Miss Zhang's bed.

After a few steps, someone stopped them.

The girl was startled by this sudden move, and those hands were too strong.

He took out the folding fan from his waist and waved it angrily. The huge floating water droplets slipped from the folding fan, and then slowly swallowed the two of them as if it had some kind of viscosity.

Although the girl kept urging him to leave.

This startled Mr. Basil, who was guarding her.

"Head full of lust."

"Also, did you encounter any danger last night?"

"Reach out again, or I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

He reluctantly propped himself up, stood up and said, "You should think about your body."

She shook her ponytail and said, "Let's go!"

"Death by suffocation," said Mr. Basil.

Zhang Xiaolin couldn't resist her, so she could only glare at the man fiercely, as if to warn him not to have any inappropriate thoughts, and then she could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

Even if they rest, they cannot rest for a long time, whether eating or drinking, etc. - the substances needed by living creatures are likely to be forgotten by wizards during sleep, and they will eventually forget to eat and starve themselves to death.

The two looked at each other.

Seaside - Mr. Basil asked loudly again, his voice full of anger and sorrow.

He helped her onto the bed.

His girl just wants to be pampered.

Everyone subconsciously looked back.

He had just been woken from bed by an unaffected wizard.

Suddenly, in the forest, a silver-haired girl was leaning against a willow tree and breathing heavily.

Now - they seem to be unable to do anything but fight against oblivion. The whole ship has become quiet. Only a few lucky ones who have not been 'infected' are in charge of the overall situation, and they patrol the crew's rooms every once in a while.

Mr. Basil was a little overwhelmed by Miss Zhang's gaze.

The sunlight on the sea gradually became dim.

After she was safe, the girl who fell asleep was as dirty as she was now - it was he who cast a spell to clean her and comb her hair again.

How could Mr. Basil put her in danger again?

He quickly chased after him.

The two of them hugged each other and walked to Miss Zhang's room.

"You should give me a new pair, idiot!" The girl snorted, raised her chin, raised her head, and glanced at Mr. Basil.

"Why did it change color?" asked Mr. Basil.

She pushed Mr. Basil away, and then said with displeasure mixed with shyness, "Have you hugged me enough?"

Zhang Xiaolin was still in a state of being in a different world. She blinked and tried to understand what had just happened. When she realized that Mr. Basil had just kissed her, her eyes suddenly shone with a dangerous light.

When he saw them, there were two crooked bodies lying in the corridor.

"Let's go back first," she said.

After all, maybe the anger just now made her get rid of her fatigue. For the first time, she finally overcame the mental obstacle of wanting to sleep in her head and slowly got up.

"She is dead," said the Bishop. "This is an indisputable fact. She has died a long time ago. The 'alive' you see of her is just the obsession of her soul."

"She didn't! She didn't!! She didn't!!!"

"Clean it." He first cleaned the girl's clothes.

This is also Sirius' request.

"She didn't!" Mr. Basil roared violently, almost going crazy.

It's Winston.

Zhang Xiaolin and Mr. Basil appeared together in a claustrophobic room on the Camelot.

Therefore, the maximum rest time he set cannot exceed six hours.

"You must accept this fact." The bishop's voice was calm and cold. Neither angry nor resisting, he just stood calmly in the water half waist deep, looking at the almost crazy man.

"." Mr. Basil rubbed his chest in pain. Although the punch was not very powerful, he always had to pretend.

Everything seemed still.