Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

On the road, a lone carriage stood there, the seats were empty, and even the horses in front were missing. Hermione appeared in the shade of a nearby tree, looking at this twisted space with an expressionless face, where the power of the saint level remained.

In the state of spiritual vision, she noticed that there was a delicate balance remaining in the center of the carriage, which was constantly swallowing the light shining in from the outside, scattered and curled inside like a mess, filling the black hole formed by the vacancy in the center.

"Who was killed?" After circling the area outside the carriage, Hermione did not intend to disturb the balance here. If you can restore the power of a saint, you can deal with the spread of pollution in the mirror world. Now let's wait for the official to deal with it. Then he naturally retreats into the shadow of the surrounding trees, as if to avoid the sun above his head.

"Aren't you going to come out and say a few words?"

The shadows beneath her feet twisted and spun, and the place where Hermione stood quickly became dark, as if she were standing on a black hole. She felt like the space around her was constantly squeezing and turning black, as if it was swallowing her up, and her vision began to move away from its original place.

In the state of spiritual vision, one can see that this space was dragged down like a curtain, crumpled into a ball, and fell into the darkness.

The sound of the mirror breaking was heard, and Hermione's figure appeared outside. She was hesitating whether to jump inside to see the source of the pollution, but she was in a bad condition and it would be troublesome if it was a trap, so it was better to play it safe.

The cold ice quickly sealed a tree ice, and a slender figure wearing a black hooded robe appeared outside in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and the black flame spread and directly submerged it.

"We will meet again later, I hope you can calm down." A low female voice left behind, and the hooded man disappeared here.

"A traveler?" Hermione moved away from here the moment she discovered that the other party was discovered. Her escape speed did not allow Hermione to throw the flame spear that she had gathered.

Looking back at the place where I originally stood, the trees and weeds had withered and lacked a sense of vitality, as if they had been dead for many years. The darkness below has disappeared, leaving behind the carriage maintaining a delicate balance in the middle.

"It's really difficult!"

Hermione cut off the trees on the road in the distance. This road was a main road. There were not many vehicles now, but there would be more in a while.

He took out his small mirror and prepared to see the reason. The red runes disappeared. This was a layer of insurance specially added by Hermione. If the other party was malicious, it would be automatically interrupted.

"Who's riding in the carriage?"

A picture emerged. Perec, whom Hermione said goodbye to at noon today, was sitting in a carriage, with the driver driving the horse in front of him.

The shadow of the carriage he was in shook rapidly and was about to penetrate the mirror. The wheels of the carriage in front began to spin and ran directly towards the grass. The mirror directly shattered and ignited black flames, interrupting the invasion of the shadow inside, and the space reflected inside was somewhat shattered.

The carriage without horses or people in front ran over the grass and was about to travel to the spirit world. Hermione jumped up and pinned it down with her kick, and black flames filled the carriage. There was a clicking sound, and the surrounding space was distorted. Hermione and the carriage were like pieces of paper that had been squeezed flat in the eyes of normal people.

She felt that the things on her body were disappearing quickly. The originally clean and exquisite clothes were quickly becoming old, and the impact was quickly eroding her body and spirit.

The pupilless eyes and the original witch mark inside the body light up, white skin with gorgeous patterns is exposed on the surface of the body, and blurry human faces appear on the top of the loose hair.

Hermione's momentum changed drastically and she hung in the air, feeling that the power that could destroy everything around her returned to her body. The ice wall condensed around it reflected this scene.

The breath stained on the carriage wanted to escape from here, and the ice wall suddenly shattered like twinkling stars and fell into the mirror in Hermione's hand.

Well aware of the appearance of the flowing river, Hermione threw the mirror directly into it and sealed it, and the image was returned to the reflection of the ordinary bracelet carried on her wrist.

"Where is Perec?"

The ice wall mirror was pitch black and there was nothing there, which made Hermione a little confused. What was this?

"The sources of these contaminations."

The devouring feeling appeared, the mirror exploded directly, and the surrounding plants withered quickly. It was obvious that the opponent was somewhat powerful. Hermione felt that her peak experience period was about to pass, so she spread out the illusory black flames to clean up the surrounding area before falling back to the ground.

"I thought I had arrived quickly enough, but I didn't expect I was still late."

The divine patterns on Hermione's body quickly disappeared, her hair fell back, and her whole body returned to its usual appearance. It's safer this way.

The original witch was also afraid of dying in the hands of outsiders. The brand gave her the power to protect herself just like having self-awareness. The mark of Mr. Fool helped her balance the instability caused by the sealed object and the brand in her body.

The plants inside formed a circular withered area. Hermione bent down and picked off a blade of grass, which quickly dissipated into powder. The clothes on her body were also white and old, and if Hermione hadn't used her extraordinary ability to maintain them, they would have shattered into powder and exposed her skin.

A middle-aged woman wearing a white robe from the Church of Knowledge came here. Her face had some wrinkles, and there was a hint of charm in her beauty. Her green eyes reflected the scenery in front of her, and her dark blond slightly curly hair was pulled back. Overall, she looked intellectual and full of wisdom. .

"Are you here? It's a little late and I couldn't catch up."

"It actually actively hunted the Extraordinary. It still had the help of others." The woman looked at the scene and sensed it for a while, then looked at Hermione, "First time meeting, friend of the Church of Fools, my name is Columpel Vile. Accept. I’ll excuse you now. Let’s chat next time when we have time.”

After greeting Hermione, she disappeared here.

'Listen to her, she should know what it is. Since you didn't tell yourself, you don't have to worry about it. I hope Perec is okay. Part of the pollution has been sealed by himself. I guess that hidden existence is going to be furious. Who asked you to mess with me? 'Hermione also left here and used the mirror world to go back.

Some carriages were approaching in the distance. The driver was cursing and clearing away the fallen trees on the ground. Those gaps were obviously cut on the road deliberately by someone. The withered plants inside made them a little confused.

Hermione returned to her room through the glass window, where Dermot and Adele were waiting. When they saw Hermione coming out, they stood up excitedly.

"I knew you would definitely come back. That was magic. It was so magical."

"Don't do it yet...

Before Hermione could finish speaking, two curious people were already on top of her, touching her curiously. It felt a little cold to the touch to prove that this was not a dream, and the places where her old clothes were touched turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

She has never encountered that power that can both devour and decay. Could it be that she has fallen behind because she has been sleeping for too long? It doesn't look like the time when the item was stolen by a thief, nor does it look like natural decay, so the Twilight Giant doesn't seem to be right either.

He should know a lot about sending the sealed contamination to Derrick. Hermione quickly had an idea in her mind. Now she would try not to come into contact with these more dangerous ones. Just now, her mythical creature form was deliberately inspired by herself, just for fear of these silent contaminations.

Naturally, I went to the cabinet and took out my clothes and put them on. I'd probably have to be careful about image issues later if I encounter them. As for ordinary people and low-sequence people, they were probably turned into powder or swallowed up. Fortunately, their personalities were strong enough to withstand the erosion.

"It's great to be young. I already have a lot of fat." Dermot touched his belly, feeling nostalgic.

"Aren't you okay? Madam, your focus is obviously wrong. And Adai, there was a danger nearby just now. Don't come up to me if you see anything in the future. I will accidentally hurt you later." "

After scolding the two people in front of her like an adult scolding a child, Hermione tightened her hands on Dermot's stomach. It was not as serious as she said. Isn't it normal for ordinary people to have some? You have to be a witch to remain perfect. He supported A'dai again and straightened her waist.

“Be confident, it’s not good to be too humble.

"Let's go back, remember to keep it secret, or else I'll lock you in the dark room of the mirror.

Hermione, who had changed into a long house dress, walked in front. Behind him, Dermot looked at Hermione's back and made a quick face. He looked at Adele and smiled without making a sound.

"Don't think I can't see it, I'm angry." Hermione suddenly turned her head, looked at the two people who were about to get close to each other, tilted her head and turned back to the study.

When Hans and Emma saw Hermione coming in, they unconsciously sat up straight and looked at her like she was an alien. They must have seen the scene right.

"Good afternoon, it's time to get ready for class, my dear children."

"Sister Hermione, you just...

"Don't talk about irrelevant things during class time."

Hermione interrupted Hans. She was too anxious just now and ran over directly. It was not easy to fool him now. It was better to agree to keep the secret after the meeting was over.

At night, the manor was shrouded in darkness. Hermione sat under the newly made hanging basket in the yard. She had just made an agreement with Hans and Emma to keep this secret. I originally didn't want to prevent them from contacting the extraordinary world, but I didn't expect that they would still be affected to some extent.

The surrounding atmosphere quickly became eerie and cold, the lights on the arches of the aisle flower racks flickered, and half of Red's head popped out of the void to look at Hermione in front of her.

"Say something quickly, I'm very busy."

"Hong belongs to me, send me something to Derrick." Hermione took out a letter and the bracelet and gave it to Hong.

"Don't say such disgusting words next time." Then Hong disappeared with the things, leaving Hermione shaking in the night.

She raised her head and looked at the starry sky without the crimson moon, and thought of Palina's ballad. Under the bright starry sky today, she wondered if there were Northern Lights in Fusac in the north, the same white snow, and the same cold.

"You think, can I still go back?"

Hermione started to swing, and illusory birds and squirrels appeared around her. Some stood on her shoulders, and some circled around her. The surrounding spirits consciously came to her side, and the faint blue light made the place a bit dreamy, making her feel like an elf.

"I almost forgot that you are not intelligent enough to understand." The little squirrel seemed to understand and jumped in front of Hermione to object strongly.