Chapter 170
Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 170
"Kuya, Kuya."
The teenager has left the Black Crow pub with a dozen black clothed persons, and the tragedy inside will soon be known to the local Ministry of Magic.
But this has nothing to do with the teenager. For him, he didn't take this group of people in Albania into his eyes at all.
"Pickett, do you remember the name Kuya?" the boy asked Pickett behind him.
Pickett thought for a while, then said: "I remember I saw it in a secret record of a tribe, it seems that this Kuya tribe is a split from our Ancient Race. ."
"Listen to that madman old man, he found the ruins of the Kuya tribe and stayed in this forest." The boy looked at the forest in front of him, his red eyes sparkling with curiosity Looking, "I would like to know the ruins of this ancient tribe."
"Do you want to enter the forest?" Pickett frowned and persuaded, "It's better not to, let's This time, I am here for the sake of being safe, how can you..."
The boy frowned unhappily, furiously shouted, and said, "Enough! Can you not control me with everything!"
Pickett's expression remained the same, and lightly replied: "No."
The boy took a breath, and a killing intent emerged in his red eyes.
Pickett looked directly at him, Ling Ran was not afraid.
After staring at each other for a while, the boy couldn't hold it any longer, he was defeated, and sighed, "Then I'll listen to you."
Pickett's face appeared With a faint smile, he looked at the aggrieved young man, and said warmly, "Master Young, if you only need to endure the past few days, when the time comes, your subordinate will accompany you into the forest and look for the Nakuya tribe. Ruins."
"Really?" The boy raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.
Pickett said with a smile: "Naturally it's true."
The teenager smiled slyly, looked at Pickett and said, "Well, I'm a little hungry now, Bring someone to find me something to eat."
"Don't you want..." Pickett frowned, looking towards the boy, finally shook his head and sighed, "You can't eat that kind of food. , you are a noble Blood Race Prince, how can you let go of your noble status, you want to..."
The boy looked at Pickett with red eyes, and he almost grew a tail and wagged it. .
Pickett was helpless when he looked at the young man. After swaying the black clothed person around him, he looked at the young man with glowing eyes in front of him, and reached out and groped in his arms.
The boy puffed out his cheeks slightly, revealing a pair of sharp teeth.
Pickett extended the hand, spread it out quietly, with a red fruit lying on his palm, looking round and full.
The young man saw the fruit, his eyes only glowed, the tip of his tongue licked his lips slightly, then he grabbed it directly, put it to his mouth, and ate it directly.
"Well, it's delicious." The boy's mouth was full of red and tender pulp, and the red juice flowed down his mouth to his chin.
"Ai, if you eat bloody fruit, can you not be so embarrassed every time?" Pickett sighed.
The teenager wiped the juice from his mouth, then licked it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, nothing. Well, it's delicious to eat like this."
A sour smell floated past Pickett's nose, and his heart became even more tired.
This bloody fruit is unique to Blood Race and can also be used to feed the Vampire.
However, because of the unpleasant sour smell inside this fruit, many Vampires stay away from it.
However, this Young Master had a soft spot for this kind of fruit, which gave Pickett a headache.
After all, Young Master's status makes it inconvenient to do this kind of image-destroying thing, but the other party does it every time, which makes Pickett a headache.
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Altar.
Jason moved towards the statues, and after a while he was under the statues.
These statues are all fierce and muscular, some of them have heart-like sculptures on their hands, and some have blood on the corners of their mouths, looking very fierce.
Jason frowned in displeasure and continued on.
Jason walked around the altar and found that this place seemed to be a sealed space with no obvious exit. At the same time, he also counted the statues, there were a total of twelve statues.
After reading, Jason returned to the center of the altar and sat down cross-legged.
Above Jason's head, the light ball of the Fluorescent Charm was suspended silently, and a ray of light was thrown down.
The ferocious statue in the distance was illuminated by this ball of light Faintly discernable.
Perhaps I know, the appearance of these statues, Jason only felt a little uncomfortable looking at these statues.
This place has what Luck needs, and Jason has to take it away.
But just looking at this place is so big, there is nothing to hide, there are only twelve statues.
Jason sat on the ground, his eyes swept over the twelve statues, and purple rays of light flashed in his eyes.
In Jason's eyes, there is a faint light on these sculptures, but it is only a superficial layer. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.
In addition, on this altar, the pattern engraved on the slate was also sketched in Jason's mind little by little.
The slate depicts an eagle with its wings spread out, a Martial God steed.
At first glance, Jason felt that the shape of the pattern was familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized.
This is almost identical to the shape of the eagle ring at the entrance of the Ravenclaw tower in Hogwarts, except for some minor differences.
At this time, in Jason's mind, a bold guess emerged.
In order to confirm this guess, Jason stood up and walked slowly to the position of the eagle head of the eagle pattern. After searching carefully, he found a slightly concave place on the ground at the eagle's beak. place below.
Jason went there, put his hand there, pressed it hard, but nothing happened.
Jason slightly frowned, after thinking for a while, squatted down, stretched out his hand in the depression, and tapped a few times in a certain rhythm.
Then, a cold woman's voice sounded in the entire space.
"Welcome, friend."
On the slate of the altar, the sky blue light lit up, and a blue beam of light burst out from the center of the altar, bursting in mid-air, a A huge woman silhouette appeared in midair.
He has black curly hair, hanging eyes and thin lips, a slender face, a slightly pointed chin, and cold eyes, making him difficult to approach.
She appeared in midair, but only the upper body existed, and there was illusory smoke down from that round breast.
Jason looked at each other, his eyes swept across his dead mother's face quickly, but after a while at his round breasts, he said to the other party: "Hello, Ms. Ravenclaw. "
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