Harry Potter Hello Dark Lord

On Christmas morning, heavy snow suddenly fell near the Somme River, and the wind and snow came suddenly. The sky and the earth were completely white, and the wind and snow blew so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

The Somme River had long been frozen at this time, and not long ago, a burst of black air suddenly burst out from the bottom of the river. The strange atmosphere of death and decay filled the entire Somme River. An evil and huge lintel was vaguely visible at the bottom of the river.

There seems to be a line of text above.

“Those who enter this gate must give up all hope?” Clayton Selwyn stood by the river in a black robe, looking like an old bat with its wings tightened: “Is this the gate of hell described by the prophet Dante?

?Is there really a hell, an underworld?”

August Foley looked at the underwater lintel without anger and self-importance: "History often evolves into legends, and legends will spread into legends..."

There was a sound of air friction and explosion, and Pierce appeared in front of Old Foley: "Mr. Foley, the people from the Eye of Danatus are here!"

"How many people came?"

"More than three thousand people! They claim to be employees of the French Ministry of Magic and have surrounded us. Although we can enter the ruins immediately in the core area, the other party has now blocked the periphery, and a radius of more than ten kilometers has been blocked.

They completely locked down."

Clayton laughed a few times, his hoarse and sinister voice making people shudder: "That brat Burress is so generous! Why didn't I see that boy was so decisive when he was young..."

Pierce saw that two big-shot figures could still recall the glorious past here, and he felt anxious: "Mr. Foley, Mr. Selwyn! We only have less than fifty people, and the retainers you have mobilized are still there at this moment."

Before we come, fifty is no match for three thousand!"

Clayton Selwyn completely ignored Pierce and looked at Old Welfare: "I didn't expect that we had already started mobilizing personnel the moment the ruins appeared, but Burress was still one step ahead. Old Lion

, Boreth should have something that can sense the exact time when the ruins are opened, there is a chance that the ruins contain the so-called remains of the God of Death!"

"We must not let him get the remains of the God of Death!"

"The Selwyn family does not engage in loss-making business..."

"Quarter!"

"One-half..."

"One third! Don't push yourself too far and challenge the lion's wrath!"

"Ok! ok! One-third is one-third, but I want actual control of Northern Ireland and the Western Isles!"

"Yes!" Old Marquis Welfare agreed without blinking.

"Okay! Jie Jie Jie Jie... It's refreshing, I just like doing business with the Golden Lion family..." Clayton smiled sinisterly: "Get ready to evacuate!"

Pierce was puzzled: "Wha...what?"

Pierce looked at Old Marquis Foley again, when Old Foley said coldly: "Get ready to evacuate!"

"Augus, long time no see! Are you leaving just after we met? Isn't that a little too callous, my dear brother!"

In the white wind and snow, a black mist fell in front of several people, and a figure in tattered robes and a skull mask appeared in front of them.

Clayton: "Haha~ Buress, I didn't expect that the young master of the welfare family who was elegant and domineering fifty years ago would actually be reduced to wearing rags and rags... When has the welfare family ever lost such a person?

ah!"

Old Welfare looked at Burres and said coldly: "I've seen you before, is there anything else? I'll leave the ruins to you, let's go first!"

Behind the mask, Borres frowned slightly, but then his thoughts returned to Gujing Wubo, and then he saw Borres reaching out and pointing at a pale young man in the distance behind Old Welfare and the others: "You can leave, but that child has to go."

Give me!"

"What do you want him to do?" Old Foley said, looking Burress up and down, as if he wanted to see through Burress's true purpose.

At this time, Clayton couldn't help but turn his head and look at Tom in the distance, with a bit more joking and thinking in his eyes.

"It's impossible to give that child to you! Since there's no more talk, let's fight a bloody way out!"

Old Welfare shouted loudly, and then the golden lion scepter in his hand bloomed like a ripple of water. The tip of the stick hit the ground hard, shaking the mountain in the next second, like a sudden earthquake.

With an order, dozens of people present instantly entered a fighting state. Fifty against three thousand, the numerical disadvantage was revealed from the beginning. The people around Old Welfare and Clayton fell one by one.

There were less than thirty people who could stand up.

…

At this time, on a hill far away from the battlefield, a group of people gathered here.

The group of people were all wearing silver armor, holding giant swords with both hands, and their horses were galloping and neighing.

One of the leading knights glanced at the man without a helmet next to him and asked sternly: "Padrick, where is Roland!? Why hasn't he arrived yet?!? If he doesn't come, we will launch a surprise attack directly. If it's not for what reason?

The Sword of the Twelfth Knight, the Twelve Knights are simply not qualified to participate in this operation!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, a little captain, you really have such a strong tone!" As soon as he finished speaking, a big man in black armor kicked the small captain who was speaking off his horse.

At this moment, a little guy with a wicked smile jumped down from the big black horse: "Hua Tsai, you have to take time to have a bad mouth! Brother, why are you provoking this madman..."

"Shut up!" Black-armored Roland shouted gloomily, and Qin Weijie immediately put away his gloating expression.

"Captain! We are all warriors of King Arthur. We are all knights fighting for glory. Please restrain your anger. Our sword will cut through the darkness. Our fists will crush injustice. Our force is

To protect the glory, not to target our brothers!" Qin Weijie said with a serious face, his ability to change his face in an instant was already perfect.

Roland couldn't help but hide his face and sigh at this time. This guy is too good at showing off. Aren't you embarrassed? Just now, you were gloating and mocking each other, but in the blink of an eye, you have become brothers?

Padrick also looked at Roland a little confused at this time, and whispered: "Roland, what did you do to this kid? I think he may have a serious illness!"

When Padrick was speaking, Qin Weijie was standing not far from him. Upon hearing Padrick's words, Qin Weijie immediately shouted loudly, instantly attracting the attention of all the knights present:

"For glory! For justice! For King Arthur! For the creed of knights! Rotten darkness, I am not afraid of you, I will trample the darkness to find the light! For justice in this world, for the glory of knights! Fight! Fight! Everything.

Brothers, take up your weapons and fight! Until the last drop of blood is shed, as long as the darkness is eradicated, you will not regret it even if you die!!"

"Death! No regrets!"

"I will not regret it even if I die!"

"I will not regret it even if I die!!"

Qin Weijie inexplicably conducted a pre-war mobilization, and everyone's passion seemed to be aroused. They shouted loudly, and everyone's eyes showed passionate enthusiasm.

Qin Weijie: "What are you waiting for! Kill all those heretics!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of knights swarmed out, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. In the wind and snow, they rushed away in a majestic manner. The silver armor flashed with cold light, showing a sense of heroism that even though thousands of people were going there, they were going there.

.

At this time, the captain of the Seventh Knights who was still lying on the ground looked at his men leaving in confusion: "What the hell? Who am I? Where am I? What the hell am I doing?"

Padrick looked at Roland with a look of disbelief: "Roland, are you a little cruel? This kid has some mental problems. He is such a good person, and he has only been in your hands for only a week... Tsk.

Tsk tsk...what a pity..."

At this time, Roland really had the urge to squeeze Qin Weijie to death. When Padrick was not paying attention, Roland sent a message to Qin Weijie in time: "Did you ask for so many extra scenes?!"