Chapter 627: stalking task
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Ron looked shocked. He whispered nervously, "Who are you? Death Eaters? Dark wizards?"
There was no sound behind him. Ron swallowed and turned his head, but the wand on his waist poked him so hard that he didn't dare to move immediately.
He murmured and said: "I said - you may not realize a problem, if I die, you will never run away, I am a Merlin Second Class Medal recipient - I will become first class soon, or anti-black magic A full member of the association, I am the favorite student of Dumbledore and Professor Heppe, the famous Harry Potter knows? He and I are the best brothers..."
There was a small, malicious laugh from behind.
"Of course I know who you are." A voice pinching the noise said that Ron was relieved, and then he felt a burning pain in the back of his right hand, "Don't make small moves." The voice said, and Ron put his hand in his pocket. froze.
"Come with me!"
Ron was dragged to one side, and Tonks' clumsy figure disappeared from the corner of his eye. His eyes dimmed and he saw that they had come to a narrow alley with dim light. He was pushed roughly against the wall.
"Ron Weasley?"
"That's right," said Ron, his voice calming.
"Oh, you're unlucky, seeing something you shouldn't see—" the voice said frivolously.
Ron was suddenly full of confidence.
"Well, I don't think so."
"Be honest! You—"
A twisted magic force suddenly appeared on the surface of Ron's body, and the wand behind him was forced to push away. The twisted magic force spread its teeth and claws, but it quickly expanded like an inflated plastic bag, bulging into a ball, inside the alley. Hunting sounds.
With his wand in hand, Ron turned around slowly (and stroked his hair halfway through), and looked mockingly at the half-faced man who had been slammed into the other wall by the spell.
"Looks so embarrassed, Collins." His tone was full of schadenfreude.
"Think you're cool?" Collins said angrily, "Let me out soon!" Her face was deformed by Ron's magic, and her voice was muffled.
Ron held back the magic with a smirk.
"Humanoid Charm?" Collins asked, leaning up against the wall and rubbing her face vigorously.
"Ha, the first silent spell I mastered, you are so lucky."
Ron tapped his palm with his wand, a few sparks splattered from the tip of the wand, and a triumphant expression appeared on his face.
Collins walked out of the alley angrily.
"Hey, don't go, what's going on?" Ron asked after him, "I saw Tonks...
That person is her, I judged from the action. "
"It's her," Collins gave a positive answer. When the two walked out of the alley, she looked around for a while,
"Forget it, let's find a place to rest for a while. The temperature has dropped so much these two days, but the old lady is running around... I really doubt that she did it on purpose."
They walked towards the three brooms.
"Who are you talking about?" Ron asked curiously.
"Carlotta Pinkstone," Collins said. "She's only recently come out of Azkaban, and Tonks and I are tracking her."
"That person is a criminal?" Ron asked in surprise. "She wouldn't be one-by-one."
"No, not like you think. She has nothing to do with the recent Dark Wizarding trial." Collins explained, and they took a window seat at Three Broomsticks when Mrs. Rosemerta walked towards them,
"What would you like, dear? Oh, Mr. Weasley?"
"Well," said Ron slowly, in a low voice, "I need a glass of Hot Whiskey and give this lady a—"
"Are you an adult?" Collins looked at him suspiciously.
Ron coughed violently, his face flushed, and he gave her a vicious look, "It's only been less than five months, if you have to get to the bottom of it!" Mrs. Rosemerta covered her mouth and chuckled, exuding charm all over her body. Attractive temperament. "A glass of hot whiskey, all right," she said calmly, "how about you, this pretty lady?
"I don't need anything," Collins said firmly.
"She can't drink, she's doing a sizzle!" Ron inhaled with an expression of pain, he pulled back his trampled toe, and said to Mrs. Rosemerta angrily, "Excuse me, get her a soda instead. kind of stuff."
"I recommend Sydney juice soda," said the bar owner.
"That's it." Ron said, seeing that Collins had no objection. When Mrs. Rosmerta left, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "That Carol—"
"Carlotta!"
"Okay, Carlotta," Ron shrugged, "what crime did she commit? Why are you both staring at her?
Frankly, I don't think Tonks is suitable for close stalking work unless"
"Unless we didn't want to hide it at all." Collins looked approvingly.
Ron stared, and he was about to say unless the person giving the order was out of his mind, but he wouldn't admit to Collins unless his head was out too. So he echoed, "Yeah, that's right, that's what I thought. Be specific!"
"She is an activist"
Collins said slowly in the warm, faintly scented bar, the time passed little by little,
The cups in front of them were empty, and Collins stood up and put on a scarf, "I'm going to go and replace Tonks. Oh, by the way, if you see Cedric, say hello to me, I watched it earlier. To him and his little girlfriend."
"Can't you say it yourself?" Ron muttered disapprovingly.
"The task is at hand." Collins smiled and covered his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, "Well,
I have to say, your response today was impressive and I look forward to seeing you as my new colleague. "
"Got it, got it." Ron's ears were a little red, and he said slowly, showing what he thought was noble and deep.
Towards dusk, the little wizards of Hogwarts came out from all directions and set out on their way back to school. The door of the three brooms was pushed open, and a woman wearing a dark green double-breasted trench coat walked in. She is not young, but people can still see the beauty and elegance of her youth from her face .
Mrs. Rosmerta took the initiative to meet her.
"This guest, come in, what do you want?"
The woman did not answer in a hurry, she took off the hard pointed hat, revealing the short gray hair under the hat, looked around,
Then he said, "Please prepare me a remote room. I'm going to stay tonight."
"Okay, ma'am," replied Mrs. Rosemerta. "Anything else?"
"I'm probably hosting someone tonight, so don't bother me, I don't need any services other than lodging. Understand?"
"Oh, well, all right," said Mrs. Rosemerta hesitantly. "According to Ministry of Magic regulations, accommodation requires name registration...\"
"Sure," said the woman, "you can call me Nicole Noel."
It was late at night, and the stars were twinkling outside the window. The woman sat on a chair in the room and waited patiently.
She had been in this motion for a while, her hands clasped together, her eyes flashing with memory.
Did the Hogwarts girl deliver the letter? Will he make an appointment? Why didn't they contact these people after getting out of trouble? Was he disheartened that after that incident no one would acknowledge his unshakable dominance...
"Knock Knock!"
The woman stood up excitedly~www.novelhall.com~ Fortunately, she didn't lose her mind, "Is that you?" She asked in a trembling voice.
There was no response from outside.
Her heart sank suddenly, she quickly drew out her wand and pointed to the door. "Who's outside?" the woman shouted, this time her voice was full of indifference and chill.
"Felix Hepp," said the young voice outside the door, "a lady who calls herself Nicole Noel' is taking the liberty of visiting, can we go downstairs and talk?" With the voice, the surrounding air It seems to be solidifying, connecting into an inseparable whole.
The woman raised her wand decisively, and a burst of fire came out, and she tried to Apparate.
"boom!"
The door was torn apart, and the flames blasted a large hole in the wall. The woman's figure disappeared at the last second, but she was quickly thrown out, surrounded by a wasteland, the black stone shadows were silent, the trees rustled, and the chill of the night was transmitted to the woman through the icy ground. She shivered and got up from the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye, Nicole Noll saw a light, the village of Hogsmeade.
She exhaled the freezing coldness in her chest, and roughly determined where she was—outside of Hogsmeade. Then she turned her attention to the man who appeared silently in front of her. The moonlight fell on his too young face, outlining his handsome facial features.
"Felix Hepp?"
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Ron looked shocked. He whispered nervously, "Who are you? Death Eaters? Dark wizards?"
There was no sound behind him. Ron swallowed and turned his head, but the wand on his waist poked him so hard that he didn't dare to move immediately.
He murmured and said: "I said - you may not realize a problem, if I die, you will never run away, I am a Merlin Second Class Medal recipient - I will become first class soon, or anti-black magic A full member of the association, I am the favorite student of Dumbledore and Professor Heppe, the famous Harry Potter knows? He and I are the best brothers..."
There was a small, malicious laugh from behind.
"Of course I know who you are." A voice pinching the noise said that Ron was relieved, and then he felt a burning pain in the back of his right hand, "Don't make small moves." The voice said, and Ron put his hand in his pocket. froze.
"Come with me!"
Ron was dragged to one side, and Tonks' clumsy figure disappeared from the corner of his eye. His eyes dimmed and he saw that they had come to a narrow alley with dim light. He was pushed roughly against the wall.
"Ron Weasley?"
"That's right," said Ron, his voice calming.
"Oh, you're unlucky, seeing something you shouldn't see—" the voice said frivolously.
Ron was suddenly full of confidence.
"Well, I don't think so."
"Be honest! You—"
A twisted magic force suddenly appeared on the surface of Ron's body, and the wand behind him was forced to push away. The twisted magic force spread its teeth and claws, but it quickly expanded like an inflated plastic bag, bulging into a ball, inside the alley. Hunting sounds.
With his wand in hand, Ron turned around slowly (and stroked his hair halfway through), and looked mockingly at the half-faced man who had been slammed into the other wall by the spell.
"Looks so embarrassed, Collins." His tone was full of schadenfreude.
"Think you're cool?" Collins said angrily, "Let me out soon!" Her face was deformed by Ron's magic, and her voice was muffled.
Ron held back the magic with a smirk.
"Humanoid Charm?" Collins asked, leaning up against the wall and rubbing her face vigorously.
"Ha, the first silent spell I mastered, you are so lucky."
Ron tapped his palm with his wand, a few sparks splattered from the tip of the wand, and a triumphant expression appeared on his face.
Collins walked out of the alley angrily.
"Hey, don't go, what's going on?" Ron asked after him, "I saw Tonks...
That person is her, I judged from the action. "
"It's her," Collins gave a positive answer. When the two walked out of the alley, she looked around for a while,
"Forget it, let's find a place to rest for a while. The temperature has dropped so much these two days, but the old lady is running around... I really doubt that she did it on purpose."
They walked towards the three brooms.
"Who are you talking about?" Ron asked curiously.
"Carlotta Pinkstone," Collins said. "She's only recently come out of Azkaban, and Tonks and I are tracking her."
"That person is a criminal?" Ron asked in surprise. "She wouldn't be one-by-one."
"No, not like you think. She has nothing to do with the recent Dark Wizarding trial." Collins explained, and they took a window seat at Three Broomsticks when Mrs. Rosemerta walked towards them,
"What would you like, dear? Oh, Mr. Weasley?"
"Well," said Ron slowly, in a low voice, "I need a glass of Hot Whiskey and give this lady a—"
"Are you an adult?" Collins looked at him suspiciously.
Ron coughed violently, his face flushed, and he gave her a vicious look, "It's only been less than five months, if you have to get to the bottom of it!" Mrs. Rosemerta covered her mouth and chuckled, exuding charm all over her body. Attractive temperament. "A glass of hot whiskey, all right," she said calmly, "how about you, this pretty lady?
"I don't need anything," Collins said firmly.
"She can't drink, she's doing a sizzle!" Ron inhaled with an expression of pain, he pulled back his trampled toe, and said to Mrs. Rosemerta angrily, "Excuse me, get her a soda instead. kind of stuff."
"I recommend Sydney juice soda," said the bar owner.
"That's it." Ron said, seeing that Collins had no objection. When Mrs. Rosmerta left, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "That Carol—"
"Carlotta!"
"Okay, Carlotta," Ron shrugged, "what crime did she commit? Why are you both staring at her?
Frankly, I don't think Tonks is suitable for close stalking work unless"
"Unless we didn't want to hide it at all." Collins looked approvingly.
Ron stared, and he was about to say unless the person giving the order was out of his mind, but he wouldn't admit to Collins unless his head was out too. So he echoed, "Yeah, that's right, that's what I thought. Be specific!"
"She is an activist"
Collins said slowly in the warm, faintly scented bar, the time passed little by little,
The cups in front of them were empty, and Collins stood up and put on a scarf, "I'm going to go and replace Tonks. Oh, by the way, if you see Cedric, say hello to me, I watched it earlier. To him and his little girlfriend."
"Can't you say it yourself?" Ron muttered disapprovingly.
"The task is at hand." Collins smiled and covered his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, "Well,
I have to say, your response today was impressive and I look forward to seeing you as my new colleague. "
"Got it, got it." Ron's ears were a little red, and he said slowly, showing what he thought was noble and deep.
Towards dusk, the little wizards of Hogwarts came out from all directions and set out on their way back to school. The door of the three brooms was pushed open, and a woman wearing a dark green double-breasted trench coat walked in. She is not young, but people can still see the beauty and elegance of her youth from her face .
Mrs. Rosmerta took the initiative to meet her.
"This guest, come in, what do you want?"
The woman did not answer in a hurry, she took off the hard pointed hat, revealing the short gray hair under the hat, looked around,
Then he said, "Please prepare me a remote room. I'm going to stay tonight."
"Okay, ma'am," replied Mrs. Rosemerta. "Anything else?"
"I'm probably hosting someone tonight, so don't bother me, I don't need any services other than lodging. Understand?"
"Oh, well, all right," said Mrs. Rosemerta hesitantly. "According to Ministry of Magic regulations, accommodation requires name registration...\"
"Sure," said the woman, "you can call me Nicole Noel."
It was late at night, and the stars were twinkling outside the window. The woman sat on a chair in the room and waited patiently.
She had been in this motion for a while, her hands clasped together, her eyes flashing with memory.
Did the Hogwarts girl deliver the letter? Will he make an appointment? Why didn't they contact these people after getting out of trouble? Was he disheartened that after that incident no one would acknowledge his unshakable dominance...
"Knock Knock!"
The woman stood up excitedly~www.novelhall.com~ Fortunately, she didn't lose her mind, "Is that you?" She asked in a trembling voice.
There was no response from outside.
Her heart sank suddenly, she quickly drew out her wand and pointed to the door. "Who's outside?" the woman shouted, this time her voice was full of indifference and chill.
"Felix Hepp," said the young voice outside the door, "a lady who calls herself Nicole Noel' is taking the liberty of visiting, can we go downstairs and talk?" With the voice, the surrounding air It seems to be solidifying, connecting into an inseparable whole.
The woman raised her wand decisively, and a burst of fire came out, and she tried to Apparate.
"boom!"
The door was torn apart, and the flames blasted a large hole in the wall. The woman's figure disappeared at the last second, but she was quickly thrown out, surrounded by a wasteland, the black stone shadows were silent, the trees rustled, and the chill of the night was transmitted to the woman through the icy ground. She shivered and got up from the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye, Nicole Noll saw a light, the village of Hogsmeade.
She exhaled the freezing coldness in her chest, and roughly determined where she was—outside of Hogsmeade. Then she turned her attention to the man who appeared silently in front of her. The moonlight fell on his too young face, outlining his handsome facial features.
"Felix Hepp?"
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Ron looked shocked. He whispered nervously, "Who are you? Death Eaters? Dark wizards?"There was no sound behind him. Ron swallowed and turned his head, but the wand on his waist poked him so hard that he didn't dare to move immediately.He murmured and said: "I said - you may not realize a problem, if I die, you will never run away, I am a Merlin Second Class Medal recipient - I will become first class soon, or anti-black magic A full member of the association, I am the favorite student of Dumbledore and Professor Heppe, the famous Harry Potter knows? He and I are the best brothers..."There was a small, malicious laugh from behind."Of course I know who you are." A voice pinching the noise said that Ron was relieved, and then he felt a burning pain in the back of his right hand, "Don't make small moves." The voice said, and Ron put his hand in his pocket. froze."Come with me!"Ron was dragged to one side, and Tonks' clumsy figure disappeared from the corner of his eye. His eyes dimmed and he saw that they had come to a narrow alley with dim light. He was pushed roughly against the wall."Ron Weasley?""That's right," said Ron, his voice calming."Oh, you're unlucky, seeing something you shouldn't see" the voice said frivolously.Ron was suddenly full of confidence."Well, I don't think so.""Be honest! You"A twisted magic force suddenly appeared on the surface of Ron's body, and the wand behind him was forced to push away. The twisted magic force spread its teeth and claws, but it quickly expanded like an inflated plastic bag, bulging into a ball, inside the alley. Hunting sounds.With his wand in hand, Ron turned around slowly and stroked his hair halfway through, and looked mockingly at the half-faced man who had been slammed into the other wall by the spell."Looks so embarrassed, Collins." His tone was full of schadenfreude."Think you're cool?" Collins said angrily, "Let me out soon!" Her face was deformed by Ron's magic, and her voice was muffled.Ron held back the magic with a smirk."Humanoid Charm?" Collins asked, leaning up against the wall and rubbing her face vigorously."Ha, the first silent spell I mastered, you are so lucky."Ron tapped his palm with his wand, a few sparks splattered from the tip of the wand, and a triumphant expression appeared on his face.Collins walked out of the alley angrily."Hey, don't go, what's going on?" Ron asked after him, "I saw Tonks...That person is her, I judged from the action. ""It's her," Collins gave a positive answer. When the two walked out of the alley, she looked around for a while,"Forget it, let's find a place to rest for a while. The temperature has dropped so much these two days, but the old lady is running around... I really doubt that she did it on purpose."They walked towards the three brooms."Who are you talking about?" Ron asked curiously."Carlotta Pinkstone," Collins said. "She's only recently come out of Azkaban, and Tonks and I are tracking her.""That person is a criminal?" Ron asked in surprise. "She wouldn't be one-by-one.""No, not like you think. She has nothing to do with the recent Dark Wizarding trial." Collins explained, and they took a window seat at Three Broomsticks when Mrs. Rosemerta walked towards them,"What would you like, dear? Oh, Mr. Weasley?""Well," said Ron slowly, in a low voice, "I need a glass of Hot Whiskey and give this lady a""Are you an adult?" Collins looked at him suspiciously.Ron coughed violently, his face flushed, and he gave her a vicious look, "It's only been less than five months, if you have to get to the bottom of it!" Mrs. Rosemerta covered her mouth and chuckled, exuding charm all over her body. Attractive temperament. "A glass of hot whiskey, all right," she said calmly, "how about you, this pretty lady?"I don't need anything," Collins said firmly."She can't drink, she's doing a sizzle!" Ron inhaled with an expression of pain, he pulled back his trampled toe, and said to Mrs. Rosemerta angrily, "Excuse me, get her a soda instead. kind of stuff.""I recommend Sydney juice soda," said the bar owner."That's it." Ron said, seeing that Collins had no objection. When Mrs. Rosmerta left, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "That Carol""Carlotta!""Okay, Carlotta," Ron shrugged, "what crime did she commit? Why are you both staring at her?Frankly, I don't think Tonks is suitable for close stalking work unless""Unless we didn't want to hide it at all." Collins looked approvingly.Ron stared, and he was about to say unless the person giving the order was out of his mind, but he wouldn't admit to Collins unless his head was out too. So he echoed, "Yeah, that's right, that's what I thought. Be specific!""She is an activist"Collins said slowly in the warm, faintly scented bar, the time passed little by little,The cups in front of them were empty, and Collins stood up and put on a scarf, "I'm going to go and replace Tonks. Oh, by the way, if you see Cedric, say hello to me, I watched it earlier. To him and his little girlfriend.""Can't you say it yourself?" Ron muttered disapprovingly."The task is at hand." Collins smiled and covered his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, "Well,I have to say, your response today was impressive and I look forward to seeing you as my new colleague. ""Got it, got it." Ron's ears were a little red, and he said slowly, showing what he thought was noble and deep.Towards dusk, the little wizards of Hogwarts came out from all directions and set out on their way back to school. The door of the three brooms was pushed open, and a woman wearing a dark green double-breasted trench coat walked in. She is not young, but people can still see the beauty and elegance of her youth from her face .Mrs. Rosmerta took the initiative to meet her."This guest, come in, what do you want?"The woman did not answer in a hurry, she took off the hard pointed hat, revealing the short gray hair under the hat, looked around,Then he said, "Please prepare me a remote room. I'm going to stay tonight.""Okay, ma'am," replied Mrs. Rosemerta. "Anything else?""I'm probably hosting someone tonight, so don't bother me, I don't need any services other than lodging. Understand?""Oh, well, all right," said Mrs. Rosemerta hesitantly. "According to Ministry of Magic regulations, accommodation requires name registration...\""Sure," said the woman, "you can call me Nicole Noel."It was late at night, and the stars were twinkling outside the window. The woman sat on a chair in the room and waited patiently.She had been in this motion for a while, her hands clasped together, her eyes flashing with memory.Did the Hogwarts girl deliver the letter? Will he make an appointment? Why didn't they contact these people after getting out of trouble? Was he disheartened that after that incident no one would acknowledge his unshakable dominance..."Knock Knock!"The woman stood up excitedly~www.novelhall.com~ Fortunately, she didn't lose her mind, "Is that you?" She asked in a trembling voice.There was no response from outside.Her heart sank suddenly, she quickly drew out her wand and pointed to the door. "Who's outside?" the woman shouted, this time her voice was full of indifference and chill."Felix Hepp," said the young voice outside the door, "a lady who calls herself Nicole Noel' is taking the liberty of visiting, can we go downstairs and talk?" With the voice, the surrounding air It seems to be solidifying, connecting into an inseparable whole.The woman raised her wand decisively, and a burst of fire came out, and she tried to Apparate."boom!"The door was torn apart, and the flames blasted a large hole in the wall. The woman's figure disappeared at the last second, but she was quickly thrown out, surrounded by a wasteland, the black stone shadows were silent, the trees rustled, and the chill of the night was transmitted to the woman through the icy ground. She shivered and got up from the ground.Out of the corner of his eye, Nicole Noll saw a light, the village of Hogsmeade.She exhaled the freezing coldness in her chest, and roughly determined where she wasoutside of Hogsmeade. Then she turned her attention to the man who appeared silently in front of her. The moonlight fell on his too young face, outlining his handsome facial features."Felix Hepp?"******https://Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: . 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