v2 Chapter 1586： Crazy Scrimge

"Sell?! How can I do that, I will not sell it for the rest of my life." Ron said, "I just want to convert it into gold so that I can accurately know its value. You understand what I mean. Are you an expert in this area, Ai Wen, help me estimate the price, you know, I rarely touch such valuable magic items."

"If you let me bid, I am willing to pay 10,000 Jin Jialong for this light-off device!" Ai Wen said, trying to enter the magical statue into the hands of the evil spirits, "Of course, no one will sell it at this price. , so this is just a theoretical price, and Dumbledore will take it..."

What I said later, Ivan can't remember.

As his magic entered the statue of the evil spirit, he felt his thoughts drift out of the body and follow the magic into it.

At this moment, his thoughts, soul, senses, everything and magic are integrated.

undefinedThe magic of Ai Wen took these things into the statue's most singular position and went inside the statue, passing through the statue of the evil spirit, as if he was stuffed into a narrow rubber tube, the pressure was pressed from all directions, squeezing he.

He is driven by magic and flows forward like a liquid along a pipe that does not exist.

Forward, forward!

Ai Wen really entered the statue, and the pressure is getting stronger and stronger!

Just as he was about to breathe, his eyes suddenly opened up and his pressure disappeared. He passed through the statue of the evil spirit and went inside.

Inside the statue is a misty world, and the mist of whiteness covers everything and does not reach the end.

The magic of Ai Wen forms a golden curved trajectory that stretches across the fog and extends deeper along the established trajectory.

Thoughts followed the magic and went deeper, and Ai Wen looked around curiously.

Although the surrounding space is monotonous, but full of mystery, dreamlike, real and illusory exist at the same time, a bit like the feeling of waking up in sleep, Ai Wen can feel his body, hear the bed next to Ron is talking, but his consciousness is immersed in the illusion of fog.

He can feel that something is hidden in the deepest part of the fog?

Ai Wen wanted to go deep into it and explore it carefully, but at this moment, the whole world began to shake violently, and his thoughts returned to reality.

Evan opened his eyes and saw Ron, who was shaking his body in front of him.

"Don't shake, Ron!"

"You're fine, Avon?" Ron asked nervously. "You just didn't quite right. I was asking you how much the double snake and the Gryffindor sword are worth, but you didn't answer, it seems to be asleep. I thought you were asleep at first, but I turned around and saw that the statue in your hand is shining... I realized that something went wrong, I really don't know what to do, if you don't wake up again, I will go Shouting people, fortunately, you woke up, isn't the monster that the black wizard turned into doing something for you?!"

Because of getting used to the embarrassing state, Ai Wen feels that his body is very heavy now.

He only felt dizzy and disgusting.

Ron's voice rang in his ear, which felt a bit like the discomfort after the apparition.

Ron also described the soberness. Avon shook his head and sat up, raising his voice and saying, "I'm fine, Ron, not despicable Haierbo, I just tried to gather the magic on the statue. I found the statue connected to a strange space, and my thoughts entered with the magic."

"You said there is a strange space in this statue? What's inside?"

"Except for the fog, nothing!" Ai Wen stared at the statue in her hand and muttered. "I think this statue can directly cross the space."

"What are you talking about? How can I not understand?"

Ron slammed down and heard a loud voice downstairs.

"what sound?"

"Probably Charlie, my mother fell asleep and sneaked out and let her hair grow again." Ron said uncertainly, he looked up at the yard outside the window and looked nervous. "It's all this, Why didn't Harry come back?"

Ai Wen also looked up and looked out. In the dark night, the tent in the garden gave off a faint orange light.

Just as he was about to regain his gaze, suddenly a figure of people shook, and someone appeared from the darkness to the side of the tent.

Strange, who is looking to live in this time? !

"Look, Ivan, who is coming!" said Ron, hurriedly near the window. "It's Lupin, what is he doing this late?"

"Maybe there is something." Ai Wen said that he also saw the visitors.

Lu Ping looks serious, this is a bit strange.

Ai Wen suddenly had a bad feeling, and nothing really happened.

Lu Ping got into the tent of Sirius, and soon Harry was driven out of the tent.

He seems to be protesting with Sirius and Lupin.

"Let's go see!" Ai Wen said, collecting the statue of the evil spirit.

"No, we will wake up with the mother's footsteps." Ron said, "Believe me, if she finds that we haven't slept yet, we will run around and we will lose our temper. The mother of the groom is cruel." Killing five people will make the whole wedding a bit awkward."

"Don't say it, Ron, go from here, Mrs. Weasley won't find out." Avon said, he jumped out of the window and jumped out.

Ron looked at him in surprise, his mouth wide.

The three people who had been arguing in the garden also listened and looked at Evan, who was descending from the sky.

In the air, Ai Wen fell straight down.

He swung his wand a lot and the body floated out in a curve and settled firmly beside Harry.

"This hand floating is really beautiful, Avon!" Sirius admired.

"Thank you, what happened?"

"It's not something that matters." Lupin hesitated and continued. "Well, telling you nothing, it's Scrimgeour. We got the news. He called all the Aurors after he left the house in the afternoon and returned to the Ministry of Magic." I am studying the plan to attack Malfoy Manor and plan to act tomorrow morning."

"Scullinger is going to fight Voldemort!" Harry said in surprise.

"He seems to have this idea."

"Yes, he finally did not intend to stand still." Sirius snorted heavily.

"But in the face of Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic has no chance of winning." Ai Wen frowned. "Scullinger knows this very well. Why did he do this?"

"Who knows, maybe he is crazy! Or what excitement here in the afternoon!"

"What did you say in the afternoon? I heard that Scrimgeour sent you the relics of Dumbledore. Is there anything in it?" Lupin asked.