Chapter 2293: The enemy traps itself

Can't see anything.
As soon as he rushed into the dusty area, Ron subconsciously closed his eyes hard, but there was still fine dust in his eyes, causing tears to ooze from his eyes.
It was undoubtedly extremely uncomfortable to have a foreign body spinning under his eyelids, but Ron didn't have time to care about it. He has only one thought in his heart now, that is, to rush to the core of the formation as quickly as possible to activate it immediately, so as to ensure that his impulse will not become a complete mistake.
However, if he doesn't use his eyes to confirm the route, how can he accurately find the right place?
He is not Safina or Delphi, nor is he sensitive to magic; he is not even Hermione or Luna or Ginny, who does not understand the rune pattern based on ancient magic texts. What he has is probably just a body that may not die so easily... and an extremely unwilling heart, right?
"Which way? If I didn't run off after I came in, I should be right in front...but I have to avoid that huge demon first!"
Ron couldn't even open his mouth, and even if he barely covered his nose and mouth, breathing had already become a very difficult and painful thing. So even if he had something to say, he could only mutter indiscriminately in his heart.
In normal times, he might be able to look in the bag-I remember that in a herbal medicine class at Hogwarts, Professor Sprout told everyone about the content of inflating almonds, which was then distributed as a textbook There are still a few almonds left in the air-dried suffocating almonds, which can make people suffocate a few more breaths.
But now, he can't even take care of his tearful eyes, and where is the time to find the shriveled almonds that don't know which corner of the bag is stuffed?
"Oops... it may still be off the track."
It is said that when people walk with their eyes closed, they often cannot walk in a straight line. Ron is not sure if this is true. But when I thought that I hadn't hit the demon until this moment... Although in fact he didn't want to hit the opponent at all, there was obviously something wrong now.
"Left or right? What should I do, where should I go?"
Although he couldn't see anything with his eyes closed--even if he dared to open his eyes forcibly, he couldn't see through the endless dust in front of him. But "Anger" has such a huge body after all, and every move it makes will deeply shock people nearby. Ron couldn't tell the direction by the ubiquitous rumble, but he knew that the other party must be nearby.
Maybe... maybe that behemoth would lift his foot and take a step here next moment, causing him to die desperately and frustratedly at the opponent's feet, without even the slightest ability to resist.
The danger of death is all around, and the shadow of death has already enveloped the entire area. Ron didn't want to think more, because he knew very well that thinking more was of no use.
As early as the moment he rushed to this side in a hurry, he had entrusted his life and death to the illusory fate to decide.
"Show me the way—"
Suddenly, Ron poked out the wand in his hand, and still cast a path guide curse, knowing that he would be greatly disturbed. Feeling that the wand in his hand swung around a few times, and finally pointed to a direction that he didn't know if it was the right one, Ron squeezed the wand tightly, then corrected the direction and continued to run.
It wasn't long before, suddenly, Ron seemed to hear a strange voice.
"Here."
The voice didn't know where it came from, and the tone didn't fluctuate, and it sounded extraordinarily cold. Ron was taken aback for a moment, before he could figure it out, but then he felt as if his sleeve had been pulled by something.
who is it? Who is showing yourself the way?
Ron didn't know, he couldn't ask, and in such a helpless situation at this time, he seemed to have to follow the other party's guidance.
After a short pause, Ron no longer hesitated, and immediately decided to trust the other person.
After rushing for a short distance in the direction pointed out by the unknown guide, the opponent pulled him several times. Ron naturally couldn't tell which direction he was heading. He only knew that the other party seemed to be leading him gradually out of a curved arc and circled a big circle.
If the other party hadn't pointed the wrong way, Ron felt that he should have gradually bypassed the huge body of "anger" and came to the core area of ​​the formation, right?
"Oh...cough cough cough..."
I didn't know if he tripped over something suddenly, Ron couldn't help but whispered while being startled. With this mouth, he immediately felt a large amount of dust pouring into his mouth, followed by an unconscious short breath, and poured it into the trachea, choking him as if he was about to cough up his lungs.
But it was at this moment that he finally reacted—is it the starting point Luna and the others reserved for just tripping him? Have you arrived already?
When he thought of this, even if the pain in his chest was still burning, he stopped paying attention to it, and turned his head and touched it back.
Each rune node of this rune map is composed of a combination of pre-drawn rune cards. Just bury it in the soil to avoid physical damage to the formation before it is activated. But this activated core node was replaced by rune slabs that had been eliminated by Hermione in order to determine the location and use it quickly.
Fortunately, I don’t know if it’s because Luna deliberately used a high-strength stone, or it was really not touched by "anger"~EbookFREE.me~ When Ron found it, he found it was still intact. , Which saved Ron from having to follow Hermione’s prior instructions to replace it.
After groping and making sure that there was no problem, Ron stretched out his wand towards the rune slab under his hand, and silently recited the spell that activated the formation.
By now, there is no longer any need to hesitate, even if he knows clearly in his heart, he will be trapped in it like "anger" after the formation is started.
This is inevitable. He is not the silver lion patron saint of Neville, but he can't dissipate on the spot while completing the task, and he will be summoned again when Neville needs it.
"Harry should have come in... I just hope that he will leave me alone and deal with the devil as planned. Don't worry, I can't die...probably."
Right after the fall, Ron didn't mean to get up anymore. He just sat beside the rune slab very tired, praying secretly for Harry in his heart.
"And... the person who just led me... who would it be?"
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