at this time, I watched the black blood falling from the void. One by one, it was very quiet, only the wind was howling all around. After a period of silence, there is finally a photographer who is not afraid of death running towards the front.

enter the Dementor, and the energy wraps him up layer by layer, holding his breath. All the way, nothing happened.

everyone was very happy. Like this photographer, they defended themselves firmly and rushed to the top of the mansion. Dozens of people dare not be too fast or too slow. They know that although the ban is broken at this time, there are also...