Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

Chapter 230 Ron and the Talking Mirror

late at night!

Hogwarts, the dormitory on the other side of Gryffindor.

Ron was lying on the bed, his face was in pain, strands of black threads were slowly winding under his cheeks~

..........

"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman among the countesses of the Byzantine Empire?"

There is a pitch-black vortex, and there is a void in front of his eyes, and his thinking seems to be stagnant in this small space.

In this "abnormal" environment, all Ron could feel was coldness and loneliness.

Whenever the call of "mirror" echoed around, in the dark environment, Ron always felt that he saw a woman vaguely.

The woman's appearance is vague, but her figure is extremely slender and attractive. She sits sideways on a chair, her graceful curves and astonishing arcs flaunting her alluring beauty.

She has long brown hair, and her blurry face can't hide her tall nose and skin as white as snow.

The familiar voice of inquiry sounded again.

"Mirror, mirror... who is the most beautiful of all the baronesses in the Byzantine Empire?"

At first Ron didn't want to talk to the other party, after all, the young woman in front of him was not asking him.

It's a pity that the other party seems to have an excessive "narcissistic" tendency.

The more frequent "nagging" is really disturbing myself.

Just when Ron was about to say something, another voice that had never been heard before suddenly appeared in his ear:

"Well, honorable Ms. Elisa, there is no doubt that you are the most beautiful woman among all the baronesses of the Byzantine Empire!"

.......

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was pushed open.

Inside the door, a woman in a brown-red dress stepped up the stairs. Although she had a smile on her face, the fatigue in her expression was obvious.

"Mrs. Eliza, it looks like your treatment is quite effective!

Sir Philip would have been very touched if he knew of his wife's daily devout prayers for her unrelated stepson. "

Elisa turned her head and looked at the old man who was wearing the Holy See robe and the sunflower mark embroidered on the chest beside her and nodded:

"Master Sacrifice, everything I do is for the Chris family.

Ron is the eldest son of the barony and the future heir of the barony. His health is the key to the continuation of the barony. Although I am his stepmother, I have always treated him like my own son after getting along with him for many years. "

The white-robed priest nodded with relief on his face. Eliza was right. Ron was the eldest son of the barony and the heir to the legal nobles of the empire. As a temple priest in the Baron Chris, he was bound to be different from this future. Do a good job with the successors of the territory.

After all, except for the real priests in the baron who have imperial financial subsidies, the rest of the believers and apprentice priests have to pay their daily expenses by themselves.

And as long as the baron's eldest son wants to come to his small prayer house, the food problem for the next year can be properly handled as long as he is healed.

"How about Roman's sacrifice to my son Ron?"

A burly middle-aged man walked quickly into the room from the outside of the small courtyard. He looked at the young man on the bed who was breathing steadily with his eyes closed and said.

"Baron Philip, according to your previous description, your son Ron accidentally fell off his horse while competing with others at the Knight Academy.

After praying to Sunflower, his skin trauma has almost recovered.

The reason why Master Ron fell into a coma is probably because his spirit has not yet recovered, but your wife Elisa has followed the guidance of the sun flower these days, and is by the side of Master Ron every day, praying and calling devoutly, there must be a day in the future. Master Ron will definitely wake up! "

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