NOVEL NEXT Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Arrives at Hogwarts
Chapter 230
Late at night!
Hogwarts, the other side of Gryffindor's dormitory.
Ron lay on the bed, his face painful, wisps of black threads slowly wrapped around his cheeks~
............
"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the Byzantine Countess?"
The pitch-black whirlpool, in front of the five fingers is not visible, and the mind seems to be frozen 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 vaguely saw a woman.
The woman's appearance is blurry, but her figure is extremely slim, and she sits sideways on a chair, her graceful curves and amazing curves show off her alluring beauty.
She has long brownish-yellow hair, and her blurred face can't hide her tall nose and snow-white skin.
The familiar voice of inquiry sounded again.
"Mirror, mirror... Who was the most beautiful woman of all the baronesses in the Byzantine Empire?
At first, Ron didn't want to deal with 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 excessive "narcissistic" tendencies.
The increasingly frequent "nagging" really overwhelmed me.
Just as Ron was about to say something, another voice suddenly appeared in his ear that had never been heard before:
"Well, honorable Lady Eliza, there is no doubt that you are the most beautiful woman of all baronesses in the Byzantine Empire!"
.......
"Squeak~"
The wooden door was pushed open.
Inside the door, a woman in a brown and red dress walked up the stairs, her face smiling, but the fatigue in her expression was obvious.
"Lady Eliza, it looks like your treatment is quite effective!
If Baron Philip had known his wife, he would have been very touched by the daily prayers she prayed daily for her unrelated stepson.
Eliza turned her head to look at the old man next to her who was wearing a papal robe and had a sunflower mark embroidered on her chest and nodded:
"Lord Sacrifice, everything I have done is for the Chris family.
Ron is the eldest son of the baron, the heir of the future barony, his health is the key to continuing the barony, although I am his stepmother, but after many years of getting along, I have always treated him like my own son. The
white-robed priest nodded with a pleased face, Eliza was right, Ron was the eldest son of the barony and the heir of the legitimate nobility of the empire, and he held the position of temple priest in the baron of Chris, and he was bound to have a good relationship with the future successor of the territory.
After all, in addition to the real sacrifice in the baronial with imperial financial subsidies, the rest of the believers and apprentice sacrifices have to pay for their daily expenses.
And as long as the baron's eldest son is healed, he wants to come to his small prayer house, and the food problem for the coming year can be properly dealt with.
"How is Roman sacrificing my son Ron?"
A burly middle-aged man on the outside of the small courtyard walked quickly into the room, and he looked at the young man with his eyes closed and breathing steadily.
"Baron Philip, according to your previous description, your son Ron accidentally fell off his horse while fighting others at the Knight Academy.
After praying to Sunflower, his skin wounds have almost recovered.
The reason why Young Master Ron is unconscious is that his spirit has not yet recovered, but your wife Eliza follows the guidance of the sunflower these days, accompanies Young Master Ron every day, praying and calling sincerely, and Master Ron will surely wake up one day! "
It's updated, thank you for your support~
."
Hogwarts, the other side of Gryffindor's dormitory.
Ron lay on the bed, his face painful, wisps of black threads slowly wrapped around his cheeks~
............
"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the Byzantine Countess?"
The pitch-black whirlpool, in front of the five fingers is not visible, and the mind seems to be frozen 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 vaguely saw a woman.
The woman's appearance is blurry, but her figure is extremely slim, and she sits sideways on a chair, her graceful curves and amazing curves show off her alluring beauty.
She has long brownish-yellow hair, and her blurred face can't hide her tall nose and snow-white skin.
The familiar voice of inquiry sounded again.
"Mirror, mirror... Who was the most beautiful woman of all the baronesses in the Byzantine Empire?
At first, Ron didn't want to deal with 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 excessive "narcissistic" tendencies.
The increasingly frequent "nagging" really overwhelmed me.
Just as Ron was about to say something, another voice suddenly appeared in his ear that had never been heard before:
"Well, honorable Lady Eliza, there is no doubt that you are the most beautiful woman of all baronesses in the Byzantine Empire!"
.......
"Squeak~"
The wooden door was pushed open.
Inside the door, a woman in a brown and red dress walked up the stairs, her face smiling, but the fatigue in her expression was obvious.
"Lady Eliza, it looks like your treatment is quite effective!
If Baron Philip had known his wife, he would have been very touched by the daily prayers she prayed daily for her unrelated stepson.
Eliza turned her head to look at the old man next to her who was wearing a papal robe and had a sunflower mark embroidered on her chest and nodded:
"Lord Sacrifice, everything I have done is for the Chris family.
Ron is the eldest son of the baron, the heir of the future barony, his health is the key to continuing the barony, although I am his stepmother, but after many years of getting along, I have always treated him like my own son. The
white-robed priest nodded with a pleased face, Eliza was right, Ron was the eldest son of the barony and the heir of the legitimate nobility of the empire, and he held the position of temple priest in the baron of Chris, and he was bound to have a good relationship with the future successor of the territory.
After all, in addition to the real sacrifice in the baronial with imperial financial subsidies, the rest of the believers and apprentice sacrifices have to pay for their daily expenses.
And as long as the baron's eldest son is healed, he wants to come to his small prayer house, and the food problem for the coming year can be properly dealt with.
"How is Roman sacrificing my son Ron?"
A burly middle-aged man on the outside of the small courtyard walked quickly into the room, and he looked at the young man with his eyes closed and breathing steadily.
"Baron Philip, according to your previous description, your son Ron accidentally fell off his horse while fighting others at the Knight Academy.
After praying to Sunflower, his skin wounds have almost recovered.
The reason why Young Master Ron is unconscious is that his spirit has not yet recovered, but your wife Eliza follows the guidance of the sunflower these days, accompanies Young Master Ron every day, praying and calling sincerely, and Master Ron will surely wake up one day! "
It's updated, thank you for your support~
."
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