Chapter 312 Rescue
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
The sun in winter often doesn't do business, but seeing each other once in a while always makes people feel like reuniting after a long absence.
The venom of the basilisk has reached the level of blood-sealed throat. Yesterday, Eli received the snake venom on the sword. Although Eli saved his life, the damage to the body caused by the snake venom is real. In a short period of time, the vitality of the body was replenished, so that Eli slept until noon, and he didn't even know when Hermione left the room.
Everything was blurry in his hazy eyes, and Eli walked out of the room in a daze, and finally found the missing Hermione in the living room.
Seeing Eli floating out staggeringly, Hermione, who was whispering to Tonks, got up and pulled Eli to the sofa.
"How is it? I think you are very listless and need some potions." Hermione worried.
Tonks, who was sitting on the other side of Hermione, had more and more weird eyes, his eyes were constantly wandering on Hermione and Eli, the corner of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc, and his hair turned into an imaginative peach red.
"I said, what the hell did you do? You still need potions..." Tonks' tone became more and more frivolous, which made Hermione blush and received a reproachful slap from Hermione.
Hearing this, Eli straightened his back and said loudly, "Potion? Who wants potion? I don't need potion!"
Snapped!
Hermione withdrew her palm and said angrily, "You're the one who talks too much!"
At this moment, Tonks almost turned into Nixiu who had seen the jewelry, his eyes were burning with gossip, "I didn't realize that, Hermione, you are quite lively..."
The matter was getting darker and darker, Hermione simply didn't speak, and kept pinching the flesh around Eli's waist, so that the dazed guy finally came to his senses.
"You're not bad, I'm still curious how you met Lupine, Nymphadora." Eli's face was full of ill intentions, and he even recited the last "Nymphadora" emphatically come out.
Sure enough, upon hearing that name, Tonks' hair suddenly turned bright red.
"I said, don't call me Nymphadora!"
Tonks also lost the intention of continuing to speak yellow, and kept changing the color of his hair, and it was no surprise that they were all colors that did not look very friendly.
"By the way, how is Harry?" Eli finally remembered his unlucky brother.
"He's not awake yet. But Ginny is taking care of him." Hermione said seriously.
Eli got up and walked towards Harry's room, Hermione also got up to follow.
In the room, Ginny was gently wiping Harry's face with a neatly folded towel, her eyes seemed to engrave Harry's image into her heart.
Sitting beside him was Ron. This guy stared at Ginny and Harry lying on the bed with his eyes wide open. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. In short, his eyes were not friendly, and there was even a hint of sadness.
The door creaked, and Ginny hissed, regardless of who it was, "Hush, he needs to rest... Oh, Eli, are you okay?"
Ginny saw the appearance of the person coming, and smiled at Eli.
Eli immediately got up lightly, and he also hissed: "I'm fine, how is Harry?"
Ginny turned her eyes back to Harry, "Moody checked him. What happened to you? Moody said that the Imperius Curse of that level may only be cast by that person."
"The Imperius Curse?" Eli muttered in surprise, and after thinking about it, Harry's appearance last night did seem to have been hacked into his brain.
Harry didn't suffer any special injuries. After Moody's careful inspection, he looked like he had been attacked by a powerful Imperius Curse, and his mind was in a mess, but with the treatment, there was no problem in recovering.
Although the conditions in Shell Cottage are a bit poor, there are still Auror leaders who are proficient in black magic, Ginny who takes good care of them, and Eli who can make good pills.Harry didn't sleep long and woke up quickly.
When he knew what he had done to his companions that night, he was unbelievable at first, and then the deep self-blame almost made him cry in his arms. Now he is being tortured to death by guilt and shame.
He is like a drunkard who has broken his drink, and his memory only stays at the moment when he picked up the sword.
He vaguely remembered that his brain seemed to be forcefully drilled in by something, as if he had been tortured by Voldemort with his thoughts.
Demonic whispers kept echoing in his mind, scenes flashed uncontrollably before his eyes, he lost control of himself, his brain was completely occupied.
He was like a child bewitched by a demon, and the evil thoughts in his heart were instantly aroused.
The dead parents looked at him with disappointment; the younger brother looked at him with mockery and contempt; the brother looked indifferent; Dumbledore looked like a stranger; Ginny pushed him away mercilessly...
At that moment, his brain seemed to have experienced countless years of vicissitudes. When evil thoughts occupied the high ground, his thoughts were bound by darkness.
When he woke up, the images of that time gradually reappeared in his mind, and it was difficult for him to accept the jealousy, anger, greed and hysteria born in his heart.
Whenever he thinks about it, he feels ashamed.
"Don't torment yourself, we still have something to do next." Eli patted Harry on the shoulder.
Harry suppressed his emotions in his heart, he just wanted to prove his true heart with actions.
Malfoy Manor is considered to be one of the best mansions in the wizarding world, and the proud Voldemort chose it as his stronghold after his resurrection.
It was the eve of Christmas, and the snowflakes made Malfoy Manor even more luxurious, making people afraid to approach it.
What makes people afraid to approach is the layers of magic that cover the entire manor.These are not illusions that only cause people to be lost for a moment, but cruel black magic that will kill you if you touch it.
The rescue group of four kept observing and wandering around the manor, looking for an opportunity to break through.
When Draco knew they were coming to the rescue, he offered to lead the way to the dungeon.
Out of consideration for his safety, the four of them directly advanced the action time to before Christmas, when Draco was still singing Christmas carols at school.
Malfoy hadn't had a good time this time, Voldemort had left the Malfoy Manor, and their last values seemed to have lost their effect.
If Voldemort knew that Malfoy's heirs were leading the way for the Dark Lord's opponents, only death would greet them.
Draco, who understood this, was not stubborn and continued to be an ordinary school bully at Hogwarts.
"Can we do it with just the four of us?" Ron looked bitterly at the Malfoy Manor, which was monolithic and impervious to water.
"It's really troublesome. I heard that Bella's woman also lives here." Eli kept trying to break through the defense, "But as long as you are careful, they probably won't stay in the dungeon all day long."
The black magic laid down was opened by Eli, and the four sneaked into Malfoy Manor.
The venom of the basilisk has reached the level of blood-sealed throat. Yesterday, Eli received the snake venom on the sword. Although Eli saved his life, the damage to the body caused by the snake venom is real. In a short period of time, the vitality of the body was replenished, so that Eli slept until noon, and he didn't even know when Hermione left the room.
Everything was blurry in his hazy eyes, and Eli walked out of the room in a daze, and finally found the missing Hermione in the living room.
Seeing Eli floating out staggeringly, Hermione, who was whispering to Tonks, got up and pulled Eli to the sofa.
"How is it? I think you are very listless and need some potions." Hermione worried.
Tonks, who was sitting on the other side of Hermione, had more and more weird eyes, his eyes were constantly wandering on Hermione and Eli, the corner of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc, and his hair turned into an imaginative peach red.
"I said, what the hell did you do? You still need potions..." Tonks' tone became more and more frivolous, which made Hermione blush and received a reproachful slap from Hermione.
Hearing this, Eli straightened his back and said loudly, "Potion? Who wants potion? I don't need potion!"
Snapped!
Hermione withdrew her palm and said angrily, "You're the one who talks too much!"
At this moment, Tonks almost turned into Nixiu who had seen the jewelry, his eyes were burning with gossip, "I didn't realize that, Hermione, you are quite lively..."
The matter was getting darker and darker, Hermione simply didn't speak, and kept pinching the flesh around Eli's waist, so that the dazed guy finally came to his senses.
"You're not bad, I'm still curious how you met Lupine, Nymphadora." Eli's face was full of ill intentions, and he even recited the last "Nymphadora" emphatically come out.
Sure enough, upon hearing that name, Tonks' hair suddenly turned bright red.
"I said, don't call me Nymphadora!"
Tonks also lost the intention of continuing to speak yellow, and kept changing the color of his hair, and it was no surprise that they were all colors that did not look very friendly.
"By the way, how is Harry?" Eli finally remembered his unlucky brother.
"He's not awake yet. But Ginny is taking care of him." Hermione said seriously.
Eli got up and walked towards Harry's room, Hermione also got up to follow.
In the room, Ginny was gently wiping Harry's face with a neatly folded towel, her eyes seemed to engrave Harry's image into her heart.
Sitting beside him was Ron. This guy stared at Ginny and Harry lying on the bed with his eyes wide open. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. In short, his eyes were not friendly, and there was even a hint of sadness.
The door creaked, and Ginny hissed, regardless of who it was, "Hush, he needs to rest... Oh, Eli, are you okay?"
Ginny saw the appearance of the person coming, and smiled at Eli.
Eli immediately got up lightly, and he also hissed: "I'm fine, how is Harry?"
Ginny turned her eyes back to Harry, "Moody checked him. What happened to you? Moody said that the Imperius Curse of that level may only be cast by that person."
"The Imperius Curse?" Eli muttered in surprise, and after thinking about it, Harry's appearance last night did seem to have been hacked into his brain.
Harry didn't suffer any special injuries. After Moody's careful inspection, he looked like he had been attacked by a powerful Imperius Curse, and his mind was in a mess, but with the treatment, there was no problem in recovering.
Although the conditions in Shell Cottage are a bit poor, there are still Auror leaders who are proficient in black magic, Ginny who takes good care of them, and Eli who can make good pills.Harry didn't sleep long and woke up quickly.
When he knew what he had done to his companions that night, he was unbelievable at first, and then the deep self-blame almost made him cry in his arms. Now he is being tortured to death by guilt and shame.
He is like a drunkard who has broken his drink, and his memory only stays at the moment when he picked up the sword.
He vaguely remembered that his brain seemed to be forcefully drilled in by something, as if he had been tortured by Voldemort with his thoughts.
Demonic whispers kept echoing in his mind, scenes flashed uncontrollably before his eyes, he lost control of himself, his brain was completely occupied.
He was like a child bewitched by a demon, and the evil thoughts in his heart were instantly aroused.
The dead parents looked at him with disappointment; the younger brother looked at him with mockery and contempt; the brother looked indifferent; Dumbledore looked like a stranger; Ginny pushed him away mercilessly...
At that moment, his brain seemed to have experienced countless years of vicissitudes. When evil thoughts occupied the high ground, his thoughts were bound by darkness.
When he woke up, the images of that time gradually reappeared in his mind, and it was difficult for him to accept the jealousy, anger, greed and hysteria born in his heart.
Whenever he thinks about it, he feels ashamed.
"Don't torment yourself, we still have something to do next." Eli patted Harry on the shoulder.
Harry suppressed his emotions in his heart, he just wanted to prove his true heart with actions.
Malfoy Manor is considered to be one of the best mansions in the wizarding world, and the proud Voldemort chose it as his stronghold after his resurrection.
It was the eve of Christmas, and the snowflakes made Malfoy Manor even more luxurious, making people afraid to approach it.
What makes people afraid to approach is the layers of magic that cover the entire manor.These are not illusions that only cause people to be lost for a moment, but cruel black magic that will kill you if you touch it.
The rescue group of four kept observing and wandering around the manor, looking for an opportunity to break through.
When Draco knew they were coming to the rescue, he offered to lead the way to the dungeon.
Out of consideration for his safety, the four of them directly advanced the action time to before Christmas, when Draco was still singing Christmas carols at school.
Malfoy hadn't had a good time this time, Voldemort had left the Malfoy Manor, and their last values seemed to have lost their effect.
If Voldemort knew that Malfoy's heirs were leading the way for the Dark Lord's opponents, only death would greet them.
Draco, who understood this, was not stubborn and continued to be an ordinary school bully at Hogwarts.
"Can we do it with just the four of us?" Ron looked bitterly at the Malfoy Manor, which was monolithic and impervious to water.
"It's really troublesome. I heard that Bella's woman also lives here." Eli kept trying to break through the defense, "But as long as you are careful, they probably won't stay in the dungeon all day long."
The black magic laid down was opened by Eli, and the four sneaked into Malfoy Manor.
