Chapter 500 This hospital is in danger (2)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 500 This hospital is in danger ([-])
At this time, Percy pushed Ron away impatiently, then squeezed to Cornelius Fudge, and said flatteringly, "Minister, let's go in and have a look!"
"What's the matter? Where's the doorknob?"
"Araho Cave is open!"
Percy pulled out his wand and said a spell, only to realize that the door had been sealed tightly.
"...Dad, why did you seal the door?"
At this time, Fudge, Rita Skeeter showed joy.
Fudge gestured to Rita Skeeter next to him, and the old lion of Rita shouted loudly into the door, "Professor Dumbledore...we all know what happened here, no matter what your new hairstyle is?...I won't care!"
"Professor... I urgently need to discuss with you about the materials of [Badrin's Brain Refreshing Potion]..." Fudge also said inside.
Then he nodded, motioning for Percy to force the door open, and Rita Skeeter expectantly let Bozo, the cameraman, raise the camera and point it at the door.
"No!"
"do not!"
"Please do not!"
Harry, Mr. Weasley, and Black desperately wanted to stop Fudge from their actions.
"Open the door!" Fudge ignored, he ordered Percy grimly.
The two Aurors who were guarding here had already raised their wands, their faces full of panic, and they began to slowly retreat to the other side of the corridor.
The door is open!
"Ha, Albus Dumbledore!" Fudge exclaimed happily!
He is looking forward to the new look of old man Deng!
"Ah! Fudge, are you here!..."
"What's the matter?"
But Dumbledore's voice came from behind Cornelius Fudge, from the other side of the corridor.
Fudge and the others froze for a moment, then turned around and looked back... Dumbledore was walking over there.
Moreover, Dumbledore is not the bald man in the rumors.
Although it's also a new look... the old fox's silver whiskers have turned into black-gray long beards, and his hair has also turned into long hair.
But that wasn't the look they were looking forward to.
Seeing Dumbledore approaching in such a joyless new image, Fudge scowled.
"What about you? You're not..."
"Run! Minister... don't stay here!" But before Fudge Jingzha finished speaking, another extremely absurd scene appeared before his eyes.
Arthur Weasley, Sirius Black, and Harry Potter all stared behind him in horror. After shouting at them, they pulled the two little wizards and fled in the direction of Dumbledore.
It was only then that Fuji saw the dots and circles on the back of Arthur Weasley's trousers...they were all holes. The biggest hole was located on the left side of his butt, which was covered by his hand, but even in such a strange posture, he still pulled his little son abruptly, and quickly moved away from here without looking back.
As for Percy Weasley, after he didn't heed his advice, Arthur seemed to have given up on his son, so he and Harry went to Dumbledore's side.
And the two Aurors who were originally guarding here gathered there.
This made Cornelius Fudge's face darken.
In his opinion... this is the problem of team selection, these guys chose Albus Dumbledore in the first place.
Just as he had always been worried about, even if Dumbledore didn't want to compete with him for the throne of the Minister of Magic, whenever something happened, the wizards would think of the old man first.
A photo of Dumbledore in a bald head...he must have it!
Fudge has seen through everything with his own vicious eyes...
That guy Dumbledore... must be wearing a magic headgear produced by [Fengya Magic Cosmetics Company]...
Yes, it must be so.
His news was definitely right.
Dumbledore, hairless, beardless, in a sinister new look... spent the night in this hospital.
Even the most effective [hair restorer] could not restore his hairstyle to its original shape within a day.
Otherwise, the problem of baldness will not last for 12 years...
High on the [Wizard Weekly]—becoming the top of the list of... the most worrying problems that plague middle-aged wizards.
Moreover, Dumbledore's long black-gray beard and smooth shawl-length hair look like the latest flagship product launched by [Fengya Magic Cosmetics Company] this year.
As for the situation of that little wizard, MacGuffin Albert...
And after hearing that I was going to come to this corridor, this ward...the neurotic advice from the healers and Aurors...
What little Geffen...little devil...horrible, cruel...don't go to the topic...
Fudge didn't take it seriously at all.
He thought it was Dumbledore's supporters trying to stop him from doing so.
"Go, Rita Skeeter, let's go see Professor Dumbledore!!"
Fudge made his thoughts clear again, so he headed in Dumbledore's direction.
However, Rita Skeeter, Percy, and Bozo didn't respond as before.
and……
He couldn't pull his feet up.
After Fudge tried again, he found that it still didn't work.
He looked down.
Numerous slap-sized MacGuffin Alberts were holding wands the size of matches and waving them at Fuji's own feet.
These little guys somehow conjured thin ropes and spikes from there, and really tied his pair of extremely delicate leopard moccasins firmly to the ground.
The little things were babbling and chanting, and they were throwing long ropes to and fro, wrapping ropes around his shoes... It seemed that they wanted to tie him here firmly.
As for Rita Skeeter next to her, Percy... and Bozo... are also in the same situation.
Little Guffins poured out of that door, flooding the corridor, crawling on top of them.
And Rita Skeeter seems to be specially targeted by the imp.
As soon as she opened her mouth, countless small magic wands burst into flames, blasting towards her mouth.
Several of Rita Skeeter's front teeth were knocked out, and the big mouth was bloody, and the sense of humor and horror filled the whole big face.
Fauci also immediately realized how Dumbledore's new hairstyle came about, and why those Arthur Weasley guys were trying to block the door so much.
He took out his wand and waved it, and all the little Guffins under his feet flew out, slapped, and fell viciously to the wall, many of them turned into some kind of silver-threaded memory.
Now he understood...why at the reception, the healers didn't know how to describe what happened here, and they hesitated about Dumbledore's new hairstyle.
They just kept emphasizing that [Badrin's Brain Refreshing Potion] had made new discoveries, that the little wizard McGuffin Albert had discovered some strange and frightening phenomena...they told Fudge...that he would understand what was going on when he saw it.
Yes, all this must have something to do with that little wizard?
Where is he?
Fudge didn't hesitate much, and directly pulled the shoe hard,
Those tied strings, nails, and those little things were kicked away by him and thrown to other places in the corridor.
"Go! Don't delay here!"
With a wave of his wand, Fudge first rescued the cameraman Bozo, who was lying on the ground... and many Mini Guffins had been struggling with a 'tug-of-war' for the ownership of the camera.
(This is the most important thing. Fudge still hasn't given up the idea of taking Dumbledore's "jade photo" to combat the old fox's reputation)
Fudge then freed Rita Skeeter and Percy Weasley.
These two guys have been wrapped in rope by the Little Guffins to look like mummies.
They are like ants carrying food... Lifting the two of them... Hi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi, and moved towards the door.
After the rope fell off, Rita Skeeter broke free from the shackles. She was very angry, like a lion missing its front teeth, claws and claws, and beat those palm-sized MacGuffins back to their original form.
Rita Skeeter kicked and punched the Baby Guffin, picked it up and threw it... She vented her anger fiercely.
After Rita Skeeter stood up again, she was originally delicate and stiff, with big waves like a wire fixed, and she became some kind of afro.
There are also two small wands like matches stuck in the nostrils.
Trembling.
As for the expensive glasses studded with precious stones, these little devils yelled, lifted them up as before, and moved towards the door.
Also removed were Percy and Rita Skeeter's own wand, which was about to be smuggled into the room.
This guy's expression became even more distorted.
She rushed over like a hungry tiger, directly stepped on the Small Guffins, and kicked them indiscriminately. She ignored the 'little magic spell' issued by the Small Guffins from the wand... rushed over, and snatched her glasses, crocodile leather wallet, and magic wand... into her hands.
Then, Rita Skeeter grinned grinningly, staring viciously at the squeaking little Guffins under her feet... and raised her wand.
At this moment, there was a new movement inside that door.
MacGuffin Albert was carried out by his little cloaks.
That's right, it was lifted out.
He maintained a posture...as if he was sitting on a chair, he was petrified, and...he was carried out by these little guys.
Little devils crawled all over him.
These guys were going up and down... kept tapping his wands on his limbs, as if carving something, changing the pose into what they wanted it to be.
In short, McGuffin was covered in dead gray, with despair, shame, and unbelievable eyes on that face...
Even a cheeky politician like Fudge couldn't help feeling sympathetic.
It seems that this little wizard is the biggest victim of this incident.
When McGuffin saw Percy, Fudge and the others... a look of hope appeared in his heart, and his eyes signaled for several people to rescue him quickly.
Only then he saw Rita Skeeter raising her wand, as if preparing to attack the little ones.
--No!No!
He struggled with himself, trying to make a sound.
"--Do not!"
The sound of a MacGuffin howling in despair.
Too bad it's too late, that fool Rita Skeeter has already waved her magic wand.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
A series of small explosive belts like fireworks...covered the entire corridor floor in an instant, that is, under Fudge's feet...These explosions directly 'saturation' attacked the Little Geffen, blasting them into the air one by one, and blasting them back to their original form.
Countless silver-like memories suddenly floated up in mid-air, floating slightly.
There was a silver light in the corridor, and the waves were rippling.
"Ha! I knew... you little things must be taught a lesson, a lesson..."
Rita Skeeter grinned grinningly, waved her wand triumphantly, and bent down to hunt down those caught fish.
As for the MacGuffin...he had given up trying.
Sure enough, before Fudge and Percy showed a few smiles on his face, those silver threads of memories floating in the air rushed into McGuffin's head like a tsunami.
Then McGuffin felt that all his hair stood upright like a Super Saiyan.
However, what erupted from him was not the kind of golden aura, nor the explosive fighting power.
Instead, like a volcanic eruption, on his forehead, in the center of the top of his head... small Griffins spewed out continuously.
Hurrah!
The speed is fast, the number is at most, and even the sound effect is brought out.
These little Griffins waved their small wands in mid-air, and then bounced a few times on the ground like bouncing balls before landing safely.
Finally, they babbled and rushed towards Rita Skeeter together.
To be wiped out by her waving her magic wand...to become a memory of Yinsizhuang...to return to the MacGuffin...
so back and forth.
When Fudge realized something was wrong and wanted to stop Rita Skeeter's actions, it had turned into a complete disaster, and no one could stop it.
If the McGuffin was still a volcano that erupted intermittently just now, it was like a faucet that couldn't be turned on now, and countless little McGuffins rushed out one after another.
tens of thousands,
...The four of Fudge were drowned in almost an instant.
Cornelius Fudge and the others immediately fell into the same situation as before, no, even worse.
Percy's hair was almost set on fire by the new imps.
The jumping flames scorched his fiery red hair, burning in circles along the outer circle, and soon Percy, like McGuffin, turned ashen.
He could clearly feel the burning heat on his head and the unpleasant smell of burnt hair.
Cornelius Fudge was covered with imps, and his wand was even more heavily hung with these little things.
Bozo, the cameraman curled up...hugging his camera, trying to protect it from these little devils.
As for Rita Skeeter, she was in the most dire situation.
She was fixed on the ground by those little demons, and she was submerged directly. The whole body was full of MacGuffins... And the explosive hair style was directly changed into a sky-braided Mohigan hairstyle this time.
Yes, it's the kind where all the hair has been removed, and the whole head is bald, except for a braid like a telegraph pole in the center of the back of the head, which rises straight up to the sky.
However, for McGuffin who saw all this.
never mind!
He didn't care if these guys were unlucky too, and he didn't care if Fudge and the others would take revenge on him afterwards.
He was levitated by these little ones, hanging upside down...legs together, arms straight, head down...
Alright, he's purely a faucet this time!
The Wheat Geffen is pouring out continuously.
Not long after, the entire corridor on the fifth floor was flooded.
(End of this chapter)
At this time, Percy pushed Ron away impatiently, then squeezed to Cornelius Fudge, and said flatteringly, "Minister, let's go in and have a look!"
"What's the matter? Where's the doorknob?"
"Araho Cave is open!"
Percy pulled out his wand and said a spell, only to realize that the door had been sealed tightly.
"...Dad, why did you seal the door?"
At this time, Fudge, Rita Skeeter showed joy.
Fudge gestured to Rita Skeeter next to him, and the old lion of Rita shouted loudly into the door, "Professor Dumbledore...we all know what happened here, no matter what your new hairstyle is?...I won't care!"
"Professor... I urgently need to discuss with you about the materials of [Badrin's Brain Refreshing Potion]..." Fudge also said inside.
Then he nodded, motioning for Percy to force the door open, and Rita Skeeter expectantly let Bozo, the cameraman, raise the camera and point it at the door.
"No!"
"do not!"
"Please do not!"
Harry, Mr. Weasley, and Black desperately wanted to stop Fudge from their actions.
"Open the door!" Fudge ignored, he ordered Percy grimly.
The two Aurors who were guarding here had already raised their wands, their faces full of panic, and they began to slowly retreat to the other side of the corridor.
The door is open!
"Ha, Albus Dumbledore!" Fudge exclaimed happily!
He is looking forward to the new look of old man Deng!
"Ah! Fudge, are you here!..."
"What's the matter?"
But Dumbledore's voice came from behind Cornelius Fudge, from the other side of the corridor.
Fudge and the others froze for a moment, then turned around and looked back... Dumbledore was walking over there.
Moreover, Dumbledore is not the bald man in the rumors.
Although it's also a new look... the old fox's silver whiskers have turned into black-gray long beards, and his hair has also turned into long hair.
But that wasn't the look they were looking forward to.
Seeing Dumbledore approaching in such a joyless new image, Fudge scowled.
"What about you? You're not..."
"Run! Minister... don't stay here!" But before Fudge Jingzha finished speaking, another extremely absurd scene appeared before his eyes.
Arthur Weasley, Sirius Black, and Harry Potter all stared behind him in horror. After shouting at them, they pulled the two little wizards and fled in the direction of Dumbledore.
It was only then that Fuji saw the dots and circles on the back of Arthur Weasley's trousers...they were all holes. The biggest hole was located on the left side of his butt, which was covered by his hand, but even in such a strange posture, he still pulled his little son abruptly, and quickly moved away from here without looking back.
As for Percy Weasley, after he didn't heed his advice, Arthur seemed to have given up on his son, so he and Harry went to Dumbledore's side.
And the two Aurors who were originally guarding here gathered there.
This made Cornelius Fudge's face darken.
In his opinion... this is the problem of team selection, these guys chose Albus Dumbledore in the first place.
Just as he had always been worried about, even if Dumbledore didn't want to compete with him for the throne of the Minister of Magic, whenever something happened, the wizards would think of the old man first.
A photo of Dumbledore in a bald head...he must have it!
Fudge has seen through everything with his own vicious eyes...
That guy Dumbledore... must be wearing a magic headgear produced by [Fengya Magic Cosmetics Company]...
Yes, it must be so.
His news was definitely right.
Dumbledore, hairless, beardless, in a sinister new look... spent the night in this hospital.
Even the most effective [hair restorer] could not restore his hairstyle to its original shape within a day.
Otherwise, the problem of baldness will not last for 12 years...
High on the [Wizard Weekly]—becoming the top of the list of... the most worrying problems that plague middle-aged wizards.
Moreover, Dumbledore's long black-gray beard and smooth shawl-length hair look like the latest flagship product launched by [Fengya Magic Cosmetics Company] this year.
As for the situation of that little wizard, MacGuffin Albert...
And after hearing that I was going to come to this corridor, this ward...the neurotic advice from the healers and Aurors...
What little Geffen...little devil...horrible, cruel...don't go to the topic...
Fudge didn't take it seriously at all.
He thought it was Dumbledore's supporters trying to stop him from doing so.
"Go, Rita Skeeter, let's go see Professor Dumbledore!!"
Fudge made his thoughts clear again, so he headed in Dumbledore's direction.
However, Rita Skeeter, Percy, and Bozo didn't respond as before.
and……
He couldn't pull his feet up.
After Fudge tried again, he found that it still didn't work.
He looked down.
Numerous slap-sized MacGuffin Alberts were holding wands the size of matches and waving them at Fuji's own feet.
These little guys somehow conjured thin ropes and spikes from there, and really tied his pair of extremely delicate leopard moccasins firmly to the ground.
The little things were babbling and chanting, and they were throwing long ropes to and fro, wrapping ropes around his shoes... It seemed that they wanted to tie him here firmly.
As for Rita Skeeter next to her, Percy... and Bozo... are also in the same situation.
Little Guffins poured out of that door, flooding the corridor, crawling on top of them.
And Rita Skeeter seems to be specially targeted by the imp.
As soon as she opened her mouth, countless small magic wands burst into flames, blasting towards her mouth.
Several of Rita Skeeter's front teeth were knocked out, and the big mouth was bloody, and the sense of humor and horror filled the whole big face.
Fauci also immediately realized how Dumbledore's new hairstyle came about, and why those Arthur Weasley guys were trying to block the door so much.
He took out his wand and waved it, and all the little Guffins under his feet flew out, slapped, and fell viciously to the wall, many of them turned into some kind of silver-threaded memory.
Now he understood...why at the reception, the healers didn't know how to describe what happened here, and they hesitated about Dumbledore's new hairstyle.
They just kept emphasizing that [Badrin's Brain Refreshing Potion] had made new discoveries, that the little wizard McGuffin Albert had discovered some strange and frightening phenomena...they told Fudge...that he would understand what was going on when he saw it.
Yes, all this must have something to do with that little wizard?
Where is he?
Fudge didn't hesitate much, and directly pulled the shoe hard,
Those tied strings, nails, and those little things were kicked away by him and thrown to other places in the corridor.
"Go! Don't delay here!"
With a wave of his wand, Fudge first rescued the cameraman Bozo, who was lying on the ground... and many Mini Guffins had been struggling with a 'tug-of-war' for the ownership of the camera.
(This is the most important thing. Fudge still hasn't given up the idea of taking Dumbledore's "jade photo" to combat the old fox's reputation)
Fudge then freed Rita Skeeter and Percy Weasley.
These two guys have been wrapped in rope by the Little Guffins to look like mummies.
They are like ants carrying food... Lifting the two of them... Hi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi, and moved towards the door.
After the rope fell off, Rita Skeeter broke free from the shackles. She was very angry, like a lion missing its front teeth, claws and claws, and beat those palm-sized MacGuffins back to their original form.
Rita Skeeter kicked and punched the Baby Guffin, picked it up and threw it... She vented her anger fiercely.
After Rita Skeeter stood up again, she was originally delicate and stiff, with big waves like a wire fixed, and she became some kind of afro.
There are also two small wands like matches stuck in the nostrils.
Trembling.
As for the expensive glasses studded with precious stones, these little devils yelled, lifted them up as before, and moved towards the door.
Also removed were Percy and Rita Skeeter's own wand, which was about to be smuggled into the room.
This guy's expression became even more distorted.
She rushed over like a hungry tiger, directly stepped on the Small Guffins, and kicked them indiscriminately. She ignored the 'little magic spell' issued by the Small Guffins from the wand... rushed over, and snatched her glasses, crocodile leather wallet, and magic wand... into her hands.
Then, Rita Skeeter grinned grinningly, staring viciously at the squeaking little Guffins under her feet... and raised her wand.
At this moment, there was a new movement inside that door.
MacGuffin Albert was carried out by his little cloaks.
That's right, it was lifted out.
He maintained a posture...as if he was sitting on a chair, he was petrified, and...he was carried out by these little guys.
Little devils crawled all over him.
These guys were going up and down... kept tapping his wands on his limbs, as if carving something, changing the pose into what they wanted it to be.
In short, McGuffin was covered in dead gray, with despair, shame, and unbelievable eyes on that face...
Even a cheeky politician like Fudge couldn't help feeling sympathetic.
It seems that this little wizard is the biggest victim of this incident.
When McGuffin saw Percy, Fudge and the others... a look of hope appeared in his heart, and his eyes signaled for several people to rescue him quickly.
Only then he saw Rita Skeeter raising her wand, as if preparing to attack the little ones.
--No!No!
He struggled with himself, trying to make a sound.
"--Do not!"
The sound of a MacGuffin howling in despair.
Too bad it's too late, that fool Rita Skeeter has already waved her magic wand.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
A series of small explosive belts like fireworks...covered the entire corridor floor in an instant, that is, under Fudge's feet...These explosions directly 'saturation' attacked the Little Geffen, blasting them into the air one by one, and blasting them back to their original form.
Countless silver-like memories suddenly floated up in mid-air, floating slightly.
There was a silver light in the corridor, and the waves were rippling.
"Ha! I knew... you little things must be taught a lesson, a lesson..."
Rita Skeeter grinned grinningly, waved her wand triumphantly, and bent down to hunt down those caught fish.
As for the MacGuffin...he had given up trying.
Sure enough, before Fudge and Percy showed a few smiles on his face, those silver threads of memories floating in the air rushed into McGuffin's head like a tsunami.
Then McGuffin felt that all his hair stood upright like a Super Saiyan.
However, what erupted from him was not the kind of golden aura, nor the explosive fighting power.
Instead, like a volcanic eruption, on his forehead, in the center of the top of his head... small Griffins spewed out continuously.
Hurrah!
The speed is fast, the number is at most, and even the sound effect is brought out.
These little Griffins waved their small wands in mid-air, and then bounced a few times on the ground like bouncing balls before landing safely.
Finally, they babbled and rushed towards Rita Skeeter together.
To be wiped out by her waving her magic wand...to become a memory of Yinsizhuang...to return to the MacGuffin...
so back and forth.
When Fudge realized something was wrong and wanted to stop Rita Skeeter's actions, it had turned into a complete disaster, and no one could stop it.
If the McGuffin was still a volcano that erupted intermittently just now, it was like a faucet that couldn't be turned on now, and countless little McGuffins rushed out one after another.
tens of thousands,
...The four of Fudge were drowned in almost an instant.
Cornelius Fudge and the others immediately fell into the same situation as before, no, even worse.
Percy's hair was almost set on fire by the new imps.
The jumping flames scorched his fiery red hair, burning in circles along the outer circle, and soon Percy, like McGuffin, turned ashen.
He could clearly feel the burning heat on his head and the unpleasant smell of burnt hair.
Cornelius Fudge was covered with imps, and his wand was even more heavily hung with these little things.
Bozo, the cameraman curled up...hugging his camera, trying to protect it from these little devils.
As for Rita Skeeter, she was in the most dire situation.
She was fixed on the ground by those little demons, and she was submerged directly. The whole body was full of MacGuffins... And the explosive hair style was directly changed into a sky-braided Mohigan hairstyle this time.
Yes, it's the kind where all the hair has been removed, and the whole head is bald, except for a braid like a telegraph pole in the center of the back of the head, which rises straight up to the sky.
However, for McGuffin who saw all this.
never mind!
He didn't care if these guys were unlucky too, and he didn't care if Fudge and the others would take revenge on him afterwards.
He was levitated by these little ones, hanging upside down...legs together, arms straight, head down...
Alright, he's purely a faucet this time!
The Wheat Geffen is pouring out continuously.
Not long after, the entire corridor on the fifth floor was flooded.
(End of this chapter)
