Chapter 493 The Encounter of Brothers
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Voldemort created a large number of corpses, among which giants were made into corpses.
Those things fear only light and fire.
Dumbledore's flame briefly made the Infernal avoid it, but in the face of numbers, even if you are Dumbledore, you still need to be restrained.
There are tens of thousands of ghost corpses, and the wizards have not approached them for the time being.
They attacked Hogsmeade in advance, cutting off the hope of Hogwarts asking for help to leave, and there was no need to be afraid that Aurors would come to help.
To prevent anyone from going out for help, a group of wizards guarded the exit of Hogwarts.
"It's really boring." A dark-skinned wizard spoke.
They follow Voldemort, they submit to power, and they submit to the inner beast as well.
They yearn for death, for fighting, and for taking life from others.
As soon as the results came, they were assigned to guard the goal.
There are pure blood here, and there are also those cruel criminals.
A car sound that did not belong to the magical world broke the silence at the door.
They saw a car coming down the muddy road.
A person stepped out of the car, and Gray Owl flapped its wings and landed on the roof of the car.
"Excuse me, have you seen my son?"
A question made all the wizards present a little confused.
"Muggle?" The dark-skinned wizard reacted and said with a smirk, "I don't know how you got here, so give us more fun."
He drew his wand, thinking of how to torture the lost lamb.
Watson looked up, and above the castle, the flames continued to burn, reflecting the thousands of fallen corpses.
Watson's heart was heavy. Has something really happened to his son?
He looked up at the wizard who was about to cast a spell on himself, and took a deep breath.
"Kill it."
Watson raised his hand and ordered coldly.
The wizard looked at Watson amusedly, and was about to laugh at him.
With a sound in the night, the wizard's laughter stopped abruptly.
The remaining wizards looked into the night.
One by one, the guns were aimed at the wizard.
With an indifferent expression, Watson said calmly, "Fire."
The bullets were released, and a wizard activated the Iron Armor Curse to block them.
A man jumped out of the forest, his arms puffed up, and the flying spear penetrated the defense of the Iron Armor Curse and nailed him to death.
Watson picked up a fallen bullet and played with it in his fingers.
"Come on, my son is still inside."
Watson walked forward.
...
On the top of the castle, Dumbledore waved a flame to roast the Inferi.
Let the corpses on the wall fall one after another.
The crisis at Hogwarts is over.
Harry was ecstatic, Hogwarts would surely get through this difficulty.
Just when Harry felt that he had the upper hand, Dumbledore's face became a little ugly.
His body wobbled and nearly fell, and Harry hurried to catch Dumbledore.
"What's the matter with you, Dumbledore?"
Harry saw that Dumbledore's lips were drained of color, and he looked down, only to see a tiny bite mark on Dumbledore's right hand.
"He hid the poison in his teeth." Dumbledore smiled wryly, "I am old after all."
In the previous duel, Dumbledore was a little slow to let the green snake touch him.
But Voldemort didn't know his depth, so he chose to back off.
"Harry, hold me up like this, don't let me fall, don't let them find out."
Dumbledore whispered to Harry that he couldn't let Voldemort see something happen to him.
Once it is confirmed that Dumbledore can't hold on, Voldemort will launch a general attack without mercy.
Right now Voldemort is standing still, all because of fear of Dumbledore and his caution after being deceived.
He braced his body and went into the principal's office.
Once inside, Harry was rummaging through the medicine cabinet in his office looking for an antidote.
After Slughorn became the headmaster, a lot of potions were stored here.
Harry rummaged through it, and he gave Dumbledore all kinds of potions.
But no one can undo Dumbledore's current poison.
"Yes, that potion."
Harry's mind flashed, and he said, "The emerald green one."
But Slughorn had run out.
Just when Harry was in dire straits, a burst of wonderful singing came.
Harry was beaming, how could he have forgotten, and Phoenix.
Phoenix Fawkes flew into the headmaster's office and stayed on Dumbledore's right.
His right hand turned black, like charred wood, constantly depriving it of its vitality.
This is a curse, but also a poison.
Even the alchemist couldn't cure the poison like John's from last year.
Fox approached, and a crystal teardrop fell on the palm of his hand.
White smoke came out of those two small wounds, and Dumbledore's face regained its color, but this did not mean that the poison was cured, it was only delayed.
"This is a very powerful curse and poison, even the tears of the phoenix cannot cure it all."
Dumbledore moved his fingers, still a little stiff.
This poison cannot be cured.
And the outside is already imminent.
"We can go to Malfoy!" Harry thought of something, and said, "Malfoy must have a 'universal potion'."
This is a good proposal, John never treats his own people badly.
Harry thought and acted.
After he left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore looked away.
Snape came out from the other side.
"Voldemort trusts no one now," said Dumbledore.
Now that Voldemort no longer trusted anyone, Snape's double-undercover behavior meant nothing.
"Your poison, even if you get the emerald potion, there is no way to save it."
But Snape frowned and said, "There is only one way, and that is to drink that thing."
This is a poisonous curse that can poison even John to death, and the only way is to drink the liquid of the Holy Grail.
If you do this, it will make Dumbledore unable to keep his heart.
Once people have longevity, they will want more.
"Are you testing me too, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "You have changed."
Snape was silent, and no one knew that his mind had wavered.
Perhaps Voldemort had never contacted him since the Ministry of Magic, and Snape knew he was losing his usefulness.
Whether it's Voldemort or Dumbledore.
It may also be because Voldemort, whom he regarded as terrifying, lost at the hands of his students.
The student who wants to challenge the laws of the magical world appears.
The feeling that made him have a backlog in his heart did not disappear with time, but became stronger.
He always understood that it was a regret, an irreparable regret.
But after 15 years of such regrets growing in his heart, the appearance of a person is breaking the iron law of this magical world.
Snape knew he was wavering.
It was also because of this that he was even more unable to look directly at himself.
...
Malfoy kicked an Inferi down, and from the wand in his hand shot a snake around the banshee's neck.
The Iron Armor Curse on his body lit up, and Malfoy turned his head to see the vampire demon bird that was pounced on, and was knocked down by his stun spell.
"It's a lot."
Just now, Malfoy heard Blaise's panicked voice.
Looking up, Blaise's amulet was broken.
The professor in the hall struggled to support, Sirius found an opportunity to throw a super fluorescent flash, which hung in the sky and continued to bloom brightly, causing the corpse to retreat temporarily.
A banshee landed on him, its sharp teeth biting his neck.
Sirius' body quickly turned into a black dog, and he also bit the banshee's neck, dragging the banshee out and hitting the Yin corpse.
Lupine raised his wand and cast a blocking spell that broke the ankle of a charging giant. He turned himself to avoid the blood-sucking demon bird, and used ten thousand bullets to summon rubble to smash at the wizard.
"There are too many, and those Yin corpses are still coming in a steady stream."
Pulling Tonks into his arms to avoid the flying spell, Lupine yelled to Sirius: "We have to find a way to deal with those infernal corpses!"
"I'm trying to figure it out, Moonface."
Sirius turned back into a human form to block the spell, returned a fire spell to ignite the Infernal Corpse, and kicked it into the crowd of corpses.
Suddenly, Sirius tightened his feet.
He was jerked off by a force, and his wand dropped and rolled to the side.
He hastily adjusted his body, using his hands and feet to step back.
"Super fluorescent flashes."
Lupine throws a ball of light to free Sirius.
With the help of the light, Sirius picked up his magic wand, and was about to deal with the ghost that grabbed him.
When I looked up, a familiar face appeared in front of me.
Sirius froze and looked at the man in disbelief. The wand in his hand suddenly seemed as heavy as lead, and he couldn't swing it.
"Regulus."
It was a young face, even after so many years of soaking in the water, Sirius could never forget him.
own brother.
It turned out to be a ghost?
Sirius roared with grief and anger, "Why did you join the Death Eaters!"
Why did it become like this, my brother.
Are you not the pride of the family?
Didn't you listen to them?
Why, why did she become that kind of ghost who can't see the sun.
Sirius once laughed at his stupid brother in front of his godson.
He thought he had no feeling for family.
But now, his heart is stinging.
The wand in his hand couldn't be released for a long time.
The sphere of light in the sky was darkening, and Sirius made up his mind.
Rather than letting it sink in the water, it is better to let you be free.
"Fire Burning (incendio)"
The flames ignited Regulus' body, and the clenched hands were finally released.
At that moment, Sirius seemed to see his dead brother, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Regulus touched other Yin corpses, and the flames on his body were transmitted to other Yin corpses.
Sirius felt melancholy, looked at Regulus who was ignited by the flames and said softly: "Good night, Regulus, I wish you a sweet dream."
Go away in this absurd dream, brother.
The corners of his eyes were moist, and when he turned around, Sirius was back in the fight.
...
Those things fear only light and fire.
Dumbledore's flame briefly made the Infernal avoid it, but in the face of numbers, even if you are Dumbledore, you still need to be restrained.
There are tens of thousands of ghost corpses, and the wizards have not approached them for the time being.
They attacked Hogsmeade in advance, cutting off the hope of Hogwarts asking for help to leave, and there was no need to be afraid that Aurors would come to help.
To prevent anyone from going out for help, a group of wizards guarded the exit of Hogwarts.
"It's really boring." A dark-skinned wizard spoke.
They follow Voldemort, they submit to power, and they submit to the inner beast as well.
They yearn for death, for fighting, and for taking life from others.
As soon as the results came, they were assigned to guard the goal.
There are pure blood here, and there are also those cruel criminals.
A car sound that did not belong to the magical world broke the silence at the door.
They saw a car coming down the muddy road.
A person stepped out of the car, and Gray Owl flapped its wings and landed on the roof of the car.
"Excuse me, have you seen my son?"
A question made all the wizards present a little confused.
"Muggle?" The dark-skinned wizard reacted and said with a smirk, "I don't know how you got here, so give us more fun."
He drew his wand, thinking of how to torture the lost lamb.
Watson looked up, and above the castle, the flames continued to burn, reflecting the thousands of fallen corpses.
Watson's heart was heavy. Has something really happened to his son?
He looked up at the wizard who was about to cast a spell on himself, and took a deep breath.
"Kill it."
Watson raised his hand and ordered coldly.
The wizard looked at Watson amusedly, and was about to laugh at him.
With a sound in the night, the wizard's laughter stopped abruptly.
The remaining wizards looked into the night.
One by one, the guns were aimed at the wizard.
With an indifferent expression, Watson said calmly, "Fire."
The bullets were released, and a wizard activated the Iron Armor Curse to block them.
A man jumped out of the forest, his arms puffed up, and the flying spear penetrated the defense of the Iron Armor Curse and nailed him to death.
Watson picked up a fallen bullet and played with it in his fingers.
"Come on, my son is still inside."
Watson walked forward.
...
On the top of the castle, Dumbledore waved a flame to roast the Inferi.
Let the corpses on the wall fall one after another.
The crisis at Hogwarts is over.
Harry was ecstatic, Hogwarts would surely get through this difficulty.
Just when Harry felt that he had the upper hand, Dumbledore's face became a little ugly.
His body wobbled and nearly fell, and Harry hurried to catch Dumbledore.
"What's the matter with you, Dumbledore?"
Harry saw that Dumbledore's lips were drained of color, and he looked down, only to see a tiny bite mark on Dumbledore's right hand.
"He hid the poison in his teeth." Dumbledore smiled wryly, "I am old after all."
In the previous duel, Dumbledore was a little slow to let the green snake touch him.
But Voldemort didn't know his depth, so he chose to back off.
"Harry, hold me up like this, don't let me fall, don't let them find out."
Dumbledore whispered to Harry that he couldn't let Voldemort see something happen to him.
Once it is confirmed that Dumbledore can't hold on, Voldemort will launch a general attack without mercy.
Right now Voldemort is standing still, all because of fear of Dumbledore and his caution after being deceived.
He braced his body and went into the principal's office.
Once inside, Harry was rummaging through the medicine cabinet in his office looking for an antidote.
After Slughorn became the headmaster, a lot of potions were stored here.
Harry rummaged through it, and he gave Dumbledore all kinds of potions.
But no one can undo Dumbledore's current poison.
"Yes, that potion."
Harry's mind flashed, and he said, "The emerald green one."
But Slughorn had run out.
Just when Harry was in dire straits, a burst of wonderful singing came.
Harry was beaming, how could he have forgotten, and Phoenix.
Phoenix Fawkes flew into the headmaster's office and stayed on Dumbledore's right.
His right hand turned black, like charred wood, constantly depriving it of its vitality.
This is a curse, but also a poison.
Even the alchemist couldn't cure the poison like John's from last year.
Fox approached, and a crystal teardrop fell on the palm of his hand.
White smoke came out of those two small wounds, and Dumbledore's face regained its color, but this did not mean that the poison was cured, it was only delayed.
"This is a very powerful curse and poison, even the tears of the phoenix cannot cure it all."
Dumbledore moved his fingers, still a little stiff.
This poison cannot be cured.
And the outside is already imminent.
"We can go to Malfoy!" Harry thought of something, and said, "Malfoy must have a 'universal potion'."
This is a good proposal, John never treats his own people badly.
Harry thought and acted.
After he left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore looked away.
Snape came out from the other side.
"Voldemort trusts no one now," said Dumbledore.
Now that Voldemort no longer trusted anyone, Snape's double-undercover behavior meant nothing.
"Your poison, even if you get the emerald potion, there is no way to save it."
But Snape frowned and said, "There is only one way, and that is to drink that thing."
This is a poisonous curse that can poison even John to death, and the only way is to drink the liquid of the Holy Grail.
If you do this, it will make Dumbledore unable to keep his heart.
Once people have longevity, they will want more.
"Are you testing me too, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "You have changed."
Snape was silent, and no one knew that his mind had wavered.
Perhaps Voldemort had never contacted him since the Ministry of Magic, and Snape knew he was losing his usefulness.
Whether it's Voldemort or Dumbledore.
It may also be because Voldemort, whom he regarded as terrifying, lost at the hands of his students.
The student who wants to challenge the laws of the magical world appears.
The feeling that made him have a backlog in his heart did not disappear with time, but became stronger.
He always understood that it was a regret, an irreparable regret.
But after 15 years of such regrets growing in his heart, the appearance of a person is breaking the iron law of this magical world.
Snape knew he was wavering.
It was also because of this that he was even more unable to look directly at himself.
...
Malfoy kicked an Inferi down, and from the wand in his hand shot a snake around the banshee's neck.
The Iron Armor Curse on his body lit up, and Malfoy turned his head to see the vampire demon bird that was pounced on, and was knocked down by his stun spell.
"It's a lot."
Just now, Malfoy heard Blaise's panicked voice.
Looking up, Blaise's amulet was broken.
The professor in the hall struggled to support, Sirius found an opportunity to throw a super fluorescent flash, which hung in the sky and continued to bloom brightly, causing the corpse to retreat temporarily.
A banshee landed on him, its sharp teeth biting his neck.
Sirius' body quickly turned into a black dog, and he also bit the banshee's neck, dragging the banshee out and hitting the Yin corpse.
Lupine raised his wand and cast a blocking spell that broke the ankle of a charging giant. He turned himself to avoid the blood-sucking demon bird, and used ten thousand bullets to summon rubble to smash at the wizard.
"There are too many, and those Yin corpses are still coming in a steady stream."
Pulling Tonks into his arms to avoid the flying spell, Lupine yelled to Sirius: "We have to find a way to deal with those infernal corpses!"
"I'm trying to figure it out, Moonface."
Sirius turned back into a human form to block the spell, returned a fire spell to ignite the Infernal Corpse, and kicked it into the crowd of corpses.
Suddenly, Sirius tightened his feet.
He was jerked off by a force, and his wand dropped and rolled to the side.
He hastily adjusted his body, using his hands and feet to step back.
"Super fluorescent flashes."
Lupine throws a ball of light to free Sirius.
With the help of the light, Sirius picked up his magic wand, and was about to deal with the ghost that grabbed him.
When I looked up, a familiar face appeared in front of me.
Sirius froze and looked at the man in disbelief. The wand in his hand suddenly seemed as heavy as lead, and he couldn't swing it.
"Regulus."
It was a young face, even after so many years of soaking in the water, Sirius could never forget him.
own brother.
It turned out to be a ghost?
Sirius roared with grief and anger, "Why did you join the Death Eaters!"
Why did it become like this, my brother.
Are you not the pride of the family?
Didn't you listen to them?
Why, why did she become that kind of ghost who can't see the sun.
Sirius once laughed at his stupid brother in front of his godson.
He thought he had no feeling for family.
But now, his heart is stinging.
The wand in his hand couldn't be released for a long time.
The sphere of light in the sky was darkening, and Sirius made up his mind.
Rather than letting it sink in the water, it is better to let you be free.
"Fire Burning (incendio)"
The flames ignited Regulus' body, and the clenched hands were finally released.
At that moment, Sirius seemed to see his dead brother, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Regulus touched other Yin corpses, and the flames on his body were transmitted to other Yin corpses.
Sirius felt melancholy, looked at Regulus who was ignited by the flames and said softly: "Good night, Regulus, I wish you a sweet dream."
Go away in this absurd dream, brother.
The corners of his eyes were moist, and when he turned around, Sirius was back in the fight.
...
