The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 188 Weakness and Potion

"Professor..." Weiss looked at Dumbledore's right arm that had been eroded by the black mist and remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"Hehehe, don't worry about it, I just told you that this is 'fate'." Although Dumbledore broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, he still comforted Wes with a smile, and even said Wes' famous words .

"No, you really think I can't deal with it?" Weiss curled his lips and rolled his eyes at Dumbledore: "Although as far as the white magic I have mastered is concerned, there is no way to get rid of it at once, but more Come here a few times.”

"Oh? Can it be recovered? Hehehe, I was just thinking about how to eat with only my left hand." Dumbledore still joked about his arm with a smile.

"Well, just use the 'Crash Demon Formation' a few more times, but every time I use it, you know, I will enter that state..." Weiss explained while supporting Dumbledore's right hand.

"Is that the kind of pilgrimage that talks about?" Dumbledore gestured, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"...can you not mention it?" Weiss looked at Dumbledore with black lines.

"Hehehe, yes, yes." Dumbledore still blinked with a smile on his face.

"...'Collapse Demon Formation' can no longer be used for a short time, because the light element of white magic is relatively, uh, how should I say, overbearing? Exclusive? Anyway, it almost means that it will greatly squeeze other elements, at least This phenomenon is particularly serious in my body, and it may be related to the use of black magic in our family. The lack of magic power in your body is partly the reason, but it can be recovered in a short time, just like my state. And' I can only use it again after all the elements in your body are rebalanced or the excess light elements dissipate. With your magic power, it can be released again in about a week. In addition, now this 'curse' caused by it Dry, I have no choice at the moment, I can only think of a way after expulsion of the 'curse'." Weiss pointed at Dumbledore's right hand and pulled the topic back forcefully: "It will definitely affect the release of magic power, so you You can only use your left hand, and I am afraid that the smoothness and power of casting magic will be weakened. Simply put, your weakness can be seen by others at a glance."

"Obvious weakness..." Dumbledore mused, looking at the slowly withering arm.

"Yes, when you were in the 'Triwizard Tournament', I am afraid that you will be like this in front of the other two academies." Weiss nodded and said: "And it is still corroding, although it is slower than before."

"Well, I will think of a way...how about the Horcrux?" Dumbledore was silent for a while and asked Wes, because he saw the ring lying quietly not far from them, at every turn.

"Not yet." Weiss shook his head and glanced back at the ring: "I gave priority to your arm."

"Hehehe, you stayed in that state for three or ten minutes." Dumbledore said the time he calculated with a smile.

"...Didn't you say it's okay not to mention it?" Weiss continued to be a little curious at the same time: "Speaking of which, why did you not release any defensive magic, just reached out and picked it up?"

"...Because the gemstone on it is the resurrection stone." Dumbledore said slowly after a long silence, with a particularly solemn tone.

"Resurrection stone? Can it resurrect others?" Weiss picked up the ring with the tip of his sword, looked at the pitch-black ring and muttered suspiciously: "It should be similar to the 'fate coin' of that continent, right?"

"I think, yes..." Dumbledore couldn't hear the second half of Wes' mumbling because of the pain, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his dry fingers trembling unconsciously answered Wes's question about the 'Resurrection Stone' The problem.

"Then can this still be chopped? Will it break the 'Resurrection Stone'?" Weiss blinked his eyes and looked at the ring in doubt: "The sword of light is very sharp for souls."

"...Go back to Hogwarts and find the basilisk." Dumbledore tried to stand up, but the constant erosion of his right hand made him stagger.

"Use its venom? Well, we want more this time, so we don't have to run around next time." Weiss quickly supported Dumbledore who was about to fall, and nodded seriously: " I believe it will be very 'generous' when it sees us." As he spoke, he swung the sword vigorously and made a 'huhu' sound.

"...Let's go, leave Little Hangleton, I will release the apparation and take you to Hogwarts." Dumbledore had already stood still, and said to Wes very weakly.

"Professor, don't you go to St. Mungo's first?" Weiss felt that Dumbledore's body was shaking, and his eyes revealed a worried look.

"No, the Horcrux is important." Dumbledore shook his head lightly, panting heavily and moving forward.

Weiss looked up at the night sky, sighed, gave up the idea of ​​going to the empty big house, and slowly helped Dumbledore out of the dilapidated old house, and walked slowly along the winding path with.

"Huh?" When he reached the fork in the hillside, Weiss let out a sigh, and at the same time looked back at the big house in the valley.

"What's the matter?" Dumbledore was in better spirits at this time, and looked at Wes who had stopped leaving in a strange way.

"The magic barrier in the big house... seems to have been repaired..." Weiss said uncertainly: "Now I can't detect any fluctuations in magic power. I seem to have seen this feeling before..."

"Really?" Dumbledore also looked back, and his eyebrows frowned after just one glance: "The opponent's magic attainments are very high, and the one released now fits perfectly with the magic barrier set up in the past. It should be the original house. The Lord has returned. Is there such a person in the British wizarding world now?"

"Maybe he ran away because of the Dark Lord back then, and now he's back when he's safe." Weiss shook his head, suppressing the doubts in his heart: "Professor, let's leave first, the Horcruxes must be dealt with first. .As for who, just ask the Ministry of Magic’s International Department of Magic when you have time.”

"Well, we can leave after going up this slope." Dumbledore looked at the high slope and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his body was already old.

...Hogwarts, the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets...

"Smelly snake! Come out! Give me some venom!" Weiss knocked on the statue of Slytherin in order to attract the attention of the basilisk living inside.

"Hiss, 'Didn't I give it to you last time?'" With the sound of the statue's 'rumbling' moving, the big head of the basilisk popped out.

"Professor Snape asked me to leave! And the last time you mentioned was Halloween last semester! Are you confused from hibernation?" Weiss rolled his eyes angrily while throwing a roast chicken into the basilisk's mouth talking.

"Hiss, what do you want the venom for this time?'" the basilisk looked around while chewing on the grilled chicken: "Hiss, are you here alone today?'"

"This! See? I want to remove the soul attached to it!" Weiss swung the ring strung up by vines: "The sword of light is too sharp, and the gems on it are easily broken by me!"

"Hiss, you can't put my venom on the sword of Gryffindor! Don't have nothing to do with the sword of light! It's dangerous!'" the basilisk struggled to identify what Weiss had in his hand. Throw away the big ring.

"Poisoned? Even if the blade is painted and cut a few times, it will be gone, and then I will ask you for it again." Weiss threw the ring on the ground, and motioned the basilisk to look slowly.

"Hiss, is the sword body made by you a fairy so useless? It can absorb some attributes that it doesn't have! The attribute of 'breaking demons' is absorbed by chopping a gun!"" the basilisk flicked its tail, His tone was full of contempt.

"Wait! You said the blade has been changed?" Weiss hurriedly brought the sword closer to him and looked at it carefully: "Although I have never seen it before, this should be my father's sword, right? This style, It looks like it was made by the blacksmiths of Sephilia Kingdom?"

"Hiss, that sword was broken by Gryffindor, and it was the gun with the 'devil-breaking' attribute that broke it. Later, he asked the goblin to build the sword body in exactly the same style." The basilisk shook its head back and forth, As if looking for something, it was puzzled for a while and said: "Hiss, how can there be a soul? I can't even detect the magic wave!'"

"It's right under your nose, there is no magic wave because it's too small!" Weiss was shocked the moment he bent down to pick up the ring, and hurriedly said to the basilisk: "Hurry up, venom! Meow! Something happened! It's gone! Why didn't I think of it just now!"

"Hiss, frizzy human!" The basilisk snorted dismissively, but still injected the venom into the crystal bottle that Weiss took out.

"I'll go up first, and I'll come see you next time!" Weiss threw all the grilled chicken to the basilisk, and quickly ran out of the secret room.

…Principal room…

"Professor Dumbledore!" Weiss pushed open the door of the principal's room, panting and shouted to Dumbledore, who was still with the old god.

"Don't be frizzy, be calm." Dumbledore stretched out his hand to comfort Wes indifferently, and then shook the envelope in his hand: "Just in time, Sirius sent a letter..."

"No! Professor! Voldemort! I have reason to believe that Voldemort is back! It's in Great Hangleton!" West slammed the table and said loudly, "That big house! It's the same as the Gaunt family's house! No magic fluctuations can be detected And so close to the Horcruxes, Voldemort would not allow strangers to live there!"

"...You're right, he's back, Harry 'saw' it." The moment Dumbledore read the letter, his face sank, he turned around quickly, threw a handful of powder towards the fireplace, and lit a fire. The green flame stuck his head in: "Severus, I need help, bring the potion."

When Weiss heard the word 'potion', he also reacted. He took out the stretch bag and reached in to feel for it. After a while, he found a palm-sized mirror, and waited anxiously after inputting the magic power.

"Double-sided mirror? Where is the other side?" Dumbledore frowned slightly when he saw the mirror in Wes's hand.

"Hermione, I don't know if she's awake. I, to be precise, you need the old man's last potion."

(End of this chapter)