The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 283 Values ​​and kidnapping

"Mr. Kabrev, I want ten 'credits'. I think you will agree to such a trivial request?" A death eater with a fleshy face and a fierce face said to the threat in a playful tone. Si said: "Even if you don't think about this kid, you still have to think about the girl hanging behind me, don't you?"

"The requirements are really low." Weiss said with a blank expression, and after taking a look at Neville who was already fainted under the feet of the Death Eaters, he turned and walked away from the atrium garden.

"Hurry up, Mr. Kabrev, I'm in a hurry." The Death Eater stomped on Neville hard, causing him to let out an unconscious wail, and then said with a strange smile: "Well, I'm actually not in a hurry, after all I like to hear screams...especially girls..."

"Understood, Gibbon, I will take my time, you have fun..." Weiss waved his hand casually and said without looking back.

"Then let's listen to this girl's screams..." Gibbon narrowed his eyes and said with a cold expression. As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly raised his wand and pointed it at the girl behind him, and the tip of the wand immediately surged. magic.

"..." Weiss felt the magic power behind him surge, turned his head quickly, and glanced at Gibbon expressionlessly.

"Hahaha!" Gibbon's hearty laughter resounded throughout the atrium.

……

"Hahaha! Damn Auror! How is it? How does despair taste?" A Death Eater laughed arrogantly while throwing spells with his companions and playing tricks on an injured Auror opposite them. Luo's companion had already fallen to the side, motionless.

Panting, the Auror dodged left and right, and he was still insisting, hoping that their backup would arrive as soon as possible.

"How many wands do you have?" At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from behind the three Death Eaters.

"Who is it!" A Death Eater turned around quickly, and a spell was released directly.

"I said, how many wands do you have..." A transparent 'Iron Armor Curse' quickly blocked the person who made the sound, and only then did the Death Eater recognize him as Wes.

"Kabrev? What do you mean? You didn't just go back..." The Death Eater asked in confusion, but before he finished speaking, a spell directly knocked him into the air, knocking his whole body into the ground. Hitting the wall of the corridor, there was a scalp-numbing crisp sound, the neck presented a strange angle, lying on the ground struggled for a few times, and then stopped moving.

The Auror on the opposite side watched in shock as the three Death Eaters were knocked down by a boy who appeared later in the blink of an eye, and then he directly searched out a few wands from them without caring about the Auror.

Just when the Auror thought it was 'support from the Ministry of Magic', the boy's scarlet eyes swept towards him...

...three 10 minutes later...

"Thirty." The figure of Weiss jumped down from the air and landed directly in the garden of the atrium, shaking the bundle of wands in his hand at Gibbon expressionlessly.

"..." Gibbon swallowed subconsciously, staring blankly at the bloody young man in front of him.

"Give them to me." Weiss said and slowly approached Gibbon with his wand raised.

"Stop! Stop! Don't come here! Or I'll kill them!" Gibbon screamed out of breath, and then stepped on Neville hard, pointing his wand at Hermione.

"Don't you want it?" Weiss stopped, looking at the bundle of wands in his hand, looking very confused.

"..." Gibbon's attention was all on the young man at this time, and those 'credits' that were very important to him now seemed to have no temptation at all.

"You take it, I won't go through." Weiss looked away from the bundle of wands in his hand, and his blood-red eyes looked straight at Gibbon. With a wave of his hand, all the wands were thrown towards him.

Gibbon's eyes subconsciously looked at the wand flying towards him in the air, and suddenly woke up and looked at Wes again, but Wes stood there and looked at him without any movement.

"Pa..." A magic wand fell in front of him without any abnormality, and this magic wand was like a fuse. Countless magic wands also fell together in the next moment, and the sound of "cracking" suddenly rang out.

Because of this series of crisp sounds, Gibbon's attention was once again attracted.

"If you want something, you have to hold it firmly." At the same time, Weiss' voice sounded again.

Gibbon's gaze subconsciously followed the voice again.

During the few tenths of a second when Gibbon's attention was diverted back and forth, Weiss waved his wand with a blank expression.

0.3s Yoshimoto's pupils contracted, and he quickly withdrew his arms, ready to wave his wand to release the 'Iron Armor Curse' to resist the unknown magic.

In 0.5s, Yoshimoto heard several sounds of breaking through the air.

0.6s Yoshimoto looked at the source of the sound of breaking through the air.

At 0.7s, Gibbon withdrew his arm, blocked it in front of him, and began to build the 'Iron Armor Curse'.

0.8s Gibbon's line of sight discovered that the source of the piercing sound was the thirty magic wands that had just been thrown.

0.9s Yoshimoto felt what is called 'thousand arrows piercing the heart'.

1.0s Gibbon's 'Iron Armor Curse' was successfully released, and a transparent barrier blocked Weiss and him.

"Now, those things you want will never be lost." Gibbon heard Weiss' deep voice before his consciousness gradually fell into darkness, the tone was still so cold and emotionless.

……

"Woo... Neville!" Hermione groaned suddenly in a coma, then she threw off the blanket and sat up, quickly reached for her waist, looked around in horror, she could still remember, She had been attacked by a strange wizard in the atrium garden, but now she was in a classroom.

"I'm here...Hermione, you're awake..." Neville's muffled voice sounded, he was curled up in the shadows, the desperate aura that he was going to find the Lestranges had disappeared, and the voice in his tone Filled with discouragement: "We were attacked..."

"That's right, were you the one who rescued me? You are amazing!" Hermione began to check her belongings, wand: still there, potion: there is no shortage of bottles, stretchable bags: three complete, SPEW Emblem: ... Marauder's Map: None!

"No...it's not me..." Neville shook his head and said slowly along with his whisper, and then seeing Hermione looking nervously through all his pockets, he couldn't help but added: "Don't look for it...the map ...he took..."

"What! We have to get it back! If the map is in the hands of the Death Eaters, they will be very scary!" Hermione felt that her breathing was about to stop, she stood up hurriedly, and walked around the room eagerly. Thinking about what to do in circles, she said firmly after a while, "We have to get it back! First, we have to get out of here! Neville, do you still remember the appearance of the Death Eater who attacked us?"

"Wes." Neville's muffled voice sounded again, but this time, his voice had a very obvious tremor.

"What Wes?" Hermione was stunned by Neville's rambling words for a long while before she could react, and then asked in an uncertain tone, "You mean, it was Wes who attacked us?" ?”

"No...it wasn't him who attacked us...he just took the map..." Neville's breathing became visibly short, and his voice was full of tremors: "The Death Eaters who attacked us...in the atrium..."

"Did you see Wes?" Hermione interrupted Neville quickly, and looked around subconsciously, but she was sure that there were only her and Neville in this classroom.

"He's gone...Let us not go out..." Neville's voice was still muffled, and even Hermione felt something was wrong at this moment, she silently stretched out her wand and pointed it at Neville, took a deep breath and then used She asked in a puzzled tone, "Neville, why didn't you come out?" As soon as she finished asking, she quickly waved her wand, and a fluorescent spell was released.

"I'm bound...I can't break free..." There was a very obvious sound of cloth rubbing against Neville, and as soon as Neville finished speaking, Hermione's fluorescent spell illuminated the shadow.

In Hermione's mind, the scene of being covered with blood from severed limbs, or being able to see the rest of the Death Eaters' abduction scene didn't happen in reality, she just saw a big round callus, only Neville's round eyes were exposed. s eyes.

"Phew..." Hermione let out a long sigh of relief, and then quickly walked over, and said to Neville while waving her wand, "It looks like it should be Transfiguration, don't move, I'll release the Reduction Curse to see." Can I let you out..." As soon as Hermione finished speaking, she waved the wand in her hand quickly, but the cloth strips that made up this 'big cocoon' did not respond.

"How is it possible? I clearly felt the magic power of Transfiguration on it..." Hermione frowned and stretched out her hand to caress the big callus made of strips of cloth in front of her.

"Hermione...Western is reciting the 'Reducing Curse'...this is his wizard cloak..." Neville's muffled voice came from the big cocoon.

"..." Hermione stared at the big cocoon with a depressed face, and said after a while, "Neville, why didn't you say it before?"

"You did it directly...you didn't ask me..." Neville's muffled voice was full of helplessness.

…10 minutes later…

"This door really can't be opened!" Neville slammed the classroom door hard, and ripples appeared on the transparent barrier on the door.

"So, I've said it all, don't try it." Hermione was already sitting on the window sill, wrapped in a blanket, and looked at an extra note in the stretch bag with a fluorescent spell: "Remember the time, 10 On point."

'time?It should be around 21 o'clock now, did he remember correctly?Or what does it represent?Is it that we have to stay here until 22:[-]? Hermione frowned and thought, because the text of the note was unusually familiar: "Wes, what exactly are you trying to say?" '

"Don't you also know alchemy? Can't you?" Neville sat beside Hermione with a dejected expression on his face. Although he had prepared himself when he was bound into a cocoon, the door was completely shattered. Those tiny fantasies.

"No, not to mention that I don't have the material to crack it, even if I have the material, it won't be much shorter than the time it lasts if I crack it..." Hermione quickly put away the note, her voice full of helplessness, and she will The whole face was buried in the blanket, leaving only a pair of eyes staring at the direction of the door, thinking about what kind of path his alchemy should take and the meaning of this note in his mind.

"...The current Wes is really scary..." Neville looked at Hermione for a long time, and when he mentioned the name 'Wes', his voice trembled unconsciously.

"You mean his alchemy level? Then he would have..." Hermione's words were interrupted by an explosion, and she was so frightened that she quickly lay on the window again and tried to look out the window, but because of the angle, nothing could be seen. can not see.

"...No...I'm not just talking about this..." Neville buried his head in his knees, his trembling voice was full of fear, but he stopped talking halfway and didn't speak again for a long time.

"What the hell is it?" Hermione couldn't help asking aloud, frowning as she watched Neville dawdling and refusing to speak.

"...he...he killed someone..." Neville said with heavy breath.

"..." Hermione stood there speechless, and after a long while, she whispered in an extremely unnatural tone: "Really? The other party is a Death Eater, right?" Seeing that Neville still had no intention of replying, She trembled unconsciously, and after taking a deep breath, she tried to ask in a calm voice, "Is it an Auror?"

"No, it's the Death Eater...the one who attacked us..." Neville's voice was also full of tremors, but the content of the words reassured Hermione a little.

But only a little bit.

Because, no matter what, no matter who the other party is, it is murder after all.

Hermione, who was usually eloquent, fell silent for a while after more than ten years of education and worldview. She opened her mouth for a while and didn't know how to respond and comfort the trembling Neville.

Fortunately, Neville spoke again at this time, but his mood became more tense and flustered with his words.

"...he... that Death Eater... was killed by Wes... with many wands... the scene... blood all over the place... when I woke up... his... that Death Eater... his only eyeball... stared at me the whole time..."

Before he finished speaking, Neville got up abruptly, hid in the corner of the wall and vomited.

Hermione felt goosebumps all over her body the moment she heard the words. Hearing the sound of Neville vomiting and smelling the disgusting sour smell in the air, she felt that she was not well, but she just turned her head back, She saw a flash of fluorescence in the corner of her eye.

Hermione blinked a few times, then turned her head back to the direction where Neville was vomiting, trying to find the flash of fluorescent light.

The next moment, Hermione's eyes suddenly lit up, she took out the note and quickly read it again, then turned her head to look around the room, and immediately said in a joyful voice: "...Neville, don't throw up, let me Just a moment, maybe... we can go out!"

……

Weiss stood quietly in a corridor with a sword in his hand. The candles on both sides of the corridor distorted his shadow in various ways, but the steel armor in this corridor had an extra sword in each hand. The appearance of the sword is exactly the same as that of Weiss now.

Weiss stood there quietly, motionless, as if he was waiting for something, but after waiting for a long time, two teenagers rushed out from the other end of the corridor.

And when the two of them saw Weiss clearly after running, they immediately pulled out their wands with a vigilant expression, and stared at him with both eyes.

Weiss maintained the movement of sticking the sword, and looked at the two teenagers opposite with a blank expression. His voice echoed in the corridor: "Did you drink any potion? You grow so fast?"

"Wes, why are you going back to Hogwarts?" Ron spoke out first, pointing at Wes vigilantly with his wand raised.

"It's none of my business, it's the one above who is coming back to do something, just bring me along." Weiss's expression didn't change at all, but under the light of the candlelight, he seemed to gesture upwards, and there, the magic fluctuations were exceptionally strong. severe.

"What did he give you? Worth your life for him?" Harry said in a low voice.

"I'm going to say Gold Galleons, do you believe it or not?" Weiss said with his expression unchanged, as if he was afraid that they would not believe him, he repeated: "There are many, many Gold Galleons."

"..." Harry touched Ron lightly with his heel, and without speaking again, he took the lead in shouting, "Disarm!"

"Bang!" A red light shot at the unprepared Weiss in an instant, and it reached him in the blink of an eye.

at the same time.

Ron's voice also sounded, but he was chanting the petrification spell.

"You guys, don't you think I've been standing here without doing anything?" Weiss said in a weird tone, but his body didn't move a bit.

The two curses hit Weiss one after the other.

But Weiss, who was hit by the two curses, didn't react at all. He still maintained the posture of holding the sword without moving.

"You guys, don't you think I've been standing here without doing anything?" Just when the two were surprised, an identical voice suddenly came from behind them, and the hairs on both of them stood up instantly.

Because although the voice sounded a bit muffled, it was indeed Wes's voice, and the jeweled sword lying across Harry's neck proved that the owner holding it at this time was indeed Wes. s.

"Harry!" Ron yelled quickly, turned his body quickly, and attacked him with a punch. With the sound of metal colliding, Ron covered his punching hand in pain, enduring the pain. Pain looked up, but when he saw clearly, he froze on the spot for an instant.

It was a pair of medieval armor, which was everywhere in this corridor, and Weiss' voice was coming out of the armor: "Why did you choose to turn your back on the other me?"

"Ron! Run!" Harry yelled, eyes wide open, staring straight behind Ron.

The moment Ron realized something was wrong, a cold hand was already stuck on his neck, and the other hand of 'Weese' also stiffly hugged his shoulder holding the wand, and one leg ignored Ron. The struggling movement slowly wrapped his waist, and the other leg slowly lifted off the ground and landed on Ron's knee. After a while, the whole person bound Ron firmly, as if Ron was Carrying him in a strange posture.

Only then did the armored figure open the steel mask in front of him, and Weiss said with a smile on his face, "You know what? I wanted to wear them a long time ago."

And the other 'Weiss' opposite Harry was gradually changing back to its original shape, and as it changed back to its original shape, Harry discovered that it was a long strip of cloth, followed by Wess' The arm stretched out from Harry's armpit, and with a tap of the wand between his fingers, the long strip of cloth instantly bound Ron, and under Harry's tearful gaze, quickly tied him into a A big cocoon was formed.

"Let's go, Harry Potter, the Dark Lord is waiting for you," the warm wind brought by Weiss's words blew gently in Harry's ear, and he said in an extremely gentle voice: "Are you going to Ready to die?"

"I'll take you to hell together!" Harry roared angrily, and the tip of the holly wand shone bright red.

"No, that place is not suitable for us, because there is no good food..." Accompanied by Wes's words, Harry felt that the back of his neck was hit hard, and then he lost consciousness instantly.

(End of this chapter)