HP Magic Biography

Tiredness is everyone's first feeling.

It is true that this night was really exhausting. Even Fan Lin, who had no feeling for Quidditch, was driven by the atmosphere and shouted together. After the extreme excitement, something even more exciting was the vampire. arrival.

Strictly speaking, the night spent was too much and difficult, and Fan Lin's body.

They were the last to come out, and the wizards outside the venue all returned to their tents, but the tents were still dark.

This is really horrible, those Death Eaters, which left an indelible impression on everyone in the wizarding world.

The Dark Mark that appeared tonight made them even dare not stay here. Even though they knew that these people had already left, who could guarantee that these Death Eaters would not come back?

A Death Eater who absorbed a vampire.

This is where everyone can't figure it out.

It can be said that no one can understand why these vampires joined the camp of Death Eaters. This organization that had already declined, their leader has already died, so what else can attract these dark creatures.

It's hard to understand.

The same is true for Fan Lin. Trevor didn't explain the reason to him, what kind of deal was there between him and Voldemort.

Partner?

It was difficult to convince Fan Lin.

Trevor is playing with fire, and this dark green flame can swallow their blood at any time.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, the entire camp was quiet, and no one would feel better.

For those Quidditch players, this is undoubtedly even more desperate.

These people spoiled their festival, the home victory of the Irish team, which should have been something to celebrate in the whole of England.

However, the sudden riot took away the honor that originally belonged to them, which is undoubtedly a very sad thing.

No one would pay attention to this extremely topical Quidditch, which was originally beneficial to both teams.

Silently they passed through the dark camp,

The only few lights were also quickly extinguished, as if afraid of attracting someone's attention.

Several people entered the tent. Because of the Ministry of Magic's blockade, Charlie, Percy, and Bill did not enter the ruins. They tried to enter and moved out Mr. Weasley, but those Aurors followed the three big bosses in succession. Meaning, insist on keeping them out.

How? Charlie said.

We'll talk when we get in, said Mr. Weasley.

I saw that mark, who is that person...

A crazy fellow, his disciple. Mr. Weasley said quickly, and he drove everyone into the tent. He still had a lot of tasks.

After setting everyone up, Mr. Weasley and Sirius took Percy away quickly. There was a lot of aftermath to be done, and they were all from the Ministry of Magic.

The originally cozy small dining table became a little deserted.

Ginny went to the kitchen to take out some food, and lit an oil lamp on the table, which added a little warmth to the originally dark small dining table.

Everyone got a sofa for Fan Lin and Hermione, and they really didn't have much energy.

Fan Lin's face turned bitter. He just used a small part of his magic power to take out some potions, which made his body ache.

I'll help you, Harry said.

Fan Lin shook his head, No one else can use this thing, it has protective magic on it. Fan Lin said, he wiped it on his chest, and two bottles of dark red potion appeared from his hand.

What's this?

Considering the possibility, Dumbledore prepared the blood potion for me. Fan Lin said, However, this thing is not so delicious.

It's really like vampires, you people make potions... Ginny said.

No way, this is the best effect. Fan Lin said, and then he handed a bottle of potion to Hermione.

Drink it, it should make you better, at least tomorrow you can walk on your own.

I can now too, and my situation...

You can't drink too much of this stuff, or I'll take out some more. Fan Lin said with a wry smile, he would drink this for many days in a row, and it looked like he was going to write a letter to Dumbledore.

Fan Lin shook his head, he raised his head and poured down the potion.

This stuff is really bad... Fan Lin resisted the desire to vomit, and he forcibly swallowed the sticky liquid in his mouth.

You should know that this thing is harmful to your body... Where did you get such a nasty potion... Hermione suddenly changed the subject, obviously, these potions are far more powerful than at least they are in the Response Item. boiled.

Dumbledore is very good at making potions, but this taste... Fan Lin complained feebly, now he feels that he is not well.

But... this effect... Hermione almost spat out, This... this effect is still good.

Fan Lin nodded. It must be admitted that these potions are much stronger than Professor Snape's potions. At least the faint feeling of fever made his body feel better.

This thing... Harry sniffed the bottle, It's really... You two have worked hard.

No way... Fan Lin shrugged.

After a small episode, the atmosphere in the tent picked up, at least they found a space to talk.

It's only now that anyone really realizes how far away those bad things are, at least for now.

Hey, brother, you are really handsome. Fred joked.

Especially that Bilibili...

??

Beep beep? Fan Lin was a little confused.

It's just two balls of light colliding together. You and that old vampire are face to face. That's really exciting.

...

If possible, Fan Lin should now be described with black lines all over his head.

That's magicalization. If you want, I can give it to you two. This is a necessary skill. I will try not to damage your brains.

Hey, brother, don't be so fierce. Fred patted Fan Lin's shoulder.

We just want to compliment you. After all, not everyone can do Bilibili, right? It's like...

Two oversized light bulbs...

Harry said suddenly, and then Fred and George were a little confused.

Bulb?

Ah... Harry was also a little stunned, he didn't understand why everyone reacted like this.

Lighting tools in the Muggle world, Hermione said helplessly, Harry, Fred and George haven't used them.