The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Time goes back to 5 minutes ago.

"Oh my God, we're all going to die here"!

The auditorium of Hogwarts was already filled with spectators outside the stadium and students inside the school. Some people were slumped on the ground in a daze, while others were moving anxiously, breaking down and shouting.

The ten students from China had already taken the anti-explosion shields and riot control equipment prepared in advance, and organized a small shield array in front of the auditorium door.

Although everyone knew that this shield formation could not have any effect, the students persisted in doing so as always.

When danger comes, they must stand in front of ordinary people's bodies!

"Miss Greengrass, are you okay now?"

Shen Jian acted as a doctor this time, using the neck immobilizer in the first aid kit to help Daphne fix her neck that was swollen due to soft tissue contusion, and reminded her to breathe slowly.

"My sister"!

Daphne waved her hands anxiously, but her face immediately turned red due to lack of oxygen.

"Lie well"!

Shen Jian lowered his face and said in a commanding tone.

That fierce temperament immediately made Daphne stay there.

"Your sister will be fine. Now lie here and breathe slowly to reduce edema, otherwise you won't be able to run even if you want to"!

Shen Jian stood up and walked gently to the Gryffindor table aside.

"Madam Pomfrey, can I help you in any way?"

Shen Jian looked at Madam Pomfrey, who was dealing with the penetrating wound in Dumbledore's abdomen with a nervous look on her face, and asked calmly from the side.

A large hole appeared in the robe on Dumbledore's abdomen. The inside of the wound was bloody and bloody. Half of his spine and the nerves inside were exposed, but the extension of the fatal blood vessel was covered with a layer of white crystals.

"Dumbledore is not doing well."

Pomfrey gritted her teeth and held back tears from welling up in her eyes.

"Okay, Bobby, please stop."

Dumbledore lay quietly on the dining table and said slowly.

"But, your injury"!

Madam Pomfrey's men were still treating the wounds, but it was obvious that the crystal blessed by the authority of the earth was not something ordinary wizards could handle.

"Mr. Shen, please call Harry over."

Dumbledore said softly.

"it is good".

Shen Jian nodded and then walked in the other direction.

"Dumbledore"!

After a moment, Harry ran towards here.

"Mr. Dumbledore! How are you doing now?"

Hermione was wiping her tears and sobbing quietly.

"Ah, Harry, I remember that you often go outside to play through the secret passages in the castle on weekends, right?"

Dumbledore forced a smile on his face, which was pale from blood loss.

"Yes, yes, Headmaster Dumbledore. I will never do that again"!

Harry's tears were streaming down his eyes.

"Okay, Severus"!

Dumbledore cried weakly.

"Dumbledore".

Snape came over sullenly.

"Take Harry and his friends and go through the secret passage. Professor McGonagall, after Severus and the others have evacuated for a while, please evacuate the students from the secret passage."

Dumbledore said very weakly.

"I understand".

Snape nodded, his empty eyes showing rare mixed emotions.

"No! Dumbledore! I don't want it"!

Harry yelled a little uncontrollably.

"Quiet! Potter! If possible, I really want to throw you this annoying thing here"!

Snape sealed Harry's mouth with his wand, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Another innocent child has given his life fighting the Dark Lord, so why are we here trying to survive"?

"No, I believe that child, he will have his own back-up plan, he can't die like this."

Dumbledore smiled weakly, then forced himself to say to everyone:

"If you don't believe it, just look back."

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"You're right, Dumbledore."

While several people were arguing, a young man wearing a black trench coat slowly walked up from the stairs not far away.

"you you"!

Daphne, who was leaning against the corner and breathing hard, opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the young man who was slowly walking over as if she had seen a ghost.

"You! Aren't you dead?"

Several students saw Zhang Qi walking out of the castle, and they suddenly screamed in fear.

"What's going on now"?

Zhang Qi grabbed Harry, who seemed to be stunned, and stared at his face and asked.

"you you"!

Harry swallowed in horror, and then his eyes drifted to a body covered with white cloth not far away.

The students in the auditorium retreated in horror, moving away from Zhang Qi standing there and the body on the ground.

"Ah, I knew you were still alive"!

Dumbledore's words were very difficult to speak, but there was a happy expression on his face.

"How did this happen?"

Zhang Qi looked at the hideous wound on Dumbledore's abdomen with a hint of gloom on his face.

"There seems to be something going on with Miss Greengrass. She is different from usual."

Dumbledore said while supporting his body.

"The authority attached to your wound has been removed, and now the wound can be treated normally."

A ball of white light lit up in the palm of Zhang Qi's hand. Under the irradiation of the light, the crystals that had taken root on the wound immediately collapsed and then disappeared into the air.

"Where is she now...forget it, I already know."

Zhang Qi picked up the Sorting Hat twisting aside with a dark face, and then pulled Greed out very roughly amidst the hat's complaints.

"Ms. Xu Lin is fighting her outside. The situation was relatively deadlocked just now, but if it is true what the thing parasitic in Miss Greengrass' body said"...

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment.

"I'll take care of it."

Zhang Qi held the sword, and Greed began to roar with joy.

The shape of the sword gradually changed, becoming longer and sharper.

Golden flames ignited on the blade, happily welcoming his new life.

"Open the castle's protective barrier. The defensive circle designed by Ms. Ravenclaw can last for a while."

Zhang Qi dragged the big sword and slowly walked towards the gate of the castle. The flames of the sword flowed on the ground, forming a line of fire in the auditorium.

"how about you"?

Shen Jian asked subconsciously.

"I'm going to do what I have to do."

Zhang Qi replied without looking back. His black back was reflected in everyone's eyes, making him look extremely majestic.

"That, she is now"...

Shen Jian looked at Zhang Qi's leaving figure and said hesitantly.

"Astoria is dead, and what is occupying her body now is a tyrant from ancient times."

Zhang Qi stopped and held the sword in his hand tightly.

He turned his head and smiled, with an unspeakable sadness in his smile.

"But I will bring her back from hell."

"Or, reunite with her in hell."