Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

"Ahem! I'm fine...it's just the first time...using that spell, and I'm a little tired." Cyril coughed and grabbed Severus' arm.

"Soul spells can be used casually?! I almost knocked off my wand when you used it!" Severus said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot that once I use the soul or elf origin spell, you will feel it here." Cyril smiled softly, and poked the other person's chest with his hand.

"You know I'm not talking about the induction between us! You..."

Cyril leaned in to "poke" Severus' thin, angry lips with his mouth.

"Quick, kiss me to suppress my shock, I was almost bitten by that monster."

The white fox boy rubbed his head against the side of Severus' neck coquettishly, humming coquettishly on purpose.

"I'll never let you get bitten," Severus said sullenly.

"Okay, keep fighting! I'm recovering." Cyril stood up supporting Severus' arms, moved his limp arms and legs, and patted the warlock's tense shoulders.

As soon as Cyril finished speaking, there was an earth-shattering explosion in the corridor.There were endless screams.Suddenly, a shrill female voice broke through the air: "How dare you attack your sister with a spell! Cruel——"

"Stupid dog." Severus murmured, staring down the hallway.

"Walk."

Before going out, Cyril looked back at the several Death Eaters whose corpses lay on the ground, and was horrified to find that the unidentified creature that had been knocked to the ground before was slowly wriggling and devouring the corpses on the ground.

"...!!!"

This picture is a little, wrong, very disgusting.

"Let's go, don't look. After a while, you use spells to attack or have no shadows—I taught you, don't use soul or elf origin spells. I don't want to spell spells with people halfway, and my leg Kneel down softly."

Severus made a rare joke that wasn't funny just to lighten the mood.

The corridor was in a mess, and as soon as the two came out, they saw the Black siblings who were confronting each other with a spell, to be exact, they were the former Black siblings.The duel tends to be fierce, and they have abandoned the "faint", "broken to pieces", and "overwhelming obstacles" of "small fights", and began to throw "cruciatus" at each other.

"I thought we couldn't use the Unforgivable Curse." Cyril asked quietly, wearing an invisibility cloak next to Severus.

"At times like this, I don't care, just come back and clean the wand with a flashback spell." Severus hissed back, knocking out a Death Eater who was trying to escape.

A dazzling red light illuminated the entire space, and the people around were also fighting in pieces. Cyril raised his hand and helped that Lady Transfiguration Magus deal with a Death Eater who was about to sneak attack her. The Death Eater was nailed to the wall with his own mask.

"Healed pretty fast," Severus whispered beside him.

"Of course!" Even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him, Cyril wrinkled the tip of his nose proudly.

The magic spells were flying around in the corridor, and everyone had to be careful not to be accidentally injured by the magic spells that came out of nowhere while attacking others.

"Bella, grab your hands! Rather than being beaten into a pulp by me, why not kneel down and beg for mercy now! Where is the master you miss? What about others? Does he think you are too cumbersome, so he packed it up and sent it to the Ministry of Magic? Hahaha!"

Sirius' gray eyes shone with the same "Black" madness as Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Shut up! Sirius! Shut up! You have no right to mention him! He is so high! What right do you have to mention him!"

Bella frantically waved her wand, her black skirt and lace hem flapping in the spell-formed wind.

"Stop wasting your tongue!" cried Sirius.He frowned and dodged the spells from two different directions, "He won't hear you crying here!"

"Oh? Can't I hear you?"

said an angry and grim voice.

In an instant, everyone in the corridor froze for a second.

Tall and thin, wearing a black hood, his pale and terrifying face was like a snake, and his pupils were two slit-like scarlet eyes staring at the chaotic scene in the entire corridor.

"Where's the stuff? Bella," whispered Voldemort with veiled anger.

This was the first time that Cyril saw the legendary Dark Lord, the mysterious man who made the wizarding world terrified.He just stood there, or didn't look at you at all, and he had an aura that made people's whole body stiff and afraid to move.

As if it had its own special effects of roasting and cooling, everyone at the scene really felt the horror of sweating and hair standing on end.

"Master...Master... is in the innermost room at the end. You need to pick it up in person according to your request." Bella lowered her body to the lowest position, trying to kiss Voldemort's robe in an almost humble posture, but Was brushed away by Voldemort with a wave of his hand.

Obviously the mysterious person is in a bad mood.

Thinking about it is also true, whoever designed the king to walk through the road of victory, and the guard of honor lined up to welcome it, turned into a chaos at the street corner of the vegetable market, and the mood would not be much better.

"Stay out of the way. Useless things." The snake-faced wizard walked directly to the end room with a contemptuous and sullen tone.

A statue of a wizard fell from the sky, and stood on the only way Voldemort must pass with a "bang" as if alive.After the stone statue "stands firm", it moved its neck, and then raised its blocking arm—it was a statue on the stairs before, and it seemed to be used to commemorate an outstanding inventor.

"What—?" Voldemort's voice suddenly rose, raising his wand and looking around.Then he took another breath and gritted his teeth: "Dumbledore!"

"Tom. Long time no see."

Dumbledore stood up straight with his hands down, and suddenly appeared directly opposite Voldemort.

Voldemort's remaining patience was completely exhausted, and he didn't want to greet the old principal at all. He raised his wand, and a green light approached Dumbledore. Dumbledore turned around quickly, dodged like a gust of wind, and avoided the green light Attack, while the wall behind him was charred black.

"What do you want to take? The room behind me is a storage room dedicated to divination and prophecy." Dumbledore asked calmly.

"You don't care!" Voldemort summoned another black smoke, and there was a scream in the smoke, and he went straight to the old headmaster. Even the stone carvings were half corroded in the way he passed.

Dumbledore raised his peculiar knotted wand, and a gentle white light wrapped the black smoke like a big net, shrinking and shrinking until it disappeared.

"It would be foolish to choose to come here in person this evening, Tom," said the old Headmaster quietly. "I just contacted the Minister and the Aurors, and you can't get away."

"Oh! I won't go until I have something. So either die with me, or let me kill you." Voldemort cast another deadly spell.

The big boss battle over there was fierce, and this side was not far behind. After Voldemort briefly appeared and vacuumed up the entire corridor for 1 minute, everyone returned to the state of life and death.

Cyril stared around and observed that Voldemort did not bring his big snake. He couldn't help being a little disappointed, and then quickly adjusted and joined the battle.

After the lesson of being backlashed by the use of soul-type magic just now, Cyril mainly concentrated the magic attack on the stun spell and the Shadowless God that Severus just mentioned.

After knocking down two "blockers" in a row, Cyril flew into one of the rooms, and there were the Black siblings and Lestrange who were fighting in full swing, one of Sirius' cheap brothers-in-law and Lady Disguise Magus.They fought one by one, and the battle was fierce.

This room is like a giant cave, and it is different from the room filled with unknown creatures before. There is no furniture in the huge cave, and there is only a hanging arch in the center of the room, with worn-out curtains hanging on the arch.

The curtains are windless and automatic, and it feels like someone is chattering inside.With the not-so-bright lights in the room, it was a bit scary.This arch is clearly in the center of the room, but it just gives people the illusion that there is something else behind it.

No, it's not an illusion!Cyril, who was approaching, felt the yin and a trace of resentment rushing towards his face.Except for the lack of aggressiveness that actively hurts people, this arch and curtain seem to be something completely out of this world.

If Grandpa Lin was here, he would definitely exclaim: "How can there be such an evil thing as Wushengmen here!"

Although Cyril didn't know about the Gate of Rebirth and the Gate of Wusheng, he could feel the faint ominousness of the arch.

There is no birth and no death, no birth and no death.A door completely strips you from this world.

Sirius was laughing at Bella: "You want to kneel down and lick his robe, but he won't let you touch it! Hahaha! My dear sister, you are good enough!"

Bella became so annoyed that she didn't even answer Sirius' words anymore, and just cast the spell.

In the other corner of the room, Tonks and Lestrange were also fighting in full swing. Cyril, adhering to the principle of women first, took the initiative to join the battle on Tonks' side.

Lestrange was at a disadvantage in an instant, he was forced into a corner, and the situation was a bit like what happened to Cyril before.Tonks obviously felt the assistance from his own forces, and the two cooperated more tacitly.

Suddenly, a hysterical roar erupted from the other side of the room: "No! I forbid you to talk about him! Go to hell! Go to hell! Ah———!"

Sirius didn't know what to say, and Bellatrix exploded completely.

Cyril turned his head when he heard the sound, just in time to see a faint green light coming from Bella's wand, and Sirius was standing not far from the curtain with his hips akimbo laughing.

not good!This big dog seems to be a little closer to the veil!

Cyril felt her heart twitch, and she faintly felt worse.

It was just a matter of a split second, and the whole process might take less than 3 seconds. Cyril, who had finally resumed his training, pulled out two spells of "Binding" and "Wind" that he had prepared in advance from his Qiankun bag, and put them together with Tonks. The confrontational Lestrange grabbed it out of thin air and threw it in the direction of Sirius.

The big black dog who was laughing upwards was caught off guard by a sack of human flesh and was thrown sideways.He fell face down on the ground.

Lestrange was hit in the chest by his wife's green spell in mid-air, the shocked expression on the wizard's face froze for a moment, and his eyes widened in horror.

Bella lowered her wand slowly, and took a staggering step back.

Lestrange was directly pushed behind the curtain under the spell.

gradually disappear.

The curtain fluttered flamboyantly for a while, but there was a sudden gust of wind just now, and almost everyone present thought they could see what was behind the curtain—but in fact there was nothing.Then the arch and the drapery over it quickly returned to their previous small floating swings.

"Ah! Ah——!"

Bella let out a low growl from the bottom of her throat, and staggered back with continuous steps. Her already pale face looked blue now. She retreated to the door, muttering words, and ran away without looking back.

"I thought she was at least going to see if her husband came out the other side."

Cyril pulled off the invisibility cloak, stretched his sore wrist from the quick squeeze just now—this was the first time he operated two spells at the same time, congratulations, congratulations... It seems that usually If you can't train, you still lack an urgent environment.

Tonks smiled at Cyril in a friendly manner, expressing his thanks silently, and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand with one hand, his scarlet hair turned fiery red, looking like a female warrior reborn from the ashes .She stepped forward to help up the dazed Sirius who was slapped and fell to the ground.

Sirius looked even worse than Tonks, with blood on his face, and even a lot of it dripped on the collar of his shirt, which "sets off nicely" with his red velvet robe.

"Oh! Merlin. I'm fine, except maybe the bridge of my nose is broken, but I'm fine...Thank you, man! I owe you another life!"

Sirius tilted his head halfway and blocked his nostrils with a handkerchief.

"You can't look up when you have a nosebleed." Cyril folded his arms and looked at the big dog to take care of himself.

"Oh! That's right!" Sirius lowered his head carelessly again, glanced at the ominous arch and curtain with lingering fear, and said to himself: "Their marriage was arranged by that person, and Bella adores him I adore her to death, even if the other party asks her to marry a dog, she will go."

"Oh." Cyril glanced thoughtfully at the big dog who seemed to be lamenting the secret history of the family.

"But it will also be sad! After all, it is my husband..." Sirius fell into depression.

"Mr., please be sober. If he hadn't fallen in, you would be in there now. I didn't see that she showed mercy to your younger brother." Cyril reminded kindly.

Sirius' face darkened, he nodded, and responded in a muffled voice: "You are right. We are enemies now. Although we lived like enemies before we were adults."

"So if you stop the bleeding, let's go outside to have a look. I guess I haven't finished the fight yet. I don't have much time to recall my childhood now."

Cyril himself felt that his mouth was becoming more and more poisonous, maybe it was because he drool too much after eating someone?The white fox boy took a second to doubt in his busy schedule.

"Yes, let's go." Tonks conjured a scrunchie out of nowhere and tied his hair high.

Sirius lowered his voice again when he passed by Cyril, and left a sentence: "Thank you."

Cyril's expression was flat: "I accept it. So be careful and save your life."

Sirius bared a blood-stinging smile and a sharp-eyed smile: "Of course."

……

The fighting situation outside was much more "peaceful" than before, and the arrival of a large number of Aurors made some Death Eaters who were not so willing to "participate in activities" frightened and ran away.

There were only a few staunch fighters in the corridor who were still fighting the Aurors.

Cyril looked around, and finally grabbed Kingsley who was passing by: "Where's Severus? Where's Dumbledore?"

"They went to the hall, they should be on the first floor now. The mysterious man wanted to leave just now, but he seemed to be held back by Principal Dumbledore."

"Thank you."

The three went straight to the Ministry of Magic lobby on the first floor.The lights here are brightly lit. In the center of the hall is a patio-shaped shared square. In the middle is a golden fountain. The fountain has statues of horsemen, elves, and wizards. The name is "Magic Brothers". The golden light makes people feel extremely ironic.There are four huge magic screens hanging on the walls around the patio, which are products of the "M&M" company.Usually, he is mainly responsible for broadcasting some news, and now he is broadcasting the fighting scenes here live.

If Voldemort wasn't too terrifying and the duel was too bloody, it would have been like a large-scale magic show arena.

This screen is directly connected to Diagon Alley, Hogsmott, and every home with a magical screen.

In other words, the current picture will be sent directly to every wizard.

Dumbledore manipulated a golden water dragon and jumped directly at Voldemort, devouring the fire snake that the other party had just released.The two of you come and go, the magic power is amazing, and Cyril, who is more than ten meters away, can feel the surging power.For the first time, he intuitively understood what Severus said back then was similar to: "No one can resist him, resist that kind of power. He used to be really strong, so strong that you couldn't help but want to kneel down. "

What's more, this is only a "many fraction" of Voldemort now.

Severus was wrestling with two Death Eaters, and Sirius and Tonks jumped in to join them.

Taking advantage of Dumbledore's time to summon the water dragon from the fountain again, Cyril took out the "Torrent" talisman from the universe bag.

The spell Wufeng automatically merged itself into Dumbledore's water dragon. The water dragon instantly became several times thicker, roaring and rushing towards Voldemort with great momentum and overwhelming courage.

Voldemort resisted with the spell in his wand, forcing the water dragon to stop its "footsteps". Cyril used "gale wind" again, and the wind wrapped around the water dragon in strands, forming a huge water column that was spinning rapidly. At the same time, Dumbledore increased the output of magic power and swung his arm exaggeratedly.

The magic power of the water dragon increased suddenly, and it could be seen that the water dragon was breaking through Voldemort's defense line inch by inch, moving towards Voldemort's side.

"Don't fight, go!"

Voldemort suddenly let out a icy growl, withdrew the magic power in his hand, and turned into a puff of black smoke the moment the water dragon swallowed him.

Several Death Eaters died and turned into black smoke.

"Where is it! I saw it! It's him!!"

I don't know who yelled, and the crowd watching from a distance broke out into a commotion.Some reporters finally started to take pictures frantically while holding their cameras and trembling—although the parties had already left halfway.

"Merlin! My God! It's really him!"

"Hush! Did he leave?!"

"Don't scare me! Didn't he say to withdraw?"

"It's horrible! It's a nightmare! He even brought a werewolf! I was upstairs!"

"Minister! It's really him! He's back!!!"

"Yes yes! I saw it too! Stop yelling! Yes—the whole world saw it!" Fudge replied incoherently.Wearing exaggerated striped trousers and a red satin robe, he was panting, obviously just rushed over: "How could this be——here!—in the Ministry of Magic!—Merlin!"