Chapter 210 Four

In a secret place, Ann took the medicine from Orenscu and drank it all at once.Then another bottle, drank it in one go, and another bottle.

An drank six bottles of different potions in a row.

With a bitter face, Ann handed the last empty medicine bottle to Orenscu.

"Is that a bitter face? You still have to drink for five days!" Orenscu stood by the bed and packed his things, looking through the recorded data of the magic instrument.

An Bian said, "I'm not afraid of taking medicine, but it's too bad to drink, and there's no sugar after drinking—"

Orenscu snorted, "I don't have any sugar, do you want dried fruit?"

"Thank you Grandpa Orenscu, I know you are the best." An smiled sweetly, and immediately climbed up the pole.

"You—" Orenscu tapped Ann's head lightly.

buzz-

The seal of the Order of the Phoenix on the bedside table suddenly trembled, and it was still emitting a faint red light.

An's expression suddenly changed, and the red light meant that it was an SOS request signal.

She reached out and took the seal, and after seeing the sender and content on it, she sat up straight all of a sudden, and her violent movements inevitably involved the unhealed wound.

"Hiss—" Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

"Xiao An, be careful!" Orenscu stopped what he was doing.

But Ann just paused for a moment before going to lift the quilt.

Quickly reaching out to stop Ann's movement, Orenscu said coldly, "Xiao An, what are you doing?"

"Something happened, and it's a big deal!" Ann looked up at the old man who stopped her seriously, and said without flinching, "Grandpa Orenscu, I have to go."

"You are the president of the Order of the Phoenix, so there is no reason to do everything yourself. And, most importantly, don't you know about your own injuries? If you go now, it will only increase the burden."

"I can drink 'Chigus' tea' to suppress the injury first. I remember I brought it here from the Roland family's collection room." Ann said quickly, clutching her ribs.

Orenscu's face was filled with anger, "Xiao An! Calm down. If you drink that thing now, there is only an eight-hour stable period, and the side effect is a 2-day coma period. It is not used unless it is a last resort. Have you considered the consequences of using it now? If it is a major event? You don’t care about the follow-up situation it brings? The 2-day coma period, based on your physique, is at least three days.”

"I—" An frowned tightly, and there was only a red mark on the scar on the left side of her face, but it seemed that An was quite angry.

A deep breath.

Ann forced herself to calm down.She admitted that what Orenscu said made sense. She couldn't act impulsively, and she couldn't ignore the overall situation just because Hermione was in a dangerous situation now. Moreover, she had to calm down. The three-day coma period would really have too many variables.

calm!calm.

Come to think of it, Malfoy Manor, she had to send backup.There are usually various protective magics in the wizard's manor, and it is impossible to attack from the outside.All dungeons must have anti-apparition magic, so what?

Ann couldn't help but tugged at her hair.

Malfoy!

Malfoy!

Malfoy?

A flash of inspiration!

Ann grabbed the box on the bedside table, took out the earrings and ring from it, and put on her glasses.

"Dobby!" Scull yelled.

With a snap, Dobby the house elf appeared in the treatment room. He happily bowed slightly to Skool, "President? What new task? Dobby will definitely complete it perfectly."

"Dobby!" Scull asked quickly, "Can you Apparate at Malfoy Manor?"

"Master - bah! Malfoy Manor?" Dobby slapped his ears, "Of course!"

"Okay!" Scull said coldly, "New mission. I need you to take Kreacher immediately and go to the dungeon of Malfoy Manor to save Harry, Ron, and Hermione!"

"Harry Potter! Oh!" said Dobby, jumping up immediately, terrified. "Of course! Of course!"

"Wait!" Scull held his ribs and couldn't help coughing, then he straightened up, grabbed Scull's wand from the bedside table, and with a wave, several boxes flew from the living room into the treatment room.

"Take these boxes with you. There are bombs in them. Here they are, and—" He handed over his wand too. "In the dungeon, they'll definitely use this wand."

Orenscu opened his eyes wide, watching the opponent's movements in disbelief.Dobby also froze in utter stupidity, holding the box but not the wand.

Thinking of something again, Scull waved his wand and wrote the address on a piece of blank parchment, "Once you find them, take them to apparate immediately to the address on the paper, code-named location 0. I will rush there soon .”

Pushing the wand into the house-elf's hand, Skool asked aloud, "Do you hear that, Dobby?"

Dobby stared blankly at the wand in his hand.

"Dobby?" Scull snapped, clutching his aching ribs.

Dobby nodded and repeated, "Kreacher, Malfoy Manor, help, address."

"Yes! Go! Immediately!"

"Dobby can hold Mr. Skool's wand?" Dobby asked looking up, his eyes filled with tears.

"Of course! Do the job now, Dobby!"

Dobby nodded heavily, and he said loudly, "Dobby will definitely complete the task."

With a snap, he Apparated away.

"Cough cough cough-"

After talking so much at once, coupled with emotional excitement, and the magical reaction brought by the earring ring, An, who took off the earring ring, couldn't help coughing again and again at this moment.

Orenscu came back to his senses, he quickly mixed a cup of potion and handed it to Ann.Ann drank it in one gulp, and the uncontrollable cough and wound pain eased.

"Xiao An, do you know what you just did?" Orenscu couldn't help asking.

"Know a little." Ann straightened up slowly, "Grandpa Orenscu, I probably know what you're asking now. In the history of house elves, they have never had the right to touch wands. This is the exclusive right of wizards. Is it right?"

Orenscu nodded, "Do you know how much disturbance will be caused in the wizarding world if this news gets out?" But after a while, he himself breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you are from Eskull. identity."

After closing her eyes and adjusting her breathing for a while, An opened her eyes again, and the pain was no longer so uncomfortable.

"Grandpa Orenscu, after this war, everything may be different." Ann said, she clutched her belly, looked at him, and said seriously, "Can you accompany me somewhere? Let Aaron know by the way Uncle, this time the matter is really serious, I am not self-willed."

Orenscu was silent for a while, then nodded, "Oh, you Roland family, everyone is so stubborn—"

In the living room, Scull slowly fastened the tie of the gray robe. Of course, this robe is not as good as the damaged one, but it is also a wizard who is specialized in making robes and has cast a lot of spells.From the beginning, the robe was designed to not expose himself on the Marauder's Map, and it had the function of hiding aura and magic fluctuations a little more.

And the ability of this robe to hide breath and magic fluctuations is not bad.

Orenscu closed the box, put on the hood, raised his arms, and asked, "Are you ready? Even if you follow the phantom, such a long distance will make you uncomfortable."

"I know, I'm mentally prepared." Scull nodded, put on the hood, and put his hand on Orenscu's arm.

The squeezing feeling of the dark space made An Yi feel very uncomfortable for a while, her heartbeat started to speed up, and the pain in her abdomen caused by the wound made her break out in cold sweat for a while.

Down-to-earth feeling, but the eyes are dark.With a wave of the magic wand, the light switch on the living room wall was turned on, as was the central air conditioner and floor heating.This is Ann's property in Glasgow, England, surrounded by dense Muggle villas.

"Huh—" Scull let out a breath, and Orenscu helped him to sit on the sofa.

Raising his wrist to check the time, Skool tucked his wand into the sleeve of his robe.Leaning back on the sofa, he closed his eyes.Orenscu opened the box and checked the potions in the box again.

With a snap, there was a bang in the spacious living room.Kreacher held a skinny old man covered in ragged clothes with one hand, and a fainted elf with the other.

As soon as he stood firmly, he said, "Kreacher is here! The master asked Kreacher to bring Griphook and Mr. Ollivander here first, and asked Kreacher to listen to Skool!"

"Okay." Scull sat down and said in a low voice, "Wait for the therapist to take care of their injuries, then send them to the innermost room on the second floor to rest."

Kreacher nodded and let go of his hand.

Orenscu quickly checked the wounds of the goblin and Ollivander, fed them the potion, and nodded at Skull.

"Send it up," Scull said.

With a snap, Kreacher led the two away, and a moment later he came down the stairs on the second floor.

"Tell me about your experience with Dobby—when is Dobby coming back?" Skool asked.

"He went up the stairs with his master and Mr. Weasley, and said he would be there soon." Kreacher said respectfully, "He looked for Kreacher in the Hogwarts kitchen, and took Kreacher to a dark and damp dungeon , only Master, Mr. Weasley and Griphook and Mr. Ollivander...”

Scull pursed his lower lip and continued listening.

"Master was delighted to hear that Mr. Skool sent Kreacher and Dobby, and he sent Kreacher to—"

With a snap, four figures appeared in the living room.

Scull stood up, clutching his ribs and leaning on the arm of the sofa.

Ron supported Hermione, who was pale and bloodstained, and Dobby held Harry with one hand and Hermione with the other.As soon as he appeared, he yelled happily, "Dobby completed the task! Dobby was amazing! Dobby also blew up the living room of the Malfoy's house! Many, many portraits were broken—"

"Very well, Dobby, you and Kreacher are now going upstairs to take care of Mr. Ollivander and Griphook. I need you." Scull said quickly, "Ron, help Hermione to the bedroom. Let the therapist Look at—" He pointed to the wooden door in the corner of the living room.

Can't hide the worry in his tone.

With a pale face, Hermione whispered, "Actually, I'm fine, the armor has protected me from most—"

"Stop talking—" Skool urged in a low voice.

Orenscu accompanied Ron and Hermione into the master bedroom.

Only Harry and Skool were left in the living room.

"Are you hurt?" Scull asked.

Harry shook his head.

Handing Harry a glass of royal blue liquid, Skool sat down again, leaning on the arm of the sofa.

A fit of coughing.Harry looked at the sitting figure worriedly.After waving his hands to indicate that he was fine, Scull asked, "What's going on?"

Harry drank the liquid in the glass. He sat down and rubbed the scar on his forehead, "When we were changing locations, we just fell into the search team. There were five of them, and we were all found. -"

"All?"

"Yes, the three of us!" said Harry. "We resisted, but to no avail. We happened to be among them. They removed our wands and took us to Malfoy Manor. Luckily You-Know-Who wasn't there, But they intend to call, and this time—"

"How many Death Eaters? Who?"

"Lucius, Narcissa, and Bellatrix." The last name, Harry gritted his teeth, "Lucius is very happy to have caught me, and when he was about to summon the mysterious man, Bellatrix Max stopped him, she saw the Gryffindor sword—”

Pointing to the sword on the floor of the living room, Harry briefly explained what happened next, hiding the part of Bellatrix torturing Hermione with a spell, and only talking about the interrogation.But he had a feeling, and An probably heard it, because the other party's breathing became heavy and he clenched his fists.

"From Bellatrix's words, I intuit that there must be a Horcrux in Gringotts!" Harry said confidently, and Scull nodded in agreement.

"In short, we finally took each other's wands and threw all the bombs out. Malfoy Manor should have collapsed in half." When Harry finally finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "Oh, yes, thank you wand."

Harry handed Scull his wand, and Scull took it.

There was another apparition sound in the living room.

Aaron appeared in the middle of the living room in an unremarkable beige shabby robe, mask and hood.As soon as he saw Skool sitting on the sofa with his hands on his stomach, he asked a series of questions, "What's going on? Little—Skull, why did you run out? You didn't know that you were still injured——"

But when he caught sight of Harry, who was sitting on the sofa next to him with dirty clothes, he suddenly stopped talking and took a breath in surprise. Harry was here, and he quickly asked, "What happened?"

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