[Comprehensive · Main HP] Arthur's Adventure

Half a year passed without knowing it, and Arthur also lay in bed for more than half a year.During this time, Ludwig and Draco took turns taking care of him personally.

Arthur's affairs had a very bad influence between England and France.Like a fuse, it ignited the conflicts between the magic circles of the two countries that had accumulated over the years, and the magic circles of the two countries were in trouble.

After all, he is the heir of Slytherin, and this status alone is enough for all Slytherin graduates to value, and most of Slytherin graduates are in high positions.

The British Ministry of Magic wanted to hold them accountable, but the French Ministry of Magic denied it.

The two sides were deadlocked, and Arthur's condition has not improved.

During this period, Arthur killed himself many times in an attempt to get out of this predicament, but all failed.The smell of gunpowder between Britain and France is also getting heavier.

On this day, a mysterious guest came to Slytherin Castle.

She was wearing a gorgeous and complicated white robe, and her pale golden hair was tied up with branches and leaves.Her every move reveals an indescribable elegance and naturalness.

Ludwig received her in the living room.

"Elf?" Ludwig looked at the pointed ears of the other party with interest, "Is there a sudden visit, what's the matter?"

The female elf said, "I was entrusted by someone to treat your friend."

Ludwig raised his eyebrows, "There is only one other elf that can move an elf, so let me guess...it's Cynthia Dole, isn't it?"

The elf looked at him silently, not speaking.

Ludwig continued, "Since you can be requested by her, then you must be the priest of the elves." Ludwig stood up and bowed, "It is really an honor to meet the priest of the elves. .”

The elf still looked at Ludwig silently.

After Ludwig finished his salute, he sat down on the sofa opposite the elf again.

After a long time, the elf sighed and said, "My name is Nils, and I am indeed a priest of the elves." She looked into Ludwig's eyes and said, "Many people in our clan have Heya people. With the same physique, they will not die no matter what. In our clan, they are called the Sons of God."

Niels said, as if he had thought of something, "But the Son of God also has a nemesis. There is a plant in the territory of vampires, and if the Son of God eats it, he will be paralyzed."

Ludwig frowned suddenly, and he immediately remembered that the potion he made seemed to have indeed added a rare plant that was said to be unique to the clan given to him by the vampire's subordinates.

The plant hadn't been used up yet, so Ludwig immediately took out the remaining plant stalk from his potion material bag.

Niels took the plant, took a look at it, and concluded, "This is it."

Nils returned the plant to Ludwig, and then took out a finger-long crystal bottle from the white cloth bag she had been holding in her hand, "Here, take this for Mr. Slytherin to drink, After about three days, he will recover."

Ludwig took the bottle, and before he had time to say anything, he hurried upstairs.

Niels sighed suddenly as he looked at Ludwig's hurried figure.

Draco was feeding Arthur the potion, when he heard footsteps and turned around, he saw Ludwig rushing in.

"Aren't you going to see a visitor?" Draco asked.

Ludwig didn't bother to explain, and walked to the bedside a few steps to give Arthur the medicine in order to get in.

Draco didn't stop him, he asked, "What did you give him to drink!"

Ludwig said, "This is the medicine given by the priest of the elves, and he will recover in three days."

Draco, "Have you checked?"

Ludwig said nothing.

Draco immediately understood what he meant, and he was very angry, "You didn't even check!"

Ludwig said, "I smelled it before I came in, and there is no harmful substance."

Draco, "You'll know just by smelling it? Why don't you get some out and test it out! Just in case, I mean just in case!"

Ludwig looked at Arthur, and Arthur looked at him.

"There's no chance, at most it's just death. Would he still be afraid of death? But if the dose is not enough and the recovery is hindered, are you responsible?"

Draco had nothing to say, and finally he snorted and walked to the other side of the bed, sitting away from Ludwig.

Arthur was a little helpless. Since he was paralyzed, the two of them had been one a day, and they would not meet if they could not meet, because as long as they met, they would quarrel like this.

One is Arthur's friend and the other is Arthur's fiancé. They don't want to embarrass Arthur, so they try to avoid quarreling in front of Arthur.But this time Draco was really annoyed by Ludwig a little bit.

How can you just give Arthur something that hasn't been checked!

Arthur sighed inwardly, and seeing both of them looked over, he then thought, "Stop arguing, you guys, just talk if you have something to say." '

Draco snorted and wrung out a towel to wipe his face.

Ludwig stood for a while, seeing that Arthur didn't have any bad reactions, so he went downstairs.

When he returned to the hall, the elf priestess hadn't left yet.

In the room, Draco finished wiping his face and started to wipe Arthur's body again.

First the upper body, then the lower body.

Because of the little prop that Ludwig made that could hear what Arthur was thinking, Arthur's Occlumency has improved by leaps and bounds in the past six months.

Today, Arthur routinely uses Occlumency even while sleeping.Because if he couldn't, then both Draco and Ludwig would get a glimpse of his dreams.

Arthur didn't want others to know about his random dreams, so he worked hard to develop this habit.

After Draco wiped Arthur's body, Arthur closed his eyes and planned to sleep for a while.

Arthur closed his eyes and found that he was standing in front of a mirror, and in the mirror was a bird's-eye view of a city.Arthur took a few steps forward uncontrollably and reached out to touch the mirror.

He heard someone around him seem to be saying something to him, Arthur wanted to listen, but couldn't hear clearly.

His hand touched the mirror, and rumbling sounds came from all directions. Arthur felt a burst of fear. He wanted to retract his hand, but found that he couldn't.

Arthur heard himself yelling for help, and then darkness struck...

Arthur snapped his eyes open, gasping for breath.Subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his sweat, after doing this, Arthur suddenly realized that he could move.

He tried to move his whole body, but finally found that only his upper body could move.But it was enough for Arthur to be happy, it showed that the medicine worked, and most importantly, he could talk now.

Just be able to move.Neither Draco nor Ludwig were there, and Arthur managed to prop himself up from the bed.

The medicine was working, and Arthur didn't dare to commit suicide casually to regain his strength.Because once you commit suicide, the foreign bodies in your body will be removed, your injuries will recover, and your body will return to its best state.

In case he committed suicide casually and the medicine was removed, then Arthur could only do this.

Arthur sat on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to feel the changes in his body.

However, until dawn and Arthur fully recovered, neither Draco nor Ludwig appeared.

Arthur felt a little strange, but he was not in a hurry, but stayed in bed for another day and night, making sure that he had fully recovered, before committing suicide.

After a few seconds, Arthur woke up again.

But the strange thing is that he didn't lie in the luxurious room of Slytherin Castle, but slept in a tent, with a large piece of simply tanned animal fur under his body, and Arthur could even smell it fishy smell.

Arthur felt pain all over his body, and a little dizzy and nauseous.

He turned his eyes and looked around, trying to find a weapon that could kill him.

Someone opened the curtain and came in from outside the tent. Arthur turned his head when he heard the footsteps.

It was an old man wearing a black leather and linen robe that looked like armor.

The old man held a long wooden staff in his hand, and behind him was a black-haired girl who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Arthur suddenly discovered that these two people were actually elves.

It's just that their faces are full of wind and frost, and they are too far from the legendary elves.If Arthur hadn't seen their pointy ears and their obviously dirty but still outstanding appearance, he probably wouldn't have believed that they were really elves.

They don't seem to be doing well.

thought Arthur.

But what does it matter to me?

However, what the elf elder said next completely overturned Arthur's idea that it had nothing to do with him.

"Son, you finally woke up," said the Elder Elder. "We found you at the edge of the dark forest, where besides you there was a corpse of a darkborn. You were pierced through the abdomen with a sword, but miraculously survived come down."

Hearing this, Arthur felt a little confused.

Elder Elf continued to speak.

"Our hunters found that you were still alive and brought you back. Now that you are awake, I want to ask you, do you still remember which tribe you are from?"

Arthur looked at the Elf Elder blankly and silently.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the elder elf sighed, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, our Singson tribe will be your home from now on."

"Would you like to speak your name, then?" asked the Elder Elf.

Arthur lowered his eyes and said, "Arthur, Slytherin..."