Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 254: The crisis is revealed

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The bright blue flames on the black dead are completely fueled by magic. They are attached to the black energy around the black dead, and the high magic consumption makes it infinitely powerful.

This is the latest model of the Lihuo bottle developed by Maca. Because the fire dragon’s molten gland sac is used, the cost has become extremely high.

As the saying goes, if there is no sale, there will be no killing. The birth of every vial means that an innocent and cute fire dragon is ruthlessly killed.

At this moment, the Black Death was already lying on the ground completely unable to move, and his body was exhausted because of his magical power, and the flames were gradually extinguishing.

Moody leaned against the wall and gasped heavily for the power of the Dark Death. The power of the Black Death was particularly tyrannical. The punch just now completely shattered his shoulder.

"Ge... Granger," Old Moody moved his body with difficulty, but the severe pain in his left shoulder made it difficult for him to sit upright. "What was that just now? It looks like... Fire?"

"It was given to me by Maca, a potion." Hermione hurried to Moody's side, looked at his almost completely collapsed and twisted shoulders with trepidation, and hurriedly said, "Stop talking. Professor Moody...There is also a potion for treating trauma. You should drink it first."

This bottle of healing potion is the same as the one used to rescue Luna in the second project, and it was even filled from the same pot.

Maca gave her three bottles of potions as a birthday gift. She had expected that the top three would not be peaceful, and this helped Hermione, who was accidentally selected as the Warriors, defended herself and saved her life.

But who knows, it's all used on Mad-Eye Moody at the moment.

Moody took the potion bottle unceremoniously, bit the cork with his teeth, and then drank it with his head shrunk. The shoulder was so painful that he couldn't lift his neck.

Suddenly, his magic eyes moved for a while, and then suddenly flipped into the eye sockets.

"...Okay, I won't say thank you anymore," Moody drank the potion, frowned and let out a sigh, "Miss Granger, go back first! It's still too outside now. Danger, don't come out and wander around!"

"But"

"No, but!" Moody said impatiently, "That kid McLean mentioned to me this time, none of you should run out!"

"Maca?" Hermione raised an eyebrow, ignoring Moody's dissuasion, "Where is Maca? Where did he go? The third project before... Didn't he participate in it either?"

"He... these things that happened today... Does he know everything?"

When Old Moody heard it, he glanced at her casually, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You don't need to care about these things!" He waved his movable right hand and urged, "Quickly go back! Go back to the auditorium and notify McGonagall that you are ready to open the Stonepier Knights!"

"Stone Pier Knights?" Hermione repeated it blankly.

"Don't ask me to explain...there is no time, understand?" Moody urged again, "Hurry back, you'll know then!"

"But teach you"

"I'll be over after a short break!" Seeing that Hermione still wanted to keep talking, he just reached out and pushed, "Go! Don’t understand? Go!"

Hermione hesitated, moved her steps, and finally turned and ran into the dark corridor.

Although she didn't know exactly what the "Knights of Stone Pier" was or what happened, she knew that Professor Moody was not aimless.

It seems...some other enemy is coming?

Seeing Hermione's departure, Old Moody breathed a sigh of relief, and then he supported the pain and stood up with his left arm with his right hand.

He could feel that the bottle of healing potion Hermione took him is very effective, but it takes time no matter how good the effect is. But right now...

"Time... doesn't seem to be enough."

Old Moody turned around to look to the left, holding the arm that was slumped on the left, the magic eyes in his eye sockets also turned to the front, staring at the back of the castle corner, the normal line of sight was out of reach. Place.

Immediately afterwards, at the moment when two long hairy feet appeared at the corner, he closed his own eye tightly.

Facts have proved that Alastomoudi, who has been fighting the Dark Wizard all the year round, is a real iron man. Even if he is old, he has not regressed at all in his determination.

"Split to pieces."

Moody raised his wand, pointed it at his left shoulder without hesitation, and simply removed the whole left arm.

The bones of the left shoulder have been completely shattered. Although it will not take much time to wait for the bones to grow, he obviously thinks that he has no chance to wait any longer.

To be honest, from Moody's point of view, there is nothing wrong with his judgment. But Moody didn't know that at this moment he could actually be protected by Dumbledore's defensive barrier as long as he walked into the back door of the castle.

An arm with a leather trench coat sleeve fell on the ground with a clatter, splashing a few insignificant wisps of dust. Under the action of a powerful healing agent, the wound quickly closed with scabs.

At the same time, the mysterious enemy at the corner also moved out of the shadows and came under the extra bright moonlight tonight.

"Hmph! Today's enemies are different from those stupid dark wizards of previous years... They are not the same!"

Old Moody snorted coldly, the normal right eye was closed tightly, but the magic eye in the left eye socket burst out with the greatest brightness so far, and the blue gloom pointed straight ahead.

In the vision of his magic eye, the sophisticated alchemy array was not affected at all, it immediately accelerated its operation, firmly locking the enemy's figure.

……

In the auditorium, Harry and Ron are now standing in front of Professor McGonagall honestly, accepting reprimands and reprimands with embarrassment.

Beside them, Filch was already crouching and watching with his stinky face stretched.

In the middle of the auditorium, most of the little wizards stared at the two of them in surprise, discussing in a low voice how they ran out from time to time.

Suddenly, with a rush of footsteps, Hermione ran out of the side corridor, panting.

"Teach, teach..."

She seemed to be running too fast, and she was a little uncomfortable even speaking.

Everyone was surprised at Hermione's appearance, and Filch stuck out his bloodshot eyes and stared at her in astonishment.

"What's the matter?" Professor McGonagall said with a stern face, "Miss Granger, where have you been? Do you understand or not, it's really dangerous outside now!"

"Professor..." Hermione swallowed, moistened her dry throat, then waved her hand, "Professor Moody...he asked you to prepare to open the stone...Stone Pier Knights! "

"Moody?"

Mag was stunned, but it was only for a moment.

She nodded immediately, and then said to Flitwick and other professors: "I will leave it to you first, I will go to the front entrance to see..."

After the other professors agreed, she set off immediately and walked quickly in Hermione's direction.

"Stay in the auditorium, don't go anywhere!"

After dropping a word at Hermione, McGonagall and Hermione passed by and hurried to the hall.

"Hermione...you...have you been discovered by someone too?"

When Hermione also came to the entrance of the auditorium, Ron looked at her hesitantly and asked carefully, but was stared mercilessly by Hermione.

"Do you think I'll be like you! I've always been reckless..." She crossed her waist and pointed her finger at Ron's nose angrily, "I was almost killed by the two of you! "

"What? What happened?" Ron and Harry were inexplicably scolded by her.

"Huh!"

Hermione snorted, turned her face away, and didn't even bother to say it.

Actually, if she had to say that, she was right.

If Filch had spotted her, Moody might be able to hold on with the remains for a while. But if the enemy joins the attacking battle together now, it might be difficult for him to survive.

But then again, when Moody knows he can't hold it back, will he stay there and die meaninglessly when he arrives?

Perhaps he could discover Dumbledore's defensive barrier just by taking a step back.

The results of this advancement and retreat, Hermione and Moody, who are both the authorities, were simply unpredictable.

"Oh! Stop it!" The little Professor Flitwick waved his short arm. "Speak down, sit down and rest a while!"

Compared with the anxiety of the students and the a little anxiety of other professors~IndoMTL.com~ Snape, who was standing by the window, didn't even have the interest to look back.

He just stood sideways by the window, squinting his eyes in the direction of the forbidden forest on the side of the castle, without the slightest expression on his face.

But at this moment, a whole dense eye suddenly appeared in the shadow on the edge of the forbidden forest. The gaze made Snape's eyes sting for a while, and he turned his head and looked away.

……

At the gate of the school, Dumbledore was still standing there, motionless. The half-moon lens was reflecting the dazzling moonlight, concealing the pale blue eyes hidden behind.

At the feet of the white wizard, a few strange men and women lay on the ground in all directions, blending with the already deep pits around the road, forming a peculiar picture.

Dumbledore's breathing was only slightly heavier. His slender fingers were half loose and half tight, holding the old wand, one of the Three Hallows of Death, firmly, and looking straight ahead calmly.

"Tom, don't you plan to come out yet?"

Dumbledore's voice was full of vicissitudes and wisdom, and his tone was so smooth that everything was under control.

But even if he invited again, there was still silence around him. In the distance, the Death Eaters looked at this side with a little nervousness, and the hands holding the wands lost their blood color because of too much force.

Since the white wizard defeated Greenward, the first dark lord who stirred the world of magic, his reputation has made all dark wizards deeply jealous.

At this moment, he just stood here, so that the Death Eaters didn't dare to move at all.

"Huh?"

Following Dumbledore's whisper, there were suddenly wisps of extremely fine black smoke in the surrounding space. They rotated and rose to form a black vortex, converging into the air at an extremely fast speed.