Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 410

After another ten or so seconds passed, Bellatrix finally realized that the Harry Potter who was "flashing his teeth and claws" in front of him hadn't responded.

FK!

She is going crazy.

What is this!

Ever since I met these little wizards in the secret passage, they have been stuck in a quagmire. The magic strength that they are usually proud of is useless for all kinds of black magic.

Bewildered by all kinds of random tricks.

She growled, "Potter! You can't run away."

"MacGuffin Albert... I'm sure to rip out your intestines... strangle you!"

Bellatrix decided to blow up the exit to the cellar to prevent the young wizards from sneaking out.

McGuffin ignored this ridiculous threat that seemed to be reduced by anger - they were finally going to escape this damn cellar now, who could care about this crazy woman?

But Bellatrix's next words...or incantations, almost made him pee.

"Thunderbolt—"

Fuck!
McGuffin had no time to curse.

Just wave your wand.

"Armor protection!"

"Protection spell!"

--boom!

There was a loud bang,
The impact of the huge explosion directly pushed McGuffin and the others out of the cellar, and the flame flow directly from the cellar door turned into a torrent carrying McGuffin and the others, rushing into the front hall on the first floor (that is, where Honeydukes does business).

The whole house began to shake violently, the walls and floors were trembling, and the shattered glass shards splashed on the ground and jumped around.

The McGuffin slammed into the wall hard, then fell down again,

He was lying on the ground, his ears were roaring, but he couldn't hear anything.

I feel like I can't breathe, I can't breathe because of the pain, like a broken rib.

The original protection spell was destroyed by the initial explosion, and fortunately they were very far away from the center of the explosion, and they were only one step away from the cellar, otherwise...

Mag looked forward, and there was a mess here.

Cracks continued to spread on the walls and floors, the glass windows were shattered long ago, the counter rolled and hit the wall, and blocked the door. The flames scorched everything here to blackness, and the remaining wallpaper in some corners was still glowing with a weak flame.

Many cakes and candies were burnt... There was a burnt-sweet smell in the air.

The magical candy store, which was usually crowded with students and filled with fantasy, was completely destroyed.

Harry also passed out, and Ron and Hermione even rolled and hit the shelf next to the wall. Their bodies and faces were bloodstained by the glass on the ground, and the crumbling candies (which had not been hit by the shock wave just now) slapped on them... Fortunately, everyone, even the Froome couple were thrown out by the McGuffin at the last moment, and they did not suffer the most violent impact of the shock wave.

But those, Death Eaters are hard to say.

So much flour is evenly floating in the air, or in an almost airtight cellar...

And those pure-blood wizards will definitely not know the development of this matter, and they will probably not make any preparations if they are not caught off guard.

McGuffin and the others estimated that it was unlikely to survive.

Even if he himself reacted immediately and took emergency measures, it would be so miserable, let alone them?
That's good, at least I can feel a little more at ease.

What's more... McGuffin's eyes are now blackened, and he can't even move a step.

The explosion just now seemed to have consumed all the oxygen here, but luckily the windows are still flowing with fresh air...

In addition... the dark magic that McGuffin absorbed just now has finally started to get out of control rapidly, and together with the [Blood Curse], it is eroding his body wantonly.

He became more... dizzy, lying on the ground, unable to support his head, but... when the last bit of strength left his body, he saw several people in black robes hurriedly coming from outside.

--who is it?
Are they Harry from the future?

After all, before waiting for confirmation, he passed out.

……

--boom!

Snape, Lupine, and Blake watched with their own eyes the glass on all sides of the [Honey Dukes] house was blasted and shattered in all directions.

The white mist rolled away from the house, and the whole house shook violently.

And... that huge dementor-like monster was headed towards Hogwarts...

After being stunned for two seconds, they came to their senses and immediately used [Apparition] to come to the sitting house first. (Black grabs Lupine's forearm and follows.)
——[Honey Dukes]'s house keeps making creaking noises, especially the sound of wood gacha-gacha breaking, and it keeps ringing.

It looked like the house was on the verge of collapsing and was about to give up.

At this time, in the white mist on the streets of Hogsmeade... especially near the entrance of [The Three Broomsticks] and [The Pig's Head Tavern], many wizards have already come out and stayed near the entrance to check what happened.

Although the figures of the wizards were indistinct in the dense fog, no one was willing to stand up first. They also noticed the nature of the white fog... When the dementors were stationed near Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, residents here often encountered this kind of situation...

The cold white mist keeps spreading...

They knew exactly what the arrival of the dementors meant - those escaped Death Eaters.

Therefore, most of the wizards just stayed in the mist and watched all this coldly, waiting timidly for the progress of the matter.

They wouldn't even come close.

For Black, though, the situation was just right.

In case someone really recognizes himself.

Although according to the current image, it is estimated that it is almost difficult to connect the scrawny prisoner on the wanted notice with the current guy with a quivering belly and a round face.

But just in case, Blake was one step ahead and snatched into [Honey Dukes]'s house.

When he entered here, he realized that the damage here was more serious than he had imagined.

A few survived... the glass jars filled with sweets are still clanking and crackling as the house trembles and tumbles off the shelves, exploding in pieces on the ground.

Candy, cake, cream, all kinds of sweet and greasy smells floated in the air, and even the cold and damp feeling brought by the dementor seemed to be dispelled by it for a while.

"Who?"

shouted Lupine at the door, turning his head around, staring at figures blurred in the thick fog around him.

He twitched his nose suspiciously, smelling the smell in the air, but the almost cloying sweet smell kept choking into his nasal cavity, making him sneeze several times.

Who was the smell in the mist just now?
Lupine was full of doubts.

Snape also looked around suspiciously, and he felt that some kind of very uncomfortable gaze was stabbing behind him continuously.

Very annoying.

Fortunately, it disappeared quickly.

At this time, another scream from Black came from inside.

"Harry!"

The two rushed in with their wands in hand.

"Potter!"

"Lupine! Lupine!"

Under Black's urging, Lupine and Snape soon discovered the little wizards behind those counters... and the Froome couple, who were scarred and weak.

Snape rushed over in a hurry, trying to push down Black who was only anxious around Harry.

But according to Black's current tonnage... he just swayed, but Snape staggered and almost missed the opponent's body.

"Step aside!"

After Black moved away automatically, Snape waved his wand, then took out a bottle of potion from his pocket and poured it into Harry's mouth (as the potion was drunk into Harry's burnt black scars gradually faded and peeled off, and new pink skin grew), finally he found some slightly melted, unburned chocolate from the ground beside him and handed it to Black, asking him to feed it to the little wizards after waking Harry and the others to eliminate the influence of the dementors.

Snape also saw that Black's concern for Harry Potter just now was not fake.

As the most successful double agent in the HP world, he still has this power of observation.

So he looked at the other guy.

A guy who, without even thinking about it, he labeled as - 'culprit'.

As long as you have something to do with him, nothing good will happen—the evil broom star little wizard.

And Lupine was there too, staring incredulously at the sprawling MacGuffin Albert, which Harry and the others didn't even bother to look at.

As soon as Remus, who was a werewolf, came in, he smelled a smell from the tangy sweetness and smoky burnt smell - cold and creamy, even in this strong and irritating smell full of compound types, he was the first to notice this smell that caught his attention and made him deeply vigilant.

It's special, chilling, repulsive, and even the smell of a werewolf doesn't feel so twisted, dark... and abnormal.

Then--

He found this little wizard.

—McGuffin Albert!

Although he could no longer see the human form, but for some reason, he confirmed his identity immediately.

McGuffin was lying on the ground in pain, his face distorted... It is said to be distorted, but it can be said to be half snake and half human... From the neck, the scales spread all the way until the whole face was completely a snake face covered with scales... Even... not to mention the hair, even the scalp was covered by dense scales...

It can be said that there is no human appearance at all.

The exposed back of the hand and the arms were covered with black scales, and the fingers were even glued together. The wand in his hand was also held tightly and glued together, as if it was about to merge into one.

Most of the exposed skin from the black student robes that had been scorched wide open was also like this.

Snape came to Lupine, staring at McGuffin expressionlessly, observing the situation.

"What's going on? Professor Snape!" Lupine asked.

"Blood Curse!"

He answered coldly.

"But..." Lupine still couldn't believe that [Blood Curse] could bring such a huge change to the little wizard, the magical power surging in his body...

Snape bent down and poked the McGuffin's scaly skin with his wand.

Not being touched, the scales are cold and hard... After the tip of the wand is in contact with the wand... the tip of the scales suddenly emits a black flame, like lightning.

The originally scorched ground was directly burned with little holes by the sudden flash of flames like fireworks.

And the little wizard didn't react at all, and didn't wake up.

After Snape thought for a moment, he found a bottle of potion with a soft silver light from his robe, and asked Lupine to help the McGuffin up (only a werewolf with thick skin and thick flesh would not care about the burning and erosion of the black flame), and controlled the mouth of the snake to open with his wand.

Sure enough, as expected, two sharp long teeth popped out, and the tongue began to fork.

He poured the potion down the McGuffin's throat and healed McGuffin's broken rib with a flick of his wand. (Snape, who is a potion class, is still very good at healing spells, perhaps because the little wizard often creates various potion accidents in class to exercise.)
Then he put him down, took two steps back to observe its changes, and later began to heal the other little wizards and the Froome couple.

……

When Snape was treating Harry and the others,
Hogwarts Castle is facing the biggest crisis since its founding.

It's even more dangerous than the 'Hogwarts cataclysm' that Ron created and the MacGuffin that almost collapsed the entire castle last time...

Percy Weasley was being pulled by Neville Longbottom to a window in a corridor on the fourth floor,
The report on the "Bill on Regulating the Special Operations of a Small Number of Werewolves" in his hand fell to the ground.

He stared outside dumbfounded, completely ignoring all the painstaking effort these days fell on the ground.

Percy sluggishly closed his dropped jaw (—click) with the palm of his hand, and then said sleepwalkingly to his girlfriend Penelope Clearwater next to him, "Penello slapped me, this... this can't be a dream!"

Penelope gave her boyfriend a blank look, and waved her wand angrily to open the corridor window.

--Roar!

——Boom, boom!
The roar of the fire dragon immediately rolled into the corridor along with the thick white mist, and the cold and strong wind pulled the hair of several people back.

Afterwards, a scorching stream of fire brushed past the edge of another corridor of the castle here... They saw with their own eyes the fire dragon whizzing past the castle, spewing flames.

The wall of half of the castle was completely scorched, and even the underground grass was melted into an irregular circular glass lava pit. The land was glowing with a dazzling orange light, and the hot wind rushed in... The grass below was also ignited, and black smoke billowed... And the fireball from the other fire dragon flew directly to the black lake and directly blasted the lake, directly evaporating bursts of water vapor.

The dense fog that had originally engulfed the castle was blown away by the directly rolled up air currents and torn apart as the three fire dragons fought and attacked the huge black-cloaked monster similar to a dementor.

This also made it possible for the three of them to barely see the fire dragon shuttling through the dense fog, as well as the dementor monster that was almost as big as the fire dragon.

The Romanian dragon trainer, who wore a special wizard's robe and fixed it on the dragon's back, probably knew this too.

They waved their magic wands, summoned the Patronus to protect the fire dragon...or they themselves were not affected by it, driving away the careful dementors that were differentiated from the huge dementor, and commanded the fire dragon to bite at close range, spit flames, and fireballs attacked this terrifying monster.

Silver light, red flames, black robes, thick white mist... Burning, the smell of decay in the air... The little wizards in the castle began to scream one after another because of fear, as well as the sound of fire dragons fluttering and flying, and the roar of giant dragons...

No wonder Percy suspected he was dreaming!This is not the mythical war of the medieval wizard age thousands of years ago!

--Roar!

It wasn't until the roar of the fire dragon sounded again that the people who were almost startled woke up.

(End of this chapter)