All things are three at Hogwarts

The feathers are flying, the wind is howling, and the drifting clouds are gathering in the sky of Little Whinging, constantly flipping and colliding.

Gradually, the storm became violent, and the black clouds were as turbulent as the waves in the ocean. They seemed to contain infinite power. Only when lightning struck a ray of light, sweeping away the dullness caused by the darkness. But after the lightning, there was a rumble of thunder, which seemed to roll over the head, and then exploded with a heavy sound.

The dark clouds were getting lower and lower. At the moment when the rumbling thunder dispersed into bursts of thunder, the blue medicine was scattered in the dense clouds like arrows. In an instant, countless dazzling blue lights and The dark clouds were mixed together, and the mist was dyed into large tracts of blue clouds, while the thunderclaps were still crackling, which was thrilling. White raindrops fell from the sky, making a crackling sound on the ground.

This small bottle of venom from the Curling Wing Demon was sprayed into the heavy rain in the sky, making the rain in this large area imbued with magic and becoming more dense. The dark sky flashed with lightning, and the heavy rain poured down. As for the group of Muggles below, they looked up at the sky, and the heavy rain fell on them. Their bad memories of tonight were washed away, and everyone was doing their own thing step by step, as if nothing had happened. Abnormal conditions.

When the rain fell, the wizards on the ground immediately began to take action. These magical rainwaters could wash away the memories of Muggles, but this poison that had been transferred to another hand had no effect on wizards at all. In the rain, The Aurors cooperated with the wizards who were good at construction and began to repair the building facilities that had been damaged by the Muggles in the previous battle.

The parts of the car that were originally shattered on the ground seemed to be restored like a broken jigsaw puzzle. Pieces flew up from scattered places, gathered together, and were repaired almost instantly. The bricks that fell from the wall flew back to their original positions one by one, and the iron frame street lamps that were bent out of shape straightened up... The buildings were repaired one by one, and the broken glass returned to the windows and recovered. As before, a complete piece.

There is no magic power in these Muggle buildings themselves. Even the severely damaged ones can be easily repaired by wizards. Only some buildings that have been damaged by cursed black magic will cost them more. Some effort.

The Aurors' leather boots were stepped on in the rain. In fact, as elites, they can also do what the construction wizards can do. It's just that the wealthy umbrella has invited some more professional people to come over for quick solutions. For some For tasks that were not too difficult, such as repairing street lights and restoring walls, the Aurors still raised their wands at the damaged buildings and other facilities without hesitation.

In the rain, the Muggle police officers who were arriving forgot that they had received a report of a terrorist attack due to an abnormal event. After standing there for a while to recover, they inexplicably looked at the pistol they took out, and after checking the bullets, Stuffed it back into the holster.

Even the Muggles who were not exposed to the rain and snooped in the room were stunned in place, forgetting what had just happened. A middle-aged male Muggle who was taking a shower stared under the faucet. , a little confused for a moment, stopped rubbing his back, but couldn't remember what he wanted to do just now.

Those wizards who were particularly good at repair magic were walking on the streets in heavy rain, waving their wands as if they were conducting a grand symphony. Various building materials flew up from the ground like musical notes. On the tall watchtowers, the originally stripped steel bars were restored to their original positions one by one. Those broken and twisted wrought iron balconies were restored to their original appearance. The broken roofs were repaired bit by bit. One of the wizards wearing a tall black wizard's hat apparated into the severely damaged building under construction. The broken and twisted steel bars and stone beams were restored bit by bit, and the site was restored from a messy ruins to an orderly building under construction. construction site.

A Muggle security guard sat in the control room and watched some of the footage captured by the camera. In his eyes, everything seemed normal and there were no problems. But in fact, everything that had just happened before and now was recorded about wizards. All traces of the incident were silently erased and turned into images of normal Muggle life. Those shots and images of tonight's abnormal situation captured by Muggle cameras, cameras, and cameras were all erased. Replaced by images of Muggles' normal lives. Author's note: Refer to Fantastic Beasts 1 and after Hermione cast a forgetting spell on her parents, traces of her life at home and photos of her and her parents disappeared. HP's wizards are ahead of the rest of the world in this regard. A lot of wizards.

In addition to carrying out simple repairs, the Aurors also operated in separate areas. They healed Muggles who were injured in accidents, and Muggles who unfortunately died were arranged to die as a result of accidents after making detailed records. The scene was just like the previous house that had been hit by a Thunderbolt Explosion Curse. All three members of the family, without exception, died on the spot. In mourning, the Aurors arranged the place to look like a gas explosion. The kitchen, toilet, and living room were all strewn on the ground. There were a lot of glass shards, the kitchen and toilet doors were also broken, and the Aurors even made the walls burnt and blackened, leaving the whole place in a mess.

In the park that Voldemort had appointed before, the clouds in Little Whinging District began to become quiet in the fierce storm in the distance. In the park, in this Muggle park, the three theoretically strongest wizards in the world were in front of them. The existence of the scene seems a bit inconsistent, and as the scene about to start a duel between the strongest wizards in the world, it also looks particularly lonely.

The Dark Lord Voldemort was sitting alone on a wooden bench in the park that had been painted white. There was a lot of space around him. No one wanted to approach him. Even the staff of the Ministry of Magic who were setting up equipment would rather go around. circle and didn't want to pass in front of him.

The live broadcast equipment has been basically set up at this time. The staff of Wizard TV are taking the lead in debugging the signal and arranging a super armor shield to prevent it from being affected by the subsequent battle. In the magic rainstorm just now, the live TV signal was affected by magic. It was not smooth and there would be lags, but after the heavy rain stopped, it seemed smoother.

Although Voldemort was waiting impatiently, he still had a stubborn respect for the traditional matter of duel. He raised his chin to suppress the anger in his heart, fixed his cold eyes on the live broadcast equipment, and carefully looked at the faces of the wizards who installed these lanterns. move. With a cold face, he seemed out of place in this warmly decorated little park.

Diagonally opposite him, Hagrid had been ordered to leave, Dumbledore was standing with Harry himself, and Ellen was holding Hedwig's cage and standing under the mistletoe tree in the park, stretching out his right hand. Treating the owl's injuries, he stroked Hedwig's injured parts from the air, and those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Anka, who was pressing his shoulder with his left hand, kept comforting it and said that he and the snowy owl were innocent just to give it to him. It only heals wounds.

In order to make the Dark Lord feel at ease, no Aurors were present. However, the Dark Lord was very generous when it came to Dumbledore. He himself asked the greatest white wizard to stay, expressing that he wanted to be in front of him. Dumbledore, who personally got rid of Alan and then the two of them because of the impact of the Order of the Phoenix operation, had to stay at the scene, and when he knew that the Order of the Phoenix operation was leaked, he had to decide to let Harry stayed to personally protect the prophesied savior.

After the treatment was finally completed, Allen waved to Harry to come closer. Dumbledore, who was silent, glanced at Voldemort sitting in the distance, and finally let go of his hand on Harry's shoulder and let him trot over. .

"I'm sorry Harry, Anka hasn't had much training and doesn't know the importance of his claws." Allen glanced at the poor owl, which was a little depressed. Although it had multiple injuries on its body, it straightened up again in the cage. , and seemed to want to protect Harry from being hurt by the fierce-looking Phoenix Anka.

"Don't say that!" Harry took the cage and quickly and sincerely thanked Allen: "Alan, thank you for letting your Phoenix take action in time...otherwise Hedwig..."

"Don't worry, Harry, your childhood doesn't have to end so soon..." Allen said something that Harry couldn't understand, then he looked at the backpack on Harry and saluted, "By the way, Harry , can I borrow a few things from you?"

"Of course it's no problem..." Harry put aside the Hedwig cage in his arms. Although he knew clearly that he had something that Allen needed, he quickly squatted down and unzipped his backpack, "Ai Len, what do you want?"

"I'm just borrowing your glasses, scarf, school uniform logo or something."