Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

The storm took away the sweltering heat of the summer, and every time the thunderbird flapped its wings, it would attract a bolt of lightning, rumbling and rumbling.

The Fire Curse, Freezing Curse, and Petrification Curse cast by the people in the Ministry of Magic hit the Thunderbird like nothing, and had little effect except to irritate it.

Together, they attacked Thunderbird's wings. The petrification spell hit its right wing, and the petrified Thunderbird lost control of its right wing.

Beep!

The unsteady Thunderbird let out a shrill cry, and the lightning splashed all over its body, crackling and hitting the people flying around it. Someone pulled it so that it didn't fall to the ground with the flying carpet.

Hearing the thunderbird's manic cry with lingering fear, the rain was heavy, majestic, and earth-shattering. The heavy rain fell from the sky crazily. The dark sky seemed to be collapsing, and the buildings on the ground were flooded. Forget about basements and lower houses.

This situation no longer allowed them to fly high in the sky to confront the Thunderbird. Under the force of the strong wind, they could only lower their altitude. Even though they were so close, they couldn't get close no matter what.

"We can't even get close!"

The loud and blessed voice became unclear in the noisy thunderstorm. Bradley avoided the Thunderbird's lightning and led everyone away, looking weakly at the Thunderbird who was enraged by them. The right wing has been restored, and all their efforts have been for naught.

Newt led the Aurors to capture the manticore. Under the interference of the heavy rain, the operation did not go smoothly. He entangled with it for a long time. Fortunately, this big guy was finally imprisoned by them. The animals were all recovered.

"Sir, let's hurry over there!" The man pointed to the Thunderbird in the sky.

"Let's go." Newt's face was serious, the water under his feet had spread to his knees, and the city's drainage system was almost paralyzed.

Black, dirty and dirty things floated on the surface of the water, which made it difficult for them to move forward. The sundries in the water hindered them, the subway station was flooded, and the cars placed on the roadside were also doomed and fell off. The electric pole broke the car body.

"It's the end of the world." Someone suddenly sighed, while the others remained silent and walked firmly in the direction of Thunderbird.

The protective ring on Charlotte's hand has a stable output, propping up the protective cover in the one-person area, and the bubble head curse can't stop the violent rain.

"A person's desire is like a rolling stone on a mountain. Once it starts, it can't stop. Even if this big guy is saved, there will be no cure." Charlotte held the head of the broom tightly with both hands, lowered her figure and rushed towards Thunderbird, the disillusionment spell has been lifted.

Bradley and the others were hindered by the rain, and their vision was blocked, so they could only see a vague figure flying up high.

"Who left?" Bradley shouted, feeling anxious in his heart. Wouldn't it be death to rush up alone in this situation?As everyone responded, they found that the guy was not among them.

"Minister, shall we go up together?"

"Yeah, Secretary, if you don't do something, if you don't stop it, New York will be destroyed by it!" They waited for the leader to call the shots.

Yes, you might die if you go up, but if you don't go up, more people will die, and their world will be completely exposed to No-Maj's eyes.

Bradley's face was constantly changing, and he was constantly interrupted, and he would be disturbed by it. He gritted his teeth and waved his arms. "Come on, let this storm stop!"

Charlotte stopped in front of the Thunderbird, her emerald green eyes slightly brightened, and at this moment, she looked extraordinarily weird.

She tried to heal Thunderbird's heart full of holes, and it would be best to solve this matter without bloodshed, but Thunderbird's manic thoughts broke through her instigating thoughts, and rushed over with wings flapping.

The sharp bird's claws landed on Charlotte's protective cover, the scalp-numbing nails scratched the blackboard, and pecked with the terrifying bird's beak, Charlotte sighed.

Throwing a few small packets on Thunderbird's body in a hurry, the seeds inside grew rapidly under the action of the potion, and the red thorns took root in Thunderbird's flesh and blood. Thunderbird wailed in pain and gave up hiding in the turtle shell Charlotte in the book, the bird's beak tore the thorns that entangled her body.

"There's no need to attack anymore. At the end of its strength, it can't break free." Charlotte stopped everyone who wanted to continue attacking the Thunderbird, and explained to Bradley, the speaker.

"Blood thorns live on flesh and blood. The more flesh and blood they absorb, the more luxuriant they grow. They grow in dark and humid places. Wherever they appear, it means that there are bones. The more bones there are, the faster the blood thorns grow. Just like this." Charlotte pointed to the blood thorns wriggling on Thunderbird's body like a living thing.

What a weird plant, if the thunderbird bites off one, a new one will appear to fill the gap, the thorns will penetrate into the fur of the thunderbird, clinging tightly, like a parasite, absorbing the host and growing itself , Thunderbird struggled less vigorously, and the balance of dominance shifted to Bloodthorn.

The people who figured out the situation were relieved. Their guard against this little girl who appeared suddenly eased up. The rain that lost the Thunderbird's power became smaller. Everyone looked at the backbone.

Bradley looked at Charlotte with a calm expression for a while, but he didn't ask why Charlotte carried this dangerous plant with her.

"Then what will happen to this plant if it loses its host?"

That's right, everyone was shocked when they heard the words, won't this thing continue to look for the next host?

"Without the flesh and blood offering, it will wither." Charlotte said flatly. With Matthew's information, this blood thorn is the most time-saving and labor-saving way she can think of to deal with Thunderbird.

Thunderbird let out a miserable cry, stopped flapping its wings, and slammed its body straight to the ground.

"Catch it!" Bradley used the Levitation Charm first, and the others joined in. Charlotte looked at the Thunderbird that was slowly lowered, and stopped in front of it on a broomstick.

Scarlet eyes stared at Charlotte, with resignation, its life force was passing away quickly, the collar on its neck squeezed its neck, Charlotte put his hand on the collar, and with a click, the collar opened, Charlotte will It was thrown aside and sank in the stagnant water, and the blood thorn was also taken off by her, allowing it to wither.

Seeing the collar, Bradley and the others understood everything. Without saying a word, they dropped the flying props, stood in the stagnant water, and practiced for the Thunderbird. Circle, the feathers on the body no longer shine.

Thunderbird's head moved, and Charlotte stroked its head, and magic power was injected into its body, relieving its pain.

It didn't know what had been injected into its body. The magic power became chaotic and violent, and it flowed unscrupulously in the body to destroy organs. The collar was used to control it, and taking it off was just to relieve Thunderbird's violent mood.

The magic power of the riot cannot return to a peaceful state, the damaged body cannot be repaired, and no one can save the lost life.

"It's leaving soon." Charlotte's voice was low. Bradley and the others had different expressions when they heard the words, but without exception, they were all angry at the person behind the incident and sympathetic to the Thunderbird. Some emotional people covered their faces and let out low cries.

Charlotte was communicating with it, and only had time to listen to it. 'Thank you', Thunderbird was grateful to Charlotte for letting it escape from the sea of ​​misery, so that it didn't have to be tortured at the last moment of its life, the light in its eyes went out, its consciousness dissipated, and the thunderstorm also dissipated with Thunderbird's death.

"I can't bear your thank you." Charlotte whispered, after all, she had been standing by from the beginning.

The pain and sorrow caused by Thunderbird's death brought everyone's excitement about solving the crisis to the bottom. The poachers who wandered in the bottom and relied on selling magical animals for huge profits really gave the Ministry of Magic a resounding slap in the face this time. Bradley made a sound.

"Cheer up, there are still things waiting for us to do, deal with the memories of the No-Majs tonight, we will definitely find out these criminals, no one can get away with it under our supervision, all of which are inseparable Our efforts, so please cheer up!"