Hogwarts in the shadows

Although Hermione couldn't bear to let those shadow soldiers be used as bait.

But war is cruel.

Her soft heart had become extremely hard because of these wars.

At this moment, a guard with a distorted face rushed into the meeting room.

His body was shaking violently, and he was obviously trying hard to endure the tearing pain brought by the impact of magic power in his body.

He used up his last bit of strength and squeezed out two words from his throat with difficulty: "Run."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body could no longer withstand the violent magic power.

He fell to the ground with a thud and his body began to swell rapidly.

Then, with a bang, his body exploded.

Dumbledore's response was the quickest.

He waved his hand, and a silver-white protective shield instantly unfolded, protecting everyone in the conference room.

As the door of the conference room was open, the screams coming from outside the door were clearly heard by everyone.

Everyone's expression instantly became solemn.

They looked at each other.

It seems that the coalition forces bypassed the battlefield ahead and dropped the mysterious weapon directly into their base camp.

Hermione's reaction was just as quick, she grabbed the communicator and shouted an order.

"All Shadow members who have no abnormalities in their bodies, evacuate immediately! Evacuate Afghanistan!"

She repeated it three times in a row before stopping.

I don’t know how many people were affected.

Dumbledore and Snape walked quickly towards the corpse that had exploded and was no longer in human form.

They began to examine it carefully, trying to find out the cause.

The screams outside were so loud, which meant that countless people were affected.

Even the entire Shadow Base may be shrouded in the influence of that mysterious weapon.

They must find a solution as soon as possible.

Grindelwald's white pupils began to flicker.

Images flashed through his mind.

He tried to use his ability to predict the future to find where the weapon was hidden.

Others also picked up communicators and tried to confirm the current situation with their teammates.

But all that came from the communicator were intermittent screams, not a single complete sentence.

Their mood became increasingly heavy.

"The magic power remaining in his body is dozens of times that of an ordinary wizard. He was blown up by the magic power."

Snape's expression was solemn, but there was a hint of weirdness in it.

He was very familiar with this scene.

Hephis was once on the verge of death due to the explosion of magic power, but was saved by him.

But the situation this time is more difficult.

The magic power is growing more violently, and there are too many people.

He simply didn't have the ability to save so many people at the same time.

Dumbledore nodded solemnly.

He also felt the changes in his body, and the flow of magic power in his body increased significantly.

He was also caught.

At this time, Grindelwald finally found the location of the mysterious weapon with the help of fragments of future scenes.

"I found them. There are ten places in total. But judging from their shapes, they don't look like weapons. They look more like some kind of drugs."

Snape immediately said, "Elder Grindelwald, please take me there. Destroy all the other nine locations."

Grindelwald nodded.

He gently waved the wand in his hand, and nine blue and white frigatebirds transformed by Lihuo flew out from the tip of the wand, passed through the window of the conference room, and quickly flew towards the location of the virus.

Grindelwald placed his hand gently on Snape's shoulder.

They Apparated together and appeared at a ventilation vent in the headquarters.

There lay a small, pitch-black bottle, quietly, as if it could absorb the surrounding light.

If Grindelwald had not seen it from the future, it would have been almost impossible to detect it with the naked eye.

Snape quickly squatted down, pointed his wand at the pink liquid in the bottle and began to examine it.

However, he soon discovered that he had no idea what it was.

Although it looks like liquid, it is actually made up of tens of billions of viruses.

A single individual is extremely tiny, with a diameter of only 200 nanometers.

Although Snape was a master of potions, he knew nothing about viruses.

Moreover, even the top biological scientists would find it difficult to see the clues without the help of a microscope.

Snape extended his hand toward the liquid.

Grindelwald quickly stopped him: "Don't touch it, it's dangerous."

But Snape ignored it and touched the liquid with his fingertips without hesitation.

From the moment he agreed to help Hephes, he had already put life and death aside.

It was just a moment of touch.

The already abnormal magic power in Snape's body suddenly increased several times and impacted his body.

If he hadn't been prepared and used magic to restrain the magic power in time.

Otherwise, he might have been injured in that instant.

"Snape, how are you?"

Grindelwald also put his hand on his shoulder, ready to help at any time.

Snape quickly closed the bottle, then closed his eyes and felt his own situation.

The magic power in his body was still growing rapidly and uncontrollably.

When his own control is unable to restrain these magical powers.

He will also explode like the soldier just now.

"I can still control it for now, but I can't hold it for long."

"Have you thought of a solution?" Grindelwald's voice was very calm.

Snape's brows were furrowed, and his brain began to work rapidly like a sophisticated gear.

First of all, he was sure that this was not poison, so antidotes would be ineffective against it.

Secondly, this potion is more like some kind of magic-replenishing potion, which can stimulate a rapid increase in the wizard's magic power.

He quickly pulled out an exquisite silver box from his pocket, which contained various small potion bottles.

He skillfully took out a few bottles, mixed them quickly, and finally drank it all in one gulp.

There was a glimmer of disappointment in Snape's eyes.

The potion he prepared could temporarily suppress the activity of magic.

But it only delays the time of magic power surge. A few minutes of buffering cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly, "No."

Grindelwald didn't say much, but took Snape directly back to the conference room.

Although he could not foresee the future clearly, his prophetic ability allowed him to see some scattered fragments.

In these fragmented images, he saw many familiar shadow soldiers.

They are still alive and still fighting.

He didn't believe that it was just luck; it was impossible that every soldier he knew could have escaped this disaster.

There is only one reasonable explanation, and that is that this crisis will eventually be resolved.

Because those pictures about how to solve the problem were always shrouded in a thick fog that he could not see through.