Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

If they hadn't been invisible at this moment, the green light would have cast a bleak look on the faces of the two wizards in the corridor.

Then came the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

What happened speaks for itself.

It all happened so fast that no one even realized what was going on.

After a few seconds, the green light in the room paused.A hoarse male voice with a trembling voice panted and laughed while reciting a series of completely unfamiliar spells.

With the activation of the spell, the whole house seemed to have been stripped of all light sources, and it became completely invisible. Only the room facing Snape and Dumbledore could faintly hear the sound of air currents surging in the air. There is a strong smell of blood and roasting, which makes people sick.

If death has a taste, it must be this.

Snape felt a small weeping sound coming from his ears, from a distant one to more and more weeping, it seemed that he was surrounded by a group of people full of resentment and mourning.

The sound of weeping seems to be far away, it is a kind of sadness that hits the soul directly.

It's like "hearing" "hell" from the Muggle mouth.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and the temperature fluctuated up and down, from cold to hot. Only then did the two realize that not only the light, but even other sounds were taken away from this house. The branches blown by the wind outside the window did not know when No longer swinging, with the mysterious man at the center, the whole space seems to be in chaos.

Snape felt the air become thinner, but the wailing in his ear was getting closer and closer, making his head dizzy...

"Tom is making Horcruxes..." Dumbledore was silent for a long time, and finally found his voice. 【Note 1】Obviously neither of the two of them expected to be able to watch a horcrux making scene in this dilapidated house, and their hearts were full of shock and anger.

Snape opened his mouth, and found that there was a bloody smell in his throat, and the trachea in his neck was cut gently like a knife, and there was continuous pain.He wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.

This is not the first time he has intuitively felt the strength of the person he once followed.

But every time I experience it, I feel that reality is like a sharp and unexpected slap on the face, which is deafening.

Let him wake up and see again how small and powerless each of them is on the way out of darkness.

If it wasn't for Lily's incident, even if he already found out that something was wrong, he probably wouldn't be able to make up his mind to completely betray and leave.

A lot of people in Slytherin and other houses were like him.

In the face of absolute strength, they are like weeds crawling on the ground. When the wind blows, they can only take root firmly, and they don't care about whether their backs are straight and the leaves standing on the ground are graceful.

He was a little glad that Cyril didn't follow, he didn't want that child to see this, at least for now, as long as he was alive, he wouldn't allow it.

He is willing to desperately guard the pure and sincere soul in the boy.

……

"Clang!"

Something jumped by their feet and knocked down a wooden box randomly placed in the corridor.

The black magic in the house was put away, and the sound, light and wind outside the window all returned in an instant.

The hoarse voice growled in surprise: "Who?! Anna?"

As soon as the voice of the mysterious person inside fell, there was a soft "click" sound from the corridor, from far to near.

"Clap, clap, clap."

The sound of footsteps doesn't sound like a human being, but rather...

A mechanical part hitting something, or a small object hitting the ground.

Dim moonlight came in from the window in the corridor, just enough for the two people at the door to clearly see what it was.

a doll.

A doll with movable joints and blinking eyes, wearing a white Victorian dress and silver hair, walked towards the room step by step.

Rao, the Potion master, the double agent who has seen the big wind and waves—Snape and the greatest white wizard of this century, Hogwarts headmaster—Dumbledore felt a numbness in his back, from the back of his head to his neck. A thin layer of cold sweat broke out.

It feels so bad.

The two silently moved out of the way, and the doll passed straight through and entered the room.

A voice familiar to Snape came from the doll's mouth opening and closing: "My respected master, Anna is going to visit Little Apple first. Return before midnight."

It was the voice of the female vampire herself.

"Hmph! Cough cough cough!! Trash! Get lost." The male voice was emotional, coughed a few times, and waved away the doll.

The doll returned with the same stride.Passed straight past the feet of the two of them again.

Still humming a weird nursery rhyme: "Anna has a little apple~

Anna has a small apple.

Anna's little apples are white and cute, and Anna's little apples are never brought out.

Anna has a little apple~"

Obviously the voice of the female vampire was light and beautiful, but at this moment Snape could only feel a deep creep.

"..."

The warlock, clearing his mind a little, realized a terrible thing.

Anna is not in this house!

Then just in case...if she finds out...

Snape was startled, and the terrible consequences that flashed through his mind for a moment made this man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, almost lose his legs and fall to the ground. [Note 2] No, no!He had to get to Cyril quickly.The little troll had to bring a Muggle with him. Once they were discovered, with the speed of vampires, they had almost no chance of escaping!

Dumbledore beside him was still observing the mysterious man in the room, and suddenly made a gesture to Snape, indicating that he should act now.

Snape suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and comforted himself that at least Cyril still had an escape talisman, and he would go back as soon as he finished solving this.

Dumbledore led Snape into the room quietly, and the smell of blood in the room had dissipated. In the center of the room stood the man with the hood tightly covering himself.

There was nothing on the floor, but the dust seemed to be swept up by something, and there were traces of dragging.

The man turned his back to them, and suddenly said slowly: "Friends who came from afar, don't you want to show your face?"

Dumbledore lifted his invisibility spell, glanced vaguely in Snape's direction, and said in a low voice, "Tom."

"Heh." The man covered in shadows sneered and continued, "Are you surprised...Dumbledore...the headmaster? Surprised to see me here, surprised by what I did... By the way, I also found you who was peeping..."

Dumbledore looked serious, but said nothing.

"Nagini, my baby, it's none of your business, you go first." The black shadow-like man suddenly "hissed" to the ground.

As soon as the words fell, a twelve-foot-long viper slowly slid out from the shadow under the man's feet. Its huge body pressed against the wooden floor, and the floor gave out a "groan" that was overwhelmed and on the verge of being scrapped.

The snake slid slowly across the ground towards the door as the man said.

Snape stood by the door, carefully giving half of his body away. He planned to confirm the safety of the little troll before returning to deal with the snake.

Just when the snake was about to lean out of the door with half its body, something happened suddenly!

Nagini turned around nimbly, and the whole snake bounced up, plunging straight at Snape who was hiding himself.

Snape held up his wand and threw out a red attack spell. At the same time, the mysterious man also started to attack, and the green spell was approaching Dumbledore.

The war started so unexpectedly.

Dumbledore blocked the green ominous light with a white light spell, and the two beams of light collided in the air. The sudden burst of energy knocked down the chandelier on the roof, just in time for the chandelier thrown by Snape in embarrassment. on Nagini.

Nagini was in pain, hissing continuously, turned over and continued to test to attack Snape, several times with great strength, he flicked his tail and directly smashed a few pieces of furniture in the room —sofa chairs, corner cabinets, and wood shelves over the fireplace.

The movement was terrifying.

Snape changed his place, and the red and yellow lights flew towards the big snake uninterruptedly. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this snake was very different from what he had felt before.

When participating in Death Eaters gatherings, Voldemort always liked to take his pet snake with him. On the one hand, he talked to it in the "hiss" snake language, which made the mob below both fear and worship; on the other hand, Nagini It can also be a powerful tool for punishing uncooperative people, subordinates and traitors. This snake can grow to the size it is today, and it is absolutely inseparable from its "rich" food.

But no matter what, Nagini at that time was just a big snake, no matter how big and terrifying it was, it was just a crawling cold-blooded animal obeying the command of its master.

However, today Nagini seems to have suddenly opened up from active attack to methodical offense and defense, and is very difficult to deal with.

The man in the shadow saw that he couldn't make a move, so he attracted a black fire dragon. The fire dragon was completely black, and everywhere it went was a piece of ashes. Dumbledore moved away slightly, and a golden light covered his hood.

The golden light seemed to be flowing liquid, wrapping the black fire dragon in circles. The fire dragon roared angrily, trying to struggle out, but the golden beam of light became tighter and tighter, strangling the fire dragon so that it would not let it go. Get away; the mysterious man immediately gave up the fire dragon, and summoned a more ferocious water snake. The two of them just came and went, and the monstrous magic power almost shattered the entire Riddle Mansion.

During the fierce battle, Dumbledore scraped off the hood on the man's head with a powerful spell.

A young, pale and thin face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The young man froze for a moment, and in the next second he stuck out his tongue morbidly and licked his upper lip. His red eyes reflected the crazily bloodthirsty light in the moonlight, his golden brown hair was cut very short, and he grinned , showing a bared grin.

"Very good, very good... go to hell!!!"

The light brown wand in his hand glowed green again.

Dumbledore took a step back and easily resolved it again.

"Barty Crouch Jr.?" Snape took a distracted look and breathed out.

The brown eyes of the wizard named Barty Jr. were confused for a moment, and the eyes darkened, turning into a pair of dark brown eyes of ordinary humans, but soon, almost in the next second, they turned red again vertical pupil.

"Why didn't my faithful servant stand up and help me fight, and even dare to attack your master's pet..." The wizard who turned into Voldemort swung his wand again, and sighed flatly, but his subordinates kept moving.

Three people and one snake were confronting each other two by two, when another wizard rushed into the room, Kingsley who was looking for the porter Muggle.

The dark-skinned wizard immediately joined the battle, and while helping Dumbledore deal with "Voldemort", he reported anxiously: "Albus, I didn't find that old concierge!"

"Understood!" Dumbledore replied while throwing the spell.

Little Barty was obviously unable to hold on. Even if Voldemort was possessed, he was still not suitable for such a long battle. After a while, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

One of Dumbledore's spells seized the opportunity and hit Barty Jr. (or Voldemort) directly in the chest.

The wizard who was possessed by Voldemort slapped the fireplace behind him fiercely due to the effect of the spell, and then slid down slowly. It was also a coincidence that the spell that Snape threw on the big snake bounced back and directly sank into Barty's body. chest.

The young wizard closed his eyes and tilted his head silently.

Kingsley wanted to take a closer look, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

Sure enough, things are not that simple.

The black ring worn by Barty Jr. burst out a puff of black smoke, screaming piercingly into everyone's ears, and a burning smell came out from the direction of the ring.

Then Kingsley stared dumbfounded at the young wizard in front of him, visibly burned to charcoal from the finger wearing the ring.

Within a minute, the entire body turned into a cloud of ashes, and the ring "clicked" to the ground.

"This... this..." Even Kingsley, who was already a professional Auror, was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly, and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"This is the curse on this ring," said Dumbledore in a deep voice.

"Then...then now...?"

Kingsley took a step back in horror and asked, he was almost burnt to ashes because of his direct contact with that wizard just now.

"Now……"

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, a small black shadow suddenly jumped into the room, crouched on a piece of green ash, and hugged the ring.

"...It's all right...it's just a ring." Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, and then he added.

Snape saw that Barty Jr. and the Horcrux had been killed, he was more than half relieved, and concentrated on dealing with the difficult snake in the other corner of the room.

It may be that it felt that its master had disappeared, and the moment the ring caused the corpse to spontaneously ignite, the snake seemed to have suddenly gone berserk, launching a general attack in a desperate way, and no longer paying attention to any hunting methods, biting wildly , the tail destroys almost everything it touches.

The most frightening thing is that from the very beginning, all the spells that hit it either sank into the sea or bounced back, completely useless!

At most, let it stop for a while.

Snape began to feel the loss of strength. If he continued to fight like this, even if he used up all his magic power, the snake would still be alive.

Kingsley hurriedly threw himself into the battle here, and side by side with Snape, he dealt with the crazy snake.

Dumbledore stepped forward, squatted down halfway, and looked at the little guy who was black on the gray ash.

This Cyril's "magic good friend" wiped the ring on its belly, and stuffed it into its own belly bag three times. With the magic wand, he came to the side of "Human-Beast Fighting".

Just at this moment, a wave of ups and downs, and another wave...

A red light suddenly burst out of the sky outside the window, like a dazzling firework, piercing the entire night sky, accompanied by a whistle-like sound, looking in the direction is the end of the grove.

Snape's wand hand shook convulsively, his face collapsed, and Dumbledore turned quickly to look outside.

Even Kingsley, who was fighting fiercely with the big snake Nagini, couldn't hold back his head.

Snape abandoned the mad serpent almost immediately, and immediately Apparated.

Kingsley looked left and right, and almost staggered and was swept away by the big snake's tail. It was hard for him to believe that his "teammate" had abandoned him like this.

Dumbledore stuffed the Niffler into the hidden breast pocket of his robes, and looked like he was going to Apparate too.

"..."

Kingsley watched helplessly as the greatest white wizard of this century gave him a look that mixed cheering and hard work, and then disappeared in an instant, silently stretching out Erkang's hand in his heart.

……

Snape teleported directly to the previously separated position.

The scene in front of him made him feel his blood go retrograde for a moment, and his heart sank to the bottom.

There was no one in the safe area that Dumbledore had drawn before, and there were messy footprints on the wet ground.

A torn piece of cloth was hanging from the tree. Snape picked it up with his wand. It was a black piece of cloth.

If he's not mistaken...it's the fabric of the vampire woman's robe.

So that female monster still found here... The scene that Snape least expected to see still happened.

The Potions master followed his footprints and quickly chased him out. His mind went blank, he didn't know what he was thinking, and only repeated one sentence upside down: "He wants to find Cyril as soon as possible."

Every second, Cyril is more dangerous!

Snape followed the footprints directly into the woods, but the fallen leaves gradually covered the messy footprints.

There was another piece of cloth on a bush in front of him, Snape grabbed it, the cold, wet and sticky feel made the Potions Master's face suddenly change.

Looking at the bright red mark on his thumb, the wizard's fingers trembled even more.

Snape felt his temples throbbing, his ears buzzing, his heart beating soaring, anger and fear made his lips tremble, he turned around in a circle, and even forgot to use his wand to point road.

Where is Cyril!

Just looking at the trees that were almost indistinguishable, Snape punched the tree trunk beside him. The calmness and rationality he had always been proud of were all turned into a wisp of smoke, and there was no trace left.

At this moment, the drooping bloody palm touched the edge of his suit pants, and an inconspicuous edge hit him on the side of the pants pocket.

Blissfully, Snape took out the charm that Cyril had slipped into his pocket earlier.

The charms were carefully folded into a special shape, one with a lightning bolt drawn on it, and one with a half circle drawn on it.

Snape grabbed the half circle of the talisman in his hand, and the talisman paper turned into powder and slipped away through his fingers.

The wizard only felt a blur in front of his eyes and a strong wind.When he opened his eyes again, he appeared in front of the big banyan tree before.

Almost as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he heard Cyril's exclamation: "Dean! Be careful!"

Snape felt a gust of wind behind his ears, and instantly dodged sideways, with a Fire Curse in his backhand.

The wizard turned around quickly, and saw Cyril standing 10 meters away from him with his wand in his hand. Moody was in front of him, and it was the vampire Anna who tried to attack him just now.

Anna's robe had been torn during the battle, she was wearing a conservative white Victorian dress, her silver hair was disheveled, she let out a low growl like a beast, she jumped out a few steps, half lying on the other end of the big tree, like a A dormant beast ready to strike at any time.

Scarlet eyes stared vigilantly at another person who appeared out of nowhere.

Snape accidentally discovered that the vampire who was very close to them just now seemed to be afraid of... fire?

"Are you all wizards?" Anna stared at their wands, while standing upright, trying to get closer to them.