Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

The members of the Order of the Phoenix were hidden in the dark, and the entire corridor on the fifth floor was occupied by Death Eaters. Those people in black cloaks and silver masks were poking there like emotionless guards. There is one standing at a distance, and the distribution is a bit like the armor of Hogwarts.

If anyone can cast a large-scale petrification spell at this time, then the Aurors will be pleasantly surprised to find that half of the escaped prisoners in Askaban have gathered.

The corridor on the fifth floor of the Ministry of Magic is made of black marble tiles and dark walls. Under the cool light source, these Death Eaters are more orderly and terrifying.

Cyril stood in the farthest corner with arms folded. Harry's invisibility cloak was really a good thing, it could even cut off breath and sound. At that time, Dumbledore asked Harry to lend it to him because he was worried that he had no combat experience. , wanting him to go to Nagini wholeheartedly in the cloak.

silence.

There was silence in the corridor.

If it weren't for these dozens of "black-robed armored guards" standing there clearly guarding the entire fifth floor, Cyril would have suspected that there was no one here.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and the tense Cyril felt that the opponent was stepping on his heart with every step, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster.

"Damn it! Come on two people! That 'filthy scavenger' is out of control again, and he's biting a few insignificant people down there!"

A dark-haired woman hurried past Cyril, her dark high-heeled leather boots pounding the marble floor like metal.

The woman's jet-black curly hair curled up rebelliously, her skin was very dark, her chin was wide, her eyelids were thick, her face was a little haggard, her face was heavily made up and the vicissitudes of time could not be concealed, but her eyes were still bright and scary.She didn't wear a hooded cloak or a mask like the others, but casually put on a black lace robe over a tight leather jacket, and an irregular black skirt swayed in dangerous arcs with her steps. It wasn't that her attitude was too exasperated at the moment, Cyril felt that these Death Eaters were actually lining up to meet her.

Of course, Cyril recognized her true identity—Bellatrix Lestrange.The notorious female Death Eater No.1, she pleaded second, and no one dared to admit the first.Lestrange's arrest warrants were sent from the wizarding world to the Muggle world, from "female Death Eater with multiple murder charges" on the radio in the wizarding newspaper, to "antisocial personality, mental illness" on Muggle TV. , the female devil who tortured and killed many people", Neville still trembles when he sees her picture.

At this moment, the "devil head" grabbed two Death Eaters who didn't seem very happy, and asked them to go with her to stop the werewolf Fenrir Greyback.

"There is absolutely no need for him to do these small actions now, and he must not let him delay the master's important event!" Bellatrix growled sharply, urging the two to move faster.

"If he wants to bite, he can bite, and if he wants to eat, let him eat. Anyway, we don't have too many of them, and we don't have too many of them." One of the Death Eaters wearing a hood and a smiling mask said glibly.

"If you delay the important affairs of the master, Avery, can you afford to pay for your life?" Bella raised her wand and looked directly at the past.Cyril also found that Bella's wand was very long and had a special shape, like a bent cock when she held it up.

The Death Eater named Avery was obviously a little afraid of Bella in front of him. He cursed in a low voice and took a step back. His hands drooped and he stopped talking, and the mask of laughing pattern became a silent mockery.

Cyril seems to have a little impression of this Avery. Avery is a classmate of Severus. It seems that Lily mentioned such a name when peeking at his memory crystal ball, although the content is not pleasant:— ———"Stay with Evorli all day to study black magic! You should stay away from them!"

Now through a mask, I see the deity who was only "heard about"... I just don't know if my professor will be very touched when he sees this group of familiar people.

Bella walks behind the two men she has captured as a "strong man", forcing them to go downstairs to deal with the werewolf Fenrir.

Cyril had already faintly heard the screams and laughter coming from downstairs.The sound made one's hair stand on end, and one's back went numb.Before he had time to do anything, he felt a breeze blowing in front of him, and the faint smell of grapefruit was still on the tip of his nose.

Probably a member of the Order of the Phoenix couldn't listen anymore and was about to go downstairs, this person was careless enough, he didn't even block his breath.

Inexplicably, the careless female Auror who saved Neville in St. Mungo's last time appeared in Cyril's mind.He shrank back to the corner to avoid being hit by his teammates.Sure enough, half a minute later, another gust of wind blew past, and Cyril guessed that someone was chasing after him.

The white fox boy knew the importance of his task, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to hold his breath and wait for the voice feedback from downstairs.

The screams downstairs continued, slowly mixed into the sound of "firing" from both sides --- accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, the sound of large pieces of furniture collapsing, and the roar of men, everyone could indirectly feel the battle situation downstairs intense.

The Death Eaters no longer stood still at their "posts", and the few who were relatively close even started whispering.

"I think we have to help downstairs. Since the master will come soon, I don't think the loss of control downstairs is what the master wants to see."

This is the voice of Lucius Malfoy!

The scene fell into silence again, and everyone was thinking about whether to participate in this "fire fighting" activity.

"Then, I'll go down and have a look first." Lucius continued his efforts.He directly took the lead and left the position where he was standing.

Cyril was surprised to find that the expression on the mask of Lucius himself looked like a half-crying half-smiling clown with a yin and yang face.

When the platinum noble passed by where Snape was standing, his footsteps paused, as if he was communicating some ulterior secret with his brainwaves, Cyril probably guessed that this cunning "businessman" was planning to run away while he was in trouble.

Every second he stays here increases the chance of being caught by an Auror. Lucius thinks that he can retire with success, and leave the rest to young people who can beat and throw.

Several people saw that the group leader of the Malfoy family had taken the lead to leave their "outpost", and they all followed suit and wanted to join in the fun by participating in the fight downstairs.

This is a group of desperadoes. Ten years of suffering in Askaban has exhausted their few sanity. They yearn for excitement, blood, and screams.

Every day, the master forced them to keep a low profile and cultivate their health. Now it seems that the rest has come to an end, and they can finally gear up to do some things they really want to do, such as tormenting the poor little downstairs.

Lucius, wearing a yin and yang mask, hurried past, took out the door key at a corner in the name of going downstairs, and disappeared without anyone noticing.The people behind him were farther away from him, and no one knew that their teammates had not gone downstairs, but left.

Suddenly, a dazzling flame erupted in the corridor on the other side, and the sound of "cracking" explosions could be heard from far to near.

A magical fire dragon emerged out of nowhere in the corridor, roaring with high heat, and flew directly towards a tall Death Eater beside the corridor.

"Damn it! There are Aurors downstairs!" Someone yelled, and the entire corridor was commotion.

The Death Eaters who were orderly just now all left their original positions, and the crowd drew out their wands whether they were flustered or excited.The tall Death Eater who was attacked by the fire dragon threw out a long jet of water with his wand, flooding half of the corridor in an instant.A few Death Eaters were cursing loudly behind their masks, which probably meant that tall people could have put out fires in other ways than by splashing water.

A witch with scarlet hair raised her wand and fought all the way up. Red and yellow spells flew all over the sky, and some of them directly hit the crystal lamps in the corridor.

"boom!"

"Whoa!"

The sudden drop and shattering of the crystal lamp seemed to be a signal for a complete war.The splashed crystal shards even hit Cyril's feet as far away as possible, and members of the Order of the Phoenix and Aurors who were hiding in the dark appeared one after another and joined the battle.

The number of spells shuttled back and forth in mid-air instantly escalated, and the layers of spell lights were comparable to the fireworks show at the end of Diagon Alley at Christmas, colorful and powerful.The entire corridor was illuminated by this spell of various colors, and several Death Eaters even had their masks knocked off.

"Damn it! Where did so many Aurors appear all of a sudden!" A hoarse voice growled at the side, and a red light shot out from the speaker's wand in the direction of Moody, who was fighting with a wizard.

Cyril stretched out his wand through the invisibility cloak, and a binding spell hit the Death Eater at the moment when the red light shot out, deflecting the spell by ten degrees, Moody quickly reacted to the other side.A yellow spell turned around and flung it back.Just hit the bound Death Eater.

Moody grinned and roared: "Use a sneak attack on me!"

The Death Eaters who witnessed what happened to their companions on the other side screamed in horror: "Who! Who's there!"

"Of course it's your grandpa!!" Wearing a striking red velvet robe, Sirius yelled and slammed all kinds of spells on every corner of the opposite side.

Who knows who opened several rooms in the corridor, the battlefield expanded instantly, and half of the people moved or were forced to move to a new place.

"Be careful Dolokhov! The master said that the contents inside cannot be damaged!!"

Bella didn't know when she appeared in this corridor. While warning her companions, she swung the wand in her hand with ease, and the Stunning Curse, Petrification Curse, and Slashing Curse were cast one by one without interruption. across the corridor.

"Aha! My dear brother, it's a pleasant surprise that you are here too!" The female devil walked with a strange rhythm, tilted her head and smiled ferociously, and pointed her wand directly at Sirius on the other side.

Sirius jumped to meet him.

"Look at this, who do I see! Traitor!!! That Snape's there too!" shouted someone from the other side of the room.

Snape was wrestling with a few people with spells, so he could only find time to cast a few spells to deal with the lunatics here.

"Let me take a bite, I heard that he is still married! I have to give him a bride price!" Another vulgar voice echoed.

"Dirty traitor! Damn it! The master will reward us for killing this traitor!" A warlock laughed hysterically.

A white light instantly entered the opponent's undefended back, and the smile froze on the face with big yellow teeth and rosacea.

Cyril retracted her wand in the corner of the room, her chest heaving violently.He just thought that Voldemort would definitely come to the room to get things. If he wanted to ambush Nagini, it would be easier to get here than the corridor.

But he didn't expect to face the scene of Severus fighting with several Death Eaters alone as soon as he came in.Cyril's blood surged, and a spell that he had seen but never used shot out directly from the wand.When he realized it again, the Death Eater clamoring to kill Snape had turned into a cold corpse.

"There are still people in this room!" A small Death Eater exclaimed in panic.

Cyril was in the corner, and even wearing an invisibility cloak could easily reveal his exact location. Two Death Eaters had given up on confronting Snape, and walked towards Cyril vigilantly.

Suddenly, the small wizard among them raised his wand and shouted: "Show yourself!"

The wand was held directly opposite Cyril.

A spell was blowing towards his face with the wind, Cyril swallowed nervously, his heart was pounding, he held up the wand in his hand, and the two fingers of the other hand tightly pinched the corner of the blindfold of the minibus, anytime Get ready for the coup de grace.

A few seconds later, Cyril unexpectedly and unexpectedly found that he did not seem to be "revealed".The two Death Eaters exchanged a puzzled look. On the other hand, Snape dealt with a wizard with his bare hands, and was throwing explosive spells at each other. Half of the shelves in the room were overturned, and there were many shelves on the shelves. The jar filled with unknown creatures fell to the ground as the shelf fell, the debris splashed, and the contents of the jar squirmed slowly, sticking to the ground.

The two people who "stared" at Cyril were still walking forward, and Cyril was cornered, with nowhere to go, so he had to be ready to attack at any time.

"Little boy, come out, don't hide. I know you're here..." One of the big guys licked his teeth and hummed a scary nursery rhyme, shaking his head and approaching Cyril.

"Try the Binding Curse, Binding Curse, or just force it!" The other little man was obviously impatient.

"No, no, let me take two bites first." The big man grinned.

Cyril tried to move a step to the left, at least to make room for him to cast his spell.

"Crench."

Suddenly, he stepped on a shard of glass.

"Here! In a swoon!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

"Passed out!"

"Quickly imprisoned!"

Four spells suddenly gathered in this square inch of land, and the small Death Eater was hit by the spells belonging to Cyril and Severus. On the ground of the creature, his own spell was deflected and knocked down the shelf on the other side.

The big wizard avoided another spell from Snape. He grabbed the invisibility cloak on Cyril's body and pulled it down hard.

A red spell hit Cyril's cheek directly, and at the critical moment, Cyril tilted his head slightly, and the spell grazed his cheek and hit the wall, leaving a black, burnt-smelling hole.

Cyril felt that his throat was being strangled, and the stench came to his face. Only then did the white fox boy realize that it was the werewolf Fenrir who was approaching him—the "filthy scavenger" in Bella's mouth.

"It's really sweet... this taste."

The strength of the werewolf was great, and Cyril could already feel his snort on his face on purpose. The closer he got, the more clearly he could see the abnormal eyes of the other party, the entire face covered with fine fuzz and the sharp teeth. flesh and blood.

Fenrir Greyback is a pure-blooded werewolf who loves to flesh and bite and kill his prey, even when the moon is not full.Cyril calculated today's date with one ten-thousandth of a second, and tragically found that it seemed to be a full moon, and the time was already 8 o'clock in the evening. There was a small hidden window in this room, which happened to be able to see the sky outside.

Fenrir was not in a hurry about the prey he had already got, and followed Cyril's gaze to look out, raising his eyebrows.

"Oh! What a clever little thing! Today is a good day." Fenrir smiled cruelly, increasing the strength of his hand.

Cyril found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

"Do not!!------"

Severus growled from across the room as a green spell knocked over the Death Eaters who were blocking his way to help Cyril.

The sharp and smelly teeth have reached the neck.

Cyril felt layers of goosebumps and cold sweat on his back and neck.

The werewolf was still approaching, and he would be bitten at any moment.A few meters behind him, Severus kicked over a Death Eater who was in the way, and was rushing towards him.

Cyril suddenly exerted strength, and raised his right hand against the lungs that were about to explode due to lack of oxygen—the one that didn't grab the wand.

The werewolf caught off guard and met a pair of yellow eyes, and slowly let go of his hand.

The minibus raised his body in mid-air, looked straight at the werewolf who was staring at him, flicked his tail leisurely, and bared two sharp teeth.

As if in slow motion, both Cyril and the werewolf slipped to the ground and began to cough violently while holding their throats.

Severus picked up Cyril who was on the ground almost shattered, and let him lean into his arms.

"How?! Have you been bitten?!" The warlock's trembling voice reached Cyril's ears.