Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

The moment Bella touched the doorknob, she withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and a blue magic circle spread out from the door, forcing people to back away again and again.The witch curled up her fingers, and used her wand to pick the hair on her cheek.

"The old man's door is locked—?" Bella said to herself.

Cyril didn't care about the movement outside the door, he was anxiously waking up the little basilisk in his hand inside the door.

"Minibus, minibus, what's wrong with you, minibus? Wake up!" He stroked the top of the basilisk's head and back with his fingertips distressedly. The basilisk was limp and seemed to have lost consciousness.

Cyril threw away the box containing Gaunt's ring in his hand. The stone on the ring had been corroded with a hole, and black smoke was still faintly emitting, as if dissipating the black magic energy deposited inside.

A bit of skin at the tip of the tail of the minibus is slowly peeling off, but it is not connected to a long strip on the body, as if it is broken. The snake slough on the upper body that was connected before has fallen to the ground. Now This basilisk appears to have a light emerald green body and a whitish tail tip.

Bella outside the door walked back to the door stepping on high-heeled leather boots.She didn't do anything this time, but raised her wand directly.

"Cyril McLean! Are you going to hide in the principal's office? Are you crying into that old guy's arms?" the witch asked in a shrill voice.

Cyril rolled his eyes inwardly, and kept moving his hands: "...minibus, minibus... don't get dizzy! There is still a cup for you to bite! You will be fine...Godry Didn't Ke say that the basilisk is very tenacious..."

As for why there is a witch who has been persistently trying to catch him, Cyril is also at a loss.Because in Cyril's impression, it seems that in the list of people the Dark Lord wants (to kill), he can only rank third at most. If Dumbledore and his boyfriend are counted, he may have to down two...

He guessed that maybe this was Voldemort's task for the Death Eaters - to catch the man who knew the Eastern witchcraft (also, maybe Voldemort would send someone else a task to catch Harry or something...), or Or it could be a personal vendetta, or maybe both...

For example, if it was that Bellatrix Lestrange outside, then it might be a matter of business and personal affairs.

Speaking of Bellatrix Lestrange... the tone of the voice outside sounds a bit like...

Cyril White Fox and Half Fairy McLean didn't know that he was "talking" again unintentionally.

Bellatrix's lack of affection for her husband, Rudolph Lestrange, doesn't mean someone can easily forgive her for losing her partner in life and business.At the same time, she can deeply feel that the master has been alienating her recently, and what is even more frightening is that the master has begun to favor Kleis's cousin!This is completely unacceptable to her!She wanted to try her best to make amends, to restore the position of the person who was once under one person, above ten thousand people, and the most trusted person of the Dark Lord.

What else is there to throw this person who the master has always wanted to get or get rid of in front of the master, so as to have a better chance to redeem and perform?

Bella has thought about this matter for a long time and planned it for a long time.It wasn't until an accidental conflict with Kles and a small piece of rag that was said to have belonged to McLean that she was completely firm in her mind—even if she couldn't capture the oriental wizard alive, kill him. it is also fine.

Harry was absolutely well protected, the master kept saying that he would kill him himself, and she didn't necessarily want her to do it; Snape, that dirty traitor was a tough one, and she wasn't sure she could kill him in one go; Dumbledore, after all ...

After much deliberation, McClain, who seemed weaker, was easier to attack.

So she took the risk and sneaked into Hogwarts with those scumbags.

This action can only succeed, not fail.

"You're inside! Come out!" Bella cast an unlocking spell on the door, which had no effect as expected.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Cyril felt that the tip of the minibus's tail was still slowly shedding its skin.Maybe this is a good sign?

"Powdered body --- broken bones!" The witch began to cast spells at the wooden door angrily.

"Minibus...Minibus? Delicious and juicy lamb! Waking up with a lamb..." Cyril felt that she was going to split in anxiety, half of them stayed here to wake up the minibus, and the other half held the magic wand Go out and fight the noisy Death Eaters at the door.

Thanks to the building of Hogwarts, thanks to Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore for perfecting his office protection measures, thanks to the strength of the protective magic pattern on the wooden door, Death Eaters Bella threw more than a dozen spells in succession but failed to open the sturdy door of the principal's office in front of her.

"Damn it! Damn it! Bone to pieces! Bone to pieces! The flames are raging——! McLean, you coward who can only rely on other people, you have the guts! Hiding is nothing!" The female Death Eater finally ran out of patience and stood at the door Flicking his wand wildly, shouting.

"Crazy! Come in if you have the ability! What are you yelling at the door—!? You have no ability to show off your prestige! Is this the style of your Death Eaters?" Cyril was dizzy from the noise through the door, and retorted. .

There was a brief silence outside the door for half a minute. Through this short moment of silence, Cyril probably judged that there didn't seem to be too many people outside the door, at least there were no more than three, otherwise there would be murmurs outside at this time. Make a mess.

Very good... As long as the number of people is controlled within three people, he can probably get away with confidence, and maybe he can tie the three people together and bring them to justice.

Half a minute later, the minibus did not wake up, but the people outside the door no longer spoke to him, but concentrated their firepower and violently attacked the innocent door of the principal's office with various black magic.

Minibus... If you don't wake up, "the Qing Dynasty will perish"... Cyril smiled wryly.

The white fox boy is ready to confront the opponent at any time when the gate is broken. In any case, he cannot leave the last golden cup to the crazy woman outside.

As if catering to his thoughts, the always impenetrable door made a heavy and ominous "creaking" sound.

Cyril stared at the door that was dropping sawdust, feeling that his eye sockets were cracked wide.

"Crack... creak -- creak --" the door of Albus's principal's office was cracked with a finger-long opening, and colorful magic lights could be faintly seen outside.

Cyril put the box containing the Hufflepuff gold cup and the minibus on the ground in front of the fireplace, and by the way, put the minibus's head on the edge of the box, hoping that this unconscious guy Wake up at the critical moment that can be blessed by Merlin, let the cup bite the waste.

The white fox boy touched his stomach, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Little fox, if it wasn't for you, your father wouldn't be hiding behind the door and waiting for someone to come in. I'm so cowardly... I will definitely take the initiative." Go out and strike them to death with lightning... But now... Be safe, I'll wait until I'm sure how many people are on the other side... What do you think? Ah... You want to go out too... Forget it, Wait, just think of it for the sake of your other father's little heart... okay? Be good—"

Cyril took out the charm in the Qiankun bag, raised his wand, and stared at the door that was falling down with sawdust.

The minibus still "hugged" the wooden box, and fainted into a soft emerald green "hemp rope" by the fireplace.

"Boom!" The last sound was like announcing the end of one confrontation and the beginning of another.The door of the principal's office was finally completely destroyed by the mad attack of the female devil, stirring up smoke and dust in the room.

Across the hazy air mixed with magic smoke and sawdust, the two figures faced each other "distantly".

Very well, except for this witch, there is no one else for the time being.As expected, this witch is Voldemort's right-hand man—Bellatrix Black Lestrange.

"If I knew it now, why didn't I come out earlier, it's a pity that the door of the principal's office is here." Bella gasped lightly, her chest heaving up and down, and there was no trace of blood on her haggard face even after such strenuous exercise—this It is very similar to her master.

"For the sake of everyone being Slytherin, I wanted to give you a chance, lest there be no one left in the Lestrange family——after all, you are a great nobleman."

Cyril had a peaceful face, but the words he said were unceremoniously poisonous and piercing.He was really annoyed by Bella, and when he thought that the minibus hadn't finished molting or even fell into a coma because of this woman's endless sex, and the Horcrux hadn't been dealt with... he couldn't help but want to fight 20 games first.

In fact, Cyril thought so, and did so.Before Bella could react, he cast an attack spell in his left hand, and quickly took out a spell in his right hand, using both methods, combining Chinese and Western styles, and greeted him unceremoniously.He wants to buy more time.He still didn't want to give up destroying the golden cup, hoping that Xiaoba would wake up early and deal with the last Horcrux in his hand.

"Cruciel——!" A red curse flew over from the opposite side, and hit the wooden shelf next to Cyril, the utensils on it scattered all over the ground, leaving a scorching spot on the ground. Scorch marks.

"Kamikaze Wuying!! Heavenly Thunder——!! Kamikaze Wuying!" Cyril fought back as soon as he raised his arm.

Unlike last time in the Department of Mysteries, he wasn't held back by various strange perceptions. Even with the little fox in his pocket, he was able to deal with the mad woman opposite him more freely.Even Cyril himself can clearly feel it, probably because it has been well maintained recently, and even the magic power is more abundant than before.

Bella was almost struck by lightning, and dodged in embarrassment, and happened to be hit on the arm by this offensive spell invented by Severus, and snorted.

The strong smell of blood rushed to his face, and Cyril felt a little nauseous at such a critical moment.Suppressing the feeling of nausea, the white fox young man raised his wand and fired the spell continuously: "Damn out! Disarm you——"

Bella rolled on the spot desperately, the bent wand was still in her hand, but there were a lot of sawdust pierced on her body, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Avada——Death!" The curse was directly rebounded by the silverware and rushed to the ceiling, and the copper chandelier that Albus treasured was directly split in two by the curse, and one piece hit Cyril to dodge less than the shoulders.A momentary dull pain made him feel as if he had broken a bone.

The house lost its light and went dark.

"Wind——thunder and lightning!" Cyril endured the pain in his right arm and threw spells one after another. In an instant, the silver-blue light surged, almost blinding the eyes of the creatures in the room.All the small items in the principal's office were thrown in Bella's direction.

"Ah!" Bella screamed.

At this moment, the teapot fixed on the table issued an alarm again: "Dididi——"

Cyril turned his head, looked at the alternately flashing blue and green lights, and frowned.

Something in the Room of Requirement trying to break free?

There was a coolness on the back of the neck, and Cyril sensitively lowered his body on the spot.In the next second, Bella, who seemed to have walked through hell, rushed over like a demon holding a magic wand.

Cyril felt that if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, the wand might have been stuck in his throat.

Is this woman already going to use her wand like this? !

Bella missed a hit and cast the spell again, probably because of injury, the aim was a little bit off.After failing to attack the position several times, Cyril squatted down, not flexible enough, so he simply grabbed Bella's robe and dragged him to the ground.

"Boom!" The fall must have been severe, as Cyril pinned the man firmly to the ground, and the two of them were in a stalemate, unable to move.

Cyril opened his lips lightly, and a lore spell was on his lips. His magic wand had already touched Bella's temple in a ten-thousandth of a second, and the witch's pale skin was covered by the magic wand tip. The sparks burned a shocking red mark.

He had to deal with this woman quickly and go to the Response Room, hoping that it wasn't the snake who wanted to run away, otherwise it would be even more troublesome!

Never in his life did Cyril think of fighting a witch in hand-to-hand combat with a Muggle-wizard spell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The familiar pressure of magic and black magic swept across the room in an instant, and the two people on the ground turned their heads at the same time.

Now the two of them are very close to the fireplace, the minibus has shed a little bit of skin from the tip of its tail, and it is completely tilted outside the box. Get out.

"Gulu-gululu--"

Rolled in front of the two of them, getting closer to Bella's position.The black magic energy and screams just now came from here.

"no no------!!!"

"Minibus------!!!"

The two people facing each other on the ground spoke out at the same time.

Bella never dreamed that the golden cup she had never been able to find, the supreme reward from the master, and the day and night nightmares that she dared not tell the master that she had lost, would appear in front of her so unexpectedly.

Of course, there are other things that she can't figure out, such as the loss of the gold cup that caused her to lose her mind, perform poorly, arouse the suspicion of the master, and lose her former status.

This is the cup—the lost and found Hufflepuff Cup.

But none of that matters anymore.

Because this cup is ruined.