eudora clement hp

After the Muggles were rescued by the belated Oros and the turmoil almost subsided, the four old men took a group of children back to Clement's tent in the campsite. After all, it was relatively large and could easily accommodate them. so many children.

The old lady took a look at the children who were still in shock, walked up to Tina and tugged at her sleeves, and beckoned to Mrs. Weasley, who was muttering non-stop, and asked them to help in the kitchen. So I can make some hot food for these children and pad their stomachs.

"What the hell is going on here?" It took Harry a long time to hold back such a sentence.

The old man, who was watched by Yudora and others at the same time, clapped his hands helplessly, and sat down on the sofa, "Okay, I know you all want to know what happened tonight, but can you sit down first?" Come down and rest for a while? Are you not tired after walking for so long?"

So after finding their seats and sitting down, a total of eleven juniors, including Charlie and the others, all turned to look at the old man, waiting for his answer.

"Mr. Clement, this..."

"Arthur." The old man raised his hand to interrupt Mr. Weasley's unfinished sentence, "This is something that old fox Dumbledore agreed to. He said that children are old enough to know certain things, and we cannot Always hide all this. Knowing how dangerous it is, you will take all possible accidents more seriously. If something unexpected happens to us, the sooner you know about it, those who are in a dangerous situation The more likely they are to survive."

"But……"

"We all know he's coming back! It's a matter of time, we don't have that much time for them to grow up now! Put everything in place for them while our old bones can move, so they can Grow up in the shortest possible time."

"Okay." Mr. Weasley nodded, sat on the side with a complicated expression, and let out a long sigh.

"It was a demonstration organized by the Death Eaters to show Voldemort. After Peter Pedilou escaped, they were worried that if Voldemort did come back, if they didn't do anything, what would happen? There will be some terrible punishments, such as Voldemort's favorite use of the Cruciatus Curse. There is no place for demonstrations more suitable than the Quidditch World Cup venue, so they chose such a time when everyone is ready to rest after celebrating ..."

The old man said everything he could say, and carefully analyzed the hidden connections between some seemingly insignificant things, as well as various dark realities that they had never seen or even heard of. , In just over an hour, they refreshed their cognition of the world over and over again...

Anyway, when they were rushed to eat supper, they all looked confused.

"What the hell did you tell them? Why do they all look dumb?" The old lady put a bowl of broth into the old man's hand, and looked at him curiously.

"Hey, it's nothing, I just told the story to scare them." The old man looked at the dining table, with a smile on his face as if he had succeeded in a prank.

"You are very old, and you are still like a child." The old lady shook her head helplessly, and pushed the broth towards him, "Hurry up and drink, I put your favorite seasoning .”

"Okay, okay, right away...cough, Eudora, is there anything else you can do?" The old man took a sip of the broth, and blocked the smile on his face by the way.

"Your story is wonderful, what are you and Albus doing?" Eudora looked at him calmly.

"You just pretended what you were doing just now?" The old man looked at her in surprise, and then smiled at her, "I can't tell you what we are doing yet, but you will know when the time comes."

"..." Yudora stood up and walked towards the dining table, stopped after taking two steps, turned her head and glanced at him, "Remember to come to me when..."

"Okay, I will." The old man nodded, narrowed his eyes and laughed, tears seemed to glisten in those unreal eyes.

"What charades are you playing?" The old lady looked at Eudora, who sat back beside Hermione, and then at the old man with red eyes, and put her hand on his arm with some concern, "Are you okay? "

"I'm fine, I'm just a little emotional. The child has grown up. What Eudora just meant was that if we are doing something dangerous, we should try to stay and look for her when we are in danger. Even if it's a problem she can't treat, she can at least help delay the time and find a cure." The old man shrugged and drank the soup in big gulps.

"So you are going to do something dangerous?"

"It can't be said that there is no danger, but it is not that serious. Although I am old, if I can retire once, I can retreat a second time. It's no big deal."

"That's what you said."

"Yes, I said it." The old man looked helplessly at the skeptical old lady, and couldn't help but wonder if what he just said was too serious, so that no one would believe the truth now?Why does it seem to them that they are going to die?

……

They are sorting out their things, and they are going to go back to their respective homes after the others leave. Of course, Hermione still wants to go with Eudora and the others, but Harry prefers to stay at Weasley's house for a few days. Instead of going back to the old house with Blake.As for Draco, he had already returned to his tent before dawn, waiting for his father to return.

"Hermione, Eudora! Wait a minute..." Harry hesitated and stopped them, "I have something to tell you..."

"What's the matter?" Hermione looked at him curiously, and followed Harry to a corner where no one would notice.

Harry looked up at them and said awkwardly for a while, "I mean... I had a nightmare for a few days... and then the scar hurt... the last time it hurt it was Voldemort because Voldemort Nearby……"

"What did you dream about?" Yudora looked at him thoughtfully, and then stretched out a finger under the surprised eyes of the two and gently pressed on the lightning-shaped scar.In the first grade, she had vaguely felt a strange and familiar aura in Harry.Although the strange breath never appeared again, Yudora still subconsciously felt that it should be related to this scar!

Harry glanced at her with some doubts, and carefully recalled his nightmare, "I dreamed of Voldemort and Peter Pedillo, they were staying in a very dark place, plotting Who are you going to kill..."

"Huh?" Eudora withdrew her hand, circulated the energy in her body, gathered it in her palm, and pressed it on the scar again, "Potter, read Voldemort a few more times."

"Uh...well, Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort..." Harry nodded, repeating the name over and over again.

found it.Eudora's eyes were all bare, she squinted her eyes and stared at the back of her hand tightly, condensing the illusory and invisible energy into strands, which penetrated into the scar on Harry's forehead bit by bit——

"Hiss! Ah... it hurts..." Harry clenched his teeth and clenched his hands into fists, knowing that Eudora must have discovered something, so he didn't move even though he was trembling with pain.

"Oh, Merlin!" Hermione hurriedly looked back to where the others were, and waved her wand to throw one ignore spell after another around here. It's a little jerky, and the success rate is not very high, but with repeated use again and again, Hermione still successfully enveloped them in it with the Ignore Curse. blocked out...

"Potter, close your eyes and listen to me." Eudora said in a deep voice.

"...Uh, okay..." Harry closed his eyes, listened to Udora's instructions, concentrated his mind hard, and settled down to carefully examine what was wrong with his head.Because the magic power in his body had a certain degree of exclusivity before it was fully activated, now under the guidance of Eudora, he seemed to have entered a magical world, where there was nothing but specks of light.The next thing he has to do is to find the only inconsistency among the huge number of light spots, one of which is the energy that Eudora has infiltrated.

"Find my energy, the blue light is my energy. You should be able to find something that doesn't belong to you near there, find it, only you can find it..."

Udora's voice seemed to come from another space, it lacked a sense of reality, but it was somewhat instructive.Like looking for the inconspicuous Golden Snitch in the huge Quidditch pitch, Harry patiently looked for the blue light spot that Eudora mentioned.over there!found it!Harry focused his attention on Eudora's energy, and he felt the obvious rejection of other light spots in his heart. After remembering this feeling, he carefully checked...

"Potter, hurry up!" Eudora wiped the cold sweat that kept oozing from her forehead with the other hand, her face became extremely pale, which was a sign that her energy was about to be exhausted, and she could only hold on for another 10 minutes. If Leigh couldn't find the evil energy that didn't belong to him within 10 minutes, it might be even harder to find it next time.

Eudora still recognized the evil aura in the looming fluctuations. She had encountered it in the diary before, and they came from the same source.Although she couldn't get the evil aura out of that diary at the beginning, but now with the help of the exclusivity of the magic power in Harry's body, she is still very sure that she can get the strange aura out.

If it wasn't Hermione's friend Harry Potter standing in front of her, Eudora could have chosen an outrageous way of forcibly seizing it, tearing out the whole thing including the other party's magic power. , In that case, maybe it will trigger the opponent's magic riot.But no, in order not to cause irreparable damage to Harry, Eudora could only use most of her energy to stabilize the opponent's increasingly restless magic power, and forcibly created a relatively peaceful magic environment so that Harry could Keep looking……