[HP] Sickness and Medicine

dose him.

"This is?" Dumbledore's eyes widened in surprise: "Oh, Severus asked you to come? The potion doesn't work anymore, it's been almost a year."

"Just drink it, I'll explain later." Dolores shoved the medicine bottle into his hand, and the Fox flying on her shoulder wailed in agreement.

"Okay." Dumbledore drank it with his head up, and smacked his lips in aftertaste: "The taste is different. Didn't Severus make it?"

Dolores had no time to distract himself from answering his question, but observed his state intently, and even stepped forward to hold his right hand, pressing on the scorched area to feel it carefully: "No, it can be seen immediately..."

"I'm not in good shape now, because of another potion." Dumbledore took the initiative to explain.

"Hmm... I can smell it, Emerald Elixir—Water of Despair! Fortunately, I have studied it before." Dolores took out another medicine bottle from her backpack: "Here! Calming Draught. No Totally symptomatic, but also somewhat useful. Luckily I brought my stock with me!"

"Okay." Dumbledore drank again: "But Miss Murray, I have to tell you with regret that the fruits of your labor will soon be wasted."

"No...shh!" Dolores discerned the sound of going down the tower, decisively decided to abandon politeness and speed up.

She took away the empty medicine bottle, half pulled and half dragged Dumbledore to sit against the wall, poured more than the standard dose of sleeping pills into his mouth, and put him into a complete coma; then she cut off a lock of his hair and put it in A bottle of Everlasting Elixir was added to the compound decoction to ensure the long-lasting and stable effect of the medicine, which would not disappear when she lost consciousness; finally, she took off Dumbledore's robe and cloak and put it on herself, In the eyes of the two pairs of people who were bright and dark at the scene, they drank the compound soup and became another Dumbledore.

"Fox—" Dolores, who wrapped Dumbledore in a bed sheet, held up the envelope to greet his pet: "Take a look, this is my home address. I'll put the letter in my bag, and you take it with you. The potion in it can be used by your master. After I hand you the wand, you can leave. Just remember to be quiet, even when you come back."

Fawkes responded, flew to Dumbledore, and stepped on her backpack hanging around Dumbledore's neck.

Now it's time to deal with the two bystanders.She first touched Harry Potter's position, opened a corner to make sure he was there, ignored his expression under the cloak, and directly cast the Forgetting Curse; she did the same for Malfoy, and then undid the two spells on him , stood in front of Dumbledore, condensed a large bottle of palliative and water of life and death into ice pills, and swallowed them dryly like taking medicine; finally, she threw the wand on Dumbledore, and nodded heavily at Fox: " It's done!"

A dim flame engulfed the phoenix and its master.The moment the fire light disappeared, Malfoy came back to his senses, and he was stunned for a while before continuing to speak after being interrupted by her, his raised arms trembling unknowingly from fatigue or fear: "They thought I didn't wait You'll die when you're done, but I'm still alive...and you're under my control...and now I'm holding the wand...you're at my mercy...""

Dolores leaned against the wall, imitating Dumbledore's calmness: ""No, Draco, now you are at my mercy, not me at your mercy. ""It's a pity that Malfoy, who has lost a memory, and even Potter, who is still watching, can't understand this sentence.

But even so, Malfoy was still speechless, and just at this moment, his companion in black robe came.She looked at them one by one, and from memory, she recognized Amycus Carrow and Alecto Carrow, two brothers and sisters, the werewolf Fenrir Greyback, and an unknown but familiar face.

Severus hadn't come yet, so Dolores could only continue Dumbledore's practice, showing off her pre-rebirth mentality, and chatting with the three people she knew; She was extremely tired, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them, and she was precariously leaning against the wall.

An appropriate amount of sedatives can relieve anxiety, but taking too much can cause long-term or irreversible deep sleep, coupled with the water of life and death that can make people fall into a death-like deep sleep, it is enough to make her body functions come to a standstill, thus entering a state of suspended animation.It's not very useful to delay the effect of the medicine by freezing the medicine into solid ice. Instead, it made her stomach twitch from the cold, and she had to rely on willpower for the whole process.If Severus didn't come, she, the fake Dumbledore, would fall first.

Amycus Caro noticed her strangeness, and he took it for granted that she was dying, and the sarcasm made his crooked mouth even more crooked: ""If I want to say, his days in this world are numbered anyway !Look at him—what's the matter with you, old man Deng? ""

Dolores grabbed hold of the conversation and went on chatting: "Oh, you're weak and unresponsive, Amycus.Anyway, old age is useless... One day, you will end up in this situation too... If you're lucky...""

Her intentions were suddenly detected by the fourth Death Eater.He also took the opportunity to taunt a few words, and turned his head to remind Malfoy to do it; he heard that people from the Hogwarts side were clearing obstacles and approaching the top of the tower, and the four Death Eaters urged together; after finding that Malfoy couldn't do it, Finn Lil Greyback was about to claim the credit and was knocked out by a fourth Death Eater.

Amidst Alecto Carrow's nervous screams, the man both Dumbledore and Dolores were eagerly waiting for finally made an appearance.Dolores couldn't help calling his name, but fortunately the voice was very soft, no one should have heard it, and Amycus Carlo's complaints were louder.

Severus didn't pay much attention to it, he just roughly pushed Malfoy away, and stood opposite her with an expression full of hatred and disgust.

Dolores was inevitably stung by his emotion, even knowing it wasn't directed at her.Ignoring more self-injury, she made a soft request, embracing the established ending.

""Severus...please...""

""Avada Kedavra! ""

A flickering green light hit her chest along with the din.As she had foreseen, she first flew up and then fell down.

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Dolores fell into a boundless black void again.She wasn't sure if she was in the same state as other people who had been hit by the Killing Curse. After all, no living person knew what it was like to die.The effects of the balm and the water of death seemed to seep into her soul, and she felt so tired that she didn't go anywhere, but lay down on the spot with her limbs spread out.The darkness is too thick, it seems that there is no difference between opening and closing eyes.

She didn't know how long she had been lying down, maybe it was only a moment, the outside world hadn't even risen the sun, maybe it had been eternity, and everything she was thinking about had long been wiped out.So she couldn't help guessing that death is actually a dark cage, in which every soul that has separated from the body is imprisoned, without distinguishing the years, without hearing the sound, and finally forgetting the past, forgetting the self, and being swallowed and assimilated by the darkness.In other words, darkness is countless dead souls, and only when they are illuminated by light again can new life be bred.

If this is true, since she still has the mood to think wildly, Dolores knows that she won't be able to die a second time for a while.She consciously began to speculate on what would happen after her death as Dumbledore.

Severus will retreat with the Death Eaters, and will not cause chaos and killings in the castle; Hogwarts, which lost its headmaster, and the Order of the Phoenix, which lost its leader, will definitely be in panic for a while, but as long as Harry Potter is around, they There is still the backbone; the funeral will be at the Black Lake, she has seen pictures in the newspapers in her previous life, and she has become a tall and strong Dumbledore, who can only be transported by the careless Hagrid and buried in a beautiful white tomb , sleeping in a certain part of the castle courtyard - this is a mourning match for Dumbledore, but now she enjoys it all.

An increasingly clear phoenix cry came from a distance, and Dolores couldn't help standing up with a shock, and then remembered all kinds of research on it in later generations.This kind of magical creature that can be reborn from Nirvana can probably really cross the border of life and death and summon a lost soul like her.

This time, Fox's voice was long and desolate, like a sad and mournful elegy.It's just that she concentrated on distinguishing, and she could still hear a kind of hidden gratitude, it was thanking her for its owner, presumably Dumbledore's current situation was as safe and secure as she arranged.

But soon, she felt that she should thank Fox in turn. As she groped forward along its singing, she saw a bright star, like an exit, beckoning her to approach.So she couldn't help running, and when the bright light magnified into a round gate, she flew over like swallows throwing a forest, letting Guangming wrap her up layer by layer.

As soon as she opened her eyes and faced the ceiling of her bedroom, Dolores let out a long sigh of relief. She also survived a catastrophe this time.Harry Potter survived by maternal love, and she may owe it to her own love for Severus from previous lives to the present.In this way of building cause and effect, it is no wonder that wizards believe that love is the greatest magic, and Muggles believe that love can always create miracles.

Dolores sat up slowly, and found that the deformation had been released, and her clothes had been changed, and she was now wearing her favorite set of cotton pajamas, which was very loose and comfortable.She smacked her lips, and there was a faint pungent feeling on her tongue, which was the taste of the sober medicine.In her letter, she told Myron that he would feed her a bottle every day until she woke up, which he apparently complied with.