[HP Twins] Death Brothers

"Hey, Jack, do you have to be in such a hurry to get married?" Ron patted Jack Benjamin on the shoulder. get married.

"If you come to visit the doctor, you should visit the doctor carefully. What are you doing asking about these things?" Jack smiled and pushed Ron away.He closed the door and led Ron into the living room.

"Harry will come over later, you know he's with that kid Malfoy. That kid Malfoy is too cunning, let me tell you, if you want to force a marriage, just make a contract."

"It's a soul contract, Ron, were you really born in the magic world?"

"Why not?" Ron scratched his hair in embarrassment, and then fell silent. The corners of his mouth that were raised when he was joking just now gradually drooped.

"It's George, I read it right." Jack said cautiously, although Ron didn't ask anything.

"But if you know the rest, you don't remember anything. Senard is even more sure that it can't be George."

Just as Jack wanted to talk about some details with Ron, the glass in his living room was broken. The two looked up at the broken glass at the same time. The ominous black mist entered the house through the broken glass and rushed straight towards Jack.Ron took the wand and used all the spells he could think of against the black mist, but none of them could stop the black mist, but instead let the black mist diffuse towards him.

He felt the crisis, and instinctively felt that he couldn't touch the black mist, it was much more terrifying than what he saw on the Knight Bus.

Is it not possible this time?He hasn't told Hermione yet that he loves her!He hasn't wished Harry happiness yet!

"Fiery!"

Ron saw that the black mist in front of him was driven away by the flames, but the fire did not disappear. The fire beast opened its mouth with fangs, as if to swallow Ron in one mouthful.At this time, the person who cast the spell had already uttered "Fiendfire Curse Immediately Stop", and the fire beast turned into sparks, like cold fireworks that did not burn people, and exploded in front of Ron's eyes.

Behind the sparks were Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, and Ron looked at them with lingering fear, "You... Merlin's beard, I thought it was almost sacrificed. Oh! Jack!" He ran to On Jack's side, Jack saw a cut in Jack's neck, which seemed to be torn out by a wild animal.The wound was not fatal, but it left Jack in a coma.He noticed bluish-black patches on his exposed skin and watched them rapidly deteriorate into herpes as he watched.

"Get to the hospital," Ron said to Harry.

"Yes, yes, the hospital." Harry wanted to get closer to Jack to see his injuries, but Draco grabbed his arm, "What are you doing?"

"Forgot the red mole, did you forget too? There is no St. Mungo!" Draco grew taller, stood up straight, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Harry, "Yes Plague magic, cover your nose, don't touch it."

Harry was still not used to Draco's kindness, but he still took the handkerchief and covered his nose, listening to Draco's advice, and didn't touch Jack directly.

"Ha! Malfoy, can you just be quick with your tongue?" Facing this sudden accident, Ron could not help but direct his anger at Malfoy who married Harry by despicable means.

"No, I can still use Fiendfire to dispel the black plague and save you." What Draco said managed to make Ron shut up.

"Draco, stop arguing, think of a way!" Harry's words also managed to make Draco shut up.

Draco frowned, holding the hawthorn wand in his hand and hitting the palm of the other from time to time. This wand just used Fiercefire, and his follower Crabbe died here in the seventh grade. In terms of spells, Draco didn't know the "Fierffire Curse Immediately Stop" at that time. If he knew this spell, even if Crabbe betrayed him in the end, he would still save Crabbe.

Every time the wand hit the palm of his hand, Draco moved a small step, and with each step he thought more, he thought about the black magic and the history of magic related to the plague in his mind, " Get away from him, it's the Black Plague!"

Draco rushed to Harry's side quickly and pulled him back. His pale face was only slightly red from anxiety. Ron was infected by his nervousness and saw Harry nodded to him , also retreated quickly.

The three came outside the house, Draco took out a bottle from his arms and handed it to Harry, "Have a quick drink."

"What's this?" Harry asked, putting the potion to his mouth.

"Felix Elixir, now I hope that this little bit of luck can reduce the chance of being infected with the plague." Draco watched Harry take a sip, took a sip himself, and handed it to Ron.

Ron didn't want to kiss Malfoy indirectly at all, but took a sip anyway.After drinking it, I felt that my head became much clearer and my mood suddenly became better, as if something good would happen soon.But Jack was still lying in the room covered in black herpes.

"Apart from Hogwarts, the only doctor in Azkaban who is still healthy and active."

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There is a North Sea between Great Britain, the Jutland Peninsula, the Northwest of the European Continent and the Western European Continent, and Azkaban is located on a small island in the North Sea, also known as Azkaban Castle, because the whole island is like A bare fortress floated in the sea, but even the Muggle planes flying over the sky could not detect that there was a prison for wizards here.

Since the fall of Voldemort, the Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, has been in office. He is a humanitarian and has put forward many humanitarian proposals, such as canceling the dementors as guards in Azkaban Prison, but everyone There is no way to communicate with this group of monsters who only have a sense of smell. He suggested that a magic barrier can be made outside Azkaban to isolate the smell, but this will immediately face another problem. Will the dementors leave the North Sea and go inland? Looking for food?So this proposal has not yet been implemented.

"Ah--" One after another screamed in pain, filling the entire lifeless building, the bare outer wall was perpendicular to the sea, and there was no place to stay.

There are only convicted wizards here, no jailers, and dementors are the only guards. This group of monsters who will never die or have already died sucks the humans in Azkaban every day and night.Just like the once glamorous Sirius Black wasted and weak after 12 years of imprisonment, even people like Lucius Malfoy, who loves to show decency in front of people, were rescued from Azkaban by Voldemort At that time, he was not decadent like a Malfoy.

The sea was steaming with mist, which was suddenly dispersed by the ominous black mist. The black mist seemed to be alive, entwining and rising. They circled around the castle of Azkaban, but this was not their goal. The black mist finally entangled On Dementors.The decayed monster stopped in the air for a moment, as if it was fixed in place, and then flew towards the shore as if it had been agreed.

The twins at Hogwarts, standing on the edge of the Black Lake maintaining Deathfire.Neville watched as the two identical people cast spells on the Black Lake alternately, controlling Fiendflame from extinguishing and spreading.The black mist could no longer escape the raging flames.How long has it been?Neville asked himself.It was already dark, and it was light again.So at least 12 hours.No wizard could do that, and maybe not even Dumbledore alive.Such power, such pure magic power!

"They must have a lot of questions to ask us." George has calmed down. He is not a self-pitying person. At this moment, as long as he thinks from Fred's perspective, he will understand. "Or do you have something you want to tell me?"

"Oh... I may not be able to tell you the details. They are hiding in my head, maybe they are afraid of facing your blame?" Fred was still so energetic, the same as the one who had previously guided him to use Deathfire. The sound was different again.

George had long noticed the change in Fred's wand, "If your wand is in your hand, what is the one in your tomb?"

"Don't talk about your tomb, it's unlucky."

"Ha, it's unlucky now? Who was blown up that night?"

"George, if you want to act like a baby with me, you can change the occasion. At least someone should explain to them, you go over."

George was not polite to Fred at all. He put away his wand and nodded to Neville, "Take me to Professor McGonagall."

"George...that...wow, I don't know what to ask first." Neville had too many puzzles to ask, but he didn't know which one to ask first.

"That's my son!" George casually pointed to Fred, and the two walked quickly into the castle and went to the school hospital together.

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