[HP Twins] Death Brothers

The magic power shot from the wand in his hand to the black lake, and the fiery flames scorched the surface of the lake, transpiring the severe cold of January into the scorching heat of August.A puff of black mist was forced back by the fire of death, and bursts of screams seemed to pierce the eardrums.The restlessness of the soul made Fred feel that his heart was beating fast and slow, and his hands and feet seemed to have self-awareness, which made his hand holding the wand a little unsteady.

The eardrums were buzzing, and the heat wave hit the face.The fusion of souls made his consciousness sometimes clear and sometimes chaotic, and huge memory information and knowledge were filled into every corner of the brain, which was definitely not a pleasant thing.

The hibernating mermaids in the underground of the Black Lake screamed and jumped out of the lake and climbed to the shore. This group of magical creatures could only sing in the water. The beautiful singing that they heard in the Triwizard War was as far away as it was in the previous life. After the Triwizard Tournament ended in 1994, Fred remembered George holding his hand and thanking Harry for his patronage.They were so happy!I thought the future must be happy and beautiful!Dropping out of their beloved Hogwarts didn't make them any less humorous, but fate must make people suffer half happiness and half pain.Now that he is back, he hopes that he can bear all George's pain and let George get all the happiness.

The undead swarmed in from the passage connecting the two worlds, the black mist grew more and more, the black and red rolled and bit each other, and finally collided and exploded!The huge energy impacted everything around, and even the trees in the Forbidden Forest were blown crookedly by the strong wind.Fred only saw a burst of flames in front of his eyes, and his whole body hit the air.

Without any resistance, the undead rushed up to the sky clamoring, and the sky turned a dull gray!The air was filled with the breath of the realm of death, and the passage between the two worlds was completely opened.

Fred summoned the letter G receiver, "Oh! Professor... Come to the respawn point! Cross the bridge!"

Human beings can't defeat the undead, only... he thought of this, lost consciousness, and woke up again, after 19 years of absurdity.

***

"Doo-doo-doo"

An owl knocks on George's window and gets George's attention.This little owl's feathers are soft and white, its bright black eyes occupy most of its face, and its delicate and small beak hits the glass a few times to make a "do-do-duo" sound.

After thinking for a moment, George knew who the owl belonged to.After opening the window and letting the owl into the house, a letter fell on the table.

"Dear George,

I sincerely invite you to travel with me to Torquay, Devon, to explore the beautiful natural scenery.

See you at the train station in an hour.

Your brother, Fred.

Below is my mobile number. "

What is Fred doing, showing off his phone number with an owl?So why not just call and show off?Thinking of George like this, the corners of George's mouth turned up unconsciously. He scratched the little owl's neck hidden under the fluffy feathers. This cute little guy kept looking at him with his neck tilted while he was reading the letter, black and bright eyes full of curiosity.George stretched out his arm in front of it, and the clever little owl automatically jumped onto his arm. George took it into the kitchen, fed it some cereal biscuits, and watched it open its mouth after eating. Wing flew around the apartment building aggrievedly, opened the window and let it go.

The white owl reminded him of Harry's Hedwig and the white-bearded headmaster who deserves gold. I heard that Dumbledore and Nick Flamel are old acquaintances and good friends, but Dumbledore has already slept in Hogwarts Ci.He also thought of Snape Severus, who was also the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Voldemort who was by his side when he was in the realm of death.George couldn't help realizing that Snape was "alive", and Voldemort was "alive", so shouldn't it be easier for Dumbledore, a great wizard, to "live"?He didn't see him.

George didn't come to the train station for the first time to go to platform nine and three quarters. Fred was waiting for him with a backpack on his back. He really looked like a Muggle, probably to compete with himself. Wearing a new smartphone.

Fred also looked at George jokingly. George was wearing a pair of slim black jeans with long and straight sleeves lining his legs. His upper body was an ordinary white T-shirt. The red ponytail was the brightest thing on his body. The color of the eyes has already attracted the attention of several people. "Hey sir, are you imitating me?"

Yes, Fred was dressed in the same way, although with a white T-shirt top and black jeans, the twins never seemed to need to discuss the same choice.

Randall booked the ticket, and he didn't ask for leave in the end.Tokai is not far from London, and the slow train is only three and a half hours.The two brothers sat facing each other, looking sideways and looking out of the window. This noisy city is still the same as it was 19 years ago, except for a few more ridiculously tall shiny buildings, and soon the natural scenery took over the window. scenery.

George suddenly laughed, and Fred laughed as he watched him. The atmosphere was a bit relaxed and happy, and it was rare to get along peacefully after the war, which made George feel that even if the Nick Flamel manuscript was fake this time, it would not seem so bad .

Soon they arrived at the destination, they called a taxi and arrived at the designated place, and found that it was a manor hotel with a medieval atmosphere.This manor hotel should be very big, but there is only this one waiter in the lobby. Although the decoration is retro, it is not old. It is August, and Tokai, as a seaside city, ushered in the peak holiday season. The hotel has no business.

"May I help you?" Walking through one of the three arched gates, a waiter in formal attire and a black tie asked.

"We are here to attend the WICCA meeting in August, and this is an electronic invitation." George handed over his mobile phone, and on the screen was a fancy electronic invitation, with the word WICCA in cursive fonts and a colorful background.

"This has been forwarded once, are you Mr. Randall Green?" the waiter asked in a low voice.

"No, I'm his friend." George explained, "The invitation letter says that one or two fellow witchcraft enthusiasts are allowed to observe."

"I'm sorry, sir, but the premise is that Mr. Green needs to go with him." The waiter was a little confused, and even began to guess that the two of them might have come to the manor to cheat for food and drink.

Fred looked at George with embarrassment on his face, "He is also in the invitation process."

"What?" The waiter was completely confused, if there was an invitation letter, why didn't he show it?Obviously he misunderstood the two people in front of him even more.

And Fred took George's mobile phone and clicked on the mailbox. The first email was the same membership invitation letter and party invitation letter as Randall.

The waiter carefully compared the fancy electronic invitation letter in front of him. It really belonged to George. The colorful background actually has a special arrangement of codes. If it is forwarded, the image will be distorted. mistake.He immediately bent down and bowed, "I'm really sorry just now, welcome to Bright Manor." He handed George a piece of paper, "This is the itinerary for the past few days, there will be a welcome party tonight, Please wear a wizard robe to attend, and the wizard robe will be delivered to your room."

Under the leadership of the waiter, the two entered an antique suite. Every corner of the room was full of luxury. The color matching was not only bright and gorgeous, but also enthusiastic and unrestrained. There were enamel and porcelain ornaments painted with gold lines on the marble mantelpiece , the furniture is in a typical Baroque style, and the woolen carpet on the floor is two or three inches thick. When you step on it, it feels like you are stepping on cotton, and there is no sound of footsteps at all.

As the waiter said, after a while, someone brought two sets of wizard robes, shirts and trousers.George took the shirt and compared it on his body, and there was no difference in size.He touched the wizard's robe, which was a double-breasted black wizard's robe with a hood and a stiff texture. It should look a bit imposing when worn.

Fred rubbed his chin and looked at George standing in front of the mirror, "Why not change?" His voice was a little playful.

George gave Fred a white look, "This tone seems to be teasing people."

"It's teasing." Fred admitted happily.

"Oh?" George was facing Fred. "It seems that you have nothing to do now. Maybe we can tell what happened at Hogwarts that day?"

"Ah! It's already six o'clock? Shall I go over there to change? The dinner party is about to start, so hurry up too." After Fred finished speaking, he turned to the back of the bathroom.

He was indeed hiding something.George thought, looking at the bathroom door.

After both of them changed their clothes, they went down the stairs to the so-called dinner party, walked through the fragrant rose gallery, and stepped into the foyer of another podium building. This manor hotel may have once belonged to a certain nobleman, and the decoration is too beautiful. The color of the murals on the foyer is still very conspicuous, and the marble reliefs of cherubs are lifelike.Although George and Fred came from the famously poor Weasley family, they were not without insight. The WICCA organization seems to have exceeded their expectations. It is not an easy task to contract such a garden hotel.

"This way, gentlemen."

A strange waiter waited for the two of them standing in front of an ornate door.George and Fred glanced at each other, and the waiter pushed the door open for them in the most standard posture, and stepped aside.

George looked at the banquet hall. Candles replaced electric lights and were the only light source in this banquet hall, making the whole room look a bit dim.Fred grabbed his hand and looked at Fred in confusion, only to see him winking at the corner of the room.

Looking up, there were a few people who arrived early, wearing the same black double-breasted wizard robes as George and Fred, but they all wore their characteristics. One of them was holding a wooden walking stick that looked like a snow stick lollipop. , there is also a necklace of gemstones of various colors hanging around the neck, and some are wearing mysterious masks. In short, they are dressed a little exaggerated, which is very in line with the image of wizards in the Muggle impression.

As the two entered the hall, the group of people also noticed them.The man with the wooden cane walked towards them, and after walking in, he realized that he was a middle-aged man with a slightly receding hairline, "Welcome newcomers, I am Earl Brett, the host of this party."

"Hi, I'm George." George introduced Fred beside him sideways, but deliberately said a little trick, "This is Forge." After speaking, he winked playfully.

The earl was a little happy to see that the two of them showed no flattery in front of him, but it was actually just a misunderstanding. George and Fred knew that Earl Brett might be the owner of this manor, but they didn't think that the earl's appearance was meaningful. something to watch out for.In comparison, the pure-blood families in the wizarding world have a longer history than the aristocratic families of Muggles. For example, Aunt Muriel of the Weasley family is a noble lady with a noble title. Lend their beautiful and charming sister-in-law a goblin-made, exquisite tiara.

"It's rare to see such pure red hair. Red hair has always been a distinctive feature of the ancient Celts. People say that the legend of King Arthur and Merlin are British myths. In fact, they all come from Celtic myths. You brothers are born You are welcome to join us." Earl Brett's profound knowledge and keen insight allowed him to see that the two were brothers at a glance.

He led them to the few people in the room, and enthusiastically introduced them, "This is George, who has just joined the club. This is his first time joining the club. This is his companion, Forge."

"Oh, Lord Bright, it's not a rule to have a nephew join the Society," said a man with a necklace of many gemstones around his neck.

George looked at Earl Brett again, but he couldn't find any similarities between him and them in appearance, and this man with a necklace of many gemstones seemed to be a bit of a tit-for-tat with Earl Brett.

"Keve, this George passed the admission test by a consultant. Do you have any objections to the consultant's decision?" Baron Brett looked at Kef with a smile on his face.

Cliff grabbed a sapphire necklace on his body, "No, of course not. You know I just love you and sing a different tune. I think the consultant must agree that there must be something special. Would you like to share it with us?" He pointed at George said.

A lady with black lipstick stretched out her hand to stop Kefu. She naturally had to go to George's side and took George's arm. "Kefu, you are so aggressive and you want these two little brothers to share with you?" She raised her hand. He began to smile at George, "You are so young! My name is Daisy. Unfortunately, my sister is not interested in Nick Flamel so she didn't come. She must regret having a young guy like you here."

The young guy—George—looked at the lady in front of him, and Fred beside him waved to the lady. The reason why Fred was able to greet the lady so happily was because she was a The older lady was older than Professor McGonagall, and her gray hair and delicate and weird makeup couldn't conceal the years of weather on her face.In front of her, Kefu and Earl Brett seemed to be a generation younger.

Some people came one after another, and Grandma Daisy held George's arm affectionately, and introduced them instead of Earl Brett.When the people finally got together and sat down, George already knew that these people were all interested in and researched on Nick Flamel.But George was a little puzzled. Why did the person who sent him the invitation know that he was interested in Nick Flamel?Or is it just an ordinary coincidence that he is not far from here?

Now the dinner party is about to begin, and Earl Brett, as the host, cleared his throat and began to read a poem about Merlin, "I stand by the sea,

Merlin asked me, 'What's that rustling? '

I replied, 'Just the lapping of the waves. '

Merlin said, 'Oh no, it's actually the grass rustling in your graveyard. '

I lie in the tomb,

Merlin asked 'Listen, what's that sound? '

I replied, 'It's just the grass growing. '

Merlin said, 'Oh no, it's actually the lapping of the waves'. "

Although they didn't understand, George and Fred still applauded along with everyone. Grandma Daisy deliberately said in an unhappy tone, "This poem is not suitable for a person who is going into the coffin."

Earl Bright replied, "The poem contains Merlin, the graveyard, and the sea. Today is a WICCA party. This is the seaside city of Tokai. Nick Flamel is rumored to be immortal. This poem is very suitable for tonight. .”

Some people started to get straight to the point, "What about the manuscript? Nick Flamel's manuscript, I heard it is a rune."

Hogwarts has an ancient rune class, and you need to recite at least a hundred runes and spells to pass that class. Neither George nor Fred took it. They are not the kind of people who do learning.

"This may need to wait for the consultant to come over. He discovered it."

"Oh, Earl Brett, you are a local, I thought you discovered it?" Keef said casually.

"You know, my study is much bigger than that community library, and it's really unthinkable that a mysterious figure like Nick Flamel would cross the English Channel to a place like Torquay in Devon."

"There's a monthly meeting about Nick Flamel, and if you'd found out earlier, we wouldn't have had to study that old stuff all the time," Koff said.

George found that the WICCA organization seemed to attach great importance to Nick Flamel. At this time, the only door in the hall opened again, and everyone in the banquet hall stood up one after another. Someone said, "The consultant is here."

George looked at the people he was looking for, but what he didn't expect was that the consultant referred to not one person, but several people. These mysterious people wore the same clothes as them and wore masks on their faces.Fred held George's hand at this time, and George turned to look at Fred. From the gaze, he knew that Fred told him to be careful, because it was a group of wizards-Death Eater wizards.

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