[HP Twins] Death Brothers

"There is another manuscript, but a few pages are missing. It was found in Scamander's old house, where we saw an alchemy circle on the ground. It is really a very evil, but very ancient summoning circle. "Luna said as she waved her wand, and a complex alchemy array appeared in the air.

Rowena looked at the alchemy formation, "Why do you know this is a summoning formation."

Luna blinked, "The pig mother in the house told me, and they also said that they saw Peter Pettigrew there."

Although Hermione didn't know what a pig mother was, didn't Pettigrew die in the basement of St. Mungo's Hospital?She felt that some details had been overlooked by her, and she frowned even tighter.Ron was not in the mood to think about it. He grabbed a manuscript from the air, and the writing and drawing style on it belonged to his twin brothers.

"Time always surprises us," Dumbledore looked at the principals behind him. "Maybe we need to find a way to resist it for a while."

Dumbledore flipped through the signature on behalf of the owner in a certain manuscript, and it said Witt Scamander in gorgeous cursive script.

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The axle ran over the pond on the road, and the splashed water stained the hem of George and Fred's clothes. The two of them leaned together to hide under a porch, and the rain still dripped down George's and Fred's body along the eaves. face.

Fred had been calling George softly, taking advantage of the bad weather and no one was paying attention, he quietly took out his wand and wet George with a "waterproof and moistureproof".

"George...George..." Fred continued.

George only felt that all the sounds were far away from him. It seemed that the strange scene he had just seen was still in front of him. Countless clocks passed by his side, and the sound of "tick tock" seemed to last for thousands of years.He only felt that every clock and clock was very attractive to him, making him want to look at those clocks, but he couldn't do anything, because his body was dragged backwards by something.The feeling was like being hooked by the hook of a portkey, and it was involuntary.

"George..." Fred's voice was a bit worried. He frowned and wiped George's rain-wet hair. He stared at George seriously for a while, then closed his eyes, and called again in his heart, 'George, wake up. '

George's brown-green eyes turned suddenly, and he fell forward suddenly and Fred caught him just in time.George looked up at Fred. "What's wrong with me? Oh, did you see those clocks?"

Fred did not let go of George's hand, he nodded, "I see." He whispered softly, looked at George, as if looking into the depths of his soul, until he saw the scar on George's body. Power that does not belong to him.

The rain didn't know when it stopped, and a strong wind blew up, and soon the color of the sky was revealed.A group of guards appeared on the street where no one was there just now. They wore leather armor with swords hanging from their waists, and each of them looked indifferent. In the middle of the group, several people in white shirts were driven away with ropes tied to their hands. Forward.

George came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the group of people. He noticed that the group of ragged people kept chanting.The windows of the houses on both sides of the street were closed, but a corner of the curtain was lifted to peek at the team quietly.

The clothes of the guards on the street and the style of buildings on both sides of the street were very old. Fred pulled George into the shadows, and he cast a confusion spell and a silence spell on the surroundings, "Obviously, we have come to a different era, maybe Maybe other parallel worlds, is that right? Or is it called parallel time and space?"

After a while of cursing, George and Fred had changed their clothes, and they heard the waifs on the street saying "burning" and "burning to death".

Every Gryffindor student has been tortured by the brick-like "History of Magic", of course, this may not include Hermione Granger who loves to learn.The ancient houses, retro costumes and the burning of the stake remind people of the medieval witch-burning event they learned in the third grade.

George and Fred quietly followed the crowd of onlookers, wanting to find out.Burning at the stake after a heavy rain only shows how panicked the judges are to be so impatient.

The crowd formed a semicircle far away, and some of them made signs of the cross. "History of Magic" did not say how the crowd reacted at that time, but the book said that people at that time were afraid of magic and hated magic, but George never Their panic and sympathy were felt in the crowd of onlookers.

The firewood was lit for a long time, and the people tied to the wooden frame were still muttering something, there were men and women, old and young.George didn't think children could use the Fire and Ice Charm, or that grown-ups could be distracted and cast a fire-freezing spell on themselves and the children at the same time.But it didn't take long for George to realize that those weren't wizards, those were Muggles.What they said was not a spell but a eulogy, as if they were asking for help from the gods they believed in.

Fred also noticed the problem at this time, and he pulled George, trying to pull him out of the crowd, because he had foreseen what was about to happen.George just shook his head at his twin, but grabbed Fred's hand too, insisting on standing here and witnessing something more terrible than war.

A trumpet sounded, and the torches were thrown on the dry pyre poured with oil, and the flames were blazing, and those tied to the stakes recited the eulogy louder, "No one has the right to rule life, keep life .No one has the right to control the time of death. No one can avoid this battle, and evil cannot save those who are prone to evil."

George clenched his wand tightly in his hand, but when he changed the direction of the wand slightly, Fred pressed it down.

"It's history," Fred said, and when he said that, he was the Fred George didn't know again.

But at this time, those executioners did another unbearable thing. They carried out a baby. The child cried and seemed to know what his relatives had experienced, while the person holding him closed his eyes. Eyes threw the baby into the burning fire.

George couldn't control his hand no matter what, and the Levitation Curse and Freezing Fire Curse were cast almost without interval.The baby slowly fell into the burning dry wood, still crying hoarsely.Fred used an invisibility spell on himself. The spell that can be easily done in the realm of the god of death costs more magic power here. Fred is obviously very comfortable, and he was not even born to recite the spell.

The onlookers only felt that they seemed to be pushed by something, but George could "see" Fred by feeling. He knew that Fred had come to the front of the crowd and stepped onto the high platform. The firelight became a little bigger, and then the child was invisible and hugged in his arms.

George also walked in the direction of the invisible Fred after the operation. When he squeezed out of the crowd, he heard someone sigh, "The poor Scamander family, they just follow the old king and believe in Protestantism."

They apparated to the Leaky Ax in London, a building identical to the future Leaky Cauldron and instantly recognizable to George and Fred.Maybe it's thanks to wizards' tastes that haven't changed over the centuries, or maybe they haven't bothered to change.

With a sound of "ding bell", he pushed open the door and entered the noisy tavern.It should be called a tavern, the word bar is too fashionable.

The guests in the tavern didn't pay much attention to the two newcomers at first, until the baby in Fred's arms cried and people all looked sideways.

George leaned closer to Fred, watching the boy howl with his eyes closed and his mouth wide open, with white teeth on pink gums.

"Hey, don't just watch, figure it out," said Fred stiffly, as if he wasn't holding a baby or Neville's frying pan.

"How do I know! I didn't bring up Ginny and Ron." George was also at a loss for a moment, but out of a wizard's instinct in a panic, he was holding his wand in his hand, and seemed to be thinking of a What a spell for such a child.

"You guys are arguing with other guests." A man with a mustache came over, "Do you want to drink or stay at the hotel?"

"Sorry..." Fred and George said at the same time.

"He looks like he's hungry. I don't have anything for the kids here. Go to the back." The man's tone was a little impatient, but he still gave a good suggestion, which is also the purpose of the twins coming here.

The two hurried to the backyard of the bar, and they could still hear such a conversation.

"It's you who wants to save him, hurry up! It's your turn to hug him."

"Oh, Fred, you can't just throw him at me like a Quaffle!"

Fred's hands were free, and in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, he counted the third brick above the trash can, and the second across it, and tapped it three times with his wand.The bricks were opened and overlapped layer by layer, and finally a tall enough arch was opened.Entering from the arch is Diagon Alley, with a dry pot shop on the left and a pharmacy on the right.

With the baby in his arms, George had no time to look around. He walked with his head down and stared at the baby, as if he would fall if he didn't do so, and unfortunately crush the baby under him.Fred thought George like this could be called cute, so he smiled meaningfully.

"Fred, what are you looking at? Quickly use 'show time', we need to know what time it is." George said.

弗雷德听话地挥动了一下魔杖，一串魔法组成的数字漂浮在空中，“1558年7月3日15:51”

The two Hogwarts graduates who were not good at the history of magic looked at each other, "Is this the Middle Ages?" George frowned.

Fred and George had exactly the same expression, "No, I think it should be called Ancient."

"If only Hermione was here," they both said at the same time.

The cries of the baby in his arms were getting weaker and George suddenly realized that something had to be done as soon as possible. He had never seen a person cry for an hour without stopping. It was too scary.

The two, one and one, turned right and walked to the pharmacy. A wizard behind the counter noticed that they had some time. He lay on the counter and looked at them with interest. "I don't have what you need, but if you want him to never make a sound, I have some herbs here."

Hearing this, George held the child a little further away.

"Oh, just kidding." The wizard smiled, "There is a restaurant opposite the bank, and the gooey biscuits there are the best nutritious food for babies."