Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

The author has something to say: the second update is here~

"It's time to clean up the mess!"

Novia adjusted her turbulent mood because of a hug. Instead, she was used to the fact that her shop was demolished.If the disaster is caused by saving people, and the disaster itself cannot be avoided, this kind of thing cannot be blamed on Tony alone.

"Don't worry, we'll stay and help!"

"Although our repair spell scores are not very high..." Gemini still maintained a positive attitude.

But it shouldn't be a problem to restore the house to Burrow condition.If these two wizards from the United States have good repair spells, they should be able to restore the store to its original state in one night.

After all, the status quo of the store is not optimistic-the hanging roof is completely dependent on the protective spells left by Snape, and Tony has indeed calculated the best position for blasting, but the spells exchanged in wizard battles are a huge variable , those spells of exchanged refraction also had an effect on the four sides of the house.

"Let's go out and talk about it." Tony held Novia's hand to prevent her from having any determination to live and die with the store.

Novia walked out of the store with him obediently. She wouldn't do anything worrying, but she did have a good idea!

"It would be a pity if we just give up the shop like this."

Having said that, it is impossible for George Fred alone to restore the house to its original state.As the owners, they always have to do it themselves, and the fact that there are two Muggles is likely to be exposed in this way.

Another way is to directly declare that the place is dangerous, and then give up the shop. This kind of result is too frustrating!

Therefore - Novia chose the third way this time.

She rolled up the wide sleeves of her wizard robe, squatted down, and planted a seed in front of the store.

"What kind of plant is this?" Tony had a bad feeling when he saw the plant-like things. Every time Novia had a relationship with a plant, the final result was something big!

"The seeds that Jimmy gave me before he left can grow his vines. I thought you were impressed by that thing?!" Novia replied in a very brisk tone, remembering the story of Tony lifting the plane.

"Jimmy? I thought that guy was called Kevin?" Tony said uncertainly.

The two stared at each other for a long time before Novia was sure it was just a joke on his part.

The crux of the problem is that she doesn't remember the temporary name she gave the purple man, there are not so many opportunities to call him by his name in life, and Tony is not the kind of person who can remember names, he just instinctively feels that The purple man's name would be similar to the head stylist you might find in a barber shop.

Of course, no personal attacks meant.

In that case, let's call him 'Jimmy' for now.

"So that's not his original name, right? Is he a fugitive? How did you know each other?" Tony asked Novia in a low voice, avoiding the twins.

Novia selectively ignored his question.

She took out the wand that she had never used since she got it, imitated the movement she saw Snape waving the wand before, and said a spell that she didn't understand.

Although it was already late at night, standing outside the shop, you could still see the sunken roof, like an invisible monster that took away the sharp corners of the roof, and the outline of the whole building was incomplete and dilapidated in the dark night. It is not too much to be a ruin.

The wizards who moved out of the shop one by one had no time to carefully observe the loss of the shop.

But the seeds of hope germinated in such a situation where no one cares about it——in the snow compacted by Novia, a small scream broke through the snow layer. What came out of it looked like a winter bamboo shoot, but the growth of this seed was much better than that of the winter bamboo shoot.

The fresh green seems to have grown up in the cold winter wind. The tender green keeps deepening, with a bit of dark gold in the details. The rhizome is already as thick as an arm, expanding continuously, and climbing up the doorpost of the nearest shop. .

The vines leaned on the cracks and began to weave their own patterns against the laws of nature. A stone wall collapsed, while the building made of plants was slowly taking shape. The old things were replaced by new ones; just like the old history, Also began to be covered up by new stories.

When the vine grew to the height of a person, it gradually attracted the attention of the wizards who were saying goodbye.They were stumbled for a moment, chatting in twos and threes about the situation in front of them, and then, it was the patron saint running in the dark night-running to tell each other.

More and more wizards came out from their homes, and the dark windows on both sides of Diagon Alley shone with light again.

A beautiful pointed corner grew from the top of the vine, replacing the original roof full of age.

Novia took back the wand in her hand, and she was in a good mood: "I have always liked Weasley's joke shop, it has such tension, and it turns a period of tense and fearful years into a unique experience. I also think that , wizards need another shop that is different from others to mobilize everyone's depressed mood!"

Just this night, just next to the joke shop - the pure natural and pollution-free green house was officially completed.

The wizards onlookers grew their mouths. For a long time, they didn't play the normal function of their mouths. They just kept drinking the cold wind in the winter night and couldn't find words to describe it.

"So... is this some modified plant?"

"It's an improved magic."

Novia only planted the most common pothos, and the key to change lies in the person who activates the ability.

Tony looked at Novia suspiciously, he really wondered if this was really just a miracle caused by the seeds left by the man 'Jimmy' or whatever he called it.

But when Novia turned to look at him, he sighed, walked to Novia's side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

"That's it. It's hard for me to tear down this store now. We're going to keep it going, right?"

Novia tilted her head and smiled at Tony. Her eyes were shining brightly, as if a river of stars gathered in the cold night, just like the clear summer night sky.

Tony remembered the smile.

He may never forget.

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Malfoy Manor was completely under pressure.

Death Eaters, completely wrapped in black robes, walked through the corridors, and the new, well-maintained red carpet looked dull and dilapidated with the night.Under the flickering candlelight, the Death Eaters who walked by did not make a sound under their feet.They were in a hurry, as if there were some life-swallowing monsters in this manor.

They were like ghosts in the night, or—the ghosts of the Dark Lord.

"I need someone to explain to me what's going on!"

"It's all Snape! He's a despicable traitor!" Bella's wounds haven't been healed yet, and she doesn't care about the pain in her body at all, "If he didn't stop me, the rest of the matter would not be occur!"

Judging from Bella's state, Snape was not paying attention when carrying her.When the witch was talking, some dust fell from the crevices in her hair from time to time.She was the only one in the room without a mask, the other being the Dark Lord.

The Death Eaters standing around were silent. This was not a banquet scene where they could indulge a little. For them, as the Dark Lord became more and more crazy, such opportunities were actually becoming less and less.

"Shhhhh! Bella!" The Dark Lord's voice was mingled with the sound of Nagini's scales scraping against the ground.He turned his back to the Death Eaters, but his servant could still clearly sense that he was pointing at one of the crowd: "Snape, my loyal servant, let me hear your explanation."

The Dark Lord was never a just monarch.

Snape took a step forward, this night was a frightening experience for him.After drinking the refreshing potion, he left Spider's End, cleaned up the mess for Novia, took Bella away, and then let the crazy woman bring the matter to the Dark Lord.

Snape's heart was beating crazily, and his nerves were beating non-stop. He couldn't tell whether it was the negative effect of staying up all night, or the fear of the Dark Lord. He tried his best to sort out the logic, and explained in a respectful low voice : "I just don't want to sabotage your plan! Bella is doing it all out of her own way! She can't actually deal with those people, or control her own behavior. When I went, I was with her She sent all the Death Eaters back, and she attacked one of them."

Snape paused. It wasn't entirely a lie, but he had no intention of competing with Bella over the pitch of his voice.

In fact, Snape's voice was drowned out by Bella's angry curses.

Some of the Death Eaters moved slightly.Those who left early, if they knew that Diagon Alley could grow a house when they left, they might think about it and accompany Bella to complete the attack.

But now, it's too late to say that.As a group of Slytherins, they had to remember what happened this time - it was Snape who protected them from the Dark Lord.

If there is a chance to carry out activities next time, they will all consider whether to continue to fight with Bella.

The Dark Lord turned at last, and there were only two hollows in his pale face, a face more resembling a snake than a man, a face that any sane person would despise.But where Voldemort was under pressure, those Death Eaters held the painful Dark Mark on their arms, and wherever he looked, those people lowered their heads.

Bella stared at her monarch in fascination, her eyes filled with mad admiration, but also awe.

She finally quieted down and stopped talking.

The Dark Lord drew his wand.

After a brief few minutes, only the sound of a spell could be heard in the hall.

——"Pull out the heart and bite the bone!"

This spell was used more than once in the hall.Nagini, who was lying at the feet of the Dark Lord, raised his head lazily. The boa constrictor spat out a snake letter. It was probably the only creature other than Voldemort that could move freely.

Those who participated in the mission that night rolled on the ground in pain - the Dark Lord likes to see his servants react to his punishment, and no one can endure a few minutes of heart-piercing without screamed.

The Death Eaters who watched the execution clutched their arms tightly, the marks under their robes were red and hot, and they received the same dire warning. ——The Dark Lord believes that pain can help them remember the lesson and complete the task better next time.

Draco, who was standing with his parents, bit his lips tightly, fortunately, no one could see his frightened tears because of the mask.Lucius could only temporarily ignore his son's fear.He began to dig out the Novia Reeves he saw that day from his memory, but he couldn't remember what Novia looked like, only vague fragments about the future...

Maybe it's time for him to find a time to pay a private visit to this witch from a foreign country.