hp Ouroboros

The Easter holiday is here, Harry in the fourth grade not only has to deal with more and more homework, this year he also has an extra task-practicing wandless magic.

Although Sylvia's request only required that he be able to infuse magic power into a practice alchemy trinket without using a wand, but a few days before the holiday, Harry held the glass ball the size of a thumbnail tightly, He held his breath and blushed, almost dying, but the glass bead was completely unmoved.

"I'm telling you to adjust your magic power, not to hold your breath in a competition!" Camille took a paper tube rolled up from scratch paper and hit the back of Harry's head, 'Smack! ' hit up.

"Will this thing really light up?" Harry fiddled with the hair that was disheveled by Camille's slap, and turned the glass beads in his hand suspiciously.

Camille rolled his eyes, snatched the glass bead in his hand without saying a word, within two seconds, the glass bead lit up, and kept it steady while Camille glared at Harry. With the same brightness, he was speechless.

Nesting in the empty classroom occupied by the two seniors for a long time, while Harry was fighting with piles of homework and glass beads, Hermione was also in the empty classroom.

He had to admit frankly that Hermione was much better than him.Not only did Hermione quickly finish all her homework a few days before the start of the holiday, she also practiced with glass beads, and under the guidance of Senior Sister Sylvia, she completed what was said to be for Lestrange. A small portion of the illusion enchantment.Harry once walked over to their table and glanced at it. On the slightly yellowed papyrus, there were some things that seemed to him to be completely ghost paintings, and he couldn't expect to understand them in his life.

Fortunately, before the end of the holiday, Harry finally managed to light up the damn glass bead under Camille's 'guidance', and he was able to maintain it for 1 minute relatively steadily.

After the holidays, the summer semester begins. Usually, this means that Harry has to step up his training and prepare for the last Quidditch match of the season. The last project is about to start with little time left, and the declassification of Bellatrix Lestrange is also quietly under the public eye.

Finally, during Hogsmeade Week in early May, Harry and Hermione received a note from Headmaster Dumbledore - the two of them will go around Hogsmeade village normally with Camille and buy a pair of Pile up snacks and pretend to be invited to Professor McGonagall's cottage where Camille has been staying, from where Camille will take them straight to Slytherin Manor.

Early in the morning, Harry and Hermione nervously followed Camille out of the castle. Even when they arrived at Hogsmeade Village, which was full of laughter and new gadgets, they were rarely sullen.

Camille couldn't bear to see their nervous appearance, grabbed a handful of sour gum from the pile of sweets and snacks that he squeezed into Honeydukes and stuffed them directly into their mouths.

"Woooooo!" Camille covered their mouths, and Harry and Hermione, who couldn't make a sound at all, and couldn't spit out candy, wrinkled their sour facial features, and twisted their bodies to escape Camille's clutches. .

When Camille finally let them go, Hermione reluctantly swallowed the candy in her mouth, but Harry didn't come to stop the saliva that overflowed from his mouth, dripping all over the floor under Camille's disgusting gaze, even on his clothes. Both got some.

"Tsk, clean up the manor yourself later." Camille didn't intend to help Harry, who looked very embarrassed, and turned around and strode towards Professor McGonagall's cabin.

Hermione opened the butterbeer in her hand and took two quick gulps, then handed Harry another bottle, and then saved herself from the predicament of a sour tooth that was about to fall out. Camille asked in a low voice, "Who else is there today?"

"Me, Searle, Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Moody, Sirius, Lupine and you." Camille didn't say a word, and walked in directly after opening the door. .

After Harry and Hermione walked into the cabin, they put the snacks and drinks they were carrying on the small table behind the door. Before they could see what Professor McGonagall's room looked like, they were grabbed by Camille's shoulders.

"Do you know the port key? Three, two, one!" Camille said questions, but he didn't intend to give them time to answer.

The last thing Hermione saw was the Ouroboros ring glowing faintly white on the ring finger of Camille's left hand clutching her shoulder.

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Amid the nausea of ​​his navel being raised, Harry fell heavily on a lawn. Half a second later, Hermione appeared out of nowhere and fell on Harry's back.

"Oh! Sorry, Harry..." Hermione rolled away pale and got up.

"Um...it's okay..." Harry stood up, clutching his belly that had been elbowed by Hermione, and turned his head to look around where they were, trying to get distracted quickly so that he wouldn't just spit out his breakfast.

Camille stood where she was, her wizard robes were not even wrinkled, and after Harry and Hermione got over the nausea from the teleportation, she said, "This is the magic greenhouse area on the No. 12th floor, don't Walking around, we've got some...um, dangerous plants in this."

Even senior sister Camille thinks it is a dangerous plant? !Harry and Hermione glanced at each other, their faces turned pale with fright, and hurriedly followed Camille, suspiciously peeking at all the things that could be called plants on both sides of the small aisle.

After walking for two or three minutes, except that Camille shot and burned a section of gray tentacle-like vines that suddenly sprang out from under a certain boulder, their journey was fairly peaceful.

Following Camille out of the magic greenhouse, they walked down the spiral staircase all the way. This tower is bigger than all the towers in Hogwarts. They didn't come from the No.12 floor until the two of them were out of breath. When we reached the third floor, fortunately, Camille turned into the third floor familiarly and didn't go down any further.

The overall feeling of the third floor is not quite like a tower, but more like a castle. After they walked through several rooms with closed doors, they finally saw a room with an open door, and Camille turned in.

This is a very large room, almost as big as the Hogwarts auditorium. Even though there are already a few people standing in it, it is still empty and lifeless.

When Camille and the others walked in, people in the room turned their heads one after another. Sirius happily ran over and gave Harry a big hug. Lupine and Tonks also came over to greet them with smiles. Professor Snape was observing those standing The magical animal statues on the walls of the room didn't even give Harry and them a look. Professor Moody stood indifferently in the corner of the room, far away from everyone.

"This was originally planned as a room similar to a living room, but it seems that there are not many people who are appreciated by Salazar's mentor enough to need to use this place." Sylvia's voice sounded behind them, she and Professor Dumbledore And Professor McGonagall walked into the room together at this time.

"It seems that everyone has arrived." Sylvia looked around the room, nodded, and took out a stack of yellowed papyrus from a briefcase she brought, "Since they are all here, we don't want to waste It's time, let's start." After speaking, she took the papers and spread them on the ground according to certain rules.

Immediately behind, Hermione blushed and took out a stack of papyrus that looked much smaller than Sylvia's stack under the gaze of the others, squatting not far from Sylvia, and started Stitching work.Dumbledore, who rarely spoke, joined in quickly, taking out the papyrus from a small briefcase he was carrying, completely ignoring his long white beard and his mouth adorned with outlandish yellow stars. The purple robe was dragged on the ground, just squatting on the ground and laying it on the floor. The scene should be a little funny, but no one smiled, and everyone was solemn and stiff.

The papyrus on the ground gradually formed a circle one by one, and everyone gathered around the circle paved with papyrus according to what had been discussed in advance.

After putting away the last papyrus, Sylvia stood up and said, "Although everyone should know what we are going to do next, I still plan to explain it again. Miss Tonks, please... Thank you .” She nodded to Tonks who was standing at the door of the room instead of standing on the edge of the circle, and Tonks pointed out the door with his wand. When he entered the room, he was followed by a man floating in mid-air , comatose haggard woman.

Tonks levitated her onto the floor inside the papyrus circle, and stood aside—Bellatrix Lestrange, the notorious woman who had died under Snape's potion. Been comatose for two semesters.

"Everyone has seen that the circle on the ground is the illusion enchantment I designed. The black and dark green ink is the main part of the enchantment. In order to facilitate identification, I specially marked the magic nodes with red ink. Please come today Here, to put it bluntly, I invite you to be the source of human-shaped magic power." Sylvia shrugged, pointing to some red dots scattered on the ground in different places of the huge circular papyrus, "Dumbledore and I Professor Lido will be responsible for two, Camille, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Moody, Mr. Lupine and Mr. Sirius, each of you will be responsible for one node, Potter and Granger, the two of you will be responsible for one node."

"There are 11 nodes in total. According to ancient magic, 1 represents the newborn, and 11 represents the dying. They are the best numbers to cast illusion magic, but because it is really impossible for one node to support today's illusion, I had to use 11. Nodes—the more nodes there are, the higher the difficulty, so please be careful and careful."

"Please don't think that providing magic power to an enchantment is an easy task. I believe that everyone present should be familiar with wandless and silent magic—including Potter and Miss Granger. I saw Cam Arrange the exercises for you to do." Sylvia finally looked at Hermione and Harry next to her, and they nodded quickly.

"Very good, let's test it now." Sylvia stretched out a finger, and the tip of the finger lit up with a little white light. Pointing, Sylvia nodded in satisfaction and continued, "The maintenance of the enchantment is not like the instant activation of ordinary spells. The enchantment needs a stable, stable, and long-lasting supply of magic power. If anyone's node is not handled well, Our plan fell short this time, and I don't think a person as experienced as Lady Bellatrix will be fooled by the same illusion twice."

Everyone looked solemn. They fully understood the significance of this operation. They might really get to know Bellatrix. If things went well, they would be able to obtain one of Voldemort's Horcruxes in her hands.

Seeing that everyone understood their mission, Sylvia turned to Snape and nodded to him.

Snape took out a bottle of colorless liquid from his arms, which was the antidote he had prepared for several months.He picked out a few drops with his wand and flew them into Bella's mouth. Watching Bella swallow unconsciously, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. The most terrifying woman in the British wizarding world was about to wake up... .