After a few seconds, seeing our joy at our safe return fade, Hagrid frowned, "There should be two more students—Hornby and the girl from Beauxbatons?"
Anyway, there's no guarantee of safety here, and you can't help you, so let's head back to the castle.Let's go, it's okay, the professors will take care of the rest......"
I didn't hear the rest of the story, I apparitioned back to the cemetery after making sure there were no dark wizards around for the last time.I watched not far away, and saw Voldemort furious, the Death Eaters listening in a circle, and Boyle and the cauldron (including the other boyle inside) missing."
Why is this happening—wands!"
He roared, and the circle of Death Eaters trembled with the size of his decibels.“…… I need to know the connection, the reason, why this is happening!
”Shout, shout, the louder you shout, the more no one will have the time to be alert to the movements around you......
Actually, I wanted to shout just like Voldemort, because I was so proud after I got rid of Golev that I forgot Boyle's original intention, and he wanted to use the Return Charm to summon the revenant, the brainless guy.I regretted letting him go for less than ten minutes, I was in a hurry just now, I couldn't kill Boyle, at least I should have remembered to lift the potion potion!
Stupidity!
Return Curse.Theoretically, he can help powerful wizards summon departed souls, supplemented by the dark magic of evil sects to create bodies - this is why Vicky Boyle is soaked there, she is a distant relative to her mother, satisfies the requirements of dark magic blood, and is ideal at the age of youth, so it is not surprising that Boyle chose her body to hold the carrier of summoned souls.But the reason why the dark magic is called the dark magic is because it is evil, out of control, and unpredictable, and my mother told me that she and Aunt Debbie had summoned Smith with the Return Charm a long time ago, and what happened later became a nightmare that they had not been able to dispel for many years."
You can use any porcelain magic, do whatever you like," Mom and Aunt Debbie looked tired and evasive at the mention of the spell, "but never, never touch that spell, no matter who you want to resurrect—there is no such thing as a resurrection."
Imprint this sentence into your soul, understood?
Don't, use, return spells, even if any of us die—even if I die!
”Boyle, this fool!
I looked around a few times, and no matter how angry I was after making sure that Boyle had long since left, I had to return to nothing.I apparitioned to the edge of Hogsmeade's way to the school, shaking the dust off my body, looking at the school in the distance, knowing that at least my family was waiting there, and my mood was a little better.Trotting all the way back to Hogwarts, along the way I saw the students on the Durmstrang boat on the lake frowning and pointing in this way, their headmaster didn't know where to go, but even though the students were talking and probing their brains, none of them stepped off the boat, and they even put away the gangway.Beauxbatons on the hunting ground was closed and couldn't see much of a name, but the loss of two students was certainly enough to keep them busy.The school gate was locked, and I rushed inside to take a look, and it seemed that everyone had been gathered in their own house to count the numbers......
"Come in, Vincent!"
”The door suddenly opened, and I was slightly startled to see the little dean of our hospital."
Ah, thank you."
I dodged through the iron door, but he didn't bother to lock it, but looked out, "Sirius is waiting for you in Hogsmeade."
You haven't met?
”"Huh?
I didn't see him - I moved straight onto the path. ”I turned around to go back to him, but the dean stopped me and said, "Hey, no need to go back, he's already here." ”I followed his gaze, and Sirius appeared in view, apparently galloping all the way back from Hogsmeade.He didn't slow down when he approached the gate of the castle, I thought he was going to knock me away, but I didn't expect him to pick me up: "Are you alright, Vincent?"
”"Well, it's fine at all."
I grinned.It feels good to be picked up by my dad with care - it's a completely different thing from the joy of killing Goloff with his own hands.The latter is intense and uplifting, while the former feels warm and relaxing."
You're running all the way back?"
The dean pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to him."
Thanks—don't mention, Hogsmeade doesn't have a broom left," he said, turning his handkerchief, and seemed to wrinkle his nose at the Ravenclaw-style handkerchief, before wiping the sweat from his forehead with him, "I'm so tired that I'm about to turn into a dog—that's not the point, Vincent, you're taking too much risk to go back to the Death Eaters alone!"
We don't know where you and Harry were taken, and we're in a hurry!
What are you trying to do when you are so reckless," Sirius began......
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Although I don't think the problems he pointed out to me were to the point, at least it wasn't a rash move for me to go back alone.He and the dean led me to the infirmary: "Anyway, let's go to the school infirmary first for a thorough examination in case there are any hidden injuries, and by the way, help us figure out what happened this afternoon."
Hagrid and Harry—the wound on his arm had been healed when I left the castle—said you hurried back to find two other students?
”"Speaking of which, Harry, why didn't you ......
"Accompany him?"
I was a little surprised, after all, I wasn't the one who was hurt and frightened and needed urgent attention, in fact, I was fine, it was just a normal battle, I didn't feel like I had anything to worry about......
"What?
”Sirius didn't hear me continue, and turned his head to ask with concern."
Nothing."
I understood that he did not see me as a warrior, but as a fragile child, and if my mother knew about it, he would definitely disdain it: this would corrode the child's willpower.I looked at him again and wrinkled my nose, maybe that's what my mom said, only fools get caught by slivers.But......
It's nice to be treated like a child who needs to be cared for - well, am I getting stupid too?
I shook my head in amazement and followed them to the school doctor's room, and before I could get closer, I saw my roommate Phillips standing guard by the door of the medical room, comforting the girl and looking this way.He saw me, and then swept behind us, his face a little uglier, and strode towards us."
What about Vincent, Benelli and Lydia?"
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”My face sank when I thought of Boyle, who was obsessively trying to use the Return Charm and took Vicky Boyle and the pot of potions with him.They probably misunderstood, and Sirius immediately said, "It's not your fault, Vincent. ”The diminutive said, "I know you've done your best. ”Phillips gave me a second look.There were only the headmaster, the school doctor, and the wounded Harry, and the school doctor insisted on examining me, but I didn't have anything to do, causing a little argument.I'd say she's doing this out of suspicion and contempt for my magical abilities, and I'm not going to allow someone who doesn't know the details to check my body - I'm not a fool without vigilance......
Not vigilant?
What's not vigilant?
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What was I thinking?"
Let me check that I won't lose face, for Merlin's sake, do you have less time to recuperate with me?"
Madam Pomfrey suddenly grabbed me and sat me down on an empty hospital bed, startling me, and then she handed me a bottle of potion: "Drink!"
”I was holding the recovery potion in my hand, and I couldn't figure out what was going on.Wait, those hysterical memories in my head - I drank that potion!
I opened my sleeve and looked at my watch, and it was exactly ninety minutes.It's all happened just now......
"Hurry up and drink it." ”Madam Pomfrey almost wanted to do it: "I didn't give you □□, child. ”"Oh, yes, yes, ma'am."
I hurriedly swallowed the potion."
I'm sorry Vincent, and Harry," Professor Dumbledore said suddenly, "and because of the urgency of the situation right now—what we've been fearing has finally happened.I'm afraid I'll have to squeeze a little of your rest to figure out what the hell is going on. ”He paused for a moment before he said, "I know it can be painful to repeat these things, we have lost our sincere friends and regained our terrible enemy......"
"Who?
Who died?
”I almost cried out, and in an instant the memory came to me with the answer, and my mind conjured up Lydia's disgraced face, and her last impression was clearly that she was discussing the humorous and thoughtful George with great interest!
Fleur suddenly turned her head and rushed out of the school doctor's office, Dan Qi nodded at us, and then chased after us.And I suddenly remembered the other student who did not know his whereabouts, and the cold attitude of my own indifference just now, and I wanted to jump up in remorse: "Benelli!
He doesn't know where he's going yet—Headmaster, we need to hurry up and find out where he is......"
"Don't get excited, Professor McGonagall has already led someone to look for him," Dumbledore motioned for me to calm down, "and what we need to do now is to restore the original nature of this afternoon's events and learn as much as we can about our opponents." ”I ......
I said that I had to go out and join the search, and then I saw Professor Dumbledore's calm blue eyes, which were calm and calm after a long time, and I looked into his calm eyes, tried to calm down, resisted the urge to run outside and wander aimlessly, and sat back.If something happens to Benelli, I'......
Why did I lose control after using that potion?
That's no longer imitation of thinking, but a transformation of thinking, I almost seem to have completely become Vincent, not Jiang Jin who is trying to solve the problem with Vincent's thinking!
Merlin's beard!
It's all crazy.Madam Pomfrey closed the infirmary's door from the outside with a soft click, and I jerked my head to see the concerned stares of the others.Sirius stuffed me with a glass of warm sugar water and added a couple of pillows behind my back so I could lean on comfortably, but I couldn't relax."
Are you okay?
Maybe you should rest a little longer. ”The principal said."
No problem.I'm okay. ”I was anxious to get to the bottom of what had happened in advance, and to try to find some useful information so that I could make the next action more effective.Harry then began to tell how he had received an anonymous letter claiming to know Skeeter's secrets, and in doing so, pointed him to Hogsmeade.Outside the woods there, Ron and Hermione were entangled by two gypsies who suddenly appeared, and they couldn't leave, and he saw that ten minutes had passed since the appointed time, so he went to the woods by himself.Harry was annoyed with himself, "I don't know......
But Skeeter!
We wondered too much how she managed to come up with so many secrets, first Hagrid, then Hermione, and then Vincent......"
"The bait is to have this irresistible characteristic," Professor Dumbledore reassured, "It means that the person knows you very well and knows how to lure you out of a more comforting place." ”"I've lost some of my vigilance myself, I'll admit," Harry said, pursing his lips, "It's been too quiet lately, it's like ......"
"It's like Voldemort's thing is wrong news," Dumbledore said he understood, "that's what he wants."
Let those who know the truth drop their vigilance.After all, people always yearn for comfort, and we always find all kinds of reasons for comfort to relax our tense nerves. ”Harry probably felt that Dumbledore was too lenient for his mistakes, and he was a little embarrassed.Perhaps because Dumbledore's attitude showed that he would not make a lot of accusations and criticisms, Harry was noticeably more relaxed.He spoke of the parchment that was flying around, and then mentioned me: "......
Vincent said he saw something and chased him out. ”I was grabbing my hair hard because of what I had been doing in those ninety minutes, and realizing that both Dumbledore and Sirius were looking at me, I quickly said, "Oh yes, I saw him, he was wearing a black robe with a hood, he couldn't see his face, and I couldn't tell who he was by his form."
I chased him down the hill and the thing was glowing when I got back. ”"That means there were at least two guys around at the time, and the one you left when you left converted the parchment into a portkey — it doesn't sound like that portkey was set up in advance."
Sirius said."
The guy I'm chasing is probably a woman," I recalled, and asked pointedly, "Speaking of which, how many students are missing from Beauxbatons?"
”"Two, as far as I know."
Dumbledore said."
Bruce Boyle and Elaine Golloff?"
I confirmed."
Those are the two names."
He looked at me and waited for me to explain why I was asking.I leaned wearily on the pillow that had been erected: "They have a deal with Voldemort.The idiot helped Voldemort find a place to live, presumably in the home of some Death Eater, and Voldemort promised him to cast a spell for him. ”I saw Harry's eyes widen in surprise, and he slowly added, "At that time, you were telling me, well, you know, Lydia's thing, I probably didn't hear their arguments. ”"Voldemort still has Wormtail by his side, why does he need a student to help him settle himself?"
Sirius frowned at Dumbledore.Dumbledore said: "What we can analyze is that his followers have all changed their positions after his disappearance, which must have made Voldemort more suspicious, and his plans have all been disrupted since Crouch Jr. was imprisoned, so he certainly wouldn't show up without relying on it, or let the only one he could use show up and go door to door seeking refuge." ”"So, a seventeen-year-old boy, can Bruce Boyle give him a bit of confidence?"
Sirius asked, a little confused, and then immediately found the answer himself, and he said heavily, "House Boyle!"
”Professor Dumbledore thought a little further, "As far as I know, after the first project, when we knew exactly where Voldemort had finally appeared, Mr.
Boyle, and sometimes Miss Golloff, were not very content to stay here.They frequented various locations, and Madame Maxim told me that they were traveling, and that she could not control them, after all, Boyle's identity was there. ”"Did he always want to find Voldemort?"
Harry said incredulously, "What's in it for him to resurrect Voldemort?"
”"There's a spell, and Voldemort is probably the only person he can think of who is suitable to perform it," I fiddled with the empty potion bottle, "that spell would require someone with a considerable amount of death to cast it." ”"Did you mean he was on the verge of death?"
Harry asked, "But in that case, there are a lot of qualified wizards in the hospital." ”"The one who breathes of death is the one who has sent away many souls of the dead," said the headmaster, "or rather, a man whose hands are dyed with blood because of his own selfish desires and who have little light in their hearts."
Their hearts are full of gloom and darkness, and the curse of the innocent undead is wrapped around them, so they simply cannot radiate the vitality that normal life generally has.Life is the opposite of death, and it clashes with the magic of many evil black magic - if you force a wizard with a pure heart to perform black magic, the probability of success will be significantly reduced, or even impossible. ”"He wanted to summon Helen back. ”I pinched the bridge of my nose.Dumbledore was slightly surprised, then said calmly, "His psychology is understandable, but it's impossible.The dead cannot be resurrected, not even the most powerful sorcerers. ”"That depends on how we define 'resurrection,'" he said, nodding the potion vial, turning it into a porcelain stone, watching with a little awe and annoyance as it glowed with a subtle and gentle sheen: "That incantation is very powerful, brute force, and so pure that it can pull the souls of the dead back from the underworld......"
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"If that's the principle, then I'm skeptical of its effectiveness," Dumbledore said sensibly, "It goes against the grandest laws of nature in the world."
A soul is as small as a grain of sand in the sea compared to the magical power required to defy nature. ”"So the spell will tear the soul apart, and the remnants of the summoned undead will dissipate after a while attached to a body that does not belong to them.And at that time, this person will be completely gone, and she will disappear from the world forever, leaving not even a little comfort for the living. ”This is the return curse.
[Note] This setting was added by me, and the original text does not mention whether the good or evil of wizards has an impact on the success rate of black magic.The author has something to say: I found that the collection now changes at a rate of two per new chapter. . .whathappened？！！。。
By the way, for the rest of the children's shoes who still haven't canceled their collections, I can guarantee that the style and level of my writing will not be affected by this, and I will still write stories that I think will be appealing.Don't go against your heart~ (Will this collection fall even more after speaking-,-) Chapter 85 Break (2) Dumbledore thought for a moment and concluded: "We got a reliable inference, Bruce wanted that spell to work - maybe he found a lot of unqualified people halfway through - and finally found Voldemort who was dormant from our pursuit and made a deal with him.One side provides the other with the resources and means to reshape the body, including as a second spy to break into Hogwarts; In exchange, the other party casts a spell for him that is said to summon the undead......
It looks like a good deal for both parties to be profitable.Harry, you go on to say, what happened to you after you were taken away by the portkey?
”The atmosphere in the school infirmary was painful—it was time to talk about Lydia's death.Harry said, "The next second we found ourselves standing in a cemetery.Lydia told us to be vigilant and to read all the Defence Against the Dark Arts that we could use......
I saw the nearest tablet with Tom Riddle's name written on it. ”The Headmaster frowned slightly, told us Voldemort's real name at that time, and whispered Harry to continue."
I realized that something was wrong, and reminded them to be careful—Wormtail suddenly appeared, holding a package that appeared to contain a baby, and first chanted a spell to Benelli, the Avada Death Spell......
Benelli dodged, but fell, and Lydia pounced on him and grabbed him about to apparition......"
"She's not skilled in shapeshifting spells, and can't take two people with her at once. ”I explained."
I know," Harry whispered, "and she promised to come back and take me in shapeshift......
But Wormtail was faster than her, Vincent, and the green light chased after them as they spun and vanished.I wasn't sure if they were okay, but then I connected with Voldemort's wand - she came out of the tip of Voldemort's wand, and I'm sorry, and then, and then there was an old Muggle man, and mom and dad......"
The headmaster speculated that it was probably something like a flashback charm, and both Harry and Sirius looked sad and sad.After a while, Harry went on to tell how Voldemort had come back to life, and the Death Eaters, this time presumably with Bruce, an outsider, present, and Voldemort not all of them by name."
Oh yes, I remember, he only named Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, saying I was able to get there thanks to their family......"
Harry paused for a moment before looking at Dumbledore: "Headmaster, the one who led me into the woods with Skeeter's secret - it can't be Malfoy!"
”Without waiting for the Headmaster to speak, Harry said excitedly, "There were two Death Eaters surrounding us in the woods at the time, and one of them was a woman—it was obvious that wasn't it, Malfoy's family—" "Harry, don't get too excited," Sirius pressed him back to his bed and said gloomily, "I'll make that family pay something." ”Headmaster Dumbledore also looked a little angry, but he still kept a clear head, and analyzed something, and said, "It seems that the Death Eaters that Bruce found for Voldemort are the Malfoys."
We've been behind schedule since Bruce and Voldemort got in.I didn't think much of Voldemort's reliance on two students to help him get in touch with Harry in this matter......"
"Sorry, Professor......"
I always thought there was something wrong with Boyle, but never took it to heart.When Dumbledore approached me to get to know him, I didn't tell the Headmaster all about his madness."
You don't have to blame yourself too much, I haven't thought much about him myself," the principal said, "and it's worth reflecting on."
But from the information I have received, Boyle did indeed act from the position of anti-pureblood, and it was really unexpected that he helped Voldemort at a critical moment.And he had the eloquence to convince Voldemort that he was making a deal with him - maybe the student's level of magic was not very high, but he still had the potential to do great things. ”"Not very high in magic?"
Harry said in a "you're kidding" tone, "He's a Beauxbatons warrior!"
”I answered Harry's doubts, "He's learned porcelain magic - if he can't afford to hold on to the pressure of porcelain, his head will be messed up at best, but Helen has probably managed to help him a little bit in this regard."
Aside from the pressure on his head from the porcelain stone, Bruce didn't have much magical foundation at all, and the Boyle family never believed him. ”"He's a little powerless when he deals with that dragon, and that's why."
Sirius touched his chin.The conversation then shifted to someone who was noticeably more serious and worrisome—Lord Voldemort.The three of them looked worried about how he would return, what his plans were for the future, and what to do about it, and I sat and listened silently until my name was mentioned later, and I woke up from my fugue and looked at Dumbledore, who repeated what he had just said: "We just talked about Malfoy, Lucius and Narcissa and we have no evidence to accuse - as for Draco, speaking of which, several of Voldemort's children are studying in Slytherin, even if these children really can't do much of it, Once I follow his instructions, the consequences of acting indiscriminately will also be tricky for me.So can I ask you one thing, Vincent?
”I nodded."
I can't keep an eye on the students all day to see what they're up to, so could I ask you to keep an eye on a particular Slytherin student if you can?"
He waved his wand, and a roll of parchment fell into my hand, remembering families entangled with the forces of the dark arts.The principal said, "In my opinion, this person is the right person to choose you." ”When I said yes, he added, "Malfoy, in particular, must have had access to more action after the family had done something so big for Voldemort."
I hope you ......"
Before the headmaster's words were finished, there was a sudden commotion outside the school doctor's room, and then the door was pushed open vigorously, and Madam Pomfrey, not knowing whether to stop the man, followed worriedly, and Professor Flitvier's shout came from behind: "Welcome back, Benelli!"
It's okay!
”The atmosphere wasn't as cheerful and excited as Professor Flitwick's, and Beni glared at me with murderous eyes and walked in angrily."
Benelli, you're okay, thank goodness!"
I looked at him and saw that he didn't have any major wounds, and I stood up to greet him, uh, yes, his fist — and it was easy to expect that I wanted to beat myself up myself, and Benelli helped me get my wish to be beaten.I staggered back a few steps, reached the cabinet, touched my nose with my fingers, felt the blood, Benelli was not relieved at all, he took two steps forward and grabbed my collar, threw his wand to the side, raised his fist again, Sirius quickly separated us: "Whoa, whoa, calm down, calm down, okay?"
”The author has something to say: relatives visited.It hurts to die and comes alive OTZ.I feel very uncomfortable to write two chapters of the very tense conflict, but I want to commit suicide in pain-,- so I only apologize for this today.And the end of the fourth year before the end of the month seems to be a bit hanging O (≧ mouth ≦) O.AhhhhChapter 86 "Oh, are you hiding behind your dad at this time?"
”Benelli tried twice and couldn't break through Sirius' defenses.I walked around Sirius, and he tried to stop me, but I persistently walked around while whispering, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”Benelli said coldly: "This is not certain. ”The atmosphere was so bad that I felt like I couldn't explain the chaos of ninety minutes: "I owe you an apology, Benilli, I shouldn't have thrown you there and ran back first......"
"You don't have to apologize for this," Benelli said scathingly, "What position do I have to ask you to stop and think about me?"
Just because I think I'm your best friend?
Or are you dependent on my house for three years, and we all treat you as family?
I'm self-aware, Vincent, no one can care about anyone at the moment, right, each according to his ability, if I ask for anything, it will be vexatious......"
"It's not vexatious," I tried to redeem something: "I should have taken you with me, and even if I stayed there together, I shouldn't have slipped away alone—" "Oh, then you're really walking your word with you." ”Benelli sarcastically said.I tried to finish: "I'm not bragging about it afterwards, I really should......
If it's me - this is what a friend should do, since ......"
"Since you mentioned a friend!
”Benelli was stimulated by a word I said, and his slightly controlled emotions rose again: "Didn't you think about asking Lydia how it was?"
I mean, her corpse?
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Poor Lydia, she always thought she was friends with us, while she was alive!
”"Oh, Lydia!
God, I'm sorry, I mean......"
I said sorry again, and I felt that my words were insincere.Worried about Benelli's well-being, I remembered Lydia's corpse, which I had left in a corner of my memory."
Calm down, you two, there is no problem solved by the needless dispute now.It is true that Mr.
White lacks composure in his dying moments, nor does he care for his companions; And Mr.
Hornby, if you blame your companions for all these tragedies, isn't that too merciful for our true enemy, Voldemort and his Death Eaters?
”Dumbledore softened his voice a little, and when Benelli regained his composure, he asked, "What happened to make you so out of control, can you tell us, Mr.
Hornby?"
Benelli didn't insist on attacking me anymore, he slowly reached into his bosom and pulled out a small clay pot from his bosom, and although he was trying to control it, his voice grew stronger and stronger, and it took him a lot of effort to get the name of Lydia out of it.We were filled with a bad feeling of premonition, and we struck a worried and even horrified gaze on the jar in his hand."
She's here."
Benelli said word for word: "They burned him - the Muggles there thought she was a witch." ”The room immediately lost all movement, Sirius nearly slapped the cup in his hand, the Headmaster stood up, and Harry and Madam Pomfrey let out exclamations."
Impossible!
It's the twentieth century now!
”Harry said incredulously.The inhabitants of Hangleton were not mistaken for Lydia, even though she was not responsible for the earth-shattering visions in the cemetery, but it was true that she was a witch, but because the Muggles burned the right people, it touched the pain of all wizarding history.Burning wizards, the weak, ignorant and rough Muggles can come up with the most heinous way to do it, perhaps now because of the natural pride of wizards, no one will be obsessed with recovering that account, but this is not to say that there are no real wizards among the Muggles, especially the Muggles of the Middle Ages, who were captured and burned in large numbers, nor that the sensitivities/sensibilities of wizards are not touched when their fellow citizens are considered heretics and fall into incineration.Dumbledore stepped forward and carefully took the clay pot, sighed, and said, "We need to inform Lady Maxim of this bad news." ”"Those damn Muggles......"
Anger burned my head, and I subconsciously grabbed my wand and wanted to rush to Hangleton: "They're dead." ”Benelli crossed his arms and said coldly, "So you want to commit a few more murders, huh?"
”Sirius and I froze at the same time, amazed at how much I was becoming more and more unable to think and judge calmly and effectively, and horrified to find that Vincent's mental inertia had not gone with the drug.Sirius, on the other hand, kept his head in my tracks, staring keenly at Benilli and asking, "What do you mean by 'again'?"
”Benelli closed his mouth tightly and glanced at me quickly, apparently he hadn't expected to slip his mouth on the matter."
Vincent?"
Dumbledore looked at it seriously, "What is he talking about?"
”Benelli hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said with a humble eye: "That's a slip of the tongue...... and I suddenly felt that this mess was annoying, and I didn't want to hide or cover up anything, so I simply interrupted Benelli's maintenance, and said with a broken jar: "I used a life requisition."
Harry was busy wrestling with Voldemort and didn't see it, and I killed Elaine Golloff of Beauxbatons with the Requirition Curse. ”Sirius and Dumbledore exchanged worried glances, and Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth."
So what are you going to do - I used the Unforgivable Charm, and I should have stayed in Azkaban."
With my hands in my pockets, I began to estimate the conditions of the wizard's prison, and it suddenly occurred to me that it would be nice if I were trapped there, and at least I could rest assured that I was now unforeseen in an irrational and apparently unaccustomed act of my own; And if this situation is allowed to continue, and the reckless action that does not care about the order at all continues, I myself do not know what terrible consequences will be, or the most terrible consequence is obvious, that is, death—even if the order does not do anything, sooner or later I will have to pay the price of blood for this reckless and reckless rush, and see what dangerous things I have done in the past ninety minutes!