'Pa~pa~pa~pa~'
A burst of lazy applause sounded a little drawl, and following the sound, Grindelwald's figure appeared on the stone platform high behind Harry.
"Ah~ the blood is flowing like a river."
His voice was also lazy, "The performance was much better than I expected, not bad Harry."
"I didn't hear any congratulations from your words."
Harry rolled his eyes in annoyance. This guy Grindelwald was probably by his side from beginning to end. If he had come out at that time, he wouldn't have chewed the Sorcerer's Stone directly, even though the current situation could be considered. Yes, there was no loss of blood, but what Harry wanted was Animagus, whether it was in the form of a fire dragon or a thunderbird, he was very eager for it.
And now?
Harry, who was so heartbroken that he could hardly speak, silently put his hand on the hard stone wall nearby. With a little force, he crushed a protruding rock the size of a human head.
It was like crushing a piece of soda cracker, and there was an indescribable feeling of relaxation and comfort.
"You are the wizard Harry, you have to remember that you are a wizard, Harry, although you really like to lift up the barbell in the gym and sweat like rain, letting the sweat soak through your vest, and let the dopamine and endorphins bring you unparalleled joy. "pleasure"
"But you are a wizard, Harry. You came to Hogwarts to learn magic, not to become a muscle club. Although muscles are cool,..."
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Harry, who was thinking about something in his mind, punched hard. This venting blow directly caused his arm to be embedded into the stone wall. Spider-web-like cracks spread everywhere, and the pain in his arm woke up. his mind.
When he pulled out his arm, the cracked bones had been repaired, and the thick skin showed no scars except for some dust stains.
After chewing the magic stone, the magic potion he drank was still effective after the time expired. This should have been a good thing, but this was only half the good thing. The magic stone extended the effectiveness time of the potion, but it was not permanent. The prolongation of magic relies on the fusion and collision of different medicinal materials. The disappearance of the medicinal effect is the consumption of the magic medicine itself. This is a consumption of physical properties, rather than the transformation of Animagus, which relies on changes. It's magic.
The magic stone can give 'eternity' in terms of magic properties, but it cannot make the consumption of materials return to zero. It can extend the potion's effectiveness, but it cannot make it permanent.
The elixir that Nicoléme drank did not just need to be drunk once. Instead, he needed to drink a new elixir before the effect ended to continue the effectiveness of the potion. In this way, he could make the body eternal and live until the soul was complete. decrepit.
The four potions present in his body have indeed greatly strengthened him, but as time goes by, this power will eventually disappear, maybe a month or two, maybe a little more, Harry chewed There wasn't much magic left in the magic stone itself, and it couldn't even brew an elixir. After purifying the magic for Harry, there wasn't much left to extend the effectiveness of the potion.
Use a permanent Animagus plus version, plus a super magic battery that can both feed people and enhance its own battery life, in exchange for not too much magic purification and magic potion effectiveness delay, no matter how you calculate it. A loss-making transaction.
The former needs to be strong and stylish, practical and practical, and versatile but versatile, but the latter should not be mentioned.
Although he helped Harry complete the so-called adventure, what is the practical significance of this? If Grindelwald had come out and knocked Voldemort down at that time, would he have reached this point?
Thinking of this, Harry looked at Grindelwald even more unkindly.
"You screwed me over, Professor."
This resentful gaze was fixed on Grindelwald, but the leader of the dark wizards, who was well versed in the ways of darkness, was not afraid at all.
"This is a punishment from fate, Harry. I have given you several months of preparation time, but who asked you to go to the appointment at the last moment?"
He smiled and spread his hands, not taking the blame at all.
"What's more, at that time, I hadn't witnessed the bloody ending in the prophecy. That was your stage. Naturally, I couldn't appear on the stage before the curtain call."
"I'll just treat it like this."
Harry, whose face turned a little dark, rolled his eyes. Grindelwald had said so, and he couldn't blame him.
"How about I give you some compensation?" Seeing Harry's dejected look, Grindelwald slightly curled his lips, as if he was holding back his joy, "Hufflepuff plus 100 points as a reward for killing Voldemort VII. One part of the soul.”
"A Centurion will give you ten points. Centurion will give you fifty points. Let me do the math. Hufflepuff will add four hundred and sixty points to reward you for your insignificant contribution to the fight against the Abyss."
"Thank you very much."
Harry, who was no longer able to complain, didn't know what to say. The House Cup was already a meat in Hufflepuff's mouth. When all the students were still in the negative due to the maximum penalty points on Halloween, Hufflepuff Patch had turned his score into a positive by the end of the term, thanks to winning the Quidditch Cup and Snape's selfless dedication.
The extra points he gave Harry were so generous. Every class started with a ten-point mark, and over time he gave Harry more than three hundred points.
"However, the points are still one hundred short." Harry pointed to his head, "It is two-sevenths of the soul."
"Oh, is it so?"
After hearing the news, Grindelwald's mood became a little higher, and he was no longer as lazy as before and wanted to go to bed.
"You actually did it and killed Voldemort's soul in your body?"
"This is really beyond my expectation."
"Two hundred points for Hufflepuff. Tell me how you did it. I'm a little curious."
A small round table and three chairs were summoned, and the fragrant dishes filled the table. Grindelwald kindly took Harry's hand and asked him to sit opposite him. This kind old man looked completely different from before.
"Al, don't just stand there stupidly. Come on, let's listen together to hear how our smart and outstanding little genius Harry deals with the soul fragments in his body."
The third chair is naturally not a decoration. It is not surprising that Dumbledore, who was supposed to be in Durmstrang, appears here. As a wizard who was favored and accompanied by a phoenix, Dumbledore almost wanted to go to the wizarding world. You can go wherever you want. The flame transmission of the phoenix cannot be blocked by the magic barrier set up by the wizard. Even in Hogwarts, Fox can bring people back and forth freely.
After being called out by Grindelwald, a white figure walked out of the air. Compared to Grindelwald, who was just a fun-loving person, Dumbledore had a slightly different look on his face. Harry had pointed at him just now. His nose was scolded, and all of this was his own handiwork. As one of the main protagonists of this incident, he was somewhat embarrassed when faced with this moment that exceeded his expectations.
"Harry."
Dumbledore, who quickly adjusted his expression and mood, smiled and spoke to Harry. His voice was gentle, with just the right amount of enthusiasm and kindness. With his white beard and white hair, he completely outdid Green in the persona of a kind old man. Devo's friendly expression and tone made Harry's annoyance disappear a lot.
"I'm really hungry."
Harry pursed his lips and began to immerse himself in his food a little rudely. He had to clear his mind. When facing these two big foxes, one black and one white, no preparation was too little.
Having never lived more than half their age in two lifetimes, I would definitely not be able to outplay the black and white demons in front of me. I could still win through bargaining, but the last word was to think about how to get more pocket money.
The enjoyable late-night snack session begins, and the bright white moonlight tonight seems to be about to dispel a hidden secret time.
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I’ll make up for it first. I should be able to get off work normally tomorrow and write more by then. It’s almost half past two and I can’t bear to go to bed first.
Any updates that are due will be made up, please wait a moment.
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