High Magic Earth

It’s a sensation. Most people on the scene have seen Harry Potter. Even if they didn’t, it’s because of a lot of events such as wizards and dragons.

In this, Mike immediately recognized Dumbledore's actions.

During this period, Dumbledore liked to use the telepathy to talk to people.

After the cooperation of Brian and Stan, Mike, who has followed Brian for the longest time, clearly realized Brian’s thoughts and plans, but if they were entangled by Dumbledore, their simple language trap would soon be caught. Seeing through, Mike immediately asked.

"What is the danger of retrieving people's memories?"

"...No danger." Dumbledore was still very honest. At this time, even if these people couldn't understand why his character was so bad, Dumbledore's nature would not change, and he rarely used dangerous spells.

"Then I will." Mike said.

His attitude was very determined, completely indifferent, "Look at my memory."

Brian and others didn't stop it, because it was planned by Brian, he had planned to do it for a long time, and Mike did not have any danger. As for Larry, no one would listen to him even if he wanted to stop it. .

On the contrary, Dumbledore was not so determined at first, "Why?" he asked.

"Look at my memory and you know why." Mike said. "The answers to all questions are in it."

Dumbledore stopped talking at once, and Muggles were Muggles after all. After all, Muggles were different from wizards. Even Dumbledore would not put Muggles and wizards on the same level.

He drew out a beautiful wand, gently waved it, and immediately a silver ribbon came out of Mike's temple and slowly floated in the air, following the guidance of the wand into Dumbledore's head.

As the silver band of light entered, Dumbledore closed his eyes and digested these memories.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Brian quietly poked Mike, who was still in a daze, and then asked, "Hey, stupid guy, remember what my name is?"

"You are Brian." Mike rolled his eyes, too lazy to ignore the idiot.

Brian's lips were boring, and at this time, Dumbledore had already digested Mike's memory. The memory he drew away was not very long. It can be said to be very short, about the last five to ten days.

"So... I'm not sealed in a statue by magic, I'm a statue myself." After a while, Dumbledore asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Brian looked at Dumbledore nervously. The most dangerous place was here, because he didn't know how Dumbledore would react.

"No wonder she didn't look right." Dumbledore pointed to the Statue of Liberty that was destroying New York. "It turns out she didn't belong here either."

Brian breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best situation. Dumbledore deserved to be Dumbledore. After learning the truth, he quickly accepted all of this. This seems to be the same reaction of all the statues after being resurrected by the slate.

"But why should I help you stop him, we are wizards, and you are Muggles, he is my kind." Dumbledore said indifferently.

"Protect the Muggles and clean the memory of Muggles, this should be the Ministry of Magic, oh... You have no Ministry of Magic in your world, we are the only two wizards." Dumbledore added.

Whether it is Dumbledore in his young age or Dumbledore in his old age, regardless of his personality, Dumbledore's level of intelligence has not diminished.

He is good at using people's hearts, and of course he is good at grasping people's hearts.

"You're right," Brian said. "I stood in front of a wizard, and I didn't know how to hide your magic, but why did you do it? I believe your heart is clear."

nzt is not just a rhetoric. What it can do is to make the most correct choice at the most correct moment. In the face of Dumbledore, Brian did not cheat.

He just looked at the young version of Dumbledore calmly. This character seemed a bit bad, but he still had a kind Dumbledore in his heart.

"Stupid Muggle." Dumbledore shook his head again, cursing in a low voice.

And when he raised his head again after a while, he had put on a calm expression, "I need a helper." He lifted his chin and said.

. . .

It’s said that it’s handsome for only three seconds, and it’s not long after Yi Huo turned his head to avoid the row of ice cones, he began to feel that his entire left face became numb. This numbness instantly evolved from the initial numbness to itching. The numb pain.

Yi Xiao subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then felt like something fell down, spread it out, not only the blood full of hands, but also the vague skin sticking to it.

"Damn..." Yi Xuan scolded, and even the tone became a little strange.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly lost light, and his entire left eye became dark.

A faint magic luster appeared in his hand, and the vague shadow was floating in the air in front of Yi Chou. That was his mirror reflection in the sky, squinting his remaining right eye. With the faint luster of the shadow, Yi Chou would soon see Clear your present appearance.

His entire left face has become completely bloody, his eyes have long fallen from his orbits, like rotten corpses, and even serious bones are exposed in serious places, but even stranger, Yi Chou did not feel much pain.

But as the temperature rose, he soon felt the pain in his left face.

"It's frostbite, and the extreme low temperature caused by magic..." Yi Xuan quickly judged his injury.

He lowered his head and immediately found that the right crown, back of the head and back of the Statue of Liberty were all invaded by cold, and a thin layer of ice crystals attached to it, where the freezing condensation, even the action of the Statue of Liberty became Abnormally strenuous.

Just a row of ice edges, but its power is terrifying.

Not only did the cold air radiate off half of Yi Chou's face, but even the cold that spread out directly froze most of the body of the Statue of Liberty.

But Yi Xiao knows that it is not the time to compare his magic and the power of the other side. If he does not heal his injury as soon as possible, as soon as the pain erupts, the biting pain will directly swallow Yi Xuan's reason and nerves. He will even deprive him of his mobility.

You know, the pain of half a face is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

Without hesitation, the first thing Yi Xiao sits is to use a spell to temporarily isolate his pain, and then take out a black crystal bottle from his arms, the matte light does not reflect the slightest brightness.

He twisted the bottle and poured the liquid inside his face and neck. Immediately, these pieces of meat that had been corroded and shed by frostbite grew crazy again. The meat was connected to the meat, and the blood vessels were connected to the blood vessels, as if they had just been melted by sulfuric acid. , Looks terrifying.

But this horrible situation soon disappeared, because the lost flesh and blood are recovering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Yi Xiao frowned, apparently also feeling uncomfortable because of the crazy recovery of flesh and blood. Thanks to this frostbite, the severe pain did not deprive Yi Xiao's reason in the first time, so he had enough time to heal himself, otherwise this The trouble caused by the injury to Yi Chou is definitely not so light.

The effect of the potion was immediate. In three breaths, Yi Chou’s face was restored to its original state, but his left eye was still missing, and the empty hole was like a black hole.

This potion can make bones and muscles, but it cannot directly grow such delicate organs as eyes.

Fortunately, the most important thing for Yi Biao is the logistical preparation. He took out an eyeball-like plant again, threw it into his mouth, and then chewed it, the juice splashed, and Yi Biao's empty eyes became blurred.

It's like there is a round ball flying inside, and it expands at the instant of inflation.

The ball became bigger and bigger, and finally evolved into an eyeball that occupied Yi Chou's eyes. The white eyes didn't have any black spots, but as Yi Chou stopped chewing, his eyeball also turned up and turned a circle. , Revealing the pupil hidden behind.

Yi Xiao always has some good potions and preparations at this time. Of course, such injuries can also be achieved using Yi Xiao's newly acquired silver tongue and other abilities, but this requires slow experiments.

He doesn't have time to study how to use silver tongue to recover his injuries, and Yi Chou is not bored to use himself as an experiment.

These potions were originally used in emergencies, but now this situation is really urgent, and Yi Chou is not hesitant at all.

At this point, Yi Biao's injury has completely recovered, but he also dare not look down on this strange wizard who suddenly made a noise. Although the other party has the advantage of sneak attack and surprise, he cannot deny his magical power.

"Who are you." Yi Xiao stood on the shoulder of the Statue of Liberty, controlling her to shake off the frost, turning around, protecting herself carefully, and then asked in a low voice.

The voice paused for a moment, and seemed to be made speechless by Yi Chou's decisiveness and changes in the presence.

After a while, the other party continued, "My name is Albus Dumbledore."

Along with his answer, a loud noise suddenly came from the building group not far below the Statue of Liberty, and Yi Chou immediately captured the other person's figure, which was a sphinx running in the middle of the car, and was As it ran, it seemed to blow up as the wind grew larger.

Almost not long after the voice fell, it became close to the size of the Statue of Liberty.

"Damn..." Yi Xuan cursed again. This was the second time he cursed. Looking at the figure with only black dots on the Sphinx, but with some familiar shapes, Yi Xuan suddenly thought What's wrong.

"There seems to have been a spread around here before." He suddenly realized.

. . .

"So... this is the helper you found for me?" Looking at the slap-sized sphinx, Dumbledore looked at Brian with an inexplicable look, as if he had been planted. The same as the death curse.

Brian shrugged. "It's true." He said, "This thing is quite powerful. Both the historical background and the combat effectiveness should be much stronger than the Statue of Liberty."

"I don't know what the idols you said are, but the gap between them is already obvious. Are you really an idiot Muggle."

"Of course not." Brian said. "Isn't the wizard's magic enough to make the object bigger. This is the most common thing in magic."

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "but you're sure... can that guy turn the same big thing into a living thing."

With that said, he pointed to Larry, who was doing nothing beside him.

It's not that the people present didn't trust Rui, but Larry's performance has shown that his ability is limited, and maybe he can still grow through exercise, but obviously not at this time.

"It's not a problem." But Brian apparently had a solution already, "Larry can make the small one alive first, and then you can make it bigger."

"The question now is... can you do it." Brian threw the question back to Dumbledore.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore's handsome brow furrowed slightly, "Is it a living creature."

"It's just a stone sculpture." Brian was a little strange, not knowing to shrug.

"No, I mean... Is it like me, was it a living creature before it became a stone sculpture."

"You are also a stone sculpture." Brian added, but he already understood what Dumbledore meant, "It's just a stone sculpture, its body is."

"This guy was built in front of a huge mausoleum, maybe a guard, on the Egyptian side. You are a wizard, don't you know Egypt."

"I remember... I haven't had time to go to Egypt." Dumbledore said.

Brian frowned a little, and Dumbledore's thinking seemed really a bit confused, just like the statues that Larry had seen just awake, there was this period of confusion.

Just now he and Stan just got together and just wanted to elicit the next thing, but he didn't expect it to tell the truth.

Statues don't have memories. All they have is just being statues, they are arranging around, moving and seeing the sights and memories seen in the storage place.

But Dumbledore now thinks he remembers something~www.wuxiaspot.com~Oh my god.

Brian suddenly felt that he should consider how the war between the two wizards ended.

Because the whole thing is not in a controllable state.

The effect of nzt is about to pass, not only his, but also Stan's. Brian's nzt effect is nothing, because he has taken an immune agent, and he just takes one more capsule.

But Stan's medicine has passed, which means he can no longer use his superb story control skills and write the stories he wants.

Stan's ability cannot be exerted. Many things not only cannot be solved quickly, but also become completely unsolvable.

What is needed now is not only Dumbledore’s ability to stop the Statue of Liberty from continuing to destroy New York, but more importantly, Stan will find a solution to all this in the remaining period of time.

Because the nzt effect disappears, it is probably less than a few hours. (To be continued.)