Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

After watching the previous fierce battle, Sebastian knew very well that although Voldemort was unable to cast many powerful spells due to lack of magic power in his body, this did not affect his superb skills in spells.

Even a simple crushing spell cast by Voldemort would be many times more powerful than an ordinary wizard.

Therefore, the strength that Voldemort has shown before is still better than that of most wizards. At least Sebas is not sure that he can defeat him.

"Sebas, why are you in a daze? Get me a few bottles of healing potion. And treat me some more by the way."

Lying on the ground, Bell's whole body could not stop twitching slightly, and from time to time, he could see a few wisps of blue-white arcs coming out of his body.

After the intense and exciting battle, Bell could no longer suppress the pain in his body. He could not even move a finger now.

"Oh? Oh! I'm sorry, Master!"

Being brought back to his thoughts by Bell's speech, Sebas quickly took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, squatted down, and slowly fed Bell to drink it.

Then, he used the transformation technique to transform into a large bathtub on the ground.

One bottle after another of healing potions was poured into the bathtub by Sebastian as if for free. After the bathtub was filled with potions, he carefully picked up Bell and put her in gently.

In the bathtub.

"Anyone who is good at healing spells! Come here!"

Sebas shouted at the action team members who were cleaning the battlefield not far away.

At this moment, the old housekeeper was very dissatisfied with these fools.

Didn't you see that the young master was injured like this? Didn't he come over to help unconsciously?

Clean the battlefield, clean the battlefield, and sweep out flowers!

Each special operations team's 10-man team will be equipped with a team member who is good at healing spells to increase the survival rate of team members.

After all, the Special Operations Team is the sharpest knife in the hands of the Menethil family. The life of each team member is very precious and cannot be exchanged for any amount of gold Galleons.

In less than 3 seconds, 10 wizards who were good at healing spells appeared next to Bell.

"Slow down! You all, slow down! Didn't you see that the young master was seriously injured? What if the wind is too strong and aggravates the young master's injuries!"

Sebas was so angry that he was kicked by one person.

He has already decided that when he returns, he will deal with these brats severely.

She is obviously a breast, but she always wants to export it. Isn’t this a shame?

Ten wizards who were good at healing surrounded Bell. They aimed their wands at different parts of Bell's body and worked together to quickly treat him.

Some are responsible for extracting residual lightning from Bell's body, some are responsible for eliminating carbonized necrotic tissue, and some are responsible for regenerating muscle and skin.

Relying on the tacit understanding developed through years of fighting side by side, the healing wizards healed Bell's injuries in an orderly manner.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Bell to be pointed at by so many wands, which made Bell quite uncomfortable...

The magic potion he drank in his body, the magic potion soaked outside his body, and the treatment with magic spells. In this three-pronged luxury treatment, Bell's injury is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling that the paralysis in his body gradually disappeared, Bell, who once again gained control of his body, breathed a long sigh of relief.

Holding his heavy eyelids, the feeling of emptiness in his body made him really want to fall asleep with his head tilted to the side.

But tonight's matter has yet to be settled, so he has to hold on for a while longer.

It didn't take long before Goodwin trotted over.

Having learned valuable lessons from treating wizards who were kicked before, Goodwin wisely did not use flying shoes to prevent the strong wind caused by moving too fast from affecting his young master's treatment.

"Master, Captain, the battlefield has been cleaned up. All 34 Death Eaters have been killed, and there are no survivors. There are only a few minor injuries among our personnel, but there are no serious injuries or deaths.

In addition, Master, your classmate, Mr. Harry Potter, is seriously injured and unconscious, what should we do?"

Goodwin reported concisely and concisely.

"What? Harry is still alive?"

Bell was really shocked.

In such a fierce battle before, Harry could still survive tenaciously? Is this the legendary law of immortality for the protagonist?

"Yes, Master. When the battle broke out before, Harry Potter happened to be surrounded by Death Eaters. Therefore, most of the attacks were blocked by the Death Eaters on the periphery and did not affect the opponent.

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"That's it, he is indeed the Boy Who Lived.

But it doesn't matter. Treat his injuries and check his memory to see if there is anything he shouldn't have seen or heard.

After cleaning up, you can figure it out on your own, as long as there are no missing arms or legs in the end.

By the way, remember to send Harry back to Hogwarts before tomorrow evening at the latest."

Bell didn't want Dumbledore to have any bad associations because they held Harry for too long.

After the battle with Voldemort, he no longer wanted to face Dumbledore.

"Okay, Master."

After bowing respectfully to Bell, Goodwin turned around and wanted to continue arranging the next action.

"Wait! By the way...did we forget something?"

Bell tilted his head in confusion. Bell always felt as if he had forgotten something, but it didn't seem like he had?

He was extremely tired, and his brain was like a computer of this era, running at a deathly slow speed.

"Master, are you referring to Mr. Cedric Diggory?"

After thinking for a while, Sebas asked uncertainly.

"Yes...ah! It hurts!"

After being reminded by Sebastian, Bell finally remembered what he had forgotten and sat up excitedly.

Then he lay back with his teeth bared.

The range of movement was too large, which caused injuries.

"Where's Cedric's body? After all, he died in the line of duty. We have to take him back and bury him with dignity!"

Having said this, Bell had to sigh once again:

As expected, the dangers of the profession of 'friend of the protagonist' cannot be overstated. It would be better for him to go around Harry in the future.

"This... Master, Mr. Diggory's body... was damaged in the battle and cannot be put back together."

In fact, Goodwin tried his best to state it tactfully.

But the actual situation... is not just that they can't put it together!

Most of Cedric's body was either burned to ashes by fire, or turned into coke by lightning. Now it's not easy to recover even his arms and legs!

"Ah!? What should we do?"

Strictly speaking, Bell's side was the culprit for the destruction of Cedric's body.

Bell was really embarrassed about this.

"How about finding a complete corpse and transforming it into Cedric's appearance?"

Bell, whose brain ached whenever he thought about it, finally came up with a bad idea.