The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The overall order on the Quidditch field has stabilized. Professors and parents are supervising students in groups to protect their safety. Although the noise is almost shaking the sky, there is silence near Madam Pomfrey's first aid tent.

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"Why don't you leave?" Fred and George couldn't help but urge when they saw Hermione stopping.

Gabrielle stopped sobbing and stared in horror, having some kind of bad premonition.

"It always feels very quiet. There is no sound in the tent. It is completely different from the school hospital on normal days, let alone the competition being held now." Hermione didn't look back, staring at the hanging curtain of the tent, and through the gap in the curtain

There was a faint light inside, and she said: "This is like a trap."

Madam Pomfrey lowered her head and got out of the tent. She hurriedly asked: "Is there a new patient?"

Seeing Madam Pomfrey safe and sound, Angelina breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to Hermione and said, "Isn't this good? I think you are worrying too much..."

Before she could finish her words, Hermione had already disappeared. She rushed over and knocked Madam Pomfrey away, and then shouted: "Armor for protection!"

An invisible barrier separated the green flames that rushed out of the tent. These flames emitted a shrill scream, and the heat emitted was so high that a thick explosion occurred in the air. The flames in the tent seemed to be endless, and the ends rubbed against the corners of the tent.

The entire tent began to burn. But when the tent turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, the flames showed no tendency to weaken. Instead, they became more and more violent with abnormal jumps. Hermione had to devote more and more attention to maintaining the armor.

The spell was cast on her, and while she was fighting the spell with the people in the ruins of the tent, Madam Pomfrey, who had fallen to the ground, got up without saying a word.

"Careful!" Angelina exclaimed. She had no time to maintain Fleur's levitation spell and let Fleur fall to the ground. She wanted to stop Madam Pomfrey who pulled out a knife and stabbed Hermione in the back.

But she was a step late.

DeWitt suddenly appeared between Hermione and Madam Pomfrey. He pinched the school nurse's wrist and put the wand on the school nurse's head with his other hand to release the calming spell.

Then Madam Pomfrey fell to the ground.

DeWitt turned around, faced the flames that were shaking more and more fiercely beside Hermione, and took over the magic to resist the flames.

"This is a fierce fire," Hermione knew who was coming without looking. She said quickly: "This kind of fire will burn everything, and it will also..."

There is no need to explain what changes will happen to the fierce fire, because the green fierce fire has already divided into terrifying monsters one after another while shaking. The air vibrates greatly, as if the monsters are roaring when they are circling, suppressing everything

There was a noisy sound, and then they rushed into the sky and rushed towards the court.

"You go first!" DeWitt was unable to think of a way to deal with Li Huo for the first time. He took over Hermione's defense and yelled at the rest of the people present - especially Hermione. The rest

The person also believed in DeWitt's ability and began to retreat quickly. When the person behind him was far away, he tried to "bless" this Li Huo with self-will.

When the power of the secret source began to take effect, DeWitt's will collided with the will of Li Huo. The former crushed the latter easily, and this also made DeWitt know that it was only because of Li Huo's

The master has already been attacked.

The newly reborn fire of blessing is blue. The flame is still warm, but it will no longer burn all things. Instead, it will spread the blessing of healing to those who throw the fire. After DeWitt confirmed that the source of the fire was under his control,

He removed the protective barrier and bathed calmly in the flames. In front, Hermione, who had temporarily retreated, saw this scene and immediately turned around and ran over like crazy. DeWitt felt Hermione's worry and regret,

He immediately controlled the blessing fire to leave his body, indicating that he was intact, and then caught the little witch who rushed towards him.

"I'm fine," he patted Hermione on the back and said calmly and apologetically: "Sorry, I made you misunderstand. Now the fierce fire has turned into a healing flame."

"You're scaring me to death," Hermione hugged DeWitt hard, her face pressed against DeWitt's chest, and said tremblingly, "This is so sudden... I didn't even have time to think..."

From a distance, the twins and Angelina looked at each other with sour eyes. They whispered: "It really doesn't matter the occasion..."

"It's not over yet," DeWitt said, asking Hermione to let go. He began to command the blessed flame to become active, and gave the flame a large amount of power, allowing the blue flame to also differentiate into animal forms, chasing and intercepting

The green fire that had spread healed people injured by the fire, and even plants and animals did not leave a single one behind. The two flames collided and offset in the air, like two armies fighting, and a herd of beasts rushing. The vivid and concrete image was in

The night sky danced, and the flames thrown by the two fighting each other disappeared before they could hit the ground, making the entire stadium dim and light up.

"This is more beautiful than our fireworks." The twins looked up to admire it. They smacked their lips without any pressure and then refocused to prevent the floating unconscious casualty from hitting the ground.

Some people left and some came back. When Li Huo was about to be completely eliminated, Dumbledore appeared together with Phoenix Fawkes. The old man waved his wand at the sky, and the flames in the sky were deleted as if they had never existed, leaving only

DeWitt intentionally preserved a small portion.

"Harry Potter," Dumbledore came to Moody and asked calmly: "Where is Harry? Alastor, use your magic eye to see!"

Moody's magic eyes turned as fast as possible, and he scanned the crowd over and over again. An ominous premonition gradually emerged, and anger and self-blame slowly arose on his scarred face, and then he looked ferociously.

Yelling: "Harry is missing! Who is it?!".

No one can find Harry Potter now, because Harry Potter has been taken to a cemetery in the previous chaos.

However, even Harry didn't understand what was going on at the moment. He lay down on the ground and looked up at the stars. His thinking became inexplicably slow. Various chaotic scenes were abnormally played back and forth in front of his eyes. He saw himself being raped by Dudley...

The Dursleys bullied him, saw the Dursley family's weight-loss meal, and remembered Dudley's pig tail, and the three-headed dog in the first grade... Harry almost tried his best to recall what he had just seen in his complicated thoughts.

scenes, and then sort out the sequence - first the showdown between Krum and Fleur, then Fred and George's fireworks show, then Dumbledore and Barty Crouch leaving, Ludo Bagg

Mann was attacked... It was here that Harry realized that he didn't know what happened after the Triwizard Tournament. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be pushed, and then the world was spinning, as if he was riding a Portkey... Thinking of the Portkey,

Harry opened his eyes, then fell down, kneeling on the ground and retching.

At this time, a shabby old women's crown fell to the ground and fell from Harry's head.

What was that? Harry felt that his thinking speed suddenly returned to normal, and his control of his limbs became sharper. He thought about it and wanted to stand up, but he felt that his lungs were full of cockleburs, and he couldn't cough out even though he tried to cough.

The trachea was also blocked, and the cold air could only be sucked into the body through a very small gap. The suffocation caused by it made him twist continuously, adjust the angle of his spine, and try to expand the throat. In the end, he tried his best to spit out only

A long belch - finally able to raise his head, but as soon as Harry did this, a rough hand slapped the side of his face hard. He fell sideways and his glasses fell off.

"Don't hit him!" Harry heard an unpleasant voice say. He felt that the voice was extremely harsh, and at the same time, the scar on his forehead throbbed with pain.

"Let him stand up." The voice said again.

Harry raked his hands on the ground a few times and got his glasses. The crows of crows and the low calls of night owls sounded in his ears. Then he staggered to his feet. He put on his glasses so that he could see clearly the dim and gloomy surroundings.

Environment.

It was Voldemort. Harry Potter thought of this name and instinctively looked at the direction of Voldemort. Although he couldn't see it, he felt that under the black robe, his life and death enemy was there.

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