Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

‘啪~啪~啪~啪~’

There was a burst of lazy applause that sounded a little dragging. Following the sound, Grindelwald's figure appeared on the high stone platform behind Harry at some point.

"Ah~ Blood is flowing like a river."

His voice was also lazy, "Much better than I expected, not bad Harry."

"I didn't hear any congratulations from your words."

Annoyed Harry rolled his eyes. Grindelwald was probably on the sidelines from the beginning to the end. If he had come out at that time, he would not have chewed the Sorcerer's Stone like a waste of money, although the current situation is also considered Yes, there is no bleeding, but what Harry wants is an Animagus, whether it is in the form of a dragon or a thunderbird, he is very eager.

And now?

Harry, who was so painful that he was almost speechless, silently put his hands on the hard stone wall beside him, and with a little effort, he crushed a protruding rock the size of a human head.

It was like crushing a soda biscuit, and there was an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort.

"You are Harry the wizard, you have to remember that you are a wizard, Harry, although you really like to carry the barbell in the gym and sweat like rain, let the sweat soak the vest, let the dopamine and endorphins bring you unparalleled joy happy"

"But you are a wizard, Harry, you came to Hogwarts to study magic, not to become a muscular mallet, although muscles are cool, but..."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Harry, who was thinking about it in his head, punched violently. This venting blow directly embedded his arm into the stone wall, and the spider web-like cracks spread everywhere, and the pain from his arm became clear. his head.

When he pulled out his arm, the cracked bones had been repaired, and the thick skin had no scars except for a little dust.

After chewing the Philosopher's Stone, the potion he drank still took effect after the time ended. This should have been a good thing, but it was only half the good thing. The Philosopher's Stone prolongs the potion's effective time, but it is not permanent The effect of magic depends on the fusion and collision between different medicinal materials, and the fading of the medicinal effect is the consumption of the potion itself. This is a physical consumption, not the transformation of Animagus, which depends on the change. It's magic.

The Philosopher's Stone can bestow 'eternity' on the magic attribute, but there is no way to reduce the consumption of substances to zero. It can prolong the potion's effectiveness, but it cannot make it take effect permanently.

The elixir of life that Nicole May drank is not enough to drink once, but to drink a new elixir of life before the effect ends to continue the effect of the potion, so as to make the body eternal and live until the soul is completely decrepit.

The four potions in his body had indeed strengthened him a lot, but with the passage of time, this power would eventually disappear, maybe a month or two, maybe a little more, Harry chewed it up There wasn't much magic power left in the Philosopher's Stone, and even the elixir of life couldn't be brewed once. After purifying the magic power for Harry, there was very little left to extend the potion's effectiveness.

Use a permanent Animagus plus version, plus a super magic battery that can not only nourish people but also strengthen its own battery life, to exchange not too much magic power purification and potion effect delay, no matter what Losing business.

The former needs to be compelling, it needs to be practical, it needs to be versatile, and the latter needs to be left alone.

Although it helped Harry complete the so-called great adventure, what is the actual significance of this? If Grindelwald came out at that time to overthrow Voldemort three or two times, would he have come to this point?

Thinking of this, Harry looked at Grindelwald even more unkindly.

"You screwed me up, Professor."

This resentful gaze stared at Grindelwald, but the head of the dark wizard, who was well versed in the dark way, was fearless at all.

"This is the punishment of fate, Harry, I have given you several months of preparation time, who told you to go to the appointment at the last moment."

He spread his hands grinningly, not taking the blame at all.

"What's more, at that time, I hadn't witnessed the end of the prophesied bloodshed. That was your stage. I couldn't appear on the stage before the curtain call."

"I'll take it as it is."

Harry, whose face was a little dark, rolled his eyes. Grindelwald said so, and he couldn't blame him.

"How about I give you some compensation?" Seeing Harry's dejected look, Grindelwald slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, as if holding back his joy, "Hufflepuff will add 100 points to reward you for killing Voldemort VII." a part of the soul."

"A centurion will give you 10 points, and a centurion 50 points, I will count. Hufflepuff will add 460 points to reward you for your insignificant contribution to fighting the abyss."

"I can't thank you enough."

Harry, who was already powerless to complain, didn't know what to say. The House Cup was already the meat of Hufflepuff's mouth. When all the students were still in negative numbers due to the extreme deduction on Halloween, Hufflepuff Patch had turned his grades into positives by the end of term, thanks to his Quidditch Cup win and Snape's selfless dedication.

The extra points he gave to Harry were too generous. Almost every class started with a very good score, and he gave more than 300 points over time.

"However, one hundred points are missing." Harry pointed to his head, "It's two-sevenths of the soul."

"Oh, is it so?"

Hearing the news, Grindelwald became more excited, and he was no longer as lazy as before and wanted to go to sleep.

"You actually did it, killing Voldemort's soul in your body?"

"This is really beyond my expectations."

"Hufflepuff plus two hundred points, tell me how you do it, I'm a little curious."

A small round table and three chairs were summoned, and the table was filled with fragrant dishes. Grindelwald kindly took Harry's hand and let him sit opposite him. The appearance of this kind grandfather was completely different from before.

"Al, don't just stand there stupidly, hurry up, let's listen to how our smart and talented little genius Harry handles 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, appeared here. As a wizard who was favored and accompanied by a phoenix, Dumbledore almost wanted to go to Go anywhere, 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 to and fro freely.

After being called out by Grindelwald, a white figure walked out of the air. Compared with the pure and cheerful Grindelwald, Dumbledore's face had a slight strange color. Harry just pointed at His nose scolded, and all of this was his handwriting. As one of the masters of this incident, he was somewhat embarrassed when faced with this moment beyond his expectations.

"Harry."

Dumbledore, who quickly adjusted his expression and mood, spoke to Harry with a smile. His voice was gentle, revealing just the right amount of enthusiasm and kindness. Devo's hundreds of streets, this very friendly expression and tone made Harry's annoyance disappear a lot.

"I'm really hungry."

Harry pursed his lips, and began to sink his head into his meal in a somewhat impolite manner. He had to clear his mind. When facing these two big foxes, one black and one white, there was no shortage of preparations.

In two lifetimes combined, I have never lived half their age. I am absolutely unable to play with the black and white double evil in front of me. I can still bargain. It is the last word to think about how to get more pocket money.

The joyful supper session begins, and the bright moonlight tonight seems to be about to disperse a certain hidden secret time.

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