Kings Cross Station.
In the hidden unloading platform, Amosta had just seen off Kingsley and others who were about to rush to the platform.
Professor McGonagall, who was preparing to join the battlefield to fight the Death Eaters, was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries by Amosta.
Turn around and walk into the control room with an empty section of the train filled with gold coins.
Tafel was looking at the light and shadow flashing on a black screen in the car in shock.
It was Diagon Alley where people from both sides gathered quickly, and the suffocating sense of chilling overflowed across the screen.
"How about it, this thing is very interesting, isn't it-"
Amosta's sudden voice startled Tafel, who was watching in rapt attention, and he jumped from the sofa. He jumped up in his seat, raised his cane in front of him, and looked in horror at the sword-browed and star-eyed wizard who walked into the carriage, with a faint smile on his handsome face.
Amosta Blaine!
According to the official information released by the Ministry of Magic, this wizard is not more than twenty-five years old.
A twenty-five-year-old wizard, his performance is so fierce that throughout the world's magical civilization, only Albus Dumbledore can slightly surpass him. He is simply called a monster!
"I, I have - already"
"Don't worry-"
Looking at Tafel, who was so frightened by himself that he could not speak at all, Amosta waved his hand and smiled gently,
"We are in the same team, aren't we?"
We are in the same team
Tefer tensed Her tight lips twitched, and a little shock appeared in her heart.
A rare magic genius from ancient times, young and famous. He thought that Amosta Brain would be a very arrogant wizard in private, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be quite down-to-earth. of.
Glancing at Amosta, Tafel found that he was looking at Thanatos who was lying on the sofa, with a strange smile that he couldn't understand on his young face.
After hesitating for a moment, Tafel asked in a low voice,
"Tanatos?"
"Oh, he is fine——"
p>Amosta said in a brisk tone,
“It’s just that the magic power is exhausted, and it takes a while to cultivate the titan skeleton, which is still too strenuous for him.
Oh. , of course, he'd better go to St. Mungo's for a detailed inspection."
Tafel immediately understood what Blaine was implying, and this was what he was willing to do.
Although Blaine has always been polite and easy-going, the pressure that he unintentionally exudes with every gesture puts too much pressure on him.
"I'll send him there now!"
Tafel said, and he hurried forward to lift up the unconscious Thanatos.
As he walked to the door, Tafel was slightly silent at the empty freight platform with no one outside the train.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned to look at the man who was watching him.They left Blaine.
"I heard that the gold on this train will be transported to the Ministry of Magic"
"Not actually-"
A Mosta smiled calmly,
"When the fighting in Diagon Alley is over, this batch of gold will be relocated to Gringotts, the underground vault belonging to the Ministry of Magic."
< p>Send the gold back again? !Tafel looked shocked, but after his eyes touched Amosta Brain's purple eyes as deep as the abyss, he quickly calmed down and wisely didn't ask anything. He nodded and quickly got out of the car.
Amosta had been watching Tafel and Thanatos apparate away.
Back at the bar, Amosta picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then looked silently at the two torrents that were already fighting together anxiously.
The death of Emmeline Vance did not move Amosta much.
Many people will die in this war today.
He watched calmly as the furious Kingsley rushed forward to fight with the Carlo brothers and sisters. After a while, Alecto Carlo was killed by Kingsley, and He also paid the price of a leg.
Disappointing
The position of Director of the Auror Office is as cursed as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
The person in this position has poor legs and feet.
Aricus Carrow shouted heartbreakingly and rushed to kill Kingsley, who had lost his fighting ability. Fortunately, Hagrid broke away from his grief and blocked her.
Kingsley was also taken away from the battlefield by the Ministry's strikers.
Amosta also saw Arthur and Alastor working together to fight Antony Dolohov.
In the swirling mud, Anthony Dolokhov was struck by a cursed light shot by Arthur. The expression on his brutal face suddenly stiffened, and the unwilling light in his eyes quickly faded. .
However, a curse he cast before his death also exploded in Arthur’s abdomen, causing his flesh and blood to erode!
Alastor rushed to the fallen Arthur and roared. Another striker who was fighting the dark wizard nearby quickly came over and disappeared from the battlefield with Arthur.
Amosta also saw the Longbottoms and Bellatrix fighting to the death.
The departure of Arthur and Kingsley did not move Amosta, but when he saw Bellatrix falling into a passive position and losing ground due to the cooperation of the Longbottoms, Amosta's eyebrows gathered slightly unconsciously, and the hand holding the wine glass slowly tightened.
It wasn’t until a bloated wizard joined the ‘private duel’ and helped Bellatrix out of the siege that Amosta breathed a sigh of relief.
The duel between Sirius and Lucius was indistinguishable for a moment, and Amosta's eyes flickered.
When the golden cup soaked in mud comes into viewThe moment of eyesight——
Crack!
Thunder flashed in the purple eyes, and all the wine bottles on the wine rack were blown to pieces by Amosta’s leaked power!
The underground kitchen in Grimmauld Place.
There was no wind in the room, and the candles on the candlesticks on the long table gave off an uncertain light and darkness, just like the mood of everyone in the kitchen.
With the exception of the three oldest sons, all the Weasley children sat at the long table.
Fred and George's faces lost their usual liveliness. The twins sat quietly on their chairs, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight.
Ron also had a dull expression. His face was pale, and he was looking at his hands spread out on his knees, wondering what he was thinking.
Ginny curled up in the chair, her arms wrapped around her bent calves, her face buried between her knees, and others could not see her expression clearly.
The nails of Harry's clenched fists were embedded in the flesh. The corners of his eyes were twitching, and his wide green eyes were shining, as if he was afraid of something.
Hermione looked at everyone uneasily, biting her lip, trying to say something several times, but nothing came out.
Crack--
On the stove, a plate fell to the ground and split into pieces.
The pale Mrs. Weasley knelt down in panic and picked up the fragments on the ground.
Hiss--
Her fingers were scratched by the sharp edge of the fragment in a hurry, and blood flowed out immediately.
Mrs. Weasley took a breath, then remembered that she was a wizard, so she stood up again and hurriedly pulled out her wand to fix the plate.
But she was good at housework, but her magic skills were not working right now. No matter how she fiddled with her wand, the fragments on the ground just trembled and refused to come together.
"Let me come, Mrs. Weasley——"
The Weasley children at the long table were trapped in fear. They saw their mother's fingers. He was injured but didn't express much.
Hermione's breathing became short for a moment. She quickly stood up and went to Mrs. Weasley. After repairing the plate, she hurriedly got gauze from the cupboard.
"Oh, thank you, Hermione-"
Mrs. Weasley smiled hurriedly,
"This usually doesn't happen. The situation magic suddenly failed"
Hermione said nothing, just squeezed Mrs. Weasley's hand.
Phew!
At this moment, a weak flame suddenly became strong in the fireplace.
The children who seemed to be frozen immediately came to life. They pushed away the chairs behind them and stared blankly at a letter flying out of the flames!
"Letter from the Ministry of Magic——"
George squeezed out a dry voice from his throat,
"I saw the stamp from the Ministry of Magic."
Harry also stood up from his chair, eager andThey looked at the letter hovering above their heads with fear.
"Arthur Weasley is seriously injured and has been sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. He needs care!"
A breathless man they had never heard of before The wizard's voice sounded, causing the Weasley children to tremble. (End of this chapter)
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