The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 337

"Astoria? Where have you been, Astoria"?

Just when a few people were at a loss, a few people who had just entered the church unexpectedly walked out from the gate, led by Zhang Qi.

"Damn, what happened to her"?

Zhang Qi saw a man lying on the ground at a glance, and the man's pure white hair made him realize the seriousness of the matter on the spot.

"Miss Greengrass just fainted after creating a hurricane, and now she can see a very strange rune on her chest"!

Anna said without any nonsense.

"Step aside"!

This time Zhang Si. Zhang Qi pulled the student who was blocking him to the point of almost flying out, then crouched beside Astoria, who had been unconscious, and untied a button on her collar.

Looking at the crimson rune, Zhang Qi's pupils suddenly tightened due to anxiety.

"how's it going"?

Dumbledore asked anxiously.

"Father Anderson, Professor Varski, take these students away".

Zhang Qi raised his head and commanded without hesitation.

"Okay".

Anderson nodded. He didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and started commanding the Ifamoni students to leave the square quickly.

Varsky was at a loss at first, but with Dumbledore's help, he also began to help evacuate his students.

Soon, all the students from North America were driven out of the square, leaving only Dumbledore and Zhang Qi in the huge square, and Astoria, who fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Dumbledore, do me a favor, I'm going to bleed her, you just need to keep the blood from touching the ground."

Zhang Qi solemnly picked up his wand, and gently pressed the tip against the girl's wrist.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Dumbledore answered without hesitation.

"It's now"!

The tip of Zhang Qi's wand began to gather magic power, and a spell similar to Shen Feng Wuying cut through the girl's soft but very tough skin, and cut open the arteries below.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. The blood flowed out immediately, although it was said to be spurting like few large arteries, but it also flowed very fast.

Dumbledore carefully controlled the blood with magic power, allowing it to form a gradually larger blood ball in the air instead of falling to the ground.

"almost".

After putting about 400ml, Zhang Qi started to repair the wound on the girl's arm with his wand again, and then took out two bottles of physiological saline from the small suitcase he carried with him.

"Father Anderson, please come and help lift the bottle!"

Zhang Qi waved his hand towards Father Anderson, who was rushing over to him, after the needle was accurately inserted.

"Is Miss Greenglass better"?

Anderson ran over panting, then raised the two bottles of saline.

"The state is not very good, but it should not be life-threatening now."

Zhang Qi looked at the cross icon wrapped by the iron chain, the flashing red on the chain has dimmed a lot, and it seems that the flickering is not so urgent.

"What the **** is this tattoo?"

Anderson looked at the strange red light and felt a little scalp tingling.

"Father Anderson, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."

Dumbledore said softly.

"Okay, wait for me, the Vatican has its own clinic where we can find beds and IV poles."

Realizing that he was a little reckless, Anderson immediately changed the subject, and then a few people walked quickly towards the clinic not far away.

"Ah, this place again"?

Astoria dazedly felt as if she was lying on a bed, a scene that was commonplace in her meetings with Xia Mi.

"Hello, child."

To her surprise, the voice she heard in her ears was not from the naughty girl, but a very stable, but still very young female voice.

"Who are you?"

Astoria quickly got up from the bed and looked very vigilantly at the young woman who was wearing a nun's uniform and sitting in front of her with a smile on her face.

The young woman looked to be in her early 20s, wearing a white nun dress, with silver-white hair braided and blue eyes like the sea, Astoria even felt the color of her pupils towards the other party. A little jealous because those eyes are so beautiful.

"I am a saint, and what you see in the square is my statue."

The saint blinked, and then handed over a small cake.

"I made it myself, do you want some?"

"Uh"……

Astoria looked at the charred cake that was stuffed into her hand, and a head full of question marks appeared.

How dare you get into the kitchen like this?

Astoria uttered a question in her heart.

"No, no, I'm not hungry yet."

Astoria gently placed the cake on the table next to it, and the bottom of the cake, which had been completely baked, rubbed against the table, making a creaking sound.

"Sorry, I can do everything except cooking, and a person who often cooks for me is long gone"...

The white-haired saint scratched her head apologetically, then sat next to Astoria.

"Are you the saint? But the bottom of the statue says that you are already dead~www.mtlnovel.com~ Astoria asked a little uneasy.

"The will of man can always be circulated in the world in some way forever, and your behavior of throwing your life for someone I don't know makes me admire, so I risk offending an unknown existence and put you saved."

The saint said softly, her eyes full of admiration.

"But why did you bring me here"?

Astoria looked at the white surrounding area with a puzzled look on her face.

"Two things, one is to show you the way in the future, and the other is to tell you some secret recipes that have long been lost."

"Child, you may have long realized that there is something wrong with the world, but if you want to change the world, you will definitely become no longer simple. Are you ready to face a cruel fate now?"

The Holy Maiden stared into Astoria's eyes tightly and asked a little apologetically.

"Of course, and I feel that my previous fate was more cruel".

Astoria sighed softly.

"Then please promise me, don't be naive and think that some chivalrous things you do can change the world that has been completely decayed. What you have done is really worthless in front of those disgusting nobles, but on the contrary. I would lose my life for that kind of thing!"

When the saint said this, her expression was a little dazed, as if recalling her past.

Make a big tyrant. "He tried his best to save me, but I didn't understand his intentions for a long time"...

A drop of clear tears slowly flowed from the corner of the saintess' eyes, and the tears were full of unwillingness and regret.

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