The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 460

Time went back to five minutes ago.

"Oh my God, we will all die here"!

The auditorium at Hogwarts was already crowded with spectators outside the arena and students in the school. Some people slumped on the ground in a daze, while others were walking around anxiously, breaking down and yelling.

The ten students from Shenzhou had already prepared explosion-proof shields and anti-riot equipment, and organized a small shield array in front of the auditorium's gate.

Although everyone understood that this shield formation could not have any effect, those students insisted on doing it as always.

When danger comes, they must stand in front of ordinary people's bodies!

"Miss Greenglass, are you all right now?"

Shen Jian acted as a doctor this time, and used the neck immobilizer in the first aid kit to help Daphne immobilize her swollen neck due to soft tissue contusion, and reminded her to breathe slowly.

"My sister"!

Daphne waved her hands anxiously, but her face immediately flushed from the lack of oxygen.

"Lie down well"!

Shen Jian lowered his face and said in a commanding tone.

That fierce temperament immediately made Daphne stunned there.

"Your sister will be fine. Now lie here and breathe slowly to reduce edema, or else you won't be able to run if you want to run later!"

Shen Jian stood up and walked gently towards the long Gryffindor table beside him.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, is there anything I can help you with?"

Shen Jian looked at Madam Pomfrey, who was nervously dealing with Dumbledore's abdominal piercing injury, and asked calmly from the side.

There was a large hole in Dumbledore's abdominal robe, and the inside of the wound was bloody. The small half of the spine and the nerves inside were exposed, but the extension of the fatal blood vessel was covered with a layer of white crystals.

"Dumbledore's situation is not good".

Pomfrey gritted his teeth, holding back the tears from his eyes.

"Okay, Poppy, please stop first."

Dumbledore lay quietly on the dining table and said slowly.

"But, your injury"!

Madam Pomfrey's subordinates are still dealing with the wounds, but obviously, the crystals blessed by the authority of the earth are not something that ordinary wizards can handle.

"Mr. Shen, please call Harry over."

Dumbledore said softly.

"it is good".

Shen Jian nodded, then walked in the other direction.

"Dumbledore"!

After a while, Harry ran towards here.

"Mr. Dumbledore! How are you now"!

Hermione sobbed softly while wiping away her tears.

"Ah, Harry, I remember that you often go outside through the secret passages in the castle on weekends, right?"

Dumbledore forced a smile on his face, paled by blood loss.

"Yes, yes, Headmaster Dumbledore. I'll never do that again"!

Tears trickled down Harry's eyes.

"Okay, Severus"!

Dumbledore cried weakly.

"Dumbledore".

Snape walked over with a gloomy face.

"Take Harry and his friends and leave the secret passage, Professor McGonagall. After Severus and the others have evacuated for a while, please evacuate the students from the secret passage."

Dumbledore said weakly.

"I understand".

Snape nodded, and there were rare complex emotions in his empty eyes.

"No! Dumbledore! I don't want"!

Harry growled a little out of control.

"Quiet! Potter! If possible, I really want to throw your nasty thing here"!

Snape sealed Harry's mouth with his wand, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Another innocent child has given his life to fight the Dark Lord, so why should we live here?"

"No, I believe that child, he will have his own backing, he can't die like this."

Dumbledore smiled weakly, then forced himself to say to the crowd:

"If you don't believe me, just look back."

"You're right, Dumbledore."

While several people were arguing, at the entrance of the stairs not far away, a young man in a black trench coat walked up slowly.

"you you"!

Daphne, who was leaning against the corner to breathe hard, widened her eyes in surprise, and looked at the young man walking slowly as if she had seen a ghost.

"You! Aren't you dead"?

When a few students saw Zhang Qi walking out of the castle, they screamed in fear.

"What's the situation now"?

Zhang Qi grabbed Harry, who seemed to have been foolish there, stared at his face and asked.

"you you"!

Harry swallowed in horror, and then his eyes drifted to a corpse covered with a white cloth not far away.

The students in the auditorium retreated in horror, moving away from Zhang Qi who was standing there and the body on the ground.

"Ah, I knew you were still alive"!

Dumbledore's words were very difficult, but there was a happy expression on his face.

"How did this happen"?

Zhang Qi looked at the ferocious wound on Dumbledore's abdomen, a cloud of gloom on his face.

"Miss Greenglass seems to have some problems, she has become different from usual."

Dumbledore said while bracing himself.

"The authority attached to your wound has been lifted, and now the wound can be treated normally."

Zhang Qi's palm lit up with a white light. Under the irradiation of the light, the crystals that took root on the wound immediately disintegrated, and then disappeared into the air.

"Where is she now... Forget it, I already know."

With a dark face, Zhang Qi picked up the sorting hat that was twisting on the side, and then rudely pulled out greed amid the hat's grumbling.

"Ms. Xu Lin is fighting with her outside. The situation just now was relatively deadlocked, but if it's true what the thing parasitizing in Miss Greengrass's body said"...

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment.

"I'll deal with it."

Zhang Qi held the sword, and greed began to roar excitedly.

The shape of the sword gradually changed, becoming longer~www.mtlnovel.com~ and sharper.

The golden flame ignited on the blade, excitedly welcoming his new life.

"Open the castle's protective barrier, and the defensive circle designed by Ms. Ravenclaw herself can last for a while."

Zhang Qi dragged the big sword and walked slowly towards the gate of the castle. The flame of the sword flowed on the ground, forming a line of fire in the auditorium.

"how about you"?

Shen Jian asked subconsciously.

"I do what I have to do".

Zhang Qi replied without looking back, his black back was reflected in everyone's pupils, making him look extremely stalwart.

"Well, she is now"...

Shen Jian looked at Zhang Qi's leaving back, and said hesitantly.

"Astoria is dead, and now occupying her body is a tyrant from ancient times."

Zhang Qi stopped and clenched the sword in his hand.

He turned his head and smiled, with an indescribable desolation in his smile.

"However, I will bring her back from hell."

"Or, reunite with her in hell."

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