Chapter 174 Grindelwald’s Dream
Nurmengard Castle.
A faint crackling sound came from the swaying fireplace, which brought Elena back from her dazed state.
"No, calm down, calm down...I have to do something."
Seeing Grindelwald's breathing gradually weakening in front of her, Elena patted her cheek and tried to calm down her emotions again. In this deserted place, the only thing she could rely on now was herself.
She had taken off all the clothes on Grindelwald's upper body, revealing his skinny and shriveled figure. There was a small black and blue fist mark on his severely sunken left shoulder, and there was almost a terrible misalignment from the shoulder blade to the upper arm. And the phenomenon of breaking, no wonder the old wizard just grunted and passed out from the pain directly.
In fact, after the first-generation Dark Lord was accidentally knocked out by her small fist, Elena had vaguely guessed the reason.
What Gellert Grindelwald said is not wrong. One pronunciation does correspond to only one magical phenomenon. However, as the second rune letter, "ur" originally has a double meaning: untamed and uncontrollable. The power of freedom, as well as the spiritual world and strong body that can nurture life. (For details, please see the highlights in the book review area)
The form in which magic manifests depends largely on the will of the wizard.
Just like the reason for the failure of the unlocking spell, Elena, who had a certain degree of modern medical education, had been trying to fully analyze the healing details contained in the "ur" rune. Although theoretically, if Elena mastered certain A certain level of medical knowledge may be enhanced like an explosion spell.
However, for now, if she wants to successfully cast healing magic, Elena must think like a staunch spiritualist.
"Idealistic idea of inverted cause and effect?"
Taking a deep look at Grindelwald, whose life and death were unknown, Elena closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to clear her mind.
This time, I didn’t think about the distribution of human bones, the healing of blood vessels, or the structure of the stratum corneum and muscles... I just simply imagined the result of restoring Grindelwald to health.
"ur〈wyrd〉."
Elena whispered, and the next moment, the girl opened her eyes in surprise.
I saw a small ball of warm and soft white light tremblingly appearing in the palm of her hand. Although it was much smaller than the light ball Grindelwald had displayed before, at least in terms of appearance and pronunciation, There is a high probability that it should be successful.
"Well, what should I do next...press this up?"
The silver-haired little witch lowered her head and looked at the pitiful little ball of light in her palm, which was only the size of a fingernail. Then she looked at the miserable Grindelwald, gritted her teeth, "In short, the situation can't be worse, dead horse. He was healed as a living horse.”
Uh-huh.
As Elena's palm touched Grindelwald's left shoulder, the comatose old man shuddered unconsciously, letting out a weak cry of pain, and his breath became slightly thicker.
Although Grindelwald still closed his eyes tightly, he was able to shake and speak, which was already the best news.
As small groups of magical light disappeared into the body, Grindelwald's aura finally became smoother and calmer, and some color slowly returned to his livid face.
effective!
Elena's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Just make sure that she is casting healing magic. As for the insufficient amount of treatment in a single session, it can be made up for by increasing the frequency.
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dark.
Endless darkness.
Grindelwald felt as if he had experienced an extraordinarily long nightmare.
In the dream, Albus Dumbledore suddenly appeared, said some strange words, and left a cute-looking silver-haired little girl in Nurmengard Castle, and then disappeared.
Then everything started to go wrong.
Unceremonious fists and kicks, broken doors, broken houses, burning blankets, and finally the fist with the smell of death.
No, that's not a little girl, that's simply a little devil that Albus exiled here specifically to torture him.
Fortunately, this is all a dream... Grindelwald thought drowsily, and a faint light appeared in front of his eyes.
——Now, it’s time to wake up from the nightmare.
The old wizard's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened them. What came into view was a delicate little face that was a little tired.
"Huh, Mr. Garrett, you are finally awake. Welcome back."
Elena's tight little face relaxed, and even the intense fatigue could not erase the look of surprise on the girl's face.
For a full hour, she finally brought the fragile old man in front of her back from the state of death.
"..."
Gellert Grindelwald looked at the little girl in front of him silently, and pursed his lips slightly.
Countless memories rushed back into his mind like a tide - the nightmare never ended, because it was reality.
For a moment, for the first time in more than forty years, Grindelwald felt the urge to escape from prison.
"Hey, Mr. Garrett, you look so bad. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Elena raised her hand, wiped the small beads of sweat on her forehead, and recited the incantation skillfully, and a white shimmer emerged from the girl's palm.
After using it with high intensity for nearly an hour, although the healing light group was still so small, from this magic alone, it was no longer difficult for Elena.
The only problem is that she is too tired. When Grindelwald recovers, she must go back to her room and have a good sleep.
As Elena thought about it, she stretched her palm to Grindelwald's shoulder and said with a smile, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, so you can't..."
Looking at the sweaty little hand that was getting closer to him, the last scene he saw before he fell into coma came to mind again.
Without any hesitation, Grindelwald lurched back, frowned and yelled, "Don't touch me!"
Click.
Following Grindelwald's violent reaction and a clear crisp sound of bone dislocation, a strong burst of pain instantly swept through the left half of Grindelwald's body, as if he had been hit by four or five Cruciatus Curses at the same time.
"Yeah."
Grindelwald's throat rolled, and before the expression on his face could change, his eyes rolled and he fainted again.
"...Don't exercise vigorously, otherwise it will be easy to dislocate again." At this moment, Elena had just finished speaking.
Glancing at the first-generation Dark Lord who fell again, the girl sighed helplessly.
Come on, counting the secondary damage caused by Grindelwald himself, now, her originally expected rest time would have to be postponed again.
No wonder that in some hospitals in previous lives, restraint belts were usually used after treatment for patients who suddenly became comatose. Is that the reason?
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Gu~ Chapter 1. Please tell me about feeding with your monthly ticket~
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