Chapter 1023? Harry, Can I Borrow a Few Things From You? (Sincere Thanks to Bai Yang, the Leader of the Silver Alliance)
Feathers were flying, the wind was whistling, and those drifting clouds gathered in the sky of Xiaohuijin District, turning and colliding constantly.
Gradually, the situation became more and more violent, and the black clouds were as turbulent as the waves in the ocean, which seemed to contain infinite power, and only a ray of light was drawn when the lightning struck, sweeping away the dullness caused by the darkness. But after the lightning, there was rumbling thunder, which seemed to roll over the head, and then exploded with a loud bang.
The dark cloud was getting lower and lower, and at the moment when the rumbling thunder broke into thunderbolts, the blue potion was scattered in the dense cloud like arrows leaving the string. In an instant, countless dazzling blue rays and The dark clouds mixed together, dyed into large expanses of blue clouds, and the thunderbolt was still crackling, which made people thrilling. The white rain fell from the sky, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.
The small bottle of venom of the Winged Demon sprinkled the heavy rain all over the sky, making the rain in this large area magical and denser. Lightning flashes flashed in the dark sky, and the heavy rain poured down. As for the group of Muggles below, they looked up at the sky, and the heavy rain fell on them. Their bad memories of tonight were washed away, and everyone was doing their own things step by step, as if nothing had happened. abnormal situation.
And when the rain fell, the wizards on the ground also started to act immediately. The magical rain can wash away the memories of Muggles, but this kind of venom that has been transferred has no effect on wizards at all. In the rain, The Aurors cooperated with the few wizards who were good at building to start repairing the damaged building facilities of the Muggles in the previous battle.
The parts of the car that were originally shattered all over the place, as if the shattered puzzle was restored, piece by piece flew up from scattered places, gathered together, and were repaired almost instantly. The bricks that fell from the wall flew back to their original positions one by one, and the unbelievably bent iron frame street lights straightened up... The buildings were repaired one by one, and the broken glass returned to the windows, restoring As before, become a complete piece.
These Muggle buildings have no magical power in themselves. Even the big ones that are seriously damaged can be easily repaired by wizards. Only some buildings that were destroyed by black magic with a cursed nature can cost them more Some work.
The Aurors have stepped on their leather boots in the rain. In fact, as elites, they can also do what those construction wizards can do. It's just that the rich and powerful umbrellas have invited some more professional ones to solve them quickly. For some Not too difficult tasks such as repairing street lights and restoring walls, the Aurors still raised their magic wands at the damaged buildings and other facilities.
In the rain, the Muggle policemen who were rushing over forgot that they had received a report of a terrorist attack due to an abnormal event. After standing stupidly for a while and regaining consciousness, they looked at the pistol they took out inexplicably, checked the bullets, Put it back in the holster.
And even the Muggles who were not exposed to the rain and snooped in the room were stunned, forgetting what happened just now. A middle-aged male Muggle who was taking a shower stared at him under the faucet. , I was a little confused for a while, and stopped the hands that were rubbing my back, but I couldn't remember what I wanted to do just now.
Those few wizards who were particularly good at restoration magic walked in the rainy streets, waving their wands as if they were directing a grand symphony. A variety of building materials flew up from the ground like musical notes, and on those high watchtowers, the steel bars that had been peeled off were restored to their original positions one by one. Those broken and twisted wrought iron balconies have been restored. Those broken roofs, the bricks and tiles on them were repaired bit by bit. One of the wizards in the tall black wizard hat apparated in the badly damaged building under construction,
Those broken and twisted steel bars and stone beams were restored little by little, and the site was restored from a messy ruin to an orderly construction site.
A Muggle security guard was sitting in the monitoring room, watching the camera capture something, and in his eyes, everything looked normal and there was no problem-but in fact, everything that happened just now was recorded before and now All traces of wizards were silently erased, and turned into images of normal Muggle life, those shots and pictures captured by Muggle cameras, video cameras, and cameras about the abnormal situation tonight, all All replaced by images of normal Muggle life. (Author's Note: After referring to Fantastic Beasts 1 and Hermione cast the Forgetting Curse on her parents, the traces of her life at home and the photo of her and her parents in the photo disappeared. HP's wizards are ahead of other worlds in this regard A lot of wizards here.)
In addition to simple repairs, the Aurors also operated in different areas. They healed the Muggles who were injured by accidents, and the Muggles who died unfortunately, after making detailed records, they were arranged as Muggles who died due to accidents. The scene——just like the house that was hit by the thunderbolt explosion curse before, all three members of the family died on the spot without exception. Aurors sighed and arranged this place as a gas explosion. On the ground of the kitchen, toilet and living room A lot of glass shards were scattered, the doors of the kitchen and the toilet were also broken, and the Aurors even made the walls burnt and blackened, and the whole scene was a mess.
In the park previously hand-picked by Voldemort, the clouds in Little Whinging District amidst the fierce storm in the distance began to calm down. The existence of the scene makes people seem a bit inconsistent, and as the scene where the world's strongest wizard duel is about to start, it also looks very lonely.
The Dark Lord, Voldemort, sat alone on a whitewashed wooden park bench. There was an empty area around him. No one wanted to approach him, even the staff of the Ministry of Magic who were setting up equipment would rather go around. Circle, also unwilling to pass in front of him.
The live broadcast equipment has basically been installed at this time, and the staff of Wizard TV is taking the lead in debugging the signal and arranging a super-strong iron armor shield to prevent it from being affected by the subsequent battle. In the magical rainstorm just now, the live TV signal was affected by magic. It's not smooth, there will be stuttering, and after the rainstorm stops, it seems to be smoother.
Although Voldemort waited impatiently, but out of stubborn respect for the traditional duel, he held his chin up to suppress the anger in his heart, fixed his cold eyes on the live broadcast equipment, and vigilantly looked at the wizards who installed these lanterns. move. With a grim face, he seemed out of place in this cozy little park.
Diagonally across from him, Hagrid had already been ordered to leave, Dumbledore stood with Harry himself, and Ellen stood holding Hedwig's cage under the mistletoe-tangled tree in the park, stretching out his right hand Treating the owl's wounds, stroking Hedwig's injured parts from the air, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Anka, who pressed his shoulder with his left hand, kept reassuring it, saying that he and this snowy owl were innocent just to give It just heals.
In order to reassure the Dark Lord, there was no Auror present, but the Dark Lord was very magnanimous in Dumbledore's matter. He asked the greatest White Wizard to stay, expressing that he wanted to be in front of him. Get rid of Allen himself and then get rid of the two of them—Dumbledore, who was affected by the Order of the Phoenix, had to stay at the scene, and knowing that the Order of the Phoenix had been leaked, he had to decide to let Harry stayed on so he could personally protect the prophesied savior.
Finally, after the treatment, Allen beckoned Harry to come closer. The silent Dumbledore glanced at Voldemort who was sitting in the distance, and finally let go of his hand on Harry's shoulder and let him trot over. .
"Sorry Harry, Anka hasn't received much training, and his claws don't know the severity." Allen glanced at the poor owl, who was a little sluggish. Although it was just right with multiple injuries, it straightened up again in the cage , and seemed to want to protect Harry from being hurt by the fierce-looking Phoenix Anka.
"Don't say that!" Harry took the cage, and quickly thanked Allen sincerely: "Allen, thanks to you for letting your phoenix shoot in time... Otherwise, Hedwig..."
"Don't worry, Harry, your childhood doesn't have to end so soon..." Allen said something that Harry couldn't understand, then saluted the backpack on Harry, and said, "By the way, Harry , can I borrow a few things from you?"
"Of course no problem..." Harry put Hedwig's cage in his arms aside. Although he knew that he had something that Alan needed, he quickly squatted down and opened the zipper of his backpack, "Alan Ren, what do you want?"
"Just borrow your glasses scarf school uniform logo or something."