Chapter 1034 ?

Before, when Allen was still bullying Voldemort, the Burrow, a ghostly moon hung in the midnight sky, the monstrous Fierce Fire had been extinguished, and the Burrow could no longer recognize its original appearance, a piece of charred black... On the ground, there were only ruins and a dozen or so skeletons that could be discerned in human form. These mutilated limbs were all left by the Death Eaters.

"Well, why hasn't the car arrived yet..." An Auror captain looked at the watch on his arm, and pressed the Auror badge on his collar, "Where is the car? Hurry up, it's best not to delay too long After the call, the middle-aged Auror captain glanced at the injured Weasley on the ground, and sighed secretly: What Professor McGonagall suffered was just a stun spell, but these Weasleys are different from Professor McGonagall in that their injuries are Caused by black magic, taking them to apparate would likely cause their wounds to worsen during the apparition process.

Arthur put his hands on the grass, struggling to support his body, and wanted to sit up, but his entire leg bones were twisted under the torture curse, and he collapsed on the ground limply, because of the unbearable pain , Arthur's lip was already bitten by him and bleeding, Ginny knelt on one knee beside her father Arthur, her wand lightly touched Arthur's injured leg, trying to heal those distortions with "heal as before" bones. Just as she clicked, Arthur's pain didn't ease at all, his bald forehead was constantly sweating, his lips changed from normal red to pale white and trembling constantly, but in order to avoid Scaring his daughter, he suppressed the pain so that he would not let out a sound. The twitching of his facial muscles showed how much pain he was having at this moment.

George's ears were still bleeding, and his shoulders were stained red. He leaned against Fred, his hands drooping limply at his sides, and his eyes closed in a daze. Bill didn't seem to have any serious injuries. He sat on the grass, covered his bleeding cheek with his hand, and his worried eyes fell on his other hand, as if bristles and sharp hairs would grow out in the next second. paws. Molly squatted beside Bill, tears in her eyes, and she and the other Auror let water pour out of their wands to wash the wound on Bill's cheek.

And Professor McGonagall was still lying unconscious on the grass, her hair, which was always tied tightly behind her head and combed meticulously, was now messed up, her pale cheeks were tilted to one side, and her wand was still tightly clenched in her hand , the Aurors stationed in the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole are constantly helping their former professor of transfiguration: "Captain, it is reasonable to say that Professor McGonagall should wake up, but a few stun spells hit her directly. On the chest, she is indeed not young anymore... You see, why don't you send her directly to St. Mungo's Hospital?"

"Then why do you still ask me to send it quickly!" Captain Auror shouted after hearing the words: "Acrylic, you are personally responsible for sending the professor to St. Mungo's Hospital safely! If something happens to her, don't come back!"

"Yes!" A slightly shorter Auror helped Professor McGonagall, putting her arm around his neck, and the two disappeared from the Burrow in an instant.

"I hope Professor McGonagall is okay...George, your bleeding has finally stopped." Fred stared at the hole left in the original place after his twin brother's ear disappeared, and it finally basically stopped under the effect of the Auror potion He let out a long breath of blood, he had tried the healing spell just now, but it had little effect against this kind of black magic.

George was already awake, and he was groping for the side of his head with his fingers. "That's all right," George said with a smile to Bill's mother who heard the movement and watched him burst into tears. We can be separated."

"Ron, haven't you found George's ear yet?...George's ear is flying..." Fred pulled out his wand, trying to summon George's severed ear with the Flying Charm,

But as before, the spell didn't work.

Ron rummaged through the field full of ashes, and a lot of black and gray ashes were rubbed on his face. He opened his mouth in despair, "I... can't find it anywhere..."

"Maybe it fell into the fire, and it has already been burned." George noticed that Fred was looking at his wand and said quickly, "Don't be stupid Fred, don't do it!"

At this time, there was a sound of collapse from the wreckage of the Burrow that had just been extinguished.

"What are they pulling out the wood for?" The middle-aged male Auror looked for his reputation, raised his eyebrows and looked at the Necromancer knights standing next to the Burrow house, who seemed to be trying to pull out some wooden pillars in the ruins—— And in front of those death knights, lying on the ground was the sorceress holding his broken leg and howling. He looked carefully at a distance just now, and recognized that it was Amiku, the elder brother of the Carlo brothers and sisters. Scarlo, at this time around Amycus, except for him, none of the Death Eaters who had escaped in a hurry and stayed behind was alive—these death knights faced them and faced them after the battle. Weasley's gratitude didn't answer anything, just nodded grimly and continued with these inexplicable activities.

"Move your hand away Bill, we have to rinse longer." Molly's worried voice attracted Captain Auror's attention again. Molly's voice was trembling, but her hand was very steady. She carefully pushed aside Bill's wound so that the inside of the wound could also be washed with water, "Don't worry, today is not a full moon night..."

"Very professional, Mrs. Weasley, the more thorough the cleaning, the less chance of infection." The other Auror who helped Bill looked at Bill's injuries, "The werewolf Greyback didn't transform just now, you'd better The bad result is nothing more than a combination of destruction and starting to like eating raw meat... Uh, brave young man, I mean don't worry, Umbrella Corporation is doing research on this, and they should have the means to deal with this level of infection. "

"I'm sorry... Mrs. Weasley, it's our Auror's negligence that caused you to be attacked tonight..." Captain Auror looked at Molly, a heartbroken mother, with some sympathy, and said softly, "I'll let someone accompany you to see her off." Bill went to the umbrella to make sure just in case, rest assured, we have checked that other people are not life-threatening, but it is estimated that they will still hurt for a while, and I promise to send them to the hospital safely."

"Thank you, sir...Don't say that, it's all because of the Death Eaters..." Molly glanced at her husband uncertainly, Arthur nodded to his wife quickly, and then the mother hurriedly hugged her Her son left with an Auror, and she didn't say anything to Captain Auror, because she felt a little guilty, and she knew that what happened tonight was actually directly related to the adventures of the Order of the Phoenix and the pranks of her twin sons.

Then the screams of the Death Eaters attracted everyone's attention.

The death knight wearing a horned helmet grabbed Amykus by the collar on his hunchback, lifted him up and strode towards the wood stacked by the other two death knights. The stout Amycus At this time, Si looked extraordinarily petite against the other party's background.

Only then did the crowd realize that these death knights had already erected several wooden pillars in front of the Burrow. Just when everyone was wondering what these undead were trying to do, they found that one of the leading death knights had taken off his waistband He pinched Amycus' chin with one hand, and poured the blue herbal medicine with granular liquid in the kettle into his mouth with the other hand.

And after this potion was ingested, Amycus's facial features, which had been wrinkled together due to the pain, eased a little. He, who had collapsed on the wooden shelf and panted for a long time, seemed to be refreshed in a short period of time, and even became a little nervous. Excited, with a broken leg, he struggled to sit up by himself.

"The undead are healing the Death Eaters?" A young female Auror said in surprise beside her captain, "But why did they save these Death Eaters first and not give them to Weasley? These undead don't Could it be that you can’t tell the good from the bad?”

"I'll go over and have a look..." Captain Auror said in a deep voice, taking the lead to walk towards these death knights. The young Auror behind him looked at the huge figures of the death knights, recalled the bloody and brutal performance of the other party just now, couldn't help but clenched the wand in his hand, let out a heavy breath, and hurriedly followed.

Noticing the approach of the Aurors, the death knights also stopped their movements, and fixed their oppressive gazes on the leader, Captain Auror. The female Auror only felt a tinge of fear in her heart, she instinctively moved away from her captain Fang a few steps to alleviate the fear brought by the undead, and couldn't help but look at those Death Eaters who were scattered on the ground before they had time to escape Their heads rolled to the ground, and their limbs were scattered around as if they were decomposed-this made the somewhat timid girl lean against her captain again.

The leading Auror captain stabilized his mind, he was a little uncomfortable due to the identity of the other party's undead, and said politely: "Gentlemen, uh... good evening... I have to thank you again for your help to us tonight... But I'm sorry, I just noticed that the potion you gave this Death Eater seems to be very curative. Look, Mr. Weasley's family over there is our common protection object tonight. Can you give them a part of it? And he..." Captain Auror hesitated for a moment and pointed at Amycus, "Can this Death Eater be handed over? Please rest assured that we are not greedy for credit, and the report will definitely state that it is yours. credit..."

"This melon was captured by us. If you want a prisoner, you can go there yourself. The master does not allow us to do business." The cold eyes of the death knight wearing a horn helmet became inexplicably looking at the wizard in front of him, and he shook his head. She shook the kettle in her hand, "Medicine is not for curing people."

"I'm sorry! I told you to speak out! You read it very well! Let the master lose!" A necromancer kicked the necromancer away, and then just stared blankly at him. The two Aurors, startled by their accents, fell silent.