Chapter 420? Curse (Modified)

This is a letter from Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood. He saw the reports in the newspapers, cut out all the pictures and articles related to Luna, and made a picture book.

Those news and comments that said Luna was not good were also secretly recorded by Xenophilius. They had better hope that they did not have any shady tricks or embarrassing things.

For his precious daughter Luna, Xenophilius kept telling him that he could have a good relationship with Alan Harris, but at the student stage, he must not do anything beyond friendship.

In the envelope, Xenophilius also attached a photo of himself, with a lot of blisters on the corner of his mouth, holding an atlas with Luna's photo in his hand and showing it to the camera.

Luna stared at the letter fixedly, clipped the photo of Losenofilius into a copy of "The Quibbler", put it in her bag, and then opened the next letter.

After reading a few lines, Luna put the letter aside casually. The line "I like your light golden soft hair and white skin the most." was gradually blurred by the orange juice spilled by the owl on the table.

Putting the new issue of "The Quibbler" that came with the third letter in her bag, Luna was distracted by the howling of a half-awakened Ron at the Ravenclaw table, and carelessly tore it away. last letter.

A yellow-green liquid sprayed onto her hands, emitting a pungent gasoline smell, and large yellow-yellow blisters immediately appeared on her hands.

"Undiluted pus of Babo tuber!" Allen suddenly appeared beside Luna, and the envelope floated up. Allen glanced at it, smelled the smell on the envelope, and said angrily.

Luna reluctantly raised her hand to observe, her fingers were already covered with thick, painful sores, it looked like she was wearing a pair of thick gloves with bumpy bumps.

Alan's wand pointed at her finger, and a green ointment flew out of his pouch and evenly spread over Luna's injured hand in an instant. The cool feeling penetrated the thick scar, Let Luna feel no pain.

Allen then turned his attention to the letter again, "I read in "Wizard Weekly" that you are the person that Alan Harris misses the most. Allen is the incarnation of Merlin. He is so sunny and handsome. , so excellent, you deserve to be close to Alan, just wait, I just need to find a big envelope, and I will send you a curse next time, if you don't want to die, stay away from my Alan!"

The owls on Luna's dining table were full of food and flew away one by one. The ginger owl flew back to the window and couldn't help backing away. The owl's round eyes widened and it flapped its wings desperately. , but in vain.

It was like a falling meteor, quickly coming to Allen.

Allen stroked its head reassuringly, soothing the owl who was angered innocently.

Allen's wand touched the letter floating in the air, his lips did not move, but a voice that was completely different from Allen's usual modest and calm tone came from his tightly closed mouth, that voice The feeling is not to be heard but to act directly on people's hearts. The arrogance carries a demagogic power, and the evil feeling full of order comes from this language itself. The little wizards in the auditorium began to tremble, and the feeling of weakness and dizziness spread all over their bodies. The weak little wizards in the lower grades even felt paralyzed and could not move at all.

What kind of magic is this? The young wizards present all had this idea in their minds.

"Curse in Purgatory!" Professor Flitwick stood up from the teacher's seat, surprised.

The envelope spun and tumbled rapidly in mid-air, and the dark red light flickered on the piece of paper. A corner of the envelope burst into flames, emitting a strong sulfur smell, and soon the entire letter was reduced to ashes.

A piece of parchment appeared in front of Alan, and Alan quickly wrote on it: "If you want to lift the curse, go to the Ministry of Magic to find the Auror and surrender, and then let them take you to Hogwarts to Luna Goodlow Madam Husband apologizes,

Only then will your curse be lifted. "

The words are through the back of the paper and full of momentum. Allen's anger can be seen just from the handwriting.

Tie the letter to the owl's feet and let it fly away. Seeing Luna's calm expression, Allen's rage was relieved. After recovering, he noticed that the auditorium was affected by his spell. The little wizards who arrived bowed apologetically, instead of performing the usual but slightly proud wizard salute: "I'm really sorry, everyone, I didn't control my emotions just now. Due to my mistake, everyone had a bad experience. feeling."

"Alan!" Professor Flitwick's shrill voice sounded from behind several young wizards. He looked a little panicked, his clothes were a little messy, and he seemed to have managed to squeeze away the little wizards who came to watch because of Luna's accident. They: "You must not kill anyone. Purgatory language carries the power of the devil's contract. Cursed by this language, the subject cannot easily remove it!"

"Thank you, Professor, but I should have controlled the degree." Allen looked at Professor Flitwick who was thinking of himself with a little gratitude, "This is what she started first, she shouldn't have played a malicious prank on Luna And threatened with a curse, I'm just punishing her in her way, as long as my crazy female fan turns herself in as soon as possible, she has enough time for the Aurors to bring her here before this aging curse makes her die of old age Find me to relieve her, and then she spends just enough time in prison for her to experience the experience of rejuvenation like that cursed Benjamin Button. But although the wrinkles will slowly disappear, the lost hair can grow back by itself, and the lost hair The tooth is estimated to go to St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital and drink a glass of bone spirit after prison to recover."

After sending Luna to the school doctor's office, Allen, who came back to help her pack her things, glanced at the ashes on the ground. He felt that Luna and the others' work on improving their soul strength could no longer be carried out slowly, and had to be put on the agenda. Right in front of her, Luna was hurt like this. And that letter was still threatening Luna to mail her a curse next time. Thinking of this possibility, Allen's eyes narrowed. It's time to increase the strength of the soul by absorbing the soul of the giant spider. Maybe it's time to have a special date with Penello.

At night, snowflakes fluttered one after another, and a thick layer fell on the ground. Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

The tall and graceful figure, with exquisite curves, was Penello, who had been sitting in the office of Auror Division for a few days recently; the slightly shorter one was Alan, the Hogwarts score master who was in a period of rapid development.

They appeared in the territory of the giant arachnid, and quickly approached the densely packed giant spiders.