Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Seventh Battle and After-School Activities

Ryan and Hermione naturally wouldn't answer Dolohov's question, and they were probably well aware of the fact that their mouthpieces were often overturned. So they just kept releasing magic to attack Dolohov, especially Hermione, because it was the first time to fight a wizard in this world, so their spirits were always tense, and the attacking magic in their hands did not stop.

In such a dense spell, Dolokhov could not make any effective defense at all. The fight was over in less than two minutes, and Dolokhov was unable to move forward after two blood-colored rays of light hit Dolokhov.

"Is he dead?" Hermione asked in a low voice. This battle made her a little uncomfortable. It felt different from the previous trials. This was the first enemy she killed in her own world, so naturally she had some different feelings in her heart.

"Yes. He's dead." Ryan said after checking with life magic. "Be happy and think how nice Mrs Weasley was to us both during the holidays. And this scum killed Mrs Weasley's brother."

"Yes." Hermione's expression suddenly relaxed. "At least if he's alive no one else can. What we're doing today is to keep more people alive."

After confirming that the Death Eater was dead, the leading unicorn bowed its head slightly to Ryan and left. Lane, on the other hand, habitually stepped forward to touch the corpse.

"Get this." Ryan threw Dolohov's wand to Hermione. "Our wand has trace wire, you can try it later. Blackthorn and snake nerve are quite suitable for combat."

"What else is there besides this?" Hermione also quickly entered the state of collecting loot after the war. "But I don't think there will be anything good. These Death Eaters are just out to get some unicorn blood, and they shouldn't bring their belongings with them."

"You guessed it right." Ryan finally found only a few coins from Dolokhov. "Okay, let's go, but before we do, we'd better clean up this place so we don't cause trouble for the centaurs."

After he finished speaking, he waved a ray of blood into the corpse on the ground, and the corpse immediately began to melt rapidly, and then turned into a blood-red liquid. The blood-red liquid seems to be relatively corrosive, and even the clothes corrode when it gets on the clothes. In the end everything was gone, only a pool of blood remained.

From today's battle, it can be seen that the backbone of the Death Eaters also have their strengths, because Ryan and Hermione mainly used the Blood Burning Curse and Shadow Blade in the battle, and the Blood Burning Curse would cause the enemy to be attacked. The blood, life and soul of the hit person are ignited together. If there are more hits, the human body will feel no worse than being hit by the Cruciatus. In this case, Dolokhov could still make it to the last moment of the battle, even if his resistance was relatively weak because of the previous injury. But from now on, it can be seen that the core Death Eaters' fighting will is indeed not bad, and the Order of the Phoenix was able to survive that year.

When they returned to the battlefield where the centaurs and werewolves had fought before, they found that the werewolves had fled, and several centaurs were picking up arrows they had shot. After telling them that the dark wizards had all left, Ryan and Hermione returned directly to the school's castle.

"Why do you think the Death Eaters came to attack the unicorn?" Hermione asked thoughtfully while walking down the path in the jungle. "Isn't it that the mysterious man temporarily chose to hide because of the problem during the last resurrection? Why would he take the risk and send the few core Death Eaters who are following him to do this kind of thing."

"Maybe it has something to do with my last potion." Ryan thought for a while and said, "I heard Harry say that the most primitive body of the mysterious man is made of cursed unicorn blood mixed with Nagini's venom.

He may now wish to obtain these ingredients to solve his problems. As for why not go to the black market to buy it? It is estimated that because he now has a group of wanted criminals in his hands, it is too dangerous to appear in public. Besides, things like unicorn blood are more closely watched, and it's easy to expose yourself if you don't. "

This is the end of today's night tour. I originally planned to take Hermione for a run in the Forbidden Forest after transforming to get used to it, but I was inexplicably involved in a battle, but fortunately, the final result was still possible: successfully killed A senior Death Eater was taken, which weakened the power of Voldemort's side. However, this also made Ryan feel a little tired, and after returning to his dormitory, he went straight to bed and fell asleep.

The days that followed seemed a little calm, even a little lifeless. Because Umbridge's control of the school is getting tighter. As revenge for the last time Umbridge put Veritaserum in the drink, Ryan and Hermione took turns taking the stage after the members of the book club had mastered the stun spell, using one-on-one combat to teach them how to fight.

"It's not a bad feeling, but I don't think the Ministry of Magic wants it," Zhang Qiu said during a practice session. "So I'm afraid to tell anyone what I've learned here, because I'm worried it will affect my mother who works at the Ministry of Magic."

"Learning these does take some risks in the current atmosphere." Ryan spread his palms. "But I think the risk is worth it, after all, there are ten Death Eaters roaming out there, and each of them kills people. We learn some methods of fighting to at least guarantee that when we touch them, we can save money for them. Buy yourself and your family enough time to escape."

"That's right." "You're right." "That's it, that's why we stay here." Several classmates made a similar voice, "They don't have the ability to take those Death Eaters back. , and we are not allowed to teach ourselves defensive magic. What should we do when we encounter those murderers? Wait to die?" Hannah Abbott's final conclusion expressed the hearts of everyone here.

Clubs organized as Gryffindor students are naturally the focus of attention. But Ryan had set up hidden alchemy detectors at both ends of the corridor in advance, and an alarm would be issued whenever a stranger was detected. So Umbridge's two raids only saw people huddled around discussing paper assignments or practicing the Vanishing Charm with mice. I didn't see anything important.

"Very good, children, please continue to practice." After Umbridge closed the door, Fred said a little depressed after making sure she was gone: "Ah, this kind of life is really boring. What's wrong with this old woman? Can you stay up all the time? There's been news about him and Fudge everywhere except the Daily Prophet lately."

"No way, those pure-bloods would prefer to see Dumbledore go. So Fudge, who insists on fighting against Dumbledore, will always be an eyesore. Not to mention that a tainted Minister of Magic is more of a problem for them. Good control, we miscalculated a bit." Ryan said with a shrug.

Reading clubs as legitimate organizations are like this, and Harry's side is even more difficult. Even though Ryan provided him with a very good venue, their organization was still difficult. Harry, for example, found it almost impossible to fix the D.A. meeting on a certain night of the week, because the three Quidditch teams were to avoid training, and they often changed due to weather conditions. This made it difficult to inform everyone, and people from different colleges frequently walked across the auditorium to talk, which was suspicious.

"Harry, I have something for you." Neville stopped Harry when he decided to leave the dormitory for next week's activities to inform others.

"What?" Harry was a little curious, because he couldn't figure out why Neville wanted to give him something.

"This is actually what Ryan asked me to give you. He thinks that when you give notices, you can't send them directly on the bulletin board like we did, and each notice is too easy to expose. So I made this and let me give it to you." After speaking, Neville took out a stamp with a dial on it to change the time.

"How does this thing work?" Harry said after taking it.

"First put a drop of blood on the handshake to make it yours, then you can give each participant a note at the end of each event with a Hogwarts crest on the end of the handle." Listen. After saying this, Harry looked at the handle carefully and found that the end of the handle was flat, with a Hogwarts school crest the size of a little fingertip on it.

"And then?" Harry asked.

"Once the next meeting time is set, you turn the dial to that time and print on one of the slips, and all slips will show the same thing. Remember, each slip can only appear once '" Neville urged.

"Thank you so much!" Harry put away the stencil, "but I think it's a bit complicated to use."

"Please! You are an underground organization, and safety should come first." Neville said, looking at Harry.

"Yeah, you're right." Harry showed a helpless expression. "I really hope that toad can get out of here."

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