Chapter 523

Tired, this is everyone's first feeling.

It's true that the night was too tired. Even van Lin, who had no feeling for Quidditch, was driven by the atmosphere and yelled together. After the extreme excitement, the more exciting thing was the arrival of the vampire.

The night was a bit too much and difficult to pass strictly, and van Lin's body.

They were the last to come out, and all the Wizards outside the stadium went back to their tents, but the tents were still dark.

This is really terrible, those death eaters, it left an indelible impression on the people in the magic world.

Even though they know that these people have left, who can guarantee that these death eaters will not come back?

Death eaters who absorbed vampires.

This is a place that everyone can't think of.

It can be said that no one can understand why these vampires joined the Death Eaters' camp. The leaders of the already declining organization have died. What else can attract these dark creatures.

It's hard to understand.

It's the same with van Lin, and Trevor didn't explain to him what kind of deal he had with Voldemort.

Partners?

It's hard to convince van Lin.

Trevor was playing with fire, and the dark green flame could swallow their blood at any time.

The atmosphere is a little dignified, the whole camp is quiet, no one will be in a good mood.

For those Quidditch players, this is undoubtedly more desperate.

These people spoiled their holiday, the home victory of Ireland, which was something to celebrate throughout the UK.

However, the sudden disturbance took away the honor originally belonged to them, which is undoubtedly a very sad thing.

No one will pay attention to the Quidditch, which was originally very topical, which would have been good for both teams.

The crowd passed through the dark camp in silence, and the only few lights were quickly extinguished, as if they were afraid of attracting someone's attention.

Several people entered the tent. Because of the blockade of the Ministry of magic, Charlie, Percy and Bill did not enter the scope of the ruins. They tried to come in and moved out of Mr. Weasley, but the Aurors insisted on keeping them out of the way of the three great men.

"How about it?" Charlie said.

"Let's go in and talk about it." Mr. Weasley said.

"I saw the sign, who was it, the man..."

"A crazy guy, his believer." Mr. Weasley said quickly that he had all the people in the tent and that he had a lot of work to do.

After putting everyone in place, Mr. Weasley and Sirius left quickly with Percy. There was a lot of work to deal with. They were all from the Ministry of magic.

The original warm little table became a little cold.

Ginny went to the kitchen to get some food and lit an oil lamp on the table, which made the dark little table warm.

They got a sofa for van Lin and Hermione. They didn't have much strength.

Van Lin's face was bitter, he just used a small part of magic to take out some magic medicine, which made his body ache.

"I'll help you." Said Harry.

Van Lin shook his head. "This thing can't be used by others. It has protective magic." Van Lin said, he wiped on the chest, two bottles of dark red magic medicine appeared from his hand.

"What is this?"

"Considering the possibility, Dumbledore helped me prepare the blood potion." But it's not that good to drink

"It's like a vampire. You guys make potions..." Ginny said.

"No way. It works best." Van Lin said, and then he handed Hermione a bottle of potion.

"Drink it, it should make you feel better, at least you can walk by yourself tomorrow."

"I can do it now, and my situation..."

"You can't drink too much, or I'll take out more." Van Lin said with a wry smile that he would drink this for many days in a row. It seemed that he would write a letter to Dumbledore.

Vaseline shook his head. He looked up and poured the potion.

"It's hard to drink..." Vanillin tried to resist the desire to vomit, and he swallowed the thick liquid in his mouth.

"You should know that this thing is to your body Where did you get such a bad potion... " Hermione's words suddenly changed. It was obvious that these potions were far better than at least they made in what they wanted.

"Dumbledore is good at making magic potions, but this taste..." Fan Lin I feel I am not myself. Make complaints about him."But This effect... "" Hermione almost spits out, "this It's still good. "

It must be admitted that these potions are much better than Professor snepp's, at least those faint fever make his body feel much better.

"This thing..." Harry sniffed at the bottle, "really You two are hard. "

"No way..." Van Lin shrugged his shoulders.

After a little episode, the atmosphere in the tent picked up, at least they found a space to speak.

Until now, all people really realize that it's far from the bad things, at least now.

"Hey, brother, you're really handsome." Fred joked.

"Especially the Bleep..." he said

“？？”

"Beep?" Fanlin is a little bit confused.

"It's two balls of light that hit each other. You and the old vampire are facing their faces. It's really exciting."

“……”

If possible, van Lin should now be described as black lines.

"It's magic. If you like, I can give it to you two. It's a necessary skill. I try not to break your two heads."

"Hey, brother, don't be so fierce." Fred patted van Lin on the shoulder.

"We just want to praise you. After all, no one can do it, it's like..."

"Two extra large light bulbs..."

Harry said suddenly, and Fred and George were just a little bit confused.

"Bulb?"

"Ah..." Harry is a little bit of a monger, and he doesn't understand why everyone responds.

"The Muggle world lighting tool," Hermione said, helplessly, "Harry, Fred and George have not used it."

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