HP Approaches the Magical World

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"Be careful!"

Just as they were about to leave, Neville yelled in horror. He was staring at the Death Eater with his head in the glass bell.

The three men raised their wands again, but no one hit them: they all opened their mouths intently, watching the changes in the head with fear.

It was shrinking quickly, becoming more and more bald, its black hair and beard stubble retracted into its head, its cheeks became smooth, its head was round and covered with a layer of fluff.

Just as the Death Eater was struggling to stand up again, a baby's head grew weirdly on his thick, muscular neck;

However, just when they were stunned, the head began to swell to its previous size, and thick black hair grew from the top of the head and chin.

"It's time," Hermione said in a fearful voice, "time."

The Death Eater shook his ugly head again, trying to get himself awake, but before he could cheer up, his head began to shrink back to his infancy again, and a shout came from a nearby room, followed by There was a bump and a scream.

"Ron?"

Harry yelled, turning away from the weird phenomenon before him, "Ginny? Luna?"

"Harry!" Hermione screamed.

The Death Eater had pulled his head out of the bell-shaped glass cover. He looked weird. The little baby's head was shouting loudly, and his stout arms were waving around. It was very dangerous and almost hit him. Harry had bowed his head to avoid.

Harry raised his wand, but to his surprise, Hermione grabbed his arm.

"You can't hurt a baby!"

There is no time to debate this issue!

Harry heard more footsteps coming from the hall of prophecy, getting louder and louder, and he realized that he shouldn't shout so loudly, exposing their position, but it was too late.

"come!"

He greeted, and the door at the other end was open, leading to the black foyer, and they ran toward the door quickly, leaving behind the rickety Death Eater with the ugly baby's head.

As soon as they ran halfway, Harry saw through the open door that two other Death Eaters were running towards them through the black room;

He immediately turned around, rushed into a dark and messy small office on the left, and slammed the door behind them.

"Quickly—" Hermione said, but before she could finish the spell, the door was knocked open and the two Death Eaters rushed in.

Accompanied by cheers of victory, both of them shouted: "There are many obstacles!"

Harry, Hermione, and Neville were all knocked into flight;

Neville was thrown behind the table and disappeared;

Hermione slammed into a bookshelf, and the thick books poured down, immediately burying her;

The back of Harry's head slammed into the stone wall behind him, with gold stars in front of him. For a moment he was dizzy and couldn't do anything.

"We caught him!"

The Death Eater closest to Harry shouted, "In an office, away from—"

"No sound!"

Hermione cast a spell, and the Death Eater's voice disappeared.

Through the hole in the mask, he was still moving his mouth, but there was no sound at all, and his accomplices pushed him aside.

"All petrochemicals!"

When the second Death Eater raised his wand, Harry also cast a spell. The Death Eater’s arms and legs slammed together, and he fell face down at Harry’s feet. The carpet was stiff like a wooden board and could not move.

"Awesome, ha—"

The Death Eater who had just been beaten dumb by Hermione suddenly waved his wand, and something like a purple flame penetrated Hermione’s chest. Hermione seemed to be surprised with a soft "Oh", and she shrank to the ground. It doesn't move anymore.

"Hermione!"

Harry hurriedly knelt next to her, and Neville quickly crawled over from under the table, holding his wand in front of him.

As soon as the Death Eater saw Neville, he immediately kicked him in the head-kicking off Neville's wand and kicking him in the face.

Neville screamed in pain, and pulled back, covering his mouth and nose.

Harry turned and held his wand high, and saw that the Death Eater had pulled off his mask and was aiming his wand at him.

Harry recognized this pale, distorted long face, which was published in the Daily Prophet, and killed the wizard Dolohov of the Puwits.

Dolohov grinned open, his free finger pointed at the prophecy ball still in Harry's hand, pointed at himself, and then at Hermione.

Although he was speechless, his meaning couldn't be clearer:

Give me the prophecy ball, or you will end up with her.

"Handing over the prophecy ball will kill us all the same!"

There was a panic in Harry's head, and he could no longer think normally.

He put a hand on Hermione's shoulder and could still feel her body temperature, but he didn't dare to look at her at all.

Don't let her die, don't let her die, if she dies it's all my fault.

"Whatever you do, Harry," Neville said excitedly under the table, his hands hanging down a little, and he knew his nose had been kicked off at a glance, and blood was dripping down his mouth and chin." Don’t call it expensive (don’t give it to him)!"

Then there was a bang outside the door, and Dolohov looked back, and a Death Eater with a baby head appeared at the door.

His head yelled, and his huge uncontrollable fists swung at everything around him. Harry caught the opportunity: "All petrochemicals!"

Before Dolohov had time to resist, the spell had hit him~www.wuxiahere.com~ He threw forward and pressed sideways on his comrades. Both of them were stiff as wooden boards and moved. Not moving anymore.

"Hermione," Harry immediately shook Hermione, when the Death Eater with a baby head staggered out of sight. "Hermione, wake up."

"Did he do four (what) to her?"

Neville said, crawling over from under the table, kneeling on the other side of Hermione, blood pouring out of his rapidly swollen nose.

"I do not know."

Neville fumbled and held Hermione's wrist.

"There is still a pulse, Harry, I can do it (for sure)."

Harry sighed deeply, dizzy for an instant.

"She is still alive?"

"Yes, I think so."

None of them said any more. Harry tried his best to listen to the surrounding movement, but could only hear the whimper and the sound of stumbling and walking, which was made by the Death Eater with the baby's head in the next room.

"Navi, we are not far from the exit,"

Harry whispered, "It happens to be next to the round room.

If you can go through there to find the right door before the other Death Eaters arrive, I dare you to take Hermione into the corridor and into the elevator.

Then, you can find someone, or call the police. "

"Then you want to do four (what)?" Neville said as he wiped his bleeding nose with his sleeves, frowning at Harry.

"I'm going to find someone else."

"Well, I want to (get) angry with you (go) to find the big (them)."

Neville said without hesitation.

"But, Hermione—"

"We will (take) her a few times."

Neville said firmly, "I'm here to carry her-you deal with them (stronger) than mine."