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After a day of fighting, Ryan had planned to get a good night's sleep. However, his goal was not achieved, because he was awakened by a sharp voice within an hour of lying down. When he opened his eyes, he saw Buck, the house elf who had just sent Malfoy mother and child to rest, was standing beside him.

"What happened, Buck." Ryan asked, propping himself up with his arms, and then looked at the watch by the bed. "It's only one o'clock in the morning, did something happen?"

"Professor McGonagall ordered me to take you there," said the house-elf Buck in a shrill voice. "She asked you to bring all the things you need to cast the spell, because now you need to save a person."

"Save people!" Ryan became nervous all of a sudden, he quickly got up and tied the belt with the space belt on his body, and then said to Buck as soon as he put on the school uniform robe over the nightgown. "Hurry up and take me to save people, every second counts now."

"No problem, sir." Afterwards, Buck grabbed Ryan's arm and launched Apparition. After experiencing the feeling of being squeezed out of a small pipe, Ryan found himself in the school hospital. Madam Pomfrey, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and Professor Slughorn gathered around a hospital bed in front of him. After hearing the voice in the ward, Professor McGonagall turned to look at Ryan.

"Ryan, you're here, hurry up and see how Professor Dumbledore is doing now?" From Professor McGonagall's tone, Ryan heard a hint of anxiety.

"What! Is it Professor Dumbledore who was injured?" Ryan quickly walked to the hospital bed and looked down. Sure enough, it was Professor Dumbledore who was lying on the hospital bed. He was muttering something unconsciously, his face turned blue. . Things don't look so good.

"How did Professor Dumbledore get into this state?" Ryan looked at the professors and asked.

"It's not that damn Snape." Professor Flitwick said with anger on his face, "He pretended to be the school's past messenger to gain Dumbledore's trust, and then suddenly attacked Dumbledore in the battle between Dumbledore and the mysterious man." Blidore, as a result, Dumbledore was distracted by the curse of the mysterious man at a critical moment. Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore suppressed the curse and repelled the mysterious man. But he fell down after he came back. Mentioned you. Thought you could save him. So we're calling you over now."

"We have used all the feasible solutions we think, but Dumbledore has not woken up." Madam Pomfrey interrupted. "So we can only follow Mr. Principal's instructions to see what you can do."

It seems that Professor McGonagall came to him just now because the professors were completely lost, so he could only follow Dumbledore's last order to find Ryan as a student. To put it bluntly, the professors actually didn't have much hope when Paijia elf came to him, that is, they grasped the last straw with a mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But Ryan doesn't think the professors are doing something wrong, because the difficulties encountered now don't look like problems that an underage student can solve from any angle.

He walked to the head of the bed and checked Professor Dumbledore with his wand. After seeing the conclusion of checking the magic feedback, he thought about it, took out a Erlenmeyer flask from the space bag and put it on the bedside table, and then took out two more Pour the sulfur powder and mercury contained in the palm-sized glass bottle into the Erlenmeyer flask in a one-to-one weight ratio. In the end, he took out the pink Madonna of the Rose and used it to draw an alchemy circle around the conical flask in the air while chanting the spell.

Under the influence of Our Lady of the Rosary, mercury and sulfur powder slowly mixed together, and finally turned into a bottle of bright red potion like blood.

"This is the elixir of life!" Slughorn, the potion master, immediately recognized what the potion in Ryan's hand was, and then looked at the small pink gemstone in Ryan's hand in shock.

"This piece in your hand is—" Slughorn finally couldn't hold back his inner curiosity and asked.

"It's about the same as what you think, but Professor, you'd better give in now, I need to save someone now." After speaking, Ryan pushed Slughorn away from Dumbledore's head in a somewhat rude way. Slughorn didn't react when Lane pushed him away, but let Lane push him away with a look of shock, all the while muttering to himself.

Ryan first raised Dumbledore's head and held the Rosary Madonna in his left hand and said a spell to his face. At the same time, Madam Pomfrey was asked to help open Professor Dumbledore's mouth, and then he lifted the conical flask with his right hand and poured a cup of thick blood-red elixir that had just been prepared into Dumbledore's mouth. After a while, Dumbledore's eyelids fluttered a few times and opened.

"It's great that you're finally awake, Albus," said Professor McGonagall. "How do you feel now?"

"Not very well." Dumbledore smiled. "But now I should be out of danger. Tom is stronger than I thought, and this life-draining spell almost killed me. By the way, how is the school? Voldemort's sneak attack didn't work."

"No." Professor McGonagall shook his head. "Mr. Liang and Miss Granger teamed up to kill all the intruders, and he just saved you with a cup of strange potion."

"Ah, Ryan, I have to say thank you to you today." Dumbledore slowly turned his head and said to Ryan seriously, and then he said to everyone around him. "Okay, it's very late today, I think you are tired after working all day, so everyone go to rest."

Just when everyone was about to leave, Dumbledore said again: "By the way, Ryan, please stay, I want to discuss with you about the next step of treatment."

After the professors left, only Ryan was left standing in front of Dumbledore's hospital bed. After a few minutes of silence, Dumbledore unbuttoned his robe and looked at his chest. At this time, Ryan clearly saw a black mark like a spider shadow on Dumbledore's chest, and even Ryan saw that the mark seemed to be alive.

Although he felt that Voldemort was a curse cast on Dumbledore when he checked with Our Lady of the Rose before, Ryan was still surprised when he saw the curse with his own eyes.

"Thank you for everything you just did, Ryan, how much time do you think I have?" Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was asking how the weather will be tomorrow.

"If you don't get hurt like this, I don't think it's a problem for you to live for more than ten years, but you need to cooperate with my treatment, and at the same time, you have to pay some price." Ryan raised the Rosary apron After Dumbledore checked carefully a few times, he said firmly.

Dumbledore smiled. "It's much better than I thought, I'm really lucky to have a student like you, well, can you tell me what the cost is?"

"The ring finger of your left hand," Ryan said. "I need to compress the curse on you into the ring finger closest to your heart from a mystical point of view by casting spells for seven consecutive days, and then cast spells to cut off your ring finger. I'm sorry, this is already the least price I can think of way."

"It's okay, this is much better than I thought. I always thought that this spell only gave me less than a year's lifespan. It seems that the knowledge you have mastered includes many blind spots in our current magic knowledge." Then Dumbledore winked mischievously at Ryan. "Losing a ring finger is not unacceptable to me, at least at my current age, I don't need to think about love for the time being."

"Well, this treatment process will take seven days, and I hope that you can cooperate with my treatment around the clock every day for the next week." Ryan seriously urged, "But can you tell me why you told Professor McGonagall before you fell into a coma Let me come over?"

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