Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"What about everyone else?"

"Mr. Weasley, Fred, Bill, and Fleur haven't come back yet. After we fought Voldemort, Harry and Hagrid were finally found by Voldemort, but there was nothing wrong with them. Lupine also brought George came back, but..."

"George lost an ear." Lupine finished the last sentence for Ivan.

"Missing one..." Hermione repeated sharply.

"Snape did it," said Lupine.

"Snape?" Harry called. "You don't mean..."

"His hood slipped off in the chase, and the Unseen Curse has always been Snape's forte. I wish I could have retaliated against him, but I couldn't. After George was injured, I could only hold him up as best I could." He stayed on the broom, he lost a lot of blood."

"Damn it, don't let me meet that nasty snot!" Sirius roared angrily.

"Calm down, Sirius, one day we'll go back to him to settle the score, but not today."

Silence returned in the yard, and there was no movement around.

Xingxing stared at her unblinking eyes, so indifferent.

Mr. Weasley, Fred, Bill, and Fleur haven't come back yet, and I hope nothing will happen to them.

"Please, one of you can come and help me!" Hagrid yelled, stuck in the door frame again.

Ivan, Hermione, and Harry went to pull him out, and then the four of them walked back to the living room through the empty kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Elaine and Gabriel were still tending to George, and Mrs. Weasley had stopped the bleeding.

Just by the light, it was clearly visible that George's ear was gone, leaving a big clear hole.

"how is he?"

"I couldn't get it to grow back, it was knocked off by dark magic, but luckily... he's still alive," said Mrs Weasley.

"Yeah, luck in misfortune!"

"Thank goodness!"

"I heard noises in the yard, is my sister back?" Gabriel asked.

"Not yet!" Ivan said, "Don't worry, Gabriel, she'll be fine. Ordinary Death Eaters can't stop Fleur and Bill."

There was another moment of silence. Obviously, this atmosphere will continue until everyone returns safely.

Ivan felt that he shouldn't stay here anymore. Just as he was about to propose to go upstairs to see Ron, George moved on the pillow and opened his eyes.

"Hey, you guys are all here, don't be so sad." He said weakly, "Be happy, I still..."

At this moment, there was a loud crash in the kitchen.

"Get out of the way, Remus, I will prove who I am, but I have to see my son first, if you want to know, get out of the way!"

cried Mr Weasley, and rushed into the living room, his bald head glistening with sweat, his glasses askew.

Fred followed him, both pale but unhurt.

"Arthur!" sobbed Mrs. Weasley, "oh, thank God!"

"How is he?" Mr. Weasley fell to his knees beside George with a plop.

Fred stared dumbfounded at his twin brother's wound from behind the sofa, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"How are you feeling, George?"

"Very good!" George groped the side of his head with his fingers, with that familiar smirk on his face, "Sounds good!"

"What's the matter with him?" asked Fred in a hoarse voice of horror. "He's got a brain injury, too?"

"Sounds good!" repeated George, looking up at his brother. "Look, brother, I have a hole. Listen to the hole, Fred, do you understand?"

Mrs. Weasley cried even harder, and Fred's pale face suddenly blushed.

"Bad!" he said to George, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Bad! The whole world's ear-related humor is in front of you, and you pick a hole?"

"It's all right now." George smiled and said to his tearful mother, "Mom, you can finally separate the two of us."

Chapter 1563 The Secret of the Magic Wand

"Okay, you all be happy, don't be like this just because I have an extra hole. Harry, smile, anyway, we finally got you back safely." George looked around and continued to ask, "Rom Where's Eun and Bill? Why don't they huddle around my sickbed?"

"Bill hasn't come back yet, Ron is upstairs, he's unconscious." Mrs. Weasley said, "Their group encountered a mysterious person."

The smile on George's face faded, "Is Ron all right?"

"It's nothing, he may have woken up." Ivan said, "Let's go up and see him."

Several people came to Ron's room along the stairs, and he was lying on the bed quietly.

"Oh, Ron, is he really all right?"

"It is certain that there is no physical injury." Ai Wen said, "He..."

At this moment, a pained expression suddenly flashed across Ron's face.

"Ivan, what's wrong with him?" Ginny asked hastily.

"He looks miserable!"

"This is exactly what I'm worried about, the magic that directly acts on the spirit and even the soul." Ivan said, observing Ron's expression, "When we arrived, he was surrounded by Voldemort's black mist. Voldemort's body has A part of the evil god has been transformed, his black mist is not only black magic, but also has a part of the evil god's attack characteristics, which can directly affect the spirit or spirit, just like the dementor. It seems to be affecting Ron. This is his The reason why he has been in a coma is that his condition is not very good."

Noticing the expressions of Harry, Ginny, and Hermione, Ivan hurriedly added, "But don't worry too much, this kind of mental or soul impact is usually very short and will not leave irreversible damage, Ron Probably going to have a little bit of a nightmare and then wake up."

Unless Voldemort kept a portion of his soul inside Ron, as he had done with Harry, the magic would dissipate and he would soon recover.

Of course Voldemort wouldn't do that, his soul couldn't continue to split, and even if it split, he wouldn't choose Ron to become a Horcrux, but Ivan didn't know much about evil gods after all, and he didn't know what characteristics Voldemort would turn into evil gods. , he felt that after Ron woke up, he had to check his condition again.

"I really hope he can recover as soon as possible. Their group is the worst. I heard that Moody..."

"It's all my fault!" Harry whispered suddenly, "Mad-Eye and Ron, George's ear, and... if I didn't agree to the plan..."

"Don't say that, Harry!"

"No, it's all my fault!" said Harry stubbornly. "I should have fought Voldemort alone."

Looking at Ron in pain on the bed, his internal organs were clenched like fists.

"You've done a good job. I heard from Hagrid that your magic repelled him. This is something no one has ever done."

"It wasn't me!" said Harry flatly. "It was my wand, and my wand acted on its own."

"But that's impossible, Harry," said Hermione gently. "You're saying you cast the spell unconsciously, and you reacted instinctively."

"No!" Harry said, "I just told Alvin and Sirius that the motorcycle was falling, and I couldn't figure out where Voldemort was, but my wand spun around in my hand and aimed at him. shot him a spell, I don't even know what it is, I've never made golden flames before."

"That sounds so surreal."

"Maybe you have a power that you don't even know, the power that can defeat Voldemort." Elaine said.

"My father once said that a person can often perform magic that he never dreamed of." Ginny nodded. "It's like an untrained child..."

She wanted to use the example of Magic Riot, but Harry cut him off through gritted teeth, "It's not like that, that's not my power!"

"Maybe it's because of the wand." Ivan said.

"Wand?"

"Yeah, I was guessing from what you said just now, but I can't be sure." Ivan said, "Harry's wand may have something to do with Voldemort's power. When he tried to kill Harry, it automatically carried out Fight back. Like what happened to us a few years ago when he came back from the resurrection..."

Harry didn't hear Ivan's words clearly, because his scar suddenly hurt without warning.

Suddenly, the scar's pain peaked.

He clutched his forehead and closed his eyes as a voice screamed in his head.

"You told me that if you use someone else's wand, the problem will be solved!"

Suddenly Harry saw a thin, gaunt old man lying on the stone floor in ragged clothes.

He uttered a terrible, long scream, with unbearable pain in his voice...

"No! No! I beg you, I beg you..."

"How dare you deceive Lord Voldemort, Ollivander!"

"I didn't...I swear I didn't..."

"You want to help Potter, you want to help Potter escape from me!"

"I swear I didn't... I thought a different wand would do the trick..."

"Then explain this, Lucius' wand was destroyed!"

"I don't understand... that connection... only exists between... your two wands..."

"lie!"

"Please, please..."

Harry saw the white hand raise his wand, felt Voldemort's rampant rage, saw the frail old man squirm in agony on the ground.

"Once my magic is successful, I will throw away the wand, a weak weapon, but before that, you must tell me the secret of the wand, and I will..."

"Harry?"

It all disappeared again suddenly, and Harry was sitting next to Ron, his hands clutching the quilt tightly.

The scar still pricked, and it took him a moment to realize where he was.

"Are you listening to me?" Ivan asked.

"Your face looks terrible."

"I'm fine!" Harry said with a trembling voice, "My complexion is probably better than Ollivander's. There is indeed something wrong with the wand..."

He recounted the scene he saw just now, and everyone seemed to be terrified.

"But this should stop! Your scar, it shouldn't be like this anymore!" said Hermione immediately.

"You must never allow that connection to be reconnected, Dumbledore wants you to shut down your brain!"

"Whether you invade his brain or let him enter yours, it is a very dangerous behavior." Ai Wen said.

After Voldemort had broken the limits of magic tonight, he and Harry had reconnected.

As long as Voldemort's mood swings violently, Harry can enter his brain.

Voldemort probably forgot to seal his brain, or maybe couldn't...

With his current state, the damage to Harry's brain tonight must be quite large, too large to recover.

Seeing that Harry hadn't answered, Hermione went over and grabbed his arm.

"Harry, he's taken over the Ministry of Magic, newspapers and half the wizarding world! Don't let him take over your brain!"

"I see!" Harry murmured, "I'll control myself and try to shut my brain. But don't you think it's worth seeing what I'm seeing? He grabbed Ollivander and wanted the wand And, besides, he's doing that magic, and if it works, he won't need a wand any more!"

Chapter 1564 The Chosen One

Harry's information is indeed very valuable. It seems that Voldemort is determined to use that magic to transform himself into an evil god!

Once he succeeded, he would no longer be a human wizard, and naturally he would no longer need any magic wand as a weapon.The monster's body itself is a weapon, not the body of the evil god decomposed by Salazar Slytherin, nor the projection of the evil god under the seal, but a complete evil god, a powerful monster incarnated by Voldemort.

If Voldemort's magic cannot be stopped, then this will be the enemy that Ivan and the others need to face.

As for the secret of the Elder Wand, Ivan was not too worried. That wand was indeed powerful, but its owner was not Voldemort.

Only the real master can use this strongest wand.

Voldemort didn't know this at all. He couldn't exert the power of the Elder Wand, and he would even suffer backlash if he used it forcibly.

"Something has to be done," said Harry at last. "Voldemort has to be stopped."

"Judging from tonight's situation, we are still unable to fight him head-on." Aiwen said, "We have to follow the previous plan."

"Then when do we start? We can't wait any longer, I think we can..."

"First of all, you have to cut off contact with him, Harry!" Hermione said stubbornly again, glaring at him aggressively, "Otherwise you can't go anywhere and stay here under the protection of the Order of the Phoenix. I don't want you to be sensed by Voldemort because of that scar just after you left the Burrow."

"I'll try to close my brain, Hermione, there won't be a next time!" Harry didn't meet Hermione's eyes.

At this time, Gabriel suddenly jumped up from the bed and screamed. She pointed out the window and shouted, "Look, my sister is back!"

Following the direction of her finger, everyone saw a thestral suddenly appearing in the sky and landing in the yard.