Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

The subsequent treatment naturally opened the eyes of the other two people in the room.

Harry handed Cheng Xiao something called a scalpel.

He then swallowed hard and helped hold down Moody, who was lying down.

Although I have been informed of the next steps.

But Harry couldn't help but close his eyes as he watched the blood flow from the reopened wound.

Harry could still bear it with his right leg.

But by the time Harry was to have his right eye surgery, he had started to tremble, and there was nothing they could do.

Let's put it this way: Harry's right eye is starting to feel phantom pain.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was too horrible to look at.

Cheng Xiao originally suggested waiting until the afternoon or evening to proceed.

It would be better to have pain-relieving medication or to seek help from other magicians.

Potions Professor Snape.

Charms professor Felix Flitwick.

Herbalism Professor Pomona Sprout.

Or perhaps it's the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey; all of them possess healing and restorative magic.

While finger regeneration is impossible, simple pain relief and recovery are not a problem.

With their help and the Flame of Life, Cheng Xiao felt more at ease.

However, just after Cheng Xiao made this suggestion.

However, this was met with strong opposition from Moody's, who insisted on starting immediately.

That's why we had that violent scene with the bloody shadow just now.

And it was this time.

Harry looked at Professor Moody, who was lying on the bed wearing only an undershirt.

This is the first time I've understood why Neville idolizes this person.

Aside from the scars on his face, one leg, and one eye.

This professor, who was lame in the academy, had not a single good piece of flesh on his body.

When Cheng Xiao saw this, he just grinned habitually, after all, it was nothing to him.

Whether it's on the battlefield in the real world or the wounds I see in the God Realm.

In his eyes, they were all pretty much the same.

But for Harry, who was fifteen years old at the time, this was a completely different world.

A cruel world.

Harry, who was learning offensive magic during this time, could be seen through the scars on his body.

You can even tell what kind of magic caused these scars.

Looking at his right eye, which looked like a bloody hole.

Harry didn't know how much it hurt, but at that moment he thought of the spider that had been hit by the Crucifixion Curse.

Even so, Harry only sensed Professor Moody's subconscious exertion and his deeply hidden struggle.

No cries of pain were heard.

Because all the sounds are hidden beneath the throat.

Until the golden flames appeared.

Harry was just coming back to his senses from that cruel world.

Because what he then witnessed was nothing short of a miracle.

The withered flesh and blood that had just been cut open by the scalpel were once again rejuvenated with unprecedented vitality.

They began to grow and extend at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Because of the speed, Harry even vaguely heard a splattering sound of flesh tearing apart.

After the entire right leg had finished growing, a tightly closed eye appeared in the hole that was originally just a bloody hole.

The treatment is over.

Cheng Xiao looked at Moody, who was covered in white smoke, with a serious expression.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a pale green life potion and injected it.

After all, having received so many benefits, they should at least be reasonable, right?

Cheng Xiao comforted himself inwardly.

The subsequent transactions went very smoothly.

Moody looked at Cheng Xiao without the slightest hesitation and turned his gaze to him.

However, in the end, he still wore a black eye patch to cover his right eye, which had completely healed.

Even after he could walk normally again, he reverted to his initial limp.

Just when Harry and Cheng Xiao couldn't understand it.

Moody also made another request: that no one know that his right leg and right eye have returned to normal.

Even if Cheng Xiao was slow on the uptake, he had already figured it out by this point. As for Harry, although he didn't understand, he readily agreed.

After all, compared to Harry, this former Auror had just as many enemies.

Cheng Xiao believed that when this person, who had fully recovered, was ambushed by the Death Eaters again, he would definitely bring them a big surprise.

After leaving the teaching building.

"By the way, Harry, do you know the Summoning Charm?"

Harry stopped in his tracks, startled. He had been so focused on the "surgery" that he hadn't really thought about this.

Cheng Xiao laughed as he watched Harry slink away.

evening.

Inside the Chamber of Secrets, watching Hermione leave, Harry stopped Ron, who remained silent.

After going through this.

Harry decided to make a change, such as trying to win back his friends.

“Ron, I think we should have a serious talk.”

"Also, Hagrid has already told me about the dragons."

Ron turned around, thought for a moment, and said with a conflicted expression:
“Harry, I can accept it if you tell me beforehand, but there are some things you shouldn’t keep from your friends.”

"You really didn't ask Brother Cheng to sign you up for the Cup of Fire?"

Cheng Xiao, who was eating sunflower seeds, was surprised to hear this and realized he would get some too.

He interrupted the two of them, both amused and exasperated.

Cheng Xiao felt it was time to make a move.

"Stop, stop, stop, you two."

"I have something great here that can make you two instantly trust and understand each other, and then reconcile."

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Harry was taken aback: "Brother Cheng, is it like the telepathic conversation we had last time?"

Cheng Xiao raised a finger and shook it.

"No, no, no, that's just to help you understand the other person's thoughts and intentions. If the other person doesn't think about it, you won't be able to receive it either."

"And this is much more magical; it can make the two of you become one in a certain way."

"You can see each other's entire memories, thoughts, secrets, and so on."

"It's like Harry, you can become Ron and experience his life."

"Ron, you're the same way."

"Of course, I've only heard about this process from others, but I've never actually tried it myself."

"So it might not be that amazing."

Harry listened blankly; in fact, he didn't understand much.

But after taking a deep breath, he still said:
"Ron, I really didn't volunteer for the Goblet of Fire. If you don't believe me, then come on!"

Upon hearing this, Ron had no choice but to agree to the plan, even though he was reluctant.

Cheng Xiao had already guessed that the two would agree.

He took out a machine that neither Harry nor Ron could understand, right in front of them.

After a dazzling series of adjustments, they transformed into two semi-reclining metal chairs.

And there are countless cables connecting the two seats.

"What are you looking at? Lie down!"

The cold touch enveloped my entire body.

Harry and Ron both closed their eyes.

Upon seeing this scene, Cheng Xiao couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder if the neural linking devices in Pacific Rim will affect these two main characters."

Despite saying this, Cheng Xiao excitedly pressed the start button. As his mind continued to sink, Harry felt himself entering a special place.

Then a peculiar feeling of disgust arose in his emotions.

Harry didn't know what it was at first, but then a scene unfolded.

Once Harry was there, he realized that it was a hatred directed at spiders.

But Harry knew perfectly well that he didn't hate spiders before; at most, they were just a little scary.

But now, this aversion is almost an instinct.

Especially now, surrounded in the cave by countless spiders the size of human heads.

From Ron's perspective.

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was a lake in the darkness.

It was a lake in the forbidden forest.

However, compared to what I had in mind, this lake was teeming with countless Dementors.

In the bright moonlight, Ron could even see the black cloaks fluttering in the wind on each Dementor.

Just as Ron could clearly see his surroundings, the Dementors moved at the same time.

After emitting terrifying shrieks, they swooped down towards his location.

Looking at myself as I was gradually surrounded.

Fear, panic, coldness, helplessness—a multitude of peculiar emotions surged and overwhelmed him.

And just when Ron felt his spirit was about to be overwhelmed by this negativity.

His hand, which was holding the wand, involuntarily rose up.

Then, an unfamiliar incantation and gesture appeared on his body.

The next moment, a blinding white light suddenly shot out from the wand.

After leaving the body, the white light scattered instantly, eventually forming a white barrier in front of the body.

All the Dementors were blocked on the other side.

Cheng Xiao probably didn't expect this either.

After the two neurons are linked.

The first step is not to see the trust issue that the other party is struggling with.

Rather, it is their deepest fear.

Once the two of them emerged from each other's fears, they began to see each other's lives and pasts from a different perspective.

Harry could even smell the pies wafting from the Weasleys' house.

Molly Weasley's laughter, emanating from beside the fireplace, enveloped him like a warm current.

He saw young Ron hiding in the attic, stealing chicken legs, being chased and beaten by the twin brothers.

I saw the whole family crammed into the shabby house again at Christmas.

As Ginny unwrapped her sweater, her braid brushed against her cheek.

These ordinary, heartwarming moments felt so foreign to Harry that they made his chest ache.

Harry couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

Harry quickly became immersed in Ron's memories.

Ron, who was overwhelmed by the love and affection of his family since childhood, also experienced the life of an orphan.

For example, at this moment he is curled up in the darkness of the Dursleys' cupboard.

Listening to my cousin's shrill curses about "monsters," my fingers instinctively touched a dead spider in a crack in the cold floor.

And this is just the beginning.

Until he was eleven years old.

The two met at a London train station and saw each other as their destiny.

Ron saw a lot this time.

For example, when Hermione first met him, she pointed to the dirt on her nose.

For example, correcting one's pronunciation in a spells class.

For example, in first grade, Hermione was standing next to Harry while she was engrossed in playing chess.

Therefore, he declined Hermione's request to go home together for Christmas.

For example, after Hermione was freed from petrification, the first person she rushed over to hug was Harry.

He blushed cautiously when facing himself, and in the end, he could only awkwardly shake hands.

Three years ago, Ron remembered someone telling him that being open and honest is friendship, while being cautious and careful is love.

But I didn't understand it back then.

But now, through Harry's perspective, Ron suddenly understands everything.
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The last stars faded away, and a long, dark red band appeared at the edge of the clouds, like a ribbon spread out.

The sky gradually transitioned from grayish-blue.

Just as sunrise was approaching, I watched as the two of them opened their eyes at the same time.

Cheng Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

However, the first words spoken by the two immediately silenced Cheng Xiao.

After opening their eyes in a daze, the two regained their senses and turned to look at each other with perfect understanding.

Then they opened their mouths almost simultaneously.

"You actually like Hermione?"

"You don't like Hermione?"

The first sentence was spoken by Harry, and the second sentence was spoken by Ron.

He finished speaking and listened to everything.

Both of them blushed.

Especially Ron, whose secret was exposed.

He quickly and guiltily looked around, only feeling relieved when he was sure Hermione wasn't there.

Then, indignantly, he said:

"Of course, after knowing each other for so many years, of course I like Hermione."

Why don't you like it?

"No, what I meant was that you actually don't like it?"

Harry's expression was strange because his reason for disliking Hermione was the same as Ron's reason for liking her.

"Of course I don't like it. We've known each other for so many years and are good friends. Of course I wouldn't like a friend."

Harry's statement is correct.

Ron's is fine too.

The problem now is with Cheng Xiao.

His goal was to clear up the misunderstanding between the two, but it seems that he not only accomplished his mission, but also unexpectedly resolved the problems that might have arisen later.

The love triangle in the original story ended abruptly before it even began.

At this moment, both of them believed each other completely.

Because they had all experienced it firsthand.

If you like something, you like it; if you don't, you really have no interest in it.

The sudden confession also brought the friendship between Harry and Ron to a new peak.

Of course, Cheng Xiao found it slightly strange, because the topic of conversation between the two of them took a turn for the worse.

"Ron, you actually bathed with Ginny when she was little."

"Of course, to save water, I even use second-hand water."

"But I was only two or three years old at that time."

"So the birthmark on Ginny's butt is real?"

"Of course..."

"Um, wait a minute, Harry, why are you interested in this?"

"It's nothing, I'm just curious."
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The day was the same as any other.

But they are also different.

Because the highly anticipated five-way battle has finally begun...

"They've placed their bets! They've placed their bets!"

"This is your only chance, everyone, place your bets now."

"Would you all like to bet on who will win today's battle?"

"Krum has the best chance of winning, is anyone still placing bets?"

At this moment, Cheng Xiao looked at the two twins who were lively in the audience and couldn't help but laugh:
"As expected of Mr. Arthur's son, Ron, why didn't you go and help him?" (End of Chapter)