I'm Really an Alchemist

But he was particularly unwilling.

The Sirius he hoped to capture was an angry and incompetent criminal, not such a dead-hearted waste, which made him feel no joy!

He wanted Sirius to get angry, to rage.

He wanted to see the unwillingness on the man's face.

"You didn't do anything!" Harry sneered at Black: "Did you know that Peter Pettigrew, who was killed by you, is still alive!"

"Without his help, I would never have caught you!" Harry Potter's eyes were fixed on Black's expression, and as he wished, after telling the news that Pettigrew was still alive, Black's expression changed.

Furious, unwilling, shocked, crazy.

"What did you say?"

The one who said this was actually Professor Lupine who was leaning against the table and had been silent all this time.

His voice trembled a little, he stared at Harry and said, "Tom is still alive?"

In the Scottish Highlands in early spring, the night came very early. It was just a quarter past seven o'clock, and the sky was already very dark. A faint full moon appeared in the eastern sky, but it was covered by dark clouds, looming.

Hogwarts lighthouse.

Peter Pettigrew laughed wildly in the howling cold wind.He drew out his wand, pointed it at the sky, and exploded all the magic power in his body.

"Bone reappears!"

In the dark blue sky, different Death Eater logos appeared one after another.

The violent hornet dragon, the deep acromantula, the dangerous basilisk, and the treacherous skeleton.

PS: Thanks for the blade except your Zuoji

I feel so tired recently... I don't have any motivation code words

Eight thousand words will be updated tomorrow

py: "I don't play Moon World"

A story about a player who, by playing the game, becomes the mastermind behind the world.

Tentative games include [Death Warriors 5], [My Joan of Arc can’t be this cute], [Gaia the Destroyer], [Battle of Britain], etc.

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The new generation and the ancient heroic spirits are fighting in the modern square, the clock tower is tracing the trace of the root, and the Latras Institute is endlessly making weapons to prevent the destruction of the world.

The magic eye dominates all things, heroic spirits show myths, and the brilliance of the fifth overhead element shines on the top of the world.

But what does this have to do with me, a gamer who takes Joan of Arc's wives shopping?

Chapter 441 Chapter 82 Chaos and Melee

In the Forbidden Forest, there was a slight but prolonged vibration like an earth dragon rolling.

By the moonlight, you can see endless magical animals, swarming like waves, and the vibration of the ground is the movement of them running wildly.

Mrs. Pince just glanced at it, feeling her scalp tingling. She hurriedly steered the broom, landed beside Professor McGonagall, and quickly explained what she saw. Professor McGonagall looked serious.

"They really know how to find opportunities!"

Professor McGonagall pulled out his wand from his sleeve and raised his arm slightly.

The ground arched and deformed.

The copper and iron walls made of clay rose up, advancing towards the Forbidden Forest layer by layer, and then spreading to both sides, connecting with each other.

"Protect all!" Mrs. Pince also waved her wand, and a transparent barrier appeared in the sky, fitting closely with the iron wall on the ground.

The vibration became more and more obvious.

Rough breathing and low hissing can be heard.

Boom! !

The first to rush out of the forest were magical animals like rhinoceros. They slammed into the steel wall and screamed in pain.

The flying beasts in the sky also went forward and were bounced off by the transparent barrier.

Nearly endless magical animals sprang out from the Forbidden Forest. They defied life and death and crashed into the barrier and the steel wall. The barrier kept shaking and the wall deformed.

Minerva-McGonagall's face remained unchanged, but with a wave of her wand, the soil on the ground rose and turned into two stone giants holding spears.

Clang!

Spears crossed.

"One step forward, die!"

It was the first time Mrs. Pince heard such murderous words from the elegant and intellectual Minerva McGonagall.

Fantastic Beasts stopped charging.

In the dark forest, dozens of centaur walked out, holding bows and arrows with hateful expressions.

"Human wizard, what do you think this is?"

The headed centaur smiled cruelly. A Hippogriff was so scarred that its wings had been cut off in half and its whole body was covered in whip blood. It wailed in pain and stood up high in the moonlight. head.

Minerva-McGonagall's eyes moved slightly.

"Buckbeak." The centaur sneered: "This is the friend you human wizards talk about. Just use it up and throw it back to us, friend... It's ridiculous!"

He took out his whip, turned back and drew a fresh bloodstain on Buckbeak, and laughed wildly.

Buckbeak raised his head proudly, even if his wings were broken and he couldn't fly, he was still proud.

Minerva-McGonagall was expressionless, and Mrs. Pince showed an unbearable look.

"The hatred between us and humans can only be washed away with blood!" The centaur laughed loudly: "You want to kill us, and we want to kill you too!"

It raised its hand high.

The Golem gripped his spear.

The animal roared frantically and suppressed.

"Mrs. Pince." Minerva said softly, "I'll hold them back here, and you go tell the other professors to get ready..."

The vice-principal's tone was firm, and he had already made up his mind to delay the time even if it cost him his life.

suddenly,

got windy.

A dark wind blew up in the world, and the howling and cold wind shuttled through the forest.

Mrs Pince looked up, the Centaur looked up, Buckbeak looked up.

All the magical animals felt inexplicable fear and looked anxiously at the sky.

"What happened?" Professor McGonagall, who was on alert, staring at every move of the magical animal, also looked at the sky. At this moment, the fear that did not appear even in the face of the crazy magical animal spread from the bone marrow. out.

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"He...they are coming!!"

Cornelius Fudge looked at the Death Eater marks surging in the sky, his whole body turned cold with horror.

No one will not recognize these marks.

That was the Dark Lord, the mark of the Dark Lord who ravaged Europe and set off a war.

Its appearance represented the arrival of the Dark Lord.

escape!

The Minister of Magic has only one thought in mind, run away!

Dignity, pride, how can life be important?

He pulled out his wand tremblingly, wanting to use apparition to escape from here, but he felt the extremely cold wind pulling his body, and a black smoke rushed past, only his eyes blurred.

The wand was nowhere to be seen.

Cornelius Fudge slowly opened his eyes, and raised his head slowly.

Countless streaks of black smoke billowed from the sky.

They fell on Hodmog, they fell on the Black Lake, they fell on Hogwarts, they fell on the Minister of Magic.

Take human form.

There were thousands of Death Eaters, all dressed in different styles of robes.

It was an immeasurable number of dementors, overwhelming.

Those were blood clans and werewolves all over the mountains and plains, excited and ferocious.

"Tom's alive, he's alive!"

Lupine was crying and laughing, his voice trembling.

Harry frowned, he didn't know Tom was alive, why even Professor Lupine became so weird?

Blake looked up suddenly, he wanted to understand everything.

"Harry, run away!" He jerked his body and almost got rid of the restraining magic with his will, but fortunately, an Auror quickly grabbed his body. Black stared at Harry Potter closely, and begged, "Hurry up!" Run away, this is a trap!"

Harry just felt very uncomfortable. He actually saw pleading and love in the eyes of Sirius who killed his parents.

And this pity turned out to be for him.

What a joke!

suddenly,

A loud roar came along the structure of the house, gravel fell from the ceiling, and the ground shook violently, as if a severe earthquake had occurred.

Everyone is unaware of the situation.