Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

Watching the dazzling green light rushing straight with no expression on his face, Rosie neither dodges nor evades, nor does he want to dodge.

She has only one thought now, to die and reopen.

However, God seemed to be playing a joke on her. When she was about to die under the death curse, a transparent defensive armor appeared on her body first.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Weasley flashed one after another, bringing her back from before Voldemort to Christina's body.

"People cannot be resurrected after death, don't be impulsive!"

He softly comforted her, and then continued, "You take Miss Wilson back to the Wilson Manor first, and I will leave it to me to deal with it here."

No, don't stop me from dying!

Looking up at him, Rossi moved his fingers slightly, opened the system panel and pressed the button for suicide and resurrection.

But Mr. Weasley's movements were obviously faster than hers. The next second, she felt dizzy and her body was pulled.

Immediately afterwards, she fell to the ground and finally hit the suicide button.

"After committing suicide, the current mission will be regarded as a failure. Are you sure?"

"Ding, the main mission has been updated: bring Christina's body into Wilson Manor."

Two reminders sounded at the same time, and Rossi's finger pointing to confirm stagnated in mid-air.

Tasks, updated! ! !

She was trembling all over, with big teardrops falling down her cheeks to the ground. Looking at Christina who was quietly lying beside her, she couldn't bear it anymore, and screamed loudly in pain.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be taken away.

If she changed the dungeon and encountered such a thing, she would at most scold the game planner, then get up and continue the game.

After all, the dungeon will be reset, and when she enters the same dungeon next time, everything she experienced before will change.

But it's different here. Once it's over, there's no way to change it.

She clenched her hands into fists, and her roar became hysterical.

After a long time, she vented the depression in her heart with a roar, and she finally calmed down.

After exiting the game, she quickly opened the monitor and logged into the game's forum.

With the last glimmer of hope, she quickly browsed through the posts about the main quest, hoping to find a way to save Christina.

However, the more she watched, the heavier her heart sank.

This is not a problem she encountered alone, this is a plot kill.

Under almost all the posts about the main story line, there are posts scolding the game planner.

Many people were looking for a way to save Christina, and some people resurrected many times for this, but they couldn't save her until the level reached zero.

If you don't separate from Mr. Weasley and wait for him to fight the Death Eaters, the player will be directly killed by the Death Eaters who suddenly appear.

If you go looking for Christina alone and fail to beat Avery when you meet her, you will most likely be rescued by Christina who suddenly rushes out; If she is a gangster, she will be killed by Voldemort who suddenly appears when she is fighting Avery with the player.

And if the player is strong enough to defeat Avery, he will encounter a plot similar to Rossi: Voldemort appears, repels the player, and then kills Christina.

"Christina is someone I can never save." The player who claimed to be level zero left a message in the post.

Downstairs where he spoke, there are rows of follow-up posts:
"Give me back Christina! (crying)"

"Merlin only understands pity, planning: I don't."

"Tears, ten years can't be slowed down!"

"Yes, as an adult, I cried like a child."

"You obviously have the protagonist's face, but you planned to kill her for the plot? Where's your brain?"

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Turning off the monitor, Rosie climbed out of the game cabin, and walked out of the living room very upset.

After drinking several cups of tea and nestling on the sofa for a long time, she finally recovered from her sadness.

After taking a few deep breaths, she turned on her phone and found Christina's photo from the album associated with the game.

Rossi stared blankly, his vision gradually blurred again.

"Rosie, Knockturn Alley is not very safe, I can go alone, you just wait for me here for a while."

Christina's gentle voice seemed to echo in her ears, and she saw her put her hands on her shoulders with a smile on her face.

Christina... Rossi called silently.

After sitting with her back against the sofa for several minutes, she stood up abruptly and walked quickly into the bedroom.

Back to the game, still in the previous position.

Looking at Christina's body, she closed her eyes sadly and took a deep breath.

After adjusting her emotions, she bent down and carried her cold body on her back.

This is the gate of Wilson Manor.

Rossi looked up, and there was no trace of human habitation in the three-story terraced manor.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

At this moment, a voice full of resentment suddenly came from the top platform:
"Albert! Go to hell!"

Following the sound, a flame rolled up like a wave soared into the sky, chasing the figure who jumped out of the platform and roaring away.

Is it the voice of Don Giovanni?
Rossi immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was. Something happened to Wilson Manor?
With a bad premonition in her heart, she immediately opened her vision and looked around.

The next moment, the black magic aura that covered the sky and the sun was imprinted into her pupils.

Everywhere in the estate, everywhere.

Staggering back a few steps, she felt pain in her chest, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing her heart.

Rosie gasped for a moment, finally dispelling the feeling of suffocation.

Looking closely, I saw the man Giovanni called Albert slowly floating backwards, waving a wand in his hand as if at will.

The invisible defensive barrier held the flame magic released by Giovanni in the air, and as his wand slashed down, the burning flames were instantly split into two halves.

Albert, I seem to have seen this person before...

Muttering in her heart, she suddenly remembered, isn't this the saint's person?The one who fought evenly with Voldemort?
While he was thinking, there was another "boom" explosion sound from the platform, and the jade-carved railings were blown out by the spell.

"Quickly zoom in!"

Giovanni enlarged the jade railing, then swung his magic wand and smashed the enlarged jade towards Albert.

Albert froze, and then flashed to the base of the fountain on the second floor of the manor.

"Giovanni, you should introspect yourself. If you don't know the current affairs and don't want to hand over the Philosopher's Stone, your Wilson family won't die because of it."

He sneered, and smashed the huge boulder that Giovanni was manipulating and chasing into pieces with a spell, "Surrender, so that your family can still leave a bit of inheritance."

"You crazy people who have been brainwashed by Grindelwald, my Wilson family can perish, but I will never give in!"

Giovanni poked his head out from the broken railing. He held the bright red Philosopher's Stone in one hand and the magic wand in the other, looking at Albert coldly.

Suddenly, his gaze caught sight of Rosie who had just entered the door below, and saw Christina behind her.

"Christina?"

He called out aloud, and his figure appeared beside Rossi in a flash.

"Christina!!!"

Seeing that his daughter, the surviving bloodline of the Wilson family that he thought in his heart, had died, Giovanni cried out in pain.