Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

Chapter 288 Reversed cause and effect

"Grice?"

Rosie tried to push her head, but it didn't budge.

Uh...so heavy!
"Grice!"

Pressed her body with both hands, and pushed it up again, but the huge snake head only shook slightly.

At this time, Myrtle moved to the side in fear, "She's passed out!"

"I know, am I trying to wake her up?" Rossi continued to exert force on her hand.

Hearing her words and watching her actions, Myrtle couldn't help but sneered:

"Are you trying to shake her awake? Who taught you this? A Muggle Studies teacher?"

mock me?
After giving her a blank look, Rossi continued to push hard and asked, "Then what can you do?"

"We are wizards, not stupid Muggles. To face this situation, of course we use magic!"

Saying this, Myrtle drew out her wand and pointed at the giant snake's head.

"Revitalization!"

The short red light flashed away and entered Grice's body in an instant, but it didn't arouse the slightest reaction.

Ah!Do you know who is right and who is wrong this time?

Seeing that the unyielding Myrtle wanted to continue casting spells, Rosie muttered to herself and stopped her, "It's useless, her skin is too resistant to magic, and your spells won't work at all."

"Magic resistance?"

"It's resistance to magic!"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't intend to ask in the first place, did you?"

With that said, Rosie glanced to the side, motioning for Myrtle to stand beside her, "Let's shake her with me, this method is definitely useful even though it's a Muggle!"

Seeing her standing there holding her mouth shut and looking at her in a daze, Rossi said again: "Come to help?"

With a long breath, Myrtle put away her wand and walked over to her, pressing her hands to the snake's skin.

"Listen to my password and use force at the same time."

Turning his head to remind, Rossi staggered his feet, arched his body and pressed Grice's body.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Strength!"

The two of them exerted all their strength at the same time, pushing Grice's huge snake body up to sixty degrees.

"Back off!"

With an order, the two let go and retreated.

With a "snap", the inclined snake head fell down again, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"hiss--!"

Grace's huge snake body suddenly twitched.

"Grice?"

Rossi quickly switched to snake language, "Are you awake?"

Hearing the hiss from her throat, Myrtle asked in surprise, "Are you a Parseltongue?!"

"I learned the snake language from Grice."

Switching back to the language to explain, Rossi touched Grice's head, and switched to Parseltongue again, "Grice? How are you?"

The cold snake scales in the palm moved slightly, and then the huge snake body shrank rapidly.In just two seconds, she turned into the image of a girl with soft long hair and a gray-green coat.

"hiss--"

Seeing this unbelievable scene, Myrtle couldn't help but gasped, "The basilisk turned into a human?"

Grace was still lying on the ground. She didn't wear a blindfold. In order not to accidentally injure people around her, she could only stick her head in the broken floor.

The next moment, she saw the mess in the auditorium.

The petrified people and the dead people stood or lay there almost one by one.

"Ahhh...!
what did I do? ? ! ! ! "

With a hoarse voice, she yelled, and she sat up from the ground, subconsciously wanting to look back to the side, but resisted the urge, and closed her eyes forcefully.

"Grice, don't do this, it's not your fault!"

Rosie took a step forward and gently hugged her body into her arms.

Turning his head to one side, his cold hands grabbed Rosie's arms and slowly pushed her away from her side. Grace gasped heavily:

"Don't come close to me, you will die!"

"Grice, don't take your mistakes on yourself. In this matter, you are also a victim. Voldemort used chicken blood to drive you into a rage, right?"

With a warm voice, Rossi, who was pushed back two steps, stepped forward again, took off Grice's homemade blindfold from the equipment bar, and gently put it on her, "Trust me, we can change this tragedy!"

On the other side, Grice froze when Rosie's warm fingertips touched his face.Just as she was about to push her away again, her nostrils smelled a familiar yet unfamiliar smell on the silk blindfold she was wearing in front of her eyes. Then, her tightly closed pupils opened suddenly.

"Who are you?"

After Rossi put on the blindfold for her, Grice turned her head slowly with a sad face.

Although she couldn't understand Grice's mood, she knew that the other party must be very sad and desperate now.

Gently stroking her hair, Rosie swore: "My name is Rosie, and I am your best friend in the past, present and future!"

"I'm Grice from Slytherin." Grice, who fell to the ground, leaned against Rosie, letting her touch his hair.

"I'm Myrtle Elizabeth Warren. Just call me Myrtle."

Saying that, Myrtle suppressed her fear and stepped forward, "Yes! I can be your friend too!"

"Thank you!"

Grice thanked her in a hoarse voice, then grabbed Rossi's waist with his backhand, and couldn't help but choked up.

But even in her grief, she could not shed a single tear.

She is a snake, born unable to shed tears over anything.

Myrtle on the side comforted: "Grice, don't be sad, Rossi has a time converter, let's find a way to change this tragedy together!"

Hearing this, Grice replied in a sad tone: "It's useless. If you want to change the established facts, no one can afford the price."

"But this is not an established fact!" Rossi immediately retorted.

Her swearing words immediately stunned Grace, and Myrtle on the side also showed doubts:

"Rosie, although we really want to change this tragedy, we can't deceive ourselves because of this!"

Who lied to themselves?
Unable to complain about Myrtle, Rosie looked at Grice: "Is there any way to avoid the so-called 'time wear', kill Voldemort or make him unable to make you berserk?"

Grice shook his head: "There is no way, the god of death will pay attention to matters related to death. When you change the death of a person, one or more people you care about will die because of it. This is called death. for……"

"The exchange of death, I listen to this..."

Speaking of this, Rossi was suddenly stunned, and looked dully at the Myrtle beside her who had learned the secret knowledge.

Is this the case?Using a time-turner, I tried to reverse the catastrophe in the auditorium, but inadvertently saved Myrtle by scaring her away from her supposed death in the bathroom.

Then Voldemort failed to drive Grice to kill Myrtle in the bathroom, so he forced Grice out of the bathroom, which led to this tragedy?

But this causal relationship is completely reversed!

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Seeing her staring blankly at her, Myrtle couldn't help taking a step back.

Swallowing the saliva secreted by the shock in his mouth, Rossi took a deep look at Myrtle, and turned his gaze to Grace again:

"Grice, is there any way to circumvent the 'death exchange' so that everyone can be saved?"

"I'm afraid only the god of death can do it!"

Grice sighed, "According to my master, when faced with this situation, you can only make a choice, and there is no way to save everyone."

Her master, of course, is Salazar Slytherin.

Rossi asked bitterly: "What if the 'Exchange of Death' has been triggered?"

"Kill and change the self at the time of death, and let the person who should have died return to death..."

(End of this chapter)