Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

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Zhang Xu, who was lying on the hospital bed and unable to move, squinted and looked at him and Mrs. Pomfrey, who was watching him beside the hospital bed, feeling like he was preparatory to the dead body being bid farewell.

Combining science and magic, the function of the paralysis curse is to block the transmission of the nerves in the victim's body, causing the connection between the muscle and the brain to be broken.

Fortunately, this time Zhang is recruiting striated muscle, smooth muscle and myocardium, otherwise he will be cold now. Fortunately, his sphincter was fine, otherwise the scene would be embarrassing.

Generally speaking, the treatment of this kind of spell requires regaining the signal flow of the muscles and nerves. So after Zhang Xu drank the medicine yesterday, he felt that he had become an "ant on the tree", and his muscles were like countless ants crawling, and he was still unable to resist.

However, when Mrs. Pomfrey came for a routine check the next morning, she found that the striated muscle below Zhang's neck could only send signals to the brain, but could not receive signals from the brain. In other words, he can barely speak now, and the muscles on his body are tactile, but he can't control muscle activity, and even his knee reflexes are gone.

At present, Zhang Xu has only changed from a salted fish that can't move to a talking salted fish.

And Zhang Xianyu insisted that Harry, who had taken the initiative to help Madam Pomfrey perform a knee reflex examination, used a hammer to break his leg, so Harry wanted to pay one hundred and eighty thousand gold coins.

And Mrs. Pomfrey didn't care that Harry was taking the opportunity to avenge Zhang Xianyu, and asked him to help check Zhang Xu's muscles. Examining the sensation of the muscles is naturally not like checking the touch of the skin with a few light jabs with a magic wand. Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a thin and long needle.

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Seeing Harry who took the needle began to incarnate as Madam Bo, Zhang Xianyu weakly and nervously warned: "Harry, you have to consider the consequences before doing something."

"This is for your speedy recovery." Harry said to Zhang Xianyu with a smile on his face. "You must check carefully before you can let Madam Pomfrey treat you better."

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At this time, Ron took out a dish containing a fragrant honey-glazed roasted chicken thigh and shook it in front of Zhang Xianyu, and said, "Last night a chicken in my house was scared by a rat that stolen the feed. Depression, and then my mother made it into a roast chicken overnight and sent it over. Originally thought that you recovered this chicken leg for you today, it seems that I can only eat it for you."

"You two wait for me!" Zhang Xianyu finished speaking and looked at Hermione who hadn't spoken yet.

Hermione sighed and shook her head, and moved two steps to the side to draw a line between the two sluggers.

"The relationship between you young people is really good." Madam Pomfrey said with a smile, "The two of them are afraid that you will be in a bad mood after being so badly injured, so they are trying to cheer you up."

"When I recover, I will thank them well." Zhang Xianyu said through gritted teeth.

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In a manor on the outskirts of London, the Death Eaters in the conference room watched standing by the window watching the pouring rain outside. The Dark Lord had been motionless for a whole morning, for fear of interrupting Voldemort’s thoughts and calling for terror. Punishment.

With a loud "bang", a bolt of lightning struck a large tree in the distance outside the window, and half of the tree trunk and the branches above were chopped to the ground.

Voldemort turned around and returned to his seat at the long conference table. After looking at the Death Eaters on both sides of the table, he said, "What do you think of this heavy rain?"

The Death Eaters present, especially Lucius Malfoy, were stunned. They all thought the Dark Lord would ask questions about the battle yesterday, but no one thought that the Dark Lord would ask them about the weather. Lao Ma prepared a report overnight according to the Dark Lord's preferences, and now it seems that the hard work of last night was in vain.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, none of them had any concerns about the heavy rain that started this morning.

"Lucius, you tell me how accurate is the weather forecast on the Hogwarts radio station." Voldemort saw that no one answered his question, so he started to roll his name.

The old horse smiled. The weather forecast on the Hogwarts radio station has never been accurate. This is a big joke in the wizarding world of England recently.

Thinking of this, the smile on Lao Ma's face suddenly froze. He immediately changed to a serious expression and said, "Only today's forecast is correct."

Voldemort nodded to the old horse, and then said to the Death Eaters in a cold voice: "Who can guarantee that your forecast of the weather for such a long period of time is completely wrong, not once correct?"

"Why does Hogwarts Radio keep broadcasting the wrong weather forecast~www.readwn.com~ Why they can maintain an error rate of almost all errors, until today did they broadcast the correct weather forecast, and behind this correct weather forecast What's the meaning, have you considered this?"

Looking at the men who looked at each other to be at a loss, Voldemort felt that they were not easy to use sometimes.

Voldemort looked at a Death Eater who was bandaged almost like a mummy, and said to him: "Severus, you ask the people in Hogwarts to report all the recent events there, especially yesterday. thing."

After Snape took the order, Voldemort ordered the other Death Eaters: "Keep your eyes on other places. If anything different from the past happens, report it immediately. I suspect that this is what Hogwarts is giving. People signal."

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The Burrow, Mrs. Weasley, who was soaked in heavy rain, just walked into the hall and sneezed.

The weather in Britain is already very cold now, and it will start to snow soon. At this time, it is very easy to catch a cold and get a fever.

"Are you okay? Unexpectedly, when the Hogwarts weather forecast was accurate, the heavy rain came just as it said. I don't know how many people got wet from the sun today." A middle-aged woman walked from the living room. When she came out, she took out her magic wand and cast a spell on Mrs. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley who had been wet suddenly became dry and dry.

"Thank you." Mrs. Weasley used her magic wand to fly in a large pile of bedding that was as wet as she was just now, and then landed on the dining table.

Following the bedding, a chicken that was also wet came in. Mrs. Weasley said to Mrs. Diggory, who came as a guest: "This chicken is raining today. It may be sick. It's better to roast it."