Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

He wanted to live, and if possible, he didn't want to use his brother or nephew as a bet.

It’s just that the eyes of Moon and Golov were too heavy.

It was so heavy that he couldn't even refuse.

As a beneficiary, no matter what he said, it seemed like hypocrisy. He could neither reject it outright nor accept it outright.

This makes him look like a clown.

The water in the faucet continued to flow downward.

Edgar took a breath, washed away the blood on his fist with running water, then picked up a handful of water and buried his face in it.

A few seconds later, he quickly washed his face and hands, raised his head, and smiled in the mirror.

Blood loss is blood loss.

If it were him, why wouldn't he do the same thing?

If the people who have to be saved today are Moon, Golov, Ann, Hesper, Quaid...

Why doesn't he also want to stand up and take a chance on that hope?

In the mirror, Edgar's eyes became firmer little by little, and he tried hard to convince himself - he had to convince himself that if he didn't support his will, he would only become the one holding back the plan.

The faucet was turned on again. He wiped his face with a towel, then turned around, opened the bathroom door, and smiled softly at Golov and Moon.

"I'm ready."

Golov nodded slightly, and Moon came directly to Edgar and hugged him.

"Sorry, uncle." Moon's voice was very soft, so soft that only Edgar could hear it.

"I'm sorry you have to make such a difficult choice."

"I just... want to save you so much."

Chapter 113 Torn

Ten minutes later, except for Dumbledore who stayed at the foot of the mountain, the remaining four people had all arrived on the mountain next to Shafik Manor.

"Just ahead, there is a large cave there. There are no animals nearby, which is perfect for us." Golov looked around, greeted a few people, and then took the lead in dragging his lame foot in the direction he pointed out.

After walking about less than 200 meters, sure enough, a desolate and empty cave appeared behind the cover of a few thick pine trees. It was deep and dark inside, and the sky was a bit gloomy at the moment. For a moment, I felt like I couldn't see the cave. The feeling of end.

Edgar took a few breaths and put his arm on Munn. "Huh, help Munn, lend me some strength, I can save some energy."

Munn responded, supported his uncle with strength, followed the steps of the two people in front, and walked into the cave simultaneously.

"I thought that as soon as I came in here, there would be a group of bats flying out." Moon made a joke, but unexpectedly Uncle Golov suddenly waved a piece of fire with his wand, which really illuminated a lot. Gray-brown bat hanging on the cave roof.These little guys were startled by the fire, their eyes widened immediately, they flapped their wings and flew out of the cave.

"Ah this..." Moon was stunned for a moment, and Edgar, who was leaning on him, smiled and shook his head.

While cleaning up the dirt in the cave with Snape, Golov explained: "Those are a group of lampbats [Note 1], which lie dormant during the day and come out at night. In the dark night, they will emit fire to drive away the enemies, and they go out to dig the soil. Even goblins can't deal with the bugs inside. Apart from the firelight that can only be lit at night, their only specialty is that they are very hidden. Unless their existence is known in advance, it is difficult to find them in a lightless environment - there is no sound. , no smell and no movement."

"The first time I took your mother and uncle to find this cave, your mother almost fainted from fright."

Moon laughed dumbly, helped Edgar to the cleared area, and helped him lie down.

"Speaking of which, why isn't my mother at the manor today?" Moon asked casually while Golov and Snape were still preparing.

"Ann went to Cheshire, and there were some problems with the goods turnover in the shop there. Nora has returned to the United States, and you are coming over again, so we can only let her make a trip." While explaining, Golov turned his gaze Turning to Snape, "How do you want to do it? A spell? A secret ritual? Or some other way?"

Snape took out a bottle of dark red viscous liquid that flashed with golden light from time to time, and slowly pulled out the cork. "The secret ritual will be more stable, but we obviously need to draw a double magic circle. The inner layer is for 'stimulating' and the outer layer is for 'settling'. Mr. Fox, your face is full of curiosity caused by stupidity and ignorance. If you have any questions, you'd better ask them now."

Moon didn't pay attention to Snape's taunting - anyway, as we all know, Professor Snape would kill the Stars if he didn't taunt him, so he simply asked: "Some of the classics I bought in the library and myself I have also seen content about 'secret rituals' and 'magic circles' in some books, but they seem to be uncommon, or in other words, very rare, and we don't even need to learn these contents. I'm curious That’s it – why is this happening?”

"First of all, 'Mystery' is a type of 'Magic Circle', and 'Magic Circle', an ancient, obscure, difficult and powerful magic, is not something wizards need to know on a daily basis. Hogwarts only teaches you To become a school that can control its own magic, it is not like those ancient wizard secret parties and wizard schools. To accept an apprentice, you need to train him step by step into an all-rounder who understands everything."

"Of course, I prefer that mode because it means I can kick out 99% of the students at Hogwarts."

As Snape spoke, he used his wand to guide the dark red liquid in the bottle to flow on the ground, outlining strange symbols.Golov cooperated from the side and began to lay out the outer circular circle.

"Secondly, it is not that Hogwarts does not teach these ancient magical contents. In addition to self-study through the library, if you can achieve good enough results in NEWT and show sufficient interest in these ancient and obscure knowledge, You will have the opportunity to stay in school for further studies after seventh grade and study alchemy courses. In addition to transfiguration, potions and Muggle chemistry, it will also involve some knowledge of magic circles, but this is just a brief taste." [Note 2 ]

"So, in short, magic circles are not something ordinary wizards need to know. Learning magic circles requires a lot of energy, time, and extremely high talent. Therefore, Hogwarts will not teach this to most students. Knowledge, even if it is just an introduction to alchemy, is only open to top students who are willing - as far as I know, no one has taken alchemy courses in the past 100 years."

Moon looked at Snape curiously, "Didn't you and Professor Dumbledore choose alchemy?"

"I'm not interested in alchemy. As for the headmaster? I think he has mastered the knowledge that will be taught in the alchemy class before graduation." Snape used circles and lines to draw his previous The inner circle of magic circles were connected together, so that the inner circle of magic circles formed an inverted triangle pattern. Then he glanced at Munn and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that you probably don't need to take that elective." class, even if you seem interested in it.”

Golov was also completing the finishing touches. He looked at Edgar lying between the double magic circles and said with a smile: "Indeed, I don't think you even need to wait for me to teach you after you graduate, Professor Dumbledore. I will also be happy to teach you about alchemy."

"No -" Snape waved his wand, causing the wooden cork to re-seal the small bottle "- I mean, Fawkes' talent is enough for him to learn all that on his own."

Moon looked at Snape flattered. Although the professor still had a gloomy face when he said this, the compliment behind his words was no longer too obvious.

He never dreamed that Professor Snape would praise him, even if it was just in front of him and his two uncles, it was enough to shock him for several days.

Golov smiled with satisfaction, while Edgar was worried and didn't forget to raise his hand to give Moon a thumbs up.

Then, before Moon could blush, Edgar's hand was poked by Snape with his wand.

"Don't move." The professor held the wand and walked to the direction where Edgar's feet were facing. "Golov Shafik, face me. When I raised the wand, Edgar Shafik started. When you struggle, activate your magic circle, and then join me in activating the curse within Edgar Shafiq."

"Fox, go between the two magic circles. Once the inner magic circle begins to dissipate, start dispersing it immediately."

Golov and Moon acted as they were told, while Edgar tensed up and took a deep breath.

The next moment, the wand in Snape's hand was raised to his chest. He did not chant any spells or make any fancy movements, but closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Edgar's originally closed eyes suddenly opened. The symbols in the inner circle glowed with scarlet light, and the lines connecting the symbols began to squirm.

Wisps of blood-colored light beams rushed towards Edgar's body. It looked like countless twisted worms were trying their best to penetrate Edgar's skin and flesh, making people feel numb for a moment.Then, Edgar's body was suspended directly, and his blood vessels began to swell, revealing a strange dark purple color - Moon could see that he was in great pain at the moment, and seemed to want to twist his body, but this The struggle was completely in vain. He seemed to be tightly bound in the center by an invisible barrier. No matter how hard his muscles exerted force, he could not move at all.

At this moment, Golov also activated his magic circle, and light blue light mist began to float up, surrounding Munn and Edgar who were in the magic circle.

"Uh uh uh uh uh..." As Golov joined in, Edgar's face began to turn red. He squeezed out a hoarse and low voice from his throat, and the bloody beams became even more intense. It was so thick that it almost completely covered Edgar's entire body.

The pain turned into a tide, and wave after wave washed through Edgar's spirit crazily. He felt as if his body was about to be torn apart by something, and even his mind became a little unclear.

He seemed to see Eric Lee, the two of them standing in the cave together - or somewhere, anyway, they were standing there.Then, the terrifying huge monster suddenly broke through the shackles of the cave, gravel flew, and blood splashed everywhere. Lives were not even qualified to be devoured by the monster, but were directly used by the monster as if it could cover the sky and the sun. The same body was crushed into mud.

Two red-hot hooks easily penetrated his flesh and bones, drove directly into his head, and began to exert force in the opposite direction.

Edgar wanted to raise his hands to cover his head - his head was about to be torn in half!But he couldn't do it. He couldn't even move his fingers. He could only watch as his head was divided into two completely unrelated individuals.

The monster was roaring at him, and he saw the sharp teeth, naked muscles, and blood-red eyes...

The monster is going to eat him!

He is dying!

"Uh ah ah ah..." The strange sound turned into a cry of pain. Edgar's wide-open eyes gradually became dim and lifeless, but his body was still twitching, and his muscles kept trying to I want to break through the invisible barriers around me.

He was swallowed up. How could a human being be a match for a monster?He stood in front of the monster as if he were standing alone against an entire ocean.He took out his wand, but couldn't cast any spells. He wanted to find someone for help - Eric, Ken, Kingsley, Scrimgeour...

There was no one around him, and his only hope was home. But when he saw Shafiq Manor, the manor that was originally full of comfort and warmth had already burst into flames.

Golov was screaming in the fire, Moon was nailed to a tall pole, and An was trampled under his feet. No matter how much he cried, he could not escape.Nora protected his nephews, but they were easily destroyed like a canoe under the huge waves.

He rushed toward the blazing flames that almost burned him to death, but the tongues of fire that kept burning suddenly turned into the monster's sharp teeth.

He still had no hesitation, like Don Quixote rushing towards the windmill.

But before stepping onto the fangs, he suddenly stopped.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!" Edgar roared at the top of his lungs. The restraints had been broken. His suspended body suddenly fell to the ground. He raised his two hands and pointed at his head. He struck again and again, as if he wanted to release the source of pain inside.

Moon stood aside, anxious, but the symbols on the ground had not yet begun to disappear, and the lines were still squirming. Any rash move might make everything fail.

Until Snape, who was sweating profusely, shouted in a hoarse voice: "Say something! Keep him awake! The curse left by those in the Crow Party is far more ferocious than I thought. Edgar's transformation at that time did not fail. , but was restrained by them in the end!"

Moon's body suddenly stiffened.

Forcibly restrained?

and so……

He didn't care to continue thinking deeply, his mind was spinning rapidly. He didn't know why Edgar couldn't hold on, and he didn't know what Edgar was facing - but he remembered that Professor Snape had previously As I said, my uncle must stay awake and refuse to transform into a monster.

In other words, Edgar must always be aware of the existence of his 'self'.

"Who are you?!" Moon tried his best to make his voice clear and steady. "Answer me! Who are you?!"

Edgar stopped abruptly before stepping onto the sharp teeth.

He seemed to hear a familiar voice, but he couldn't tell who it was - and he didn't have any spare power to tell who it was. He was in pain, from head to toe, every inch of his skin, every inch of flesh, every inch of his body. Every inch of the bone felt severe pain all the time.

His consciousness had long been blurred, and he couldn't even remember why he rushed forward. The only thing he could remember was that his head had just been split in two.

But the familiarity of the voice still made him stop. He looked confused at the kind-faced big guy in front of him who kept calling him, and turned his head subconsciously.

Who is calling him?Who is saying what?

who am I?

What a ridiculous question, who am I?Why would a familiar person ask me 'who are you'?

Edgar smiled in a daze and turned his body towards the cute big guy again. He noticed that the big guy was also approaching him.

very nice.

I'll hug you right away.

Edgar opened his arms, but the calls from behind continued to come, and he seemed to vaguely remember something——

The raging fire, the figure that was raised high and bleeding profusely...

what's going on?

He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his open arms.

He seems to have done this before. Was it a hug?

Did someone hug him?Not that long ago?

"Who are you?!"

Who am I?

I'm……

Some images began to flash in Edgar's mind, broken mirrors, blood on his fists, he walked out of a room, and someone hugged him - yes, someone hugged him, not long ago.The man was still apologizing to him and said...

Say……

Oh, he said he just wanted to save me so bad.

Edgar's steps suddenly stepped back, and the flashing images kept overlapping. He was like a curious child walking by the river bank, picking up things one by one that were overwhelmed by pain and despair. .

He picked it up and returned it.Golov, Nora, Ann, Moon, Hesper...

Endless dark wizards, colleagues from the Ministry of Magic, Eric, Ken, the beautiful and warm Shafiq Manor...

Those laughter, pain, torture, betrayal, friendship...

However, while he was retreating, the monster that he once feared like a tiger but regarded as a close relative in a trance was still moving closer to him, tirelessly and never stopping, like a glutton, opening its mouth to make people laugh. The disgusting maw moved forward step by step.

Moon's shouting finally stopped because he saw that the symbols on the ground had begun to dissipate.

He couldn't wait to reach out to Edgar, but Edgar's skin suddenly broke out at this moment.

Soft white light came on.

Then everything went dark.

Raindrops had been falling from the sky outside the cave for some time, just like when they were at the Shafiq family cemetery that day. The rain became heavier and heavier, and Dumbledore had to use his wand to hold an umbrella for himself.

He counted the time and it seemed that it was almost up.

Except for the weather, everything was great. There was no roar of monsters, no black shadows suddenly rising into the sky, and no explosions of magic circles.

In other words, it should all be over.

The old man with a silver beard and silver hair turned his head to look at the mountain road - his calculation was correct. He turned his head at just the right time. As soon as he glanced over, a figure appeared there.

At the front was Severus Snape, followed by Golov Shafik and Moon Fox.

The corner of the old man's eye twitched, and he looked behind the three of them hard, hoping that another young man would come out there.

But he knew that was impossible, because these three people didn't even have the slightest intention of covering up the heavy rain falling from the sky.

He sighed and walked forward, and then he heard a shout from the mountain road.

It was a young voice, full of vitality, not at all like the decadent sound it had before.