Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan approached Hermione as she saw her legs trembling slightly.

Hermione turned her head and looked back anxiously at Ivan, her brown eyes hiding panic, as if to say something, but she opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

Ivan knows Hermione must be very nervous right now.

Compared to the others, she was the only woman present, and the stress must be extraordinary in the face of a monster like a vagina.

Without hesitation, Ivan grabbed Hermione's little hand gently and her palms were all sweaty.

Hermione, like a frightened deer, subconsciously wanted to draw his hand back.

Ivan didn't let go, and then she seemed to realize that Ivan was holding onto herself and blushing gradually.

“Irwin...”

“Don't be afraid, Hermione! Evan comforted her and said," It's going to be okay. Trust me, I'll protect you no matter what the danger. ”

“I know, I believe you!” Hermione nodded stiffly, but with a reassuring smile on her face, she took the initiative to hold Ivan's hand and said firmly, “I told you before, I will always believe you! ”

Watching Ivan and Hermione whispering, Harry hesitated for a moment and quietly advanced to Sirius.

He also wants to talk to Sirius, to his godfather.

“Harry, are you scared?” Sirius did not look back, he looked gloomy and looked heavily at the lake in front of him.

“I'm not afraid!” Harry shook his head, uncertainly saying, "But a little nervous, I never thought things would turn out this way...”

“Yeah, well, I didn't expect things to turn out this way either.” Sirius was silent for a moment, and his face complexly said, "I thought my brother Regulus was a foolish, weak fool, but he was braver than I thought, and he gave his life to stop Voldemort's plot; I thought Peter the dwarf was trustworthy and suggested that he be James and Lily's keeper, but he was a despicable traitor, and I killed James and Lily. ”

Harry doesn't know what to say when Sirius talks about his parents.

He didn't know how to comfort Sirius, and in his view Sirius had no reason to blame himself for the death of his parents.

Sirius...

“I've been looking at the wrong person, I haven't thought about it, I never thought about it...” Sirius flashed a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, depressed to say, "It's all my fault, I screwed everything up, it's the same with James, it's the same with Regulus, if I could talk to him back then, he probably wouldn't die...”

“He's a hero, Sirius! ”

“Yes, he's a hero!” Sirius rubbed the corner of his eyes and said with comfort, "Harry, although I've been wrong about people, there's one thing I can be sure of, you and your father James are very much alike, and this is a decision that won't go wrong, and I'm proud of you. ”

Harry looked at Sirius, and although he had always heard others say so, that phrase came out of Sirius' mouth, but it made extra sense.

“Well, this isn't the right place to have a nice chat.” Sirius is back to normal and continues, "Come on, you can stand in front of me and let me see your fighting skills. ”

When everyone had indicated their readiness, Dumbledore gently knocked the basin with his wand and gave a faint echo.

Those green liquid centers in the basin that you can't touch in any way suddenly appear with a hint of rippling, spreading inward and outward.

It was like a signal that the lake was no longer smooth as a mirror, but stirred violently.

Ivan looked up and a large corpse appeared in the pitch-black lake water.

Whitesen's head and hands emerged from the dark water, men's, women's, children's, all with dimpled, invisible eyes, struggling, tumbling, floating towards the rock side.

“Petrification!” Harry shouted in panic.

He raised the wand to the nearest vagina, a red light hit it, and the vagina pounced back into the water, but immediately stood up again.

Its dead hands crossed the lake water, hollow, misty eyes stared at Harry, dragged behind him by a ragged shirt soaked in water, a depressed face with a dirty, despicable look, looked extremely horrible.

“Don't rush, Harry, that's not how you attack! Sirius said," The petrochemical curse is not that far away, and you have to wait for them to reach the right range before you attack them. ”

Harry nodded and grabbed the wand in his hand, staring closely at the corpse.

Two seconds later, the vagina climbed onto the rock, holding her hands soaked in the water of the lake, and quickly crawled forward, as if it were going to pounce on Harry.

“Petrification!” Harry shouted again, waving his wand in the air.

The red light flashed, and the corpse fell, falling on the ground without climbing.

“Nice attack, that's it, aim them in the head position!” Sirius waved his wand and cast several spells, knocking down three or four vaginas at the same time, shouting with excitement, "Good, Harry, let's try the obstacle spells and the incarceration spells. Have you learned these two magics? ”

On the other side, Ivan is fighting Hermione as well.

As you can see, Hermione's theory is very knowledgeable. She knows a lot of spells and knows how to apply them, but she is weak in practice and always misses or fails to hit critical positions.

Evan knows that this is primarily psychological.

Although Hermione didn't say anything, she didn't want Ivan to worry about herself, but deep in her heart, she was afraid of these vaginas.

No one can help with this, only Hermione herself can overcome it.

Ivan was watching Hermione, knocking down several corpses.

He turned his head and looked at Dumbledore, holding his wand, without attack, who had been watching several of them without seeing any emotions in his blue eyes.

Ivan thought about it and understood that Dumbledore was protecting them, and he began to try harder magic.

A white light emerged from the end of his wand, with deep mouths on the shattered wet clothes and cold skin of the vaginas, but not a drop of blood. They were unconscious and continued to push themselves one step at a time, reaching out to them with their dry hands.

Ivan nodded, as he had imagined, a magic spell like the Shadow of God, which was highly damaging to the body's surface, and of little use to the corpse.

They have no pain, no fear of such harm, and cannot even stop them one step at a time.

From this point on, magic such as petrochemical spells, obstacle spells, etc. works better.

Ivan tried to attack again a few times, and Dumbledore had just said that the best way to deal with a vagina was to use fire, but Regulus had not yet been found and could not do so. Instead of rushing, he looked at the vaginas as as subjects, ready to try deformities and several other powerful spells.

Fighting Snape the other day was a great inspiration to Ivan, who had never thought that magic would work like that before.

He's going to practice with these vaginas, which is a rare opportunity to practice not only without danger but also to improve his manipulation skills.