Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Just seconds before Cliché discovered Regulus, four giant monsters of Dumbledore's size pushed countless corpses into pitch-black lakes, causing a wave of waves.

Dumbledore triumphed, and he turned out to be a troll over the vagina.

But you haven't had time to rejoice, and Evan finds that the giant monster soaked in the lake suddenly bursts into a black smoke and shows fear on his face without any expression.

For the first time, he would be scared to see the deformed gods. He did not know what they had encountered, but it must have been Voldemort left in the lake. The dark magic worked.

In the blink of an eye, they all disappear into smoke.

Just as nothing had happened, dense and numb, endless corpses emerged from the depths of the lake, constantly climbing out.

Dumbledore looked calmly at the newly approached vagina, not surprised, as if he had anticipated such a thing, and continued to dance the wand in his hand.

But before he could succeed, Criche's cry suddenly rang, “Master Regulus, Criche found Master Regulus! ”

When he heard his cry, everyone stood still and looked in the direction he pointed.

Only Sirius did not hesitate, rushing out at the moment when the Criche sounded, rushing in the direction of Regulus.

“Beware, Sirius, there are so many vaginas in there, don't go over there!” Harry screamed loudly, trying to stop Sirius.

But it didn't work, Sirius was faster than I thought.

“Regulus!!!” He rushed forward and shouted, “Regulus, I've finally found you, I'm taking you home, home..."

Sirius shouted repeatedly, tears flowing uncontrollably out of his red eyes.

He rushed into the vagina herd without regard for his own safety, and the end of his wand emitted a red light at a faster rate than he could have imagined, which would have prevented the vagina from advancing.

Behind him is the same crazy cliche.

“Fight! Fight! For my master, for Sirius, for Regulus, for Criche to fight! ”

Even in this noise, his bullfrog-like voice is still clear and audible.

This elderly family rearing elf bursts with all the vitality in his body, waving the stones he had just picked up from the ground and followed Sirius into the vagina.

Harry followed, followed by Dumbledore, Ivan and Hermione, whose defenses were completely broken and almost instantaneously swallowed up by the washed-up corpse.

Evan's heart was beating so hard that he just stood in the heart of the island on the heights of a rock basin, and watching these dazzling corpses from afar was enough to be frightening.

Close contact now makes him feel even more horrified.

He couldn't help but beat a chilling corpse, all around him, constantly exuded cold air, they had just climbed out of the lake, relaxed, pale skin full of cold water beads, accidentally touched very uncomfortable, disgusting.

There were so many dead bodies, Ivan couldn't see the way forward.

Apart from a vagina with enough nightmares, Ivan couldn't see Dumbledore, Sirius, Harry, and Cleecher, who were similarly trapped in the mass.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Hermione had always been there for him, and when he had just been swallowed up by a vagina, Ivan, at the last minute, held her right hand tight and didn't let go.

Hermione gasped coarsely and snuggled beside Ivan.

She couldn't see half the blood on her pale little face because she was afraid, her face was as pale as the surrounding vaginas, and her beautiful, spiritual brown eyes were also wide open at this time, filled with panic and anxiety.

Tears kept spinning in Hermione's eyes, but she couldn't help it.

Apart from the scream that initially fell into the vagina, she had endured no other sound, and she knew that the weak manifestations of fighting, crying and screaming were of no use except to distract herself and Evan.

Though scared, Hermione forced herself not to turn up.

I don't know why, seeing Ivan beside herself, sensitive to unusual peace of mind, no matter how many vaginas, no matter what, even if death, as long as Ivan is beside herself, she can face it frankly, she can definitely persevere to the end.

The two men leaned together and cast all sorts of spells on the nearby vagina.

“With fire, Hermione, with fire magic!” Ivan shouted out loud, "Dumbledore just said," The corpses are afraid of light and warmth, we can attack them with fire! ”

Hearing Ivan's reminder, Hermione remembered Dumbledore's words violently.

“Flaming bear!” She shouted hastily.

A faint red flame appeared in front of her, not far away, with several vaginas apparently hesitating to jump over.

Seeing the fire, they instinctively want to escape.

But Hermione's flames are really weak, and these vaginas are hesitating, and the threat they feel is not strong enough to try to make a breakthrough.

Hermione gasped, and after using the magic, all the magic in her body had been depleted. She looked at herself in all directions and was ready to pounce over the vagina, knowing that she could not escape or hide.

She confessed fatally to closing her eyes and holding Evan tightly in her right hand.

But Hermione's eyes opened again, and she was surprised to see that Ivan had also succeeded in unleashing the magic of "Flaming Bears," a half-human high red flame with hot temperatures, orbiting the ground into a circle that surrounded them.

The corpses retreated further and further away from both of them.

“Evan!” Hermione turned around and held Ivan tight, tears couldn't bear to pour out.

Evan patted Hermione's shoulder gently, softly comforting her.

At this moment, while in a strange cave, surrounded by countless vaginas, the atmosphere becomes incredibly warm within this circle of fire.

Outside the ring of fire, near the shore, Harry was less laid back, and just seconds ago, he followed Sirius and Cleecher into the vagina.

Seeing Regulus, these two guys are totally insane.

Like the giant monster Dumbledore had become, they rammed across the vagina, and Sirius exploded with tremendous fighting power, and Harry couldn't remember exactly how many of his vaginas he was trying to stop them.

Under heavy siege, they proceeded at an astonishing rate, miraculously fast, rushing to Regulus, which had just climbed ashore, in less than three seconds.

“Go home, let's go home, Regulus!” Sirius held him in tears and cried tears, tearing his heart apart.

He was so sad that Harry couldn't help but cry. He never expected Sirius to be like this, and he had told himself before how tired he was of Regulus, just like the rest of the Black family.

Only after seeing this scene did Harry realize that Sirius had a lot to worry about his brother before he knew the brotherhood between them.

“Go home, go home, I'll take you home, Regulus...” Sirius muttered

He held Regulus' body with all his strength and feared losing him again.