NOVEL WEB Master Druid at Hogwarts
Chapter 757
Chapter 757
More than ten minutes later, the boat docked, and Fish took the lead in jumping off Dumbledore's shoulders and landed on the smooth rocky island. Then he regained his human form and ran towards the green stone basin in the center of the island. .
Dumbledore was worried that Maomao would drink the potion in the stone basin first, so he jumped off the boat and chased after him.
"You promised me, Fish!"
Even though the revelation from Felicia was that there would be no accidents, Dumbledore was still worried. He shouted at the top of his voice while running towards the stone basin.
"Fish doesn't know what to say, meow!"
(`ω)
However, Maomao just stood by the stone basin with its arms folded, looking at the pool of potion that was shining with green light, and did not make any further movements, but the constantly wagging tail behind it showed that its owner was not in the right mood right now. too beautiful.
In fact, if Fish hadn't found that he couldn't touch the potion in the stone basin at all, he actually wanted to dip a little to taste it...
Fish didn't intend to renege on his promise, he was just curious and wanted to try it, and maybe because of this, he awakened the spell that could heal this potion?
Harry followed Dumbledore and looked at him and Maomao suspiciously, not understanding what the two were talking about.
"Voldemort's Horcrux is probably hidden here, but these potions can only be emptied by drinking meow..." Fisher pointed to the stone basin and explained to Harry: "Dumbledore intends to drink them all by himself, Fisher He was brought here to help him detoxify meow."
The tail behind Mao Mao flicked faster, with a stinky expression on his face.
"But what if... what if it poisoned you to death all at once?" Harry hurriedly dissuaded.
"Oh, I'm sure it wouldn't have that effect," said Dumbledore lightly. "Voldemort wouldn't be willing to poison anyone who came to this island, and Felix told me so."
But Harry knew that Felicia could not solve everything, and did Dumbledore think too well of Voldemort?
"Professor," Harry said, trying to sound reasonable, "we're dealing with Voldemort..."
"I'm sorry, Harry. I should have said this: he wouldn't be willing to kill anyone who came to this island right away," Dumbledore corrected himself: "He likes to torture everyone who opposes him, remember he How were other children treated in the orphanage?"
"Also, he'd be happy to keep those who came here a little longer, to find out how they were able to get past his defenses, and most importantly, why they were so eager to empty the stone basin."
"Meow!"
Σ(ω)
Fish immediately grasped the point of Dumbledore's words, "Albus, you mean, after we get the Horcrux inside, we can attract Voldemort?"
"It's just a possibility." Dumbledore explained: "After all, I didn't find such a setting in the few Horcruxes I destroyed before. The bigger possibility is that after drinking the potion in the stone basin, the lake Then the ghouls inside will move into action, trap the people who break into here on the island, and wait for Voldemort's arrival."
Fish opened his mouth, wanting to say something, Harry also showed a hesitant expression.
But Dumbledore had already raised a hand to tell them to keep quiet.
"There is no doubt that this potion will prevent me from obtaining a Horcrux," said Dumbledore.
As for the potion in the stone basin, he had already carefully analyzed it with Snape, and they both believed that it was very likely to be a potion similar to the Potion of Frustration, but even Snape himself hadn't He could develop an antidote to the potion of heartbreak, so he could only provide Dumbledore with some conventional antidotes and a few bezoars.
Because those antidotes could not be drunk in advance, Dumbledore took out a bezoar and held it in his hand, and continued to explain to Fish and Harry: "It will probably paralyze me and make me forget the purpose of my coming here. Cause me excruciating pain, inability to concentrate, or otherwise incapacitate me. If that happens, Fisher..."
He looked at Mao Mao beside him, "Remember what you promised me."
"Fisch got it meow! You don't have to keep reminding me!"
(`n)
Maomao said impatiently, the air was sucked by the tail flicking behind him.
Dumbledore turned his gaze to Harry again, "Your task is the same as Fish's. When I lose my ability to move, I need you and Fish to make sure I keep drinking it, even if you have to pour the potion into my tight mouth." Shut your mouth. Do you understand?"
Harry hesitated, looking into Dumbledore's blue eyes, greenish in the light from the stone basin.
"Do you remember the terms on which I brought you?" Dumbledore asked again.
"Why can't I drink the potion?" Harry asked the same question as Fish.
And Dumbledore's answer is the same: "Because my value is much smaller than yours."
Harry looked at Maomao as if asking for help, but found that although he looked irritable, he didn't have much worried expression, and he was even in the mood to wink at him...
Could it be because of Felicia?
This thought suddenly popped into Harry's mind. Although he didn't have any premonition related to Dumbledore himself, since Fish looked so relaxed, either Maomao was sure to cure Dumbledore, or he got some kind of premonition. enlightenment.
Having figured it out, Harry looked into Dumbledore's blue eyes again, then nodded and said, "I see, Professor."
Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, then raised his wand, twirled it in the air, and conjured a tall crystal goblet.He put the crystal cup into the liquid in the stone basin. Originally, he couldn't touch the liquid anyway, so he swallowed the cup all at once.
At the same time, Dumbledore also stuffed the bezoar in his hand into his mouth, and then raised the cup filled with the green liquid to his mouth.
"I wish you well."
He mumbled, and then drank the liquid in the glass.
In Fisher's perception, Dumbledore's breath of life, which was like a candle in the wind, immediately became more volatile. Mao Mao continued to throw various healing spells on him without hesitation. Dumbledore The emerald green light surrounding Lido even overwhelmed the eerie green light from the liquid in the stone basin.
It's just that Fisher's spell is not as effective as expected.
Just like Mao Mao's detoxification spell cannot work on potions such as Veritaserum, the toxicity of this green potion is more reflected in the spiritual level, and Fish's spell can only relieve Dumbledore's pain at best.
For such a situation, Dumbledore had actually expected it a long time ago. He reluctantly smiled at Fish, then put the cup into the stone basin again, scooped up a full cup, and drank it again.
Harry looked at Dumbledore worriedly, and as he drank cup after cup of liquid, his condition also deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye - his eyes were closed, his face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body was trembling...
All kinds of bad situations appeared on Dumbledore's body, even if Fish had tried his best to cast his healing technique, it could not prevent Dumbledore's condition from deteriorating further.
After drinking the fifth cup, he staggered forward and fell on the stone basin, the hand holding the cup loosened, and fell into the stone basin.
"Professor, can you hear me?" Harry asked worriedly, stepping forward to support Dumbledore.
His answer was a dry retch, and Dumbledore spat out the bezoar he had stuffed into his mouth earlier.
"Harry! You continue to feed Albus meow!" Just when Harry was at a loss, Fisher, who was using all his healing skills, reminded loudly: "Don't waste time! The longer you delay, Albus is getting more and more uncomfortable meow!"
"I, I see!" Harry gritted his teeth, grabbed the crystal cup that was already full in the stone basin, and brought it to Dumbledore's mouth.
"I don't want...don't make me..." Dumbledore moaned, "...don't like...want to stop..."
"You...you can't stop, Professor," said Harry, "you have to keep drinking, remember? You told me you had to keep drinking. Come on..."
He pushed the glass up to Dumbledore's mouth and poured it all in, then scooped up another full glass.
"No..." Dumbledore continued moaning, "I don't want...I don't want...let me go..."
"It's all right, Professor," Harry coaxed Dumbledore, pouring the seventh cup of potion into Dumbledore's open mouth with trembling hands, "It's all right, I'm here..."
Dumbledore screamed, and the shrill voice echoed across the silent Black Lake and in the cave, while struggling to get out of the stone basin.
But Harry and Fish held him firmly, and continued to be cruel, pouring potions into his mouth cup after cup.
"No, please, no..."
Dumbledore cried and screamed like a helpless child.Harry couldn't help but want to stop several times, but was severely reprimanded by Fish.
"You want Albus to fall short?! Keep pouring!"
Fish gritted his teeth and said, and once again accelerated the frequency of casting healing spells.Although he has great opinions on Dumbledore, as long as the target is decided, Mao Mao will become very decisive, which is the instinct of a predator.
When Harry finished feeding the tenth cup, Dumbledore had no more strength to struggle. He closed his eyes and leaned on Fish's body, his voice was more painful than ever: "I want to die ! I want to die! Make it stop, let it stop, I want to die!"
"Drink this, Professor, drink this..."
Dumbledore drank again, but no sooner had he finished than he yelled, "Let me die!"
"Finish... just finish this one!" Harry panted, "Just this one...it's almost over...it's all over!"
Harry has said similar things many times, but this time he didn't lie, the stone basin has bottomed out, and the outline of a golden box can be seen faintly, and he can take it out as long as he scoops up another cup, But before that, Dumbledore needs to drink the cup first.
Dumbledore gulped down the last drop of the potion in the cup, and then, he stopped making any noise, and fell limply in Fisher's arms, as if dead.
"No!" Harry dropped the cup in his hand and shouted at Maomao, "Fisch! Think of a way! Don't you still have a trick of tranquility?"
At this moment, a cold voice came from the distant shore of the lake.
"The locket is coming!"
……
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Bezoar was translated as bezoar in the first part, but here is a mistranslation, because the exact explanation should be the calculus in the stomach of a goat. Although the two are somewhat similar in nature, they are two different things after all.
I don’t know if the new version has been changed. Anyway, the translations of the next few parts are all bezoars, and only the first part is called bezoar.
……
In the original book, Dumbledore drank twelve cups of potion, and when Harry was about to scoop No.13 cup, he poured it.
After Dumbledore came to his senses, he took out the locket without drinking the No.13 cup.
So there are two possibilities, they can get it by the No.12 cup, but Harry was too flustered to notice, but this possibility is relatively small, after all, their ultimate goal is the Horcrux.
Another possibility is that there are thirteen cups in the basin, and then No. 13 cups do not need to be drunk, just scoop them up.
It's just that another problem has arisen... In this case, why not change a few cups and scoop out the potion in batches?
I can only assume, only scooped from the same cup, and only allowed to drink from the same person.
I also set the amount of the potion to thirteen cups, because 13 is a bad number in the West. Judging from Voldemort's habit of making seven Horcruxes, setting a more meaningful number is more in line with his personality. set up.
In addition, 13 is an auspicious number in ancient my country, and 666 represents the devil in the Bible... There are still great cultural differences between the East and the West.
(End of this chapter)
More than ten minutes later, the boat docked, and Fish took the lead in jumping off Dumbledore's shoulders and landed on the smooth rocky island. Then he regained his human form and ran towards the green stone basin in the center of the island. .
Dumbledore was worried that Maomao would drink the potion in the stone basin first, so he jumped off the boat and chased after him.
"You promised me, Fish!"
Even though the revelation from Felicia was that there would be no accidents, Dumbledore was still worried. He shouted at the top of his voice while running towards the stone basin.
"Fish doesn't know what to say, meow!"
(`ω)
However, Maomao just stood by the stone basin with its arms folded, looking at the pool of potion that was shining with green light, and did not make any further movements, but the constantly wagging tail behind it showed that its owner was not in the right mood right now. too beautiful.
In fact, if Fish hadn't found that he couldn't touch the potion in the stone basin at all, he actually wanted to dip a little to taste it...
Fish didn't intend to renege on his promise, he was just curious and wanted to try it, and maybe because of this, he awakened the spell that could heal this potion?
Harry followed Dumbledore and looked at him and Maomao suspiciously, not understanding what the two were talking about.
"Voldemort's Horcrux is probably hidden here, but these potions can only be emptied by drinking meow..." Fisher pointed to the stone basin and explained to Harry: "Dumbledore intends to drink them all by himself, Fisher He was brought here to help him detoxify meow."
The tail behind Mao Mao flicked faster, with a stinky expression on his face.
"But what if... what if it poisoned you to death all at once?" Harry hurriedly dissuaded.
"Oh, I'm sure it wouldn't have that effect," said Dumbledore lightly. "Voldemort wouldn't be willing to poison anyone who came to this island, and Felix told me so."
But Harry knew that Felicia could not solve everything, and did Dumbledore think too well of Voldemort?
"Professor," Harry said, trying to sound reasonable, "we're dealing with Voldemort..."
"I'm sorry, Harry. I should have said this: he wouldn't be willing to kill anyone who came to this island right away," Dumbledore corrected himself: "He likes to torture everyone who opposes him, remember he How were other children treated in the orphanage?"
"Also, he'd be happy to keep those who came here a little longer, to find out how they were able to get past his defenses, and most importantly, why they were so eager to empty the stone basin."
"Meow!"
Σ(ω)
Fish immediately grasped the point of Dumbledore's words, "Albus, you mean, after we get the Horcrux inside, we can attract Voldemort?"
"It's just a possibility." Dumbledore explained: "After all, I didn't find such a setting in the few Horcruxes I destroyed before. The bigger possibility is that after drinking the potion in the stone basin, the lake Then the ghouls inside will move into action, trap the people who break into here on the island, and wait for Voldemort's arrival."
Fish opened his mouth, wanting to say something, Harry also showed a hesitant expression.
But Dumbledore had already raised a hand to tell them to keep quiet.
"There is no doubt that this potion will prevent me from obtaining a Horcrux," said Dumbledore.
As for the potion in the stone basin, he had already carefully analyzed it with Snape, and they both believed that it was very likely to be a potion similar to the Potion of Frustration, but even Snape himself hadn't He could develop an antidote to the potion of heartbreak, so he could only provide Dumbledore with some conventional antidotes and a few bezoars.
Because those antidotes could not be drunk in advance, Dumbledore took out a bezoar and held it in his hand, and continued to explain to Fish and Harry: "It will probably paralyze me and make me forget the purpose of my coming here. Cause me excruciating pain, inability to concentrate, or otherwise incapacitate me. If that happens, Fisher..."
He looked at Mao Mao beside him, "Remember what you promised me."
"Fisch got it meow! You don't have to keep reminding me!"
(`n)
Maomao said impatiently, the air was sucked by the tail flicking behind him.
Dumbledore turned his gaze to Harry again, "Your task is the same as Fish's. When I lose my ability to move, I need you and Fish to make sure I keep drinking it, even if you have to pour the potion into my tight mouth." Shut your mouth. Do you understand?"
Harry hesitated, looking into Dumbledore's blue eyes, greenish in the light from the stone basin.
"Do you remember the terms on which I brought you?" Dumbledore asked again.
"Why can't I drink the potion?" Harry asked the same question as Fish.
And Dumbledore's answer is the same: "Because my value is much smaller than yours."
Harry looked at Maomao as if asking for help, but found that although he looked irritable, he didn't have much worried expression, and he was even in the mood to wink at him...
Could it be because of Felicia?
This thought suddenly popped into Harry's mind. Although he didn't have any premonition related to Dumbledore himself, since Fish looked so relaxed, either Maomao was sure to cure Dumbledore, or he got some kind of premonition. enlightenment.
Having figured it out, Harry looked into Dumbledore's blue eyes again, then nodded and said, "I see, Professor."
Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, then raised his wand, twirled it in the air, and conjured a tall crystal goblet.He put the crystal cup into the liquid in the stone basin. Originally, he couldn't touch the liquid anyway, so he swallowed the cup all at once.
At the same time, Dumbledore also stuffed the bezoar in his hand into his mouth, and then raised the cup filled with the green liquid to his mouth.
"I wish you well."
He mumbled, and then drank the liquid in the glass.
In Fisher's perception, Dumbledore's breath of life, which was like a candle in the wind, immediately became more volatile. Mao Mao continued to throw various healing spells on him without hesitation. Dumbledore The emerald green light surrounding Lido even overwhelmed the eerie green light from the liquid in the stone basin.
It's just that Fisher's spell is not as effective as expected.
Just like Mao Mao's detoxification spell cannot work on potions such as Veritaserum, the toxicity of this green potion is more reflected in the spiritual level, and Fish's spell can only relieve Dumbledore's pain at best.
For such a situation, Dumbledore had actually expected it a long time ago. He reluctantly smiled at Fish, then put the cup into the stone basin again, scooped up a full cup, and drank it again.
Harry looked at Dumbledore worriedly, and as he drank cup after cup of liquid, his condition also deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye - his eyes were closed, his face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body was trembling...
All kinds of bad situations appeared on Dumbledore's body, even if Fish had tried his best to cast his healing technique, it could not prevent Dumbledore's condition from deteriorating further.
After drinking the fifth cup, he staggered forward and fell on the stone basin, the hand holding the cup loosened, and fell into the stone basin.
"Professor, can you hear me?" Harry asked worriedly, stepping forward to support Dumbledore.
His answer was a dry retch, and Dumbledore spat out the bezoar he had stuffed into his mouth earlier.
"Harry! You continue to feed Albus meow!" Just when Harry was at a loss, Fisher, who was using all his healing skills, reminded loudly: "Don't waste time! The longer you delay, Albus is getting more and more uncomfortable meow!"
"I, I see!" Harry gritted his teeth, grabbed the crystal cup that was already full in the stone basin, and brought it to Dumbledore's mouth.
"I don't want...don't make me..." Dumbledore moaned, "...don't like...want to stop..."
"You...you can't stop, Professor," said Harry, "you have to keep drinking, remember? You told me you had to keep drinking. Come on..."
He pushed the glass up to Dumbledore's mouth and poured it all in, then scooped up another full glass.
"No..." Dumbledore continued moaning, "I don't want...I don't want...let me go..."
"It's all right, Professor," Harry coaxed Dumbledore, pouring the seventh cup of potion into Dumbledore's open mouth with trembling hands, "It's all right, I'm here..."
Dumbledore screamed, and the shrill voice echoed across the silent Black Lake and in the cave, while struggling to get out of the stone basin.
But Harry and Fish held him firmly, and continued to be cruel, pouring potions into his mouth cup after cup.
"No, please, no..."
Dumbledore cried and screamed like a helpless child.Harry couldn't help but want to stop several times, but was severely reprimanded by Fish.
"You want Albus to fall short?! Keep pouring!"
Fish gritted his teeth and said, and once again accelerated the frequency of casting healing spells.Although he has great opinions on Dumbledore, as long as the target is decided, Mao Mao will become very decisive, which is the instinct of a predator.
When Harry finished feeding the tenth cup, Dumbledore had no more strength to struggle. He closed his eyes and leaned on Fish's body, his voice was more painful than ever: "I want to die ! I want to die! Make it stop, let it stop, I want to die!"
"Drink this, Professor, drink this..."
Dumbledore drank again, but no sooner had he finished than he yelled, "Let me die!"
"Finish... just finish this one!" Harry panted, "Just this one...it's almost over...it's all over!"
Harry has said similar things many times, but this time he didn't lie, the stone basin has bottomed out, and the outline of a golden box can be seen faintly, and he can take it out as long as he scoops up another cup, But before that, Dumbledore needs to drink the cup first.
Dumbledore gulped down the last drop of the potion in the cup, and then, he stopped making any noise, and fell limply in Fisher's arms, as if dead.
"No!" Harry dropped the cup in his hand and shouted at Maomao, "Fisch! Think of a way! Don't you still have a trick of tranquility?"
At this moment, a cold voice came from the distant shore of the lake.
"The locket is coming!"
……
Recommended monthly ticket
Bezoar was translated as bezoar in the first part, but here is a mistranslation, because the exact explanation should be the calculus in the stomach of a goat. Although the two are somewhat similar in nature, they are two different things after all.
I don’t know if the new version has been changed. Anyway, the translations of the next few parts are all bezoars, and only the first part is called bezoar.
……
In the original book, Dumbledore drank twelve cups of potion, and when Harry was about to scoop No.13 cup, he poured it.
After Dumbledore came to his senses, he took out the locket without drinking the No.13 cup.
So there are two possibilities, they can get it by the No.12 cup, but Harry was too flustered to notice, but this possibility is relatively small, after all, their ultimate goal is the Horcrux.
Another possibility is that there are thirteen cups in the basin, and then No. 13 cups do not need to be drunk, just scoop them up.
It's just that another problem has arisen... In this case, why not change a few cups and scoop out the potion in batches?
I can only assume, only scooped from the same cup, and only allowed to drink from the same person.
I also set the amount of the potion to thirteen cups, because 13 is a bad number in the West. Judging from Voldemort's habit of making seven Horcruxes, setting a more meaningful number is more in line with his personality. set up.
In addition, 13 is an auspicious number in ancient my country, and 666 represents the devil in the Bible... There are still great cultural differences between the East and the West.
(End of this chapter)
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