Harry Potter I Am Death

Chapter 200

In the Room of Requirement, Harry, Ron, and Hermione practiced Charms like never before.

Even Hermione, who used to hang out in the library, was now practicing spells desperately. The pile of wrecked dolls next to her was her masterpiece.

After a burst of squirming and changing, several intact puppets emerged from the pile of wreckage again, and the wreckage disappeared.

The Room of Requirement is miraculous, but it still has to abide by the law of conservation of matter.

They didn't want to work hard on a whim, but a series of actions by Eli made them deeply aware that Voldemort's return was imminent.

As Voldemort's number one enemy, Harry would never want to make the bastard who killed his parents feel better, one after another powerful magic bloomed smoothly from his wand.

Although Ron was a little lazy, he also understood that his family was rooted in the magic world, and his good brother had to fight Voldemort. Of course, he didn't want to hold back.

A spell from Hermione turned the puppet in front of her into pieces again. Her right hand drooped limply, and she handed over the wand to her left hand. The sweat stains even made it difficult to hold the wand.

Kneading her sore right arm, Hermione stared intently at Eli's back.

This boy was about her age, and he should have been preparing to pass the two wizarding exams like everyone else of his age, and then thinking about his livelihood after graduation.

But he has shouldered one burden after another that others will never be able to bear.

But even so, he will always face his enemies sinisterly and viciously, leaving those around him always innocent.

This boy also gave her the most firm choice, except for his parents, he was the only one who chose her without any hesitation.

That back is not generous, but it is always strong and strong.

After the hard training, these little wizards slumped together with tired faces.

The catharsis of magic power brought their physical emptiness, but filled their spirits.

"I've never worked so hard in my life." Ron lay limply on his back next to a pile of debris as if his bones had been removed.

"Today is not the last day," Eli put his wand into his robe.

"Then kill me quickly, hurry up, I'm tired"

"We don't need to do it. When Voldemort returns, maybe a green light will fly from somewhere to end your life." Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and casually put his wand on his lap side.

"Can you not say that name?" When Ron heard the name, he almost sat up. "Is he really coming back?"

"I didn't expect you to be suspicious. Have you forgotten how we dealt with Voldemort before? He might have remembered you." Hermione straightened her robe, leaned against Eli, and noticed that Harry and Ron sat up straight again after their gazes.

"I didn't say I don't believe it, I mean, no one wants him back." Ron spread his hands, and then leaned his head on an abandoned chair with a broken leg behind him, not too panicked.

"So what if he's here?" Harry looked at the people with different expressions. It's better to fight back."

"It's a rare courage." Ron imitated Dumbledore's tone and sighed.

When they returned to their respective dormitories, they were so exhausted that they fell asleep under the strange eyes of their roommates.

In the Slytherin dormitory, Eli had already started snoring, and Draco sneaked back. The small room was actually intertwined with three different snoring sounds.

In desperation, Draco could only toss and turn in the snoring.

As a student, the most taboo thing is going to bed too late, or being overworked.

No, it was three poles that day, and there were still two embarrassed figures running wildly in the corridor.

Harry and Ron ran to the door of the classroom, panting heavily, but dared not go in anyway.

Not because of anything else, just because this is Professor McGonagall's transformation class.

"I think being absent may be worse than being late"

"You first?"

"Why not you?"

After some tugging between the two, Harry knocked on the wooden door of the classroom, and shrugged off Ron's hand pushing behind him.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, it seems that you still remember today's schedule"

"Professor...", Harry nodded, but couldn't squeeze out any explanation.

"Ten points from Gryffindor!"

There were long sighs from the lion cubs in the classroom, and Harry and Ron didn't dare to look into the eyes cast from all directions, none of them were friendly.

Today's class schedule is indeed not friendly to them, because there is another class right after that, fortunately, this class is History of Magic.

Professor Binns is always like a ruthless reading machine, always reading the sentences in the book dryly in an extremely peaceful and hypnotic tone, and he rarely pays attention to the sleeping students.

Slytherin and Gryffindor were placed in the same class, with Eli and Hermione sitting in the middle.

In the classroom, there is only a general tone of chanting sutras in the classroom, and there will be soft snoring sounds from time to time.

"Why doesn't Eli doze off, he didn't relax more than us yesterday"

Ron looked at the figure sitting upright next to Hermione in the front row, and said in surprise.

Hermione glanced at Ron oddly, then at Eli, who was rolling his eyes.

boom!

It was the sound of Eli's head hitting the table.

"Master!" Ron admired Eli, who showed no signs of waking up.

Hermione shook her head helplessly, but there was a snoring sound coming from beside her, and she finally couldn't help pinching Eli's thigh.

"What bastard!"

……

At this time, Bock is not as relaxed as Eli.

Since Shafik and Eli reached an absolute cooperative relationship, the potion market has been basically controlled by the two.

The Shafik family put all their energies into the potion business they jointly established with Eli, and the potion market changed overnight.

All the products in the Shafik potion shop were replaced with Phoenix products, and all the wizards almost went crazy with joy!

Bock investigated everywhere like crazy, but found that Shafik had almost cut off the material trade with him.

Now, Shafik and Eli's potion ingredients are all provided by Huaxia!

Bock's hair was thinning, and he slammed the table, spewing spittle that glared in a ray of sunlight.

"Did you check it out?"

"I found out! Shafiq seems to be in touch with Dongfang." The man in black robe lowered his head and kept staring at his toes.

"seem?"

"Sure!"

Bork took a few deep breaths, his chest heaved violently, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting.

Bo Ke, who heard the news, finally realized that he was self-defeating.

He self-righteously concealed the news of Huaxia from Shafik, but he didn't expect that he turned around and fell into Huaxia's embrace. Now he completely lost credibility with Shafik.

"You go first," Bok said hoarsely, and the black-robed man left as if running away.

After pacing back and forth a few times, Bok disappeared into the fireplace.