The patrolling Aura had already begun to rescue them. They spread out across Hogsmeade Village and repeatedly cast the Counter Spell to try to dispel the Anti-Apparition Enchantment. Professor Fleevy had already come up to Luna. "Miss Lovgood, let me see your wound."
Luna moved the ice cream aside and extended her finger in front of Professor Fleevy.
"Why can't I see the wound?" Professor Fleevy, who had always been gentle and friendly, frowned and looked carefully. Still worried, he said to Sprout, "Pomona, I don't think there's any problem with Luna. Just to be safe, take a look."
Professor Sprout directly took Luna's hand and pressed the area around Luna's wound with her wand. "Child, did you cast a Healing Spell on yourself just now? … Filius, in my opinion, there are no symptoms of poisoning. Even the wound has healed. "
Seeing Fleevy heave a sigh of relief, Professor Sprout frowned and looked at Luna's still white and tender fingers. Unable to suppress the doubts in her heart, she could not help but ask, "Child, forgive me for being curious, but how did you manage to not be affected by the demon's poison?"
"I have a bottle of Umbrella's experimental detoxification potion," Luna said lightly. "I drank it in advance."
Professor Sprout was even more confused. As a herbology professor in Hogwarts, although her knowledge in magic potions was not as good as Snape's, she was still an expert. All kinds of herbs and potions were swirling in her mind, but she really could not think of any potion that could perfectly resist this strong poison. However, Luna's description involved the internal experiment of Umbrella's company, so she did not ask further.
Firenze pushed his long hair back, which had become messy due to the battle, and his cream-colored body strode closer. "Perhaps the demon did not really mean to kill these foals. It could have easily done so if it wanted to. It was worried about Allen."
Professor Fleevy clapped his hands and praised Luna, which diverted Professor Sprout's attention. "Oh, I must say, well done, Miss Lovgood." Professor Sprout nodded subconsciously.
"I'm fine, Allen …" After a brief hug, Hermione pushed Allen away a little to give herself some space to move. She then pointed at Jenny, who was still lying on the ground in a state of Shock.
Allen's gaze followed Hermione's finger and landed on the red-haired witch. An Aura was trying to lift the curse on her, but it seemed that she was in trouble. Just as he was about to reach out his hand to help, a silver light flashed past. Jenny's hand supported herself on the ground, and she sat up. However, she seemed to be a little sluggish because of what happened.
It turned out to be Professor Fleevy. As a Master of Curses, he was much more professional than the ordinary Aura in dealing with this kind of trouble. He waved his wand continuously lifted the curse on the wizards who were still in a state of Shock. Facing his most valued student, he felt guilty. "I'm sorry, Allen, we couldn't save them in time. If Miss Lovgood wasn't a real Ravenclaw and smart enough …"
"Professor, it's not your fault." Allen forcibly suppressed his anger and forced a smile so that he would not lose his composure in front of his most respected professor. "I'm very grateful for everything you've done for them."
Professor Sprout who had turned the vines into seeds and kept them. She had also returned to her usual short, gray-haired, kind look. "They're all my students, and it's our duty as professors to protect them. However, I have to say that Miss Lovgood did a great job. I think we should apply for a special contribution award from the Hogwarts for her. No matter whether the demon would really pull the meteor down, she did stop it after all."
"I think the Ministry of Magic should apply for a Merlin Medal for Miss Lovgood …" Fleevy wiped his sweat. "After this, I'll have to go to Miss Rosmerta's place and drink a few glasses of sherry soda with ice and umbrella shells …"
After that, Professor Sprout put on her thick, patched hat again. She was covered in mud. She felt that if this incident happened to her students in the academy, although she did not want to admit it, she was afraid that it would not be resolved so easily like this.
Then, a large number of smoke caused by Phantom Transfiguration appeared out of thin air.
"Allen, Luna, Hermione, are you hurt?" Owen took his wife and strode to Allen and the others. Lunn followed closely behind. Daisy completely ignored the elegant image that she had created in the past few years after she became the director and returned to her rudeness. She rushed in front of Hermione and gave her a big hug. Hermione even let out a low cry when she bumped into her.
Albert, who led the entire team of armed Aura, and the Aura patrol led by Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Aura Office, rushed in from the outskirts of Hogsmeade. They received the news that they were forced to move out of the village because of the anti-phantom transfiguration.
"Sorry, we're late." Albert's gaze swept across the battlefield that had not been cleaned up yet. He recognized the bodies of Allen's guards who were supposed to be resting. He clenched his fists and blue veins popped out. "Pu Pai, Pluto … His and Olivo's child is less than a year old."
"Albert, give me a copy of their family's information …" Allen's face was a little gloomy. He held the two soul gems that Luna had just given to him. Before Bair left, Luna asked for them back.
"Pu Pai, Pluto, and the others all died … in order to save me … But that demon could have killed me, but he deliberately did not do it …" Hermione's lips trembled, and her hands clutched Allen's clothes tightly.
"Hermione, don't worry. Go back and have a good rest first. If there's anything else, wait for us to go back and rest. My dear, take Luna and Hermione back to the manor first. " Obviously, this was not the place to talk. Owen reached out his hand to stop Hermione in time. He then said in a somewhat praising tone, "The rest of you stay. Hogsmeade Village needs the help of the Ministry of Magic after this disaster. We have to hurry up and do everything we can to save the village. Also, we have to investigate the mastermind behind this attack and punish them!"
Albert responded and joined the Aura. In fact, it could only be considered as the work of cleaning up the aftermath. They did not care about the destroyed houses and the bloodstained streets. In fact, other than the Aura, no one else died. Some of the injured wizards were injured when the houses collapsed and their heads and bodies were smashed. Some of the older wizards and the weaker wizards were accidentally injured in the chaos caused by people running away from Bair. Under the effect of the healing spell, these injuries could be healed without any sequelae.
Of course, those wizards with weak minds would inevitably have nightmares for a few days after witnessing the scene of Bair killing people. However, as long as they took the calming potion, these could be avoided.
The reporters arrived at Hogsmeade one after another. The wizards worked together to restore the damaged buildings, comfort the frightened wizards, and rescue the survivors. Everything was recorded and recorded. In addition to Harris, the professor, and the Aura, more and more ordinary wizards took the initiative to join the team to clean up the aftermath. Miss Rosmerta from the Three Brooms Bar and Cheryl were among them.
After surviving a calamity, the little Magi who had never experienced such a horrifying situation even cried out loud. Some of the bolder ones, after regaining their senses, couldn't help but want to run outside to find their companions who were hiding to brag about their experiences. However, the Auros immediately stopped them and checked their bodies to make sure they were fine before letting them go. Fortunately, apart from a few severely frightened adepts, none of the adepts who had been "intimidated" by Bardi were in any real danger.
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