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Something went wrong.

The next day, Dumbledore hurried to the Gryffindor Tower with several professors, and entered the women's dormitory under the surprised and curious gaze of the young wizards.

Madam Pomfrey, who was at a loss, saw the group and hurriedly greeted her, "Headmaster, I can't help that girl, I can't touch her. Save the poor child. ”

"Alright, Madam Pomfrey, I'll take a look. Dumbledore motioned for Professor McGonagall to take Madam Pomfrey away, and he walked over to the half-open curtain with a pile of books and looked there.

The girl lay there, breathing evenly, as if she was simply asleep, and her face could not tell what was happening. Dumbledore lifted his foot slightly, but found that he seemed to have hit an invisible wall of cotton, unable to get close no matter how he switched angles to move forward.

Dumbledore felt the obstruction with his hands, his eyes twinkling, as if he had discovered something unusual. After taking out his wand, Dumbledore motioned for everyone to retreat, his mouth was full of words, the wand was fluorescently flickering, and it didn't seem to have any power, but the drumming magic had already puffed up Dumbledore's robes, and even vibrated the surroundings.

"Impossible to approach. ”

In the silence of everyone, Dumbledore thought for a moment, deliberately narrowed his magic output, and with a wave of his hand, a faint version of the obstacle that flashed red light was sent out again, and in an instant he felt that he had been hit by the obstacle and had to take a few steps back.

"Absolute defense. Dumbledore pondered.

"Brown, can you tell us about what happened from last night to today?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, yes Professor, Hermione came back last night with a bit of distraction, and tripped over the steps at the door of the dorm room, and seemed to have scratched her palm, but she didn't seem to pay attention to that. At that time, Senior Sister Bell was still walking out, greeting her, but Hermione did not respond. When she returned to the dormitory, she lay directly on her bed. ”

Lavender Brown recalled, "And then Hermione didn't move. It wasn't until this morning, when we got up to get ready for class, that Hermione, who usually got up early and read early, was still sleeping, so we went over to call her, and then were bounced away by the untouchable obstacle. ”

Dumbledore looked around, only the girl was surrounded by thick piles of books and various notes, and it seemed that she was a very diligent student.

"Albus, what the hell is this......" Professor McGonagall asked worriedly.

"It's just a guess, I saw it once at the time, it's a kind of protection. ”

"Protect, why, anyone's going to hurt Granger?" Flitwick was fond of the student, who loved to learn and ask questions, and he knew that the West in his house had a good relationship with her.

"This defense is passive, and only occurs when the priests communicate with the gods, and their spirits sink into the bottom of their minds, and they have fallen into a complete slumber, and their bodies lose control. This situation is the only manifestation of the power of a god known in the world. ”

Dumbledore was a little puzzled, "But, according to the information. As he waved his wand, a flash of fire flashed, and a list appeared in his hand with a falling phoenix feather, "Our Granger classmate was born in France and moved to England and London at the age of five for some family reasons. ”

The old man gathered the list and seemed to be stuck in a long memory, "If I am not mistaken, this inheritance is limited to the area where the gods have set foot, and she should not have that kind of inheritance." ”

Professor McGonagall took the other four girls in the dormitory to live in a temporary dormitory, and as soon as she walked out of the dormitory, a red light enveloping Hermione suddenly exploded into the sky. Even in the far reaches of space, you can see the bright red like a beacon.

"Beacon ......" Dumbledore looked at the light, he stood for a long time, "Minerva, this is not a problem we can solve, don't ask, don't look, don't check, Granger should be fine." ”

Sitting in the Kremlin, General Secretary Mikhail Mepheide, who had worked hard to solve the Soviet Union's agricultural problems and finally did not need to import grain and relied on Siberian production, was considering whether to be invited to visit the Dongying Autonomous Region, a large eastern country that has been friendly for generations, to teach the Soviet Union's ancestral maize planting skills.

Suddenly heard a familiar phone call, Siberian special line! Instantly his whole body was excited, his heart suddenly tightened, this was the second phone call in the past twenty years, and he was actually caught up, he took a deep breath and picked up the phone: "Hello, Marshal Sistaro." ”

"You don't have to worry about the UK and Greece, I'll get in touch with Mary. "Familiar voice.

A drop of cold sweat swept across the map, and Mikhail put down the phone that had been disconnected for a long time. At this time, the Secretariat sent an urgent piece of information, and the reconnaissance satellite found a red pillar of light over the United Kingdom, which was suspected to be a laser weapon. Request next step instructions.

Touching the map on his head and looking at the official secretary, Mikhail really felt that this group of people was in a hurry to reincarnate in the words of the great powers of the East. "Leave it alone, tell the Ministry of Defense that no follow-up reconnaissance is allowed, at this time just Siberian instructions. ”

The Secretary-General's face was shocked, but he knew the function of the telephone that the General Secretary had fingered. Ran out in a hurry, delaying the marshal's affairs, and no one knew if his skull would be able to withstand a bullet.

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Greece, the center of civilization in Europe, has never completely collapsed, even though the country's economy has collapsed many times, even if it was once surrounded by great powers. Every year, countless people flock to Greece to pay homage to the cradle of European civilization. The legend of Olympus that never falls. However, the Greek government is sad and happy, because although tourists bring more economic income, the focus is not on Greece, but on the Greek country within a country - Sparta.

No one dared to criticize or judge this kingdom, which still maintained the tradition of farming and cold weapons, because just fifty years ago, the ambitious Grindelwald violated the rules of wizards and tried to use Hitler's army to defeat Sparta, the last stronghold of Greece, only to be wiped out by tens of thousands of troops overnight.

The king of Sparta, kneeling in the sacrificial hall, the old man who bears the name of Leonidas, is praying in the morning for fifty years. Suddenly, with a familiar feeling, tears suddenly flowed down his eyes and he leaned to the ground. And a huge beam of light instantly activated the entire temple, and then soared into the sky.

The Greeks in Sparta, and even in the Athens region, especially those over sixty years old, showed a shocked expression, and then knelt down towards the place of the beam of light and prayed. Fifty years ago, it was after the appearance of this divine light that the clouds of war that hung over Greece were instantly dispelled.