Before, when Alan was still bullying Voldemort, the Burrow, the ghostly moon hung in the midnight sky, the monstrous fire had been extinguished, the Burrow was no longer recognizable, and on a charred land, only the ruins and a dozen or so corpses in vaguely recognizable human form remained, all of which were left behind by the Death Eaters.

"Hmm, why hasn't the car arrived yet...... an Auror captain raised his arm to look at the watch on his arm, and pressed the Auror badge on his neckline, "Where's the car?" After the call, the middle-aged Auror captain looked at the injured Weasleys on the ground and sighed to himself: Professor McGonagall was only suffering from the stun curse, but these Weasleys were different from Professor McGonagall, their injuries were caused by dark magic, and taking them to apparition would probably cause their wounds to worsen in the process of apparition.

Arthur's hands were on the grass, struggling to support his body, trying to sit up, but his entire leg bone had been twisted by the torture curse, and he was lying on the ground on his stomach, because of the unbearable pain, Arthur's lips had been bitten by him and bled out, Ginny knelt down on one knee beside her father Arthur, her wand lightly tapped Arthur's injured leg, trying to heal the twisted bones with "healing as before". It was only with her click, Arthur's pain was not relieved in the slightest, his bare forehead was constantly sweating, and his lips turned from normal red to pale white and trembled, but in order not to frighten his daughter, he endured the pain and did not let himself exhale in pain, and the twitching facial muscles showed how painful he was at this time.

George's ears were still dripping blood, staining his shoulders red, and he leaned against Fred's body, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his eyes closed in a dazed state. Bill didn't look too badly injured, he sat on the grass, his hand over his bleeding cheek, his worried gaze falling on his other hand, as if it would grow stiff hairs and sharp claws in the next second. Molly crouched beside Bill, tears in her eyes, and she and the other Auror let their wands pour out of water to wash the wound on Bill's cheek.

Professor McGonagall was still lying unconscious on the grass, her hair that had been tightly tied behind her head and meticulously combed was now scattered, her pale cheeks were crooked to the side, her wand was still tightly clenched in her hand, and the Aurors stationed in the village of Autry-St. Cachpol were constantly rescuing their former Transfiguration Professor: "Captain, it stands to reason that Professor McGonagall should be awake, but a few coma spells hit her directly on the chest, and she is indeed not young anymore... Look, why don't you just send it to St. Mungo's Hospital?"

"Then you still ask me why I should send it quickly!" Captain Auror scolded when he heard this, "Acrylic, you are personally responsible for sending the professor to St. Mungo's Hospital safely!

"Yes!" a shorter Auror lifted Professor McGonagall and put her arm around his neck, and the two men disappeared from the Burrow in an instant.

"Hopefully Professor McGonagall is okay... George, your bleeding has finally stopped. Fred stared at the hole left by his twin brother's ears after the disappearance of his ears, and finally stopped the bleeding under the effect of the Auror potion, and let out a long breath, he had just tried with a healing charm, but it had little effect in the face of this kind of black magic.

George had woken up, and he groped the side of his head with his fingers, "Now it's all right," George said with a smile to Billna's mother, who was looking at him with tears streaming down her face when she heard the movement, "Mom, you can finally separate the two of us." ”

"Ron, haven't you found George's ears yet?... George's ears flew ......" Fred drew his wand and tried to summon George's severed ears with the Flying Charm, but as before, the spell didn't work.

Ron rummaged through the ashes of the field, his face rubbed a lot of black and gray ashes, and he opened his mouth a little desperately, "I... Couldn't find anywhere..."

"It may have fallen into the fire, it has already been burned. George noticed that Fred was looking at his wand and quickly said, "Don't be stupid Fred, don't do it!"

At this moment, the wreckage of the Burrow, which had just been extinguished by the flames, heard the sound of collapse.

"What are they doing with the wood?" the middle-aged male Auror looked at the Necro Knights standing next to the Burrow, who seemed to be pulling through the ruins and trying to pull some wooden pillars out of the ruins—and in front of the Death Knights, lay on the ground the witch who was holding his broken leg and wailing, and he had just looked carefully from a distance, and recognized it as Amycus Caro, the elder brother of the Caro siblings, and the Death Eaters who had not had time to flee but him were around Amycus, None of them were alive - the Necroknights didn't answer anything about their and Weasley's gratitude after the battle, just nodded coldly and continued with these inexplicable activities.

"Take your hands off Bill, we'll need to rinse longer. Mori's worried voice recaptured the attention of Captain Auror, Molly's voice trembled a little, but her hand was very steady. She carefully opened Bill's wound so that it could be washed with water, "Don't worry, it's not a full moon night..."

"Very professional, Mrs. Weasley, the more thoroughly you clean, the less chance you will get infected. The Auror, who had helped Bill, looked at Bill's injuries again, "Werewolf Greyback didn't transform just now, and the worst thing you can do is start to eat raw meat... Uh, brave young man, I mean don't worry, Umbrella Corporation is doing research on this, and they should have the means to deal with this level of infection. ”

"I'm sorry... Mrs. Weasley, it was our Aurors who let you be attacked tonight..."Captain Auror looked at Molly's heartbroken mother with some sympathy, and said softly, "I'll have someone accompany you to send Bill to the umbrella to make sure that in case, rest assured, we have checked that the others are not in danger of life, but it is estimated that they will still be in pain for a while, and I promise to get them to the hospital safely." ”

"Thank you sir... Don't say that, it's all blame the Death Eaters for doing evil..."Molly glanced at her husband uncertainly, Arthur quickly nodded to his wife, and then the mother hurriedly took her son and an Auror and left, she didn't say anything more to Captain Auror, because she felt a little guilty, she knew that tonight's incident was actually directly related to the adventures of the Order of the Phoenix and the prank of her twin sons.

Then the screams of the Death Eaters drew everyone's attention back to it.

The Death Knight with the horned helmet grabbed Amicus by the collar on his hunchback, lifted him up and strode towards the stacked wood of the other two Necromantic Knights, the stout Amicus looking extremely small against the other side.

Just as they wondered what the undead were trying to do, they found one of the leading Death Knights taking off the jug from his waist, pinching Amycus' chin with one hand, and pouring the blue herbal potion with granular liquid from the jug into his mouth with the other.

And after the entrance of this potion, Amycus's facial features that had been wrinkled together because of the pain were soothed a little, and he who had collapsed on the wooden frame and gasped for a long time seemed to come to his senses in a short time, and even became a little excited, and he struggled to sit up by himself after breaking his leg.

"Are the undead treating the Death Eaters?" said a young Auror in surprise as she stood beside her captain, "but why would they save the Death Eaters first and not give them to the Weasleys?

"I'll go over and take a look," Captain Auror muttered, leading the way towards the Death Knights. The young Auror behind him looked at the huge figures of those death knights, recalled the bloody and brutal performance of the other party just now, couldn't help but clench the wand in his hand, exhaled heavily, and hurriedly followed.

Noticing the approach of the Aurors, the Death Knights also stopped their movements, and some oppressive eyes fixed on the leader of the Auror Captain. The Auror felt only a terror in her heart, and she instinctively took a few steps away from her captain to ease the fear of the necromancy, and her eyes couldn't help but fall to the ground on the corpses of the Death Eaters who had not had time to escape, their heads rolling to the ground, their limbs scattered as if they were broken - which made the somewhat timid girl lean closer to her captain again.

The captain of the Auror at the head of the group stabilized his mind, and he was a little uncomfortable because of the identity of the other party's undead, and he said politely: "Gentlemen, uh... Good evening... I have to thank you again for helping us tonight....but I'm sorry, I just noticed that the potion you gave to this Death Eater seems to be very effective, you see, the Weasleys over there are the objects of our mutual protection tonight, can we give them a share? And he..."Captain Auror hesitated for a moment and pointed at Amycus, "Can this Death Eater be handed over? Rest assured, we are not greedy for credit, and the report will make it clear that it is your credit..."

"This melon is hit by the foreheads, and if you want to be captured, you will fight it yourself, and the master will not allow the foreheads to do business. The cold gaze of the Death Knight with the horned helmet became inexplicable as he looked at the wizard in front of him, and he shook the kettle in his hand, "Medicine is not used to cure people. ”

"Melon cowardice!" you will be very embarrassed!Let the master lose people!" A necromantic knight kicked the opening necromantic knight away, and then stared at the two Aurors who were startled by their accents and said nothing.