Newmontard Castle.

A faint crackling sound from the flickering fireplace pulled Elena back from her somewhat stunned state.

"No, calm down, calm down...... I had to do something. ”

Seeing Grindelwald's breathing in front of her gradually weakening, Elena patted her cheek, trying to regain her composure, in this deserted place, all she could rely on now was herself.

Grindelwald's upper body has been completely stripped off by her, revealing a skinny shriveled figure, a small black fist mark is printed on the seriously sunken left shoulder, and there is almost a terrible misalignment and breaking phenomenon from the shoulder blade to the upper arm, no wonder the old wizard just snorted, and fainted directly in pain.

In fact, after the original Dark Lord was accidentally smashed out by her with a small fist, Elena had already vaguely guessed the reason.

Gellert Grindelwald is right, one pronunciation does correspond to only one magical phenomenon, but as the second rune letter, "your" is originally a being with a double meaning: an untamed and uncontrollable free force, and a spiritual world and a strong body that can give birth to life. (For details, please see the highlights of the book review area)

The form in which magic manifests depends largely on the will of the sorcerer.

Just as the reason for the failure of the lock-picking spell, Elena, who had a certain amount of modern medical education, had been trying to fully dissect the healing details contained in the "your" rune, although theoretically if Elena had a certain amount of medical knowledge, she might have an enhancement similar to the explosion curse.

For now, however, if she is to succeed in performing her healing magic, Elena must think like a determined idealist.

"Idealistic ideas of inverted cause and effect?"

Taking a deep look at Grindelwald, whose fate was unknown, Elena closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to clear her mind.

This time, I don't think about the distribution of human bones, the healing of blood vessels, and the tissue structure of the stratum corneum and muscles...... It's just a matter of imagining the outcome of Grindelwald's health again.

“ur〈wyrd〉。 ”

Elena whispered, and the next moment, the girl opened her eyes in surprise.

I saw a small ball of warm and soft white light trembling in her palm, although it was much smaller than the light cluster that Grindelwald had cast before, but at least in terms of appearance and pronunciation, there was a high probability that it should be successful.

"Hmm, what then...... Push this up?"

The silver-haired little witch lowered her head and looked at the pitiful little ball of light in her palm, which was only the size of a fingernail, and then looked at Grindelwald, who looked miserable, and gritted her teeth, "Anyway, the situation will not be worse, a dead horse will be healed as a live horse." ”

Hmmm.

As Elena's palm touched Grindelwald's left shoulder, the unconscious old man shook unconsciously, let out a faint cry of pain, and his breath thickened a little.

Although Grindelwald still has his eyes closed, he can shake and speak, which is already the best news.

As small clouds of magical light submerged into his body, Grindelwald's aura finally became stable and relaxed, and Tie Qing's face slowly regained some blood.

It works!

Elena's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as she makes sure that she is using healing magic, the lack of healing per hit can be compensated for by increasing the frequency.

......

Dark.

Boundless darkness.

Grindelwald felt as if he had been in an extraordinarily long nightmare.

In the dream, Albus Dumbledore suddenly appeared, said something strange, and left a cute silver-haired girl in Newmontard Castle before disappearing.

Then, everything started to go bad.

Unceremonious punches and kicks, broken doors, broken rooms, burning blankets, and finally the fist that smells of death.

No, it wasn't a little girl, it was simply a little devil that Albus had exiled here to torture him.

Luckily, it's all a dream...... Grindelwald thought in a daze, and a faint light appeared in front of him.

- Now, it's time to wake up from a nightmare.

The old wizard's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened them, and what caught his eyes was a delicate little face that was a little tired.

"Phew, Mr. Gellert, you're awake at last, welcome back. ”

Elena's tense little face relaxed, and even the heavy exertion could not erase the surprise on the girl's face.

After a full hour, she finally pulled the fragile old man in front of her back from his near-death state.

“......”

Gellert Grindelwald looked at the little girl in front of him in silence, his lips pursed slightly.

Countless memories flooded back into his mind like a tidal wave—the nightmare never ended, because it was reality.

For a moment, for the first time in more than forty years, the urge to escape from prison rose in Grindelwald's heart.

"Hey, Mr. Gellert, don't worry, I'm here. ”

Elena raised her hand, wiped the tiny beads of sweat from her forehead, and expertly chanted the incantation, and a white shimmer of light emerged from the girl's palm.

After nearly an hour of intense casting, although the healing light cluster was still so small, it was no longer difficult for Elena from this magic alone.

The only problem was that she was too tired, and when Grindelwald recovered, she had to go back to her room and get some sleep.

Elena thought as she put her palm on Grindelwald's shoulder and said with a smile, "Your injuries are not healed yet, you can't ...... now"

Looking at the sweaty little hand that was gradually approaching him, the last scene he saw before he fell unconscious came back to his mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, Grindelwald ducked back sharply, frowning and scolding, "Don't touch me!"

Click.

With Grindelwald's violent reaction and a clear crisp sound of bone dislocation, a strong sharp pain instantly swept through the left half of Grindelwald's body, as if he had been hit by four or five Drill Heart Spells at the same time.

"Ahh ”

Grindelwald's throat rolled, and before the expression on his face could change, his eyes rolled and he fainted unconscious again.

“...... Do not exercise vigorously, otherwise it is easy to re-misalign. At this moment, Elena had just finished speaking.

Glancing at the original Dark Lord who had fallen again, the girl sighed helplessly.

Well, counting Grindelwald's own secondary damage, her expected rest time had to be postponed again.

It is no wonder that in some hospitals in previous lives, for patients who suddenly fell into a coma, restraint bands were usually used after the end of treatment, and this was the reason.

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