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Zhang Xu, who was lying on the hospital bed and couldn't move, squinted at the Harry trio and Madam Pomfrey who were watching him from the bedside, and felt as if he was preparing for the body to be said goodbye.

Combining science and magic, the effect of the paralysis spell is to block the transmission of signals from the nerves in the victim's body, so that the connection between the muscles and the brain is broken.

Fortunately, this time, Zhang's striated muscles, smooth muscles and heart muscles are fine, otherwise he would have been cold now. The other thing to be thankful for is that his sphincter is fine, otherwise the scene would have been embarrassing.

In general, the treatment of this spell requires restoring the signal to the nerves in the muscles. So after Zhang Xu drank the medicine yesterday, he felt that he had become an "ant on the tree", and the muscles of his body were like countless ants crawling, and he was powerless to resist.

However, the next morning, when Madam Pomfrey came for a routine check-up, she found that Zhang's striated muscles below the neck could only send signals to the brain, but could not receive signals from the brain. In other words, he can barely speak now, and the muscles on his body have a sense of touch, but he can't control his muscle activity, and even the knee jump reflex is gone.

At present, Zhang Xu has just changed from a salted fish that can't move to a salted fish that can talk.

Moreover, Zhang Xianyu insisted that he took the initiative to help Madam Pomfrey perform a knee reflex check on himself, and Harry used a hammer to knock his leg out, so it would be good for Harry to pay 180,000 gold coins.

Madam Pomfrey didn't care that Harry was taking the opportunity to take revenge on Zhang Xianyu, and asked him to help check the muscle sensation on Zhang Xu's body. Naturally, the sensation of checking the muscles would not be as simple as a few gentle pokes with a wand like the tactile sensation of the skin, and Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a thin, long needle.

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Seeing that Harry, who had taken the steel needle, began to transform into Mama Bo, Zhang Xianyu was weak and nervous and warned, "Harry, you have to think about the consequences before you do something. ”

"It's for your speedy recovery." Harry smiled and said to Zhang Xianyu, "You need to examine it carefully before you can get Madam Pomfrey to do better treatment for you." ”

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At this time, Ron took out a dish with a fragrant honey roasted chicken leg and shook it in front of Zhang Xianyu, and said, "Last night, one of my chickens was scared into depression by a rat that stole feed, and then my mother made it into a roast chicken overnight and sent it over. I thought you had restored this chicken leg for you today, but it seems that I could only eat it for you. ”

"You two wait for me!" After Zhang Xianyu finished speaking, he looked at Hermione, who had not yet spoken.

Hermione sighed and shook her head, moving two steps to the side to clear the line with the two little deadly men.

"You young people have such a good relationship." Madam Pomfrey smiled and said, "The two of them are afraid that you will be in a bad mood after being so badly injured, so they are trying to cheer you up." ”

"When I'm healed, I'll thank them well." Zhang Xianyu gritted his teeth and said.

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In a manor house outside London, the Death Eaters in the conference room looked at the Dark Lord, who had been standing motionless by the window and watching the pouring rain outside, afraid to speak, for fear of interrupting Voldemort's train of thought and summoning a terrible punishment.

There was a loud "boom", and a bolt of lightning struck a large tree in the distance outside the window, and half of the trunk of the tree and the branches on it were chopped to the ground.

Voldemort turned around, sat down at his seat at the long table, and after looking around the Death Eaters on either side of the table, said, "What do you think of this heavy rain?" ”

The Death Eaters present, especially Lucius Malfoy, were stunned. They all thought that the Dark Lord would ask questions about yesterday's battle, but no one expected the Dark Lord to ask them about the weather. Lao Ma concocted a report according to the Dark Lord's preferences overnight last night, and now it seems that last night's hard work was in vain.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, none of them paying any attention to the heavy rain that had begun this morning.

"Lucius, tell me how accurate the weather forecast is on Hogwarts radio." Seeing that no one was answering his question, Voldemort began to roll out names.

The old horse smiled, the weather forecast on Hogwarts radio was never accurate, this is a big joke in the British wizarding world lately.

Thinking of this, the smile on Lao Ma's face suddenly froze, and he immediately changed to a serious expression and said, "Only today's forecast is correct." ”

Voldemort nodded to the old horse, and then said to the Death Eaters in a cold voice, "Can any of you guarantee that you have been completely wrong in predicting the weather for so long, not once?" ”

"Have you considered why Hogwarts radio keeps broadcasting the wrong weather forecast, why they have maintained an almost total error rate and not airing the correct weather forecast until today, and what is the meaning behind this correct weather forecast?"

Looking at his subordinates, who went from looking at each other to being overwhelmed, Voldemort felt that there were times when they weren't very useful.

Voldemort looked at a Death Eater who was dressed up like a mummy, and said to him, "Severus, ask the people in Hogwarts to report on the recent events there, especially what happened yesterday. ”

After Snape received the order, Voldemort ordered the other Death Eaters, "Keep an eye on the rest of the place, and report it immediately if anything is different from what happened before." I suspect that Hogwarts is signaling someone. ”

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The Burrow, drenched in heavy rain, Mrs. Weasley had just walked into the foyer and sneezed.

The weather in Britain is already very cold now, and it will start to snow soon, and at this time it is drenched in heavy rain, and it is easy to catch a cold and fever.

"Are you alright? I didn't expect the weather forecast at Hogwarts to be accurate, and this rainstorm is coming, and I don't know how many people are getting wet today. A middle-aged woman came out of the living room, took out her wand and cast a spell on Mrs. Weasley, who was already wet, and suddenly became dry.

"Thank you." Mrs. Weasley used her wand to manipulate a large pile of wet bedding like her to fly in and land on the dining room table.

Flying in behind the futon was an equally wet chicken, and Mrs. Weasley said to Mrs. Diggory, who had come to visit, "This chicken is raining today, and it may be sick, so it is better to roast it." ”