"Drill the heart and cut the bones! Drill the heart and cut the bones! Drill the heart and cut the bones! With only his left hand left on Caracalla's skull, Joseph cast the Diamond Spell on him over and over again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This curse, which hurts into the bone marrow and acts directly on the soul, makes Caracalla scream so much that even the strongest of faith will surely fall under this curse.

Piercing the heart and bones is an evil spell that can torture people to the point of mental breakdown.

There are many people who are persecuted by this curse every year.

Caracalla's screams stimulated the nerves of the wizards, and some people couldn't stand it, and as soon as they took a step, they were frightened by the murderous aura on Joseph's body and returned to the same place.

The three Headmasters of Hogwarts were wounded in the battle with Joseph, and until now they have not been able to gather much magic in their bodies.

The rest of the professors and young wizards, who had no combat power, even if they had the courage to dare to go up, would not be able to help, but only increased the casualties.

"What a wonderful cry," said Joseph, smugly, with a sickly smile on his face.

"Stop!" Hermione screamed and got up from the ground, trying to resist, but before she could swing her wand, she was struck down again by an oncoming spell.

Hermione's face turned pale with pain, and she struggled on the ground, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

What a stubborn little girl.

At this moment, Hermione was very remorseful about why she didn't continue to follow Jelf to do magic in the first place. If only I could be stronger... Only... I feel like a burden to myself right now.

Hermione had never hated her powerlessness so much as she did at this moment.

"Pap", "Pap", "Pap" Hermione had the same idea as King Carp, who kept slapping the ground with his tail and trying to rush over to help Caracalla. Even if it's to help him share some of the pain.

However, everything was in vain, as a water elf, he was now on the ground, and it was very difficult to even move, so he could only keep jumping in place.

With such a weak creature, Joseph didn't even bother to look at him.

His own incompetence and the screams of his companions and the contempt of his enemies pierced the carp king's heart deeply.

"Drill the heart and cut the bones... Drill the heart and cut the bones... "Neville crouched in a corner with his ears covered, muttering to himself in a trance, screams and laughter creeping into his ears.

One night thirteen years ago, Neville had seen it as a baby. The Death Eaters were torturing his parents.

Powerful wizards can manipulate their memories at will, which has advantages and disadvantages, and the disadvantages are that some bad memories will be quickly stimulated as long as they are stimulated.

Nevellon, stimulated by the Diamond Heart Curse, evokes that bad memory.

Now his parents are still lying in St. Mungo's treatment.

"Your parents are heroes!"

A voice rang in Longbottom's head: "They are making sacrifices for you and for the sake of others." "That voice is getting clearer and clearer, it's Jelf... Yes, the voice belongs to Jelf.

I remembered, I remembered...

Since childhood, he has been ostracized by his peers, clumsy, forgetful, and useless, and even his own family has given up on him, and he has to deal with himself as a squib.

The waste of the Longbottom family... These words left an indelible scar in the young Neville's heart.

Just when he felt like he was going to give up on himself, he appeared... Jelf...

It was he who accepted himself, it was he who taught himself magic, and he developed magic.

Let yourself prove to others that I am not a squib... At that moment, Neville vowed to follow the other party.

Neville revered and adored Jeelf like Voldemort's loyal Death Eater men. Everything you get now is given by the other party!

She was the person he cherished the most...

Looking at the girl in front of him who had fallen to the ground to protect them, strong and brave, reminded Neville of his parents.

Hermione, you could have escaped alone... But you're for us...

I had to do something for him, Neville struggled to overcome his fears.

I'm not a coward.

I'm Neville Longbottom! The next patriarch of the Longbottom family.

"Listen to me, we're going to find a way to get Hermione out!" After making up his mind, Neville's whole person became different from usual.

His words caught the attention of the young wizards, but no one responded to Neville. Just look at him, and the look in his eyes is like saying, you're kidding.

Neville said angrily, "Are you just going to watch him bully Hermione like that!" ”

At this moment, Neville erupted, angrily questioning his classmates.

Their apathy irritated Neville's heart.

"A bunch of cowards."

Neville said unceremoniously.

The merciless ridicule made some little wizards very unconvinced.

"But how can we help?" Three-three-two-by-two voices whispered.

"Excuses!" Neville's heart growled with rage.

"Even if it's just me, I'm going to do it..."

Neville took a deep breath and raised his wand and stepped forward.

"Are you crazy?"

Neville ignored it.

As one of the first young wizards to follow Jerph's side, Neville's strength is far stronger than ordinary wizards. Swing the staff, chant spells, and cast spells in one go.

The white ** curse sped away towards Joseph.

"There are really people who are not afraid of death." Joseph sneered, and ignored Neville's spell entirely.

Casting a spell on him? Unless you reach a certain level...

"Boom!" Neville's spell exploded!

What magic?

Joseph was caught off guard by the sudden attack.

Paste your bear face

Although there were no scars on his body, he was very embarrassed.

Grizzled.

Neville's natural magic, explosion is art.

Most of Neville's spells are not able to be cast successfully, perhaps due to a natural relationship, and the spells cast by Neville have a seventy percent chance of exploding.

Jelf researched this, initially thinking that Neville's mana output was too large, but later found out that this was not the case. When Neville was interpreting the Dharma, his spells would unconsciously mix with some unknown elements.

As for what are these elements? How to fix it? The result of the research is that this is related to the blood in Neville's body, and there is no better way for Jelf to do it, only through Neville's continuous practice.

It is not impossible to say that it is the innate magic of the bloodline.

God is fair, and it is difficult for Neville to successfully cast a spell when it is closed for you, and the same spell that Neville casts explodes far more powerful than ordinary spells.

In the original books, Snape mentioned that once Neville's spell exploded, his spell might only be able to use a firebox to contain the ashes of the other party.

It's not just a joke...

Demoman Longbottom! (To be continued.) )