Chapter 444: Preparing for War

"It's a pity that you met me!" Zhao Lun looked at this 'bug' and sneered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Horcruxes are a forbidden form of black magic, and the production methods are all kept secret, and not many people know about it, and even fewer people know about it.

Dumbledore knew enough because of the school books, but it was only enough, many of them were assumptions, and he didn't do any experiments, and he still had great scruples in the face of a humanoid horcrux like Potter, and he didn't dare to do it.

Zhao Lun is different, he has recorded a lot of books in the library, and he has recorded the trajectory of Voldemort's Horcruxes, which can provide him with important clues.

Light brain deduction, eliminate the biggest problem, the Kingdom of God confirmed, directly see through the root of the scar, get rid of it is no longer a problem.

As his mind changed, the light became scorching, and the struggling ugly insect was imprisoned by an inexplicable force and could not move.

Potter felt no pain, only a rise in temperature, as if a strong light was shining on him, making him feel like his soul was melting, and the temperature continued to rise.

Zizi ......

He heard the melting of his soul.

Yes!!!

The endless pain that melted his soul made him can't help but howl loudly, he couldn't move his mouth, he couldn't make a sound, he could only use his soul to let out a cry of pain. The shouting did not come out, only he felt it, he was shouting.

Am I going to die? I'm going to die! For a moment, Potter felt like he was going to die.

Hiss! Before he could regret it, he heard a hiss reach his head. The hiss was like a snake hissing, and the sound was terrifying, which frightened him, but his curiosity made him not have time to think about what was hissing, so he focused his attention on it, and in an instant he saw something ugly.

The thing was on fire, and when he saw him, he threw himself at him with his mouth wide open and his eyes with a fierce light. The appearance of the snake was very strange and terrifying, and it made him frightened to see it, and he couldn't stop trying to escape, and was horrified to find that he couldn't move, and the snake was approaching him.

As the snake approached, he could feel the snake's pain, and the fire seemed to burn on him. The intense pain made him worse than dead, forgetting his fear, and even giving birth, even if he was eaten by a snake, he now felt good in pain.

Fortunately, the temperature rose again, and before the snake could get close to him, it was burned in half, and by the time the snake was about to reach him, it had been reduced to ashes.

Potter felt the scorching heat rise violently, the fire vanished, turning into a bright light, and finally the strong light dissipated, and wisps of cool breath fell from the sky like rain.

Potter hadn't had time to feel the rain before the world whirled.

"That's it!" A voice pulled him back to reality.

"Okay? What's good? "Potter didn't understand for a moment, what does it mean to be okay, huh? Why is your throat so uncomfortable?

Zhao Lun looked at him with a smile and a word, at this moment, Potter's face was flushed, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, his eyes were dazed, and he looked confused.

"That's it!!" He still couldn't believe that he was so good! It's just that his throat is very dry, which makes him a little strained when he speaks.

"That's it! I'm not dead yet?! I thought I was going to die! That's right! What about time? How long has it been? Thinking about what happened before made him feel like he was really dead in the past, especially painful, so long and boundless, it made him feel like time had passed for a long, long time.

"You're not dead! It wasn't long, and counting some nonsense, it only took twenty seconds! Zhao Lun said with a smile.

"Twenty seconds? How can it be? I feel like time has passed. Potter touched his forehead and found that it was covered with sweat, and when he wiped it, beads of sweat flowed into his eyes.

He felt a little uncomfortable with his clothes, and when he touched his clothes, he felt that most of his clothes were also soaked with sweat, no wonder his throat was so uncomfortable, there was too much sweat, his throat was uncomfortable, and he needed to replenish water.

"Alan, is there any water? Have a glass of water. He knew that he could ask for a glass of water here in Zhao Lun, so he would naturally not be polite.

"Water? Here you go. Zhao Lun took out a paper cup and gave it to him.

Porter was not polite, and drank three glasses of water in a row, and then stopped, and then tasted the sweetness of the three glasses of water with satisfaction—these three cups of water were naturally not springs in the kingdom of God, but ordinary streams in the kingdom of God, and even ordinary streams were the sweetest and cleanest water, and contained a trace of spring water.

Even a trace of characteristics is very extraordinary, after three cups, Potter feels no longer thirsty, his spirit is better, even his strength has increased, and the heavy burden on his forehead is gone, which makes him feel easier than ever.

"Harry, Alan, what are you doing?" A voice came.

The two looked over and saw Ron, who was sleepy-eyed, looking at the two of them in puzzlement.

"Harry had nightmares before, and lo and behold, he was sweating a lot." Zhao Lun's words were a little vague, he only said part of it, omitting most of the important ones, it was not early at night, and he didn't want to continue to be wordy.

"Yes, I'm going to wash up, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." Potter was also feeling sick and wanted to change out of his wet clothes, preferably in a shower.

After speaking, without waiting for Ron to speak, he ran back, took his clean pajamas, and went to the prefect's bathroom, which had not changed since he had been given the password there, and now that he had gone in, no one inside could disturb him.

The myrtle, who peeked at the prefect's bath, was ignored by him.

The next day, Ron was shocked to learn that Potter had solved the trouble on his forehead, and when he realized that the scar was so dangerous, he almost frightened himself - he was so close to the Dark Lord.

He repeatedly asked Zhao Lun about the situation, and then followed Potter to Dumbledore's headmaster's office to ask Dumbledore to determine whether the scar on Potter's forehead was good.

Dumbledore was very strange to the two of them, especially when he heard that Zhao Lun had cured Potter, and immediately called Potter up to check.

Half a day later, Dumbledore spoke in the midst of the two of them's uneasiness: "Harry, you'll be well." ”

Harry, alright?!

Alan had actually put a deal out of Harry's forehead?!!!

He couldn't believe that Zhao Lun had such a great ability to solve the trouble that Dumbledore couldn't solve for Potter.

From this moment on, he really realized that Zhao Lun's skills were really not ordinary, and he was really powerful.

In the same way, at this moment, he was sincerely happy that his friend had solved this problem.

This soon became known to those close to them, the Weasley twins, their sisters, Ginny, Hermione, and the Weasleys, Potter's godfather, Blake, and Lupin.

Zhao Lun received a letter of thanks, and also received more friendship and favor, which also solved their worries.

Potter is one of the people they scruple about, and there is a reason why they have been afraid to do it before, but now that Potter's troubles are solved, they no longer have any worries.

After solving the problem in his heart, the biggest change is that Potter no longer has nightmares, eats and sleeps well, is in good spirits, looks normal, wears a smile when he goes to class every day, and does not forget to practice magic and prepare for the third project in addition to completing his homework.

The little friend was suddenly so studious, which made Ron a little uncomfortable, and he used to play happily together, but now he gave up playing, which made him very uncomfortable. The change of good friends did affect him, so he had to give up for a while, accompany his good friends, practice magic well, and prepare for the third project.

In the days of his pain and joy, the day of the third project, only three days are coming.

"Allen, Barty Crouch is dead!"

On this day, Zhao Lun also received the news of Barty Crouch's death.

"Whew! He still hasn't let go of his father. Looking at this news, Zhao Lun's heart swelled and muttered.

"War is about to begin! Get ready for battle! (To be continued.) )