Jasmine stood in the middle of a pile of ruins, her little face dirty with dust, but her eyes were extremely serious, and she laboriously directed the small stones on the ground to fly back to the wall with her wand.

"Take a break, Jasmine."

There were also a few first-year witches on the side, but they had stopped waving their wands, sat on the stone steps panting, and shouted at Jasmine.

"Hold on a little longer."

Jasmine shook her head and said. She glanced back at them, a flash of warmth in her eyes.

Yesterday, after she pounced on the demon golem after revealing her true identity as a vampire, she was sent straight out of the battlefield by Norin, and the other students discovered her race.

She originally thought that the classmates who had no friendship in the past would be afraid of her and stay away from isolating her, but she didn't expect that they were not afraid of her true identity at all, but took the initiative to come over and praise her bravery and fearlessness with admiration.

Jasmine felt a little confused. She was still worried that her classmates would not accept her, and even prepared for the worst to leave the school alone, but she didn't expect her relationship with them to quickly become familiar after yesterday's disaster.

This made her a little stunned by the sudden happiness, and at the same time, her sense of belonging to the school was even deeper. Not only her, but all the students who were able to get out of bed today after yesterday's big battle basically came to the vicinity of the castle consciously to contribute to the restoration of the castle.

"Eh, look, is that a third-year Davis?"

Among the few little witches who were resting, one of them suddenly stabbed his companion beside him, pointed to the exit of the castle hall, and said excitedly.

In the direction she pointed, Norlin walked out of the hall with a solemn face, towards the place where the deadliest death toll had been on the battlefield last night.

Behind him, followed by a large group of adults, their faces with different expressions, but all with a more or less visible hint of hope.

"It seems to be true! So handsome, so recognizable. ”

A little witch beside her said excitedly, "Who's behind him?" Going to do something? ”

"I don't know."

The little witch who had found Norin shook her head, suddenly remembered something, and shouted at Jasmine:

"Jasmine, do you know Senior Davis? I think you seem to have said......"

Jasmine stopped waving her wand and froze in place, a sour feeling welling up in her heart. After seeing the terrifying demon puppet in the homework, Jasmine already knew that the strength of Norin, who could kill the demon puppet, was far beyond her imagination, which made her desire for revenge gradually become a joke.

"Not very familiar."

Jasmine forcibly suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart, and said with a forced smile.

"Let's go and have a look."

The little witch rolled her eyes and said expectantly. Not only her, but quite a few witches, including senior witches, had become big fans of Nolin after last night's battle.

"Let's go, Jasmine don't be busy yet, just take a break."

The other little witches became excited, greeted Jasmine, and quietly followed. Jasmine stood still and struggled for a moment, but still kept up with them.

Norlin creaked as he stepped on the battlefield ground. The mess on the ground is a sign of how fierce the battle had been last night.

Countless rubble was scattered on the ground, and there were scorched marks everywhere, and some fine smoothies that were cold all over the body when they looked at it. And not far from the corpse of the demon puppet, there was a piece of ground that was directly smashed into an exaggerated hole, and at this time, there was a faint arc beating inside.

The more they walked, the more shocked the parents became. Just looking at these scenes, they could imagine the terrifying destructive power of that behemoth, and their hearts were filled with fear, but more often than not, because their children had died at the hands of this monster.

Norlin walked over to a shattered stone and looked at the clotted traces of blood clotting on it, and his mood sank a little.

The parents also saw the blood on the ground, and a burst of sadness came from it, and many tears came out of their eyes.

Norin's eyes sharpened, and he took a deep breath, didn't pull out his wand, and spread his arms.

"What are you going to do......"

A parent asked subconsciously, but Ms. Noah quickly interrupted his next words, signaling him not to make a sound.

Many of the parents present were powerful wizards, and all of them felt a strange and breathless power rising from the boy's body.

While they were dazed and frightened, they had a little trust in the boy in their hearts, and they unconsciously became a lot more steady.

Norin closed his eyes as he silently recited the most esoteric incantations recorded in the Secret Book of Laws, and with each syllable, his magic power was quickly withdrawn, turning into countless sparse particles and disappearing into this space. At the same time, the sea of his thoughts vibrated wildly, as if calling for something in this space.

His face was visibly pale, his expression was haggard, and cold sweat was rolling down his forehead.

Norin's eyes were still closed, but his right hand made a distant gesture towards Professor Brown, and Professor Brown immediately understood what he meant, and with a flick of his wrist, a bottle of top-grade magic recovery potion flew into Nolin's palm.

As a master of potions, Professor Brown naturally had no problem with the configuration of the magic recovery potion, and because Norlin was going to use it, he carefully added several precious medicinal materials, making the potion a few points stronger than the best potions in the world.

As soon as Norlin drank it all, he didn't want to stop, and Professor Brown handed him bottle by bottle, watching him drink thousands of Galleons in just one minute, without the slightest distress, for he knew what a great feat Nolin was doing.

Tomorrow was clear, and the snow was falling much less than usual, but everyone present felt that it was getting dark.

Something invisible seemed to be sweeping through the air, and something unidentified was rising from the ground.

Norlin opened his eyes suddenly, his teeth clenched, and his hands snapped together in front of his chest with a crunch.

As if this sound was some kind of signal, everyone felt that the sky was a little darker, and at the same time saw that there were slowly dark shadows intertwined in the air.

The shadows appeared very slowly, but no one cared about the long wait now.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their bodies trembled slightly as they watched the dark shadows in the air weave into human shapes.

Norlin proved with his actions that he had not deceived them, and the dead students briefly returned from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

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