HP - the time the ring is still

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The little wizards made up their minds, at this moment of life and death, who cares if the spell cannot be used, as long as it can kill the black dragon, they can use anything.

Knowing their purpose, Kleist and the others adjusted their posture and suppressed the black dragon with all their strength to reduce its twisting range, so that the little wizards could aim more accurately.

The rest of the little wizards raised their wands and pointed them at the black dragon. They shouted spells in unison: "Avada Kedavra!" In great pain, it was unable to open its mouth and howl, and it couldn't even twist its body.

Perhaps from then on, the definition of black magic has no special boundaries for young wizards.

This is what the elves of the woodland kingdom saw when they arrived.A group of young men and women dressed in black robes, with dignified faces, exerted a power that made the elves feel uncomfortable from soul to body.And the silver dragon that strangled the black dragon made everyone feel even more oppressed.

The elf army led by Orifel opened his bow and arrows at the silver dragon. The elf king raised his hand to stop the elves from attacking, but he didn't let the elves put down their weapons. At this moment, Kleist slightly turned his head and looked at the elf king.The Elf King looked at the blue vertical pupil of the silver dragon, his pupils shrunk unconsciously, and waved his hand to let the elves unload their weapons.

He searched for his son in the crowd, only to see Thranduil barely sitting with his sword propped up at the wounded place.He strode forward, helped Thranduil up, and checked his injuries, "How is it?"

"Father, that's Claire, don't hurt her!" Thranduil said lightly, but with great force, the initial pain had passed, and the aftermath left him in a trance, and now he persisted with perseverance.

"I know, she'll be fine, you rest first!" O'Ferril looked at his son's half-destroyed face, regretful and resentful, "Kill that black dragon!" The Elf King ordered, all the elves The soldiers walked around the side where the little wizards were shooting, and came to the other side, stabbing the black dragon with their swords one after another.

Under several attacks, the black dragon finally lowered its head until it died, its remaining eye was still wide open, full of its fear of death and unwillingness to fail.

The little wizards who were exhausted and about to collapse finally put down their wands, leaning on each other unbearably, looking at the two huge monsters like mountains in front of them, speechless.

Frank Barton and the others also loosened their fangs, and slowly changed back to their original shape and fell to the ground, sitting or lying down, relieved.

Kleist slowly stepped back from the black dragon. She walked awkwardly, as if she wasn't used to this state. She couldn't help stretching out her front paws to look carefully, and then touched her own horns. This feeling was very subtle.It was strange and ridiculous for a dragon to do such a thing.But no one interrupted her, everyone looked at Kleist amusedly.

It didn't take long for Kleist to stop paying attention to these things. She thought of the injured Thranduil, and was about to change back to his original shape immediately to go to him, but the accident happened at this moment.

Just when Kleist was about to rush to Thranduil, and Thranduil also stretched out his hand to catch Kleist, Kleist emitted a pale light, and the little wizards immediately understood, hurry up Surrounded Kleist, "No! No! Searle..." Kleist's fingertips slid across Thranduil's hand but nothing was left behind. The wizards disappeared together in the first light of dawn.

Thranduil looked at his right hand in a daze, then hung down weakly, looking at his lost son, Orifel patted his back comfortingly, "She will be back soon!" Then he ordered everyone to start packing up. endgame.

"Damn it, it was just a little bit!" Kleist kicked the stone steps in his backyard angrily.

The little wizards looked at Kleist, who had a hideous face and blood on the corner of his mouth, and none of them dared to step forward.Nonsense, from ancient times to the present, there has been any wizard Animagus in the form of a dragon.Kleist was powerful enough when he was alone, but now he has become a female dragon, and even a hundred brave wizards would not dare to mess with her.

Seemingly knowing that being angry alone is powerless to change, Kleist slowly calmed down, and beckoned to the little wizards, "Come in! You can do whatever you want, and you won't be number one anyway!"

That being said, the little wizards were all sitting in the living room without moving. The reason was that they fell asleep. They were just so carefree in the living room of Kleist's house, some leaning on the sofa, some lying on the table. Sleeping on the bed, or directly lying on the ground, even Kleist curled up on the single sofa and fell asleep.

They were so tired that the Coburgs didn't wake them up when they came back. They probably subconsciously felt that the Kleist house was safe.But the Coburgs were in a bad situation. When they opened the door to see the ragged clothes and the smell of blood, the hearts of the little wizards sank to the bottom of the valley.

Fortunately, after checking one by one, it was found that they were not seriously injured, and they were only relieved after some skin trauma.The couple covered the little wizards with blankets one by one, and then gently closed the living room curtains without disturbing them.The two came to the kitchen and discussed making some dinner for the little wizards.

The crowd woke up hungry from the smell of food. They beat their numb parts and slowly got up, saying hello to the Coburgs.

Mr. Coburg looked at the crowd and said gently: "The meal is ready, I think you must be very hungry, but please take a rest before going to the restaurant, please?"

Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment, which was really rude.

"Okay, Dad!" After agreeing to his parents, Kleist ordered everyone: "Girls go to my room to take a shower. Boys have a bathroom on the first floor, and there is another bathroom on the second floor. Don't use magic spells, and then give each other a bathroom." Get some medicine!"

Everyone nodded and started to get busy.

Half an hour later, the little wizards who had been cleaned were sitting at the dining table devouring pasta and nibbling butter bread.The little wizards, who were full and full, were too lazy to move, they rubbed their stomachs and started joking.

James Potter: "I never thought I'd be so tired from using the Unforgivable Curse that I couldn't even lift my arms!"

Peter Peruni said with a smile: "Yeah, if someone checks our wands, do you think we will be locked in Azkaban!"

Matthew McConaughey went on to say: "I don't know about others, anyway, people from the Ministry of Magic will be scared to death!"

"Hehe..." The little wizards looked relaxed. They just won a battle with great disparity in strength and escaped from death. Is there anything more joyful than this?

Kleist wasn't very excited, although her Animagus form was amazing, but whenever she thought of Thranduil's injury, her heart would twitch uncomfortably.

The little wizards looked at the silent Kleist, and thought of the injured elves, and their hearts became heavy.

Ranissa Bulstrode reassured: "Don't worry, they'll be fine."

"Mom, I want to go to the restricted area!" Kleist thought for a while, and decided to find a cure for Thranduil from the magic book.

Mrs. Coburg smiled and agreed: "Yes, before that, you have to tell us what happened!"

Remus Lupin stood up and said, "It's because of me."

Ira Smith helped explain: "Actually, Remus can't be blamed entirely."

The Coburgs listened intently to the little wizards straightening things out in a hurry, and finally they looked at their daughter with pride beyond words.

"So baby Claire, have you turned into a dragon? It's amazing!" Mr. Coburg jumped up from his chair excitedly, "This is really something worth celebrating, it's amazing!"

"Be quiet, don't go crazy!" Mrs. Coburg waited for her husband, and stretched out her hand to pinch him. Mr. Coburg calmed down, "My dear, we are so proud of you!" Mrs. Coburg looked at Kleist Eyes full of smiles, even though she still can't let go of her childhood experience, but looking at her exceptionally outstanding daughter, there is a different kind of pleasure that fills her chest.

The little wizards looked at the family of three speechlessly. Didn't they understand that Kleist angered the black dragon? In favor of Kleist, the Coburgs and Thranduil are exactly the same .

"Mom, hurry up!" Kleist repeatedly urged.

Mrs. Coburg smiled and replied: "Okay, I'll contact you now, and you have a rest for the night first." After speaking, the Coburg couple left first, leaving the kitchen to the little wizards, and Kleist took them to clean up together Chatting on the side of the plate.

Regulus Black looked at Kleist who was washing the dishes with his hands, and asked in confusion, "Sister, why don't you use magic?"

Kleist raised his head and replied with a smile, "Why use magic?"

Ella Smith, who was cleaning the table, looked at Regulus Black who was a little dazed and said with a smile: "When you are the only one in your family who can use magic, you should try to avoid making yourself special. There is nothing wrong with being like everyone else!"

After thinking about it, Regulus Black nodded and understood, took the dishes that Kleist had washed, wiped them, and handed them to his brother, who put them in the cupboard.

James Potter, who was laying tables and chairs, cleared his throat, "I have an idea!"

Severus rolled his eyes in disdain, "Again!"

Matthew McConaughey threw the rag in his hand, "Where do you get so many ideas?"

James Potter caught it with one hand and quickly explained: "Really, listen first!"

Kleist nodded, "Tell me!"

James Potter looked at the crowd, put down his work, and coughed lightly, "It's like this, don't we all have Animagus forms, how about we give ourselves a code name, so it's easy to greet each other like this."