Harry walked out of the room, his fists clenched tightly, and his neatly styled hair now became messy.
But this time, Lily didn't ask him to correct himself, and the mother and son hugged each other.
"Daisy has already drunk the pumpkin juice, and her consciousness is a little blurry now." Harry said softly.
"Well - she'll be fine..." The Potter family hugged each other.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and the furniture and other items in Daisy's room flew to other places. He once again took out the box that Sean had seen.
"let's start."
Dumbledore outlined more rune symbols this time than before, and the new symbols were also more complicated. By the time the symbols disappeared into the air, Daisy was already drowsy on the bed in the middle.
Dumbledore looked at Sean and Harry: "You go downstairs first, Sean, I will call you at any time if I need you."
"Okay, Professor."
Sean agreed, and then carried the worried Harry down the stairs.
There seemed to be a spell cast between the first and second floors, and the two of them could clearly feel the fluctuations of magic power as they walked down.
After arriving in the living room, they couldn't hear any movement upstairs. Harry scratched his hair irritably. He wanted to walk around the living room twice, but he was worried that his footsteps would affect the sound upstairs.
I would have to sit on a chair and keep shaking my legs.
Sean didn't speak. He understood that at this time, any comfort was pale, and everything had to wait for the results from upstairs to come out.
Under the influence of the spell, no movement could be heard in the living room. Harry stood up several times and looked towards the stairs, but finally stopped abruptly.
Time seemed to become longer all of a sudden, and Sean's mood became heavier and heavier.
The time is wrong...
He checked his watch several times, and the time this time was already more than twice as long as Nagini's time.
Normally, Daisy's blood curse is not that serious and should have been lifted by now.
"Fuck! Fuck! -" Harry on the chair let out a suppressed cry. His eyes were red, and his fingers were tightly gripping the armrests of the chair. The velvet fabric that was already somewhat tattered was now torn.
Come on.
"Boom!!" At this time, a huge impact sound came from upstairs.
Sean and Harry both looked over.
"Boom!!"
"Boom!!"
More violent collisions followed one after another, like a vicious beast trapped in a cage that was struggling crazily.
Harry stood up suddenly and wanted to go upstairs.
Sean grabbed him and said seriously: "Harry! You have to understand that if we go over now, they won't have time to look after us. If we go up, they will cause trouble!"
Harry gritted his teeth tightly, his whole body trembling slightly, and he gasped violently: "That's my sister, my only sister..."
"Harry..."
"I'm sorry..." Harry's hands fell softly to the sides of his legs, and he sat back on the chair slumped.
The violent banging sound lasted for a while, during which James came down once. His face had an unhealthy flush, and there were gray-black twisted scars on his left hand.
He just nodded to the two of them, took a bottle of unknown potion and hurried up the stairs again.
As time passed, the sound of the impact disappeared. Sean looked at his watch and saw that more than four times the time had passed.
At this moment, a violent sound of glass breaking suddenly came, and then there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the house.
Sean quickly walked to the window and saw that the short, fat, middle-aged wizard who was talking to James was lying on the grass in the yard, covering his body and wailing softly.
At the same time, Dumbledore's voice came clearly.
"Sean."
He took one last look at the man who fell from the second floor, and then walked quickly up the stairs.
As soon as he went upstairs, Sean's eyes widened. In the corridor, a huge hole was blown out by the long row of windows. The wall there completely disappeared, and only half of the corridor was left.
Next to the broken log, Mr. and Mrs. Neville were standing panting. The round-faced Auror had a wound on his forehead, and his wife was trying to stop the bleeding.
Sirius was also very embarrassed. After signaling to Dumbledore, he jumped down from the second floor dragging his robes into strips. He ran towards the pudgy wizard who fell.
Moody stood at the door of Daisy's room with his wand raised, or in other words, there was only a broken hole in the wall. On the damaged wooden floor at the hole, a leg wearing black trousers lay there silently.
Sean remembered that those were James' pants.
"Sean!" Dumbledore's urging voice sounded again in the room.
Sean ran over quickly. He crossed the leg and found James lying on the ground unconscious. Lily was holding up the wand and continuously casting healing magic on him.
He turned his gaze to the center of the room.
On Daisy's bed, a wriggling black oily substance was trembling crazily. It was like an extremely unstable fluid, with black smoke particles lingering around the edges.
And in the very center, the red core was exposed, as if it contained magma, with crimson light flowing and flickering inside.
There is an illusory thread in the core, and that thread is connected to Daisy.
Daisy's skin became even paler, and her face was covered with gray-black twisted scars. There was a daisy emerging from the skin on her thin and weak upper right wrist. The daisy was a strange blood-red color, but the petals were already gone.
Lost most of it.
The line connecting Obscurus and Daisy was beating like a water pipe, as if it was trying to absorb Daisy at the other end.
In the middle of the thread, an old hand was holding it tightly, it was Dumbledore with a tired face.
The runes flickered dimly, and Dumbledore's other hand holding the wand was slowly but firmly repeating a certain trajectory.
"Sean, comfort it. When it calms down, I will completely separate it from little Daisy." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.
"I understand, professor." Sean took a deep breath and looked at Obscurus's red core.
The red core flashed a few times, and after Sean got closer, part of the black oily substance presented by Obscurus suddenly stretched out and was about to attack Sean!
A spell repels Obscurus, and Moody, holding his wand, nodded to him and motioned for Sean to continue.
"Huh..." Xiao En exhaled deeply, trying to calm down Mo Ran who was under the blood curse. This was really the first time...
He uncorked the potion bottle in his hand and looked at the core.
In just a moment, the cruel wild instinct turned into huge negative emotions and rushed over!