Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin - Chapter 419
c417 411 Wand up, ultimate protection; wand down
Chapter 417 411. The magic wand is upward, the ultimate protection; the magic wand downward is the end of all curses
Who would have thought that a young wizard who had not yet graduated would be more accomplished in potions than a long-established potion master like Snape? And this is despite the fact that his attainments in magic spells are also not low.
Seeing that Moody still wanted to refuse, Dudley continued: “Voldemort will take action at any time. You are our important fighting force. If you can heal these injuries, it will undoubtedly greatly increase our chances of winning.”
Seeing Dudley’s resolute attitude, Moody smiled and shook his head slightly. Although he didn’t think Dudley could do it, he still took the potion he handed over.
“I’m not Dumbledore. Even if there are ten more intact me, it won’t increase the chances of winning much.”
Moody was really humble when he said this. Moody, who was covered in injuries and had one leg lame, was able to hold down Karkaroff and beat him like a son, chasing him for several months until he was captured. Even Barty Jr., who had obtained Voldemort’s true biography, needed to join forces with Peter in a sneak attack to subdue him.
If it were an intact Moody, how strong would he be?
This is an old Auror who has experienced many battles.
In terms of age group, he and Voldemort were from the same period, and were probably classmates in the same batch.
After uncorking the bottle, Moody did not choose to drink it all in one gulp, but instead put it under his nose and smelled it.
It was Moody’s habit for many years that he would not even take the food and water given by others, let alone the potions.
“Mandrake juice, magic pumpkin vine, oh, and a little bit of kale.”
As a former Auror, Moody’s own potion skills are not low, at least he can identify what the ingredients are.
“Is this really a magic potion?”
Moody stared at the liquid in the bottle in surprise. He wondered if Dudley had taken it by mistake and gave him a tube of vegetable soup.
However, there was no hope at first, even if it was made into vegetable soup, so Moody poured a little bit on the back of his hand and tasted a little. After a while, after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he poured the potion into the pot. Drink it all.
He sat back down and waited for the potion to take effect. Even Dumbledore held his breath at this time. Admittedly, he also hoped to have a way to treat Moody’s injury.
However, time passed by and nothing happened.
‘Sure enough, they are all the same. ’
The expression on Moody’s face did not change at all, he had long been used to it.
“Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Dursley, but you see what it means to me.”
Before Moody finished speaking, his body suddenly stiffened, and he stopped talking in the middle of the sentence. His body changed. A warm current flowed through his body, and a numbness rose everywhere in his body. Numb feeling.
It was so comfortable that he almost screamed.
A magical scene happened next. In Moody’s surprised eyes, the scab on a scar on his left arm was falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after falling off, the intact skin underneath was revealed.
efficient? That tube of vegetable soup. Is it really effective?
Moody’s eyes widened with disbelief. He remembered this scar very clearly. It was left on him when he captured a dark wizard.
The wound seemed minor, but it was extremely difficult to heal, and the healers throughout St. Mungo’s were helpless.
It doesn’t matter if it’s just a small scar. The most important thing is that every once in a while, an unbearable burning heat will come from this scar. Although it won’t burn you in flames, it still makes people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if there are millions of them. A red fire ant gnawed at the body, which was obviously an additional effect brought by the curse.
Moody has endured it all these years.
Now he was cured by a potion that smelled like vegetable soup and tasted more like vegetable soup.
Moody couldn’t help but be surprised.
However, how could Dudley’s potion only heal one scar? More miraculous effects were still taking place, followed by a small scar on the right cheek. This scar had no special meaning, it was simply scratched by a curse and then… all over the body. Every scar is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.
Although the skin after the scab was not as smooth and delicate as a baby’s, it was not much different from the skin around him.
“How is the effect, Professor Moody? Are you willing to accept my treatment?”
Moody pondered for a while, feeling the small wounds on his body that were constantly healing. He looked at his leg that had disappeared due to the curse. The longing that had been dormant for a long time was gradually being awakened. If it could be cured, who would be willing? On crutches? Especially an arrogant person like Moody.
He slowly raised his head, looked at Dudley and said, “Then give it a try.”
Hearing Moody say this, Dumbledore was relieved.
Many of Moody’s injuries were from fighting for the Order of the Phoenix, and he felt guilty for Moody in his heart.
From that day on, Dudley would take time to visit the principal’s office every night to treat Moody.
No matter how superb Dudley’s potion skills were, he couldn’t instantly cure Moody’s injuries that had been incurable for decades with just one bottle of potion.
If it were really that magical, what Dudley made would not be a magic potion (magic soup), but a miracle potion.
The main reason is that Moody’s injuries are so old that it can’t just be cured. You have to adjust his body to a normal state first. That leg alone requires continuous medication for at least a week. As for the That eye takes longer.
But Moody doesn’t care about this. What he wants most now is time.
He really didn’t expect that Dudley could do something that countless St. Mungo’s healers couldn’t do.
In fact, it’s not too difficult in a strict sense, but the therapists who treated Moody’s injury before were looking in the wrong direction. Since they can’t find the corresponding curse, then just choose the method of removing the curse with essential oil.
For example, there are some spells that you don’t know the counter-spells, but you want to stop them. What should you do if you encounter this situation?
There are two spells to solve it.
The first one is the Curse of Stopping, which is like a magic ointment that can be counteracted except for some extremely special spells, but it consumes a lot of money.
As for the second one, I don’t know if I have ever heard such a sentence.
When the wand is upward, the ultimate protection is achieved; when the wand is downward, all spells are ended.
Yes, the second curse is – All Curses Are Ended. This curse is an enhanced version of the Curse. There are almost no curses that it cannot stop. However, the cost is several times that of the former, and ordinary wizards cannot use it at all. A few of them fell down.
The treatment potions produced by Dudley also start from this aspect, just increase the therapeutic effect and complement other auxiliary potions.
Drops of water penetrate stone, and no matter how powerful the magic is, it will be wiped out bit by bit if it is not replenished.
This is how Dudley’s healing potions work.