Chapter 80

Suddenly, a large amount of cursed energy rose up from the ground like a gray barrier. Before Zenin Shinji could react, he was dragged into the field mercilessly.

In the dark field, a large number of rotting monsters wearing tattered cloaks and bodies that looked like they had been soaked in water swarmed over the moment the enemy stepped into the field.

Memory fragments suddenly exploded in the skull - the childhood that was pressed into the quagmire by the Zenin family, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital on the night of Hui's birth, the smell of burning horse racing tickets - negative emotions turned into physical chains that bound his limbs.

Feng Haya Rin looked coldly at the man controlled by the field effect, with a large amount of cursed energy in his hands.

The ritual was activated - Heart-piercing and bone-cutting.

It did not need to rely on a wand, and was an unforgivable spell that was performed entirely with cursed energy.

Fushiguro Shinji heard the crisp sound of his ribs breaking, the scars on his body tore open, and as the curse continued to work, even his muscles began to spasm uncontrollably.

All the bones in her body were burning, and every nerve seemed to be on fire. The pain was so severe that even curling up could not relieve it.

This spell requires the caster to have a strong desire to cause pain to the other party. The stronger the desire, the greater the damage caused by the Cruciatus Curse.

And now the caster's desire to make him live a life worse than death has reached its peak.

Seeing the man pinching his neck in pain, she backhanded another Cruciatus Curse.

The damage of Cruciatus Curse is a cumulative effect. For example, the second time will be 35% more than the first time .

Kazehaya Rin was stacking the fourth one, and the endless magic value was converted into cursed power to continuously supply her. When the fifth Cruciatus Curse was stacked, Fushiguro Shier could no longer struggle and curled up without moving.

The consumption of cursed power when the Unforgivable Spell was transformed into a ritual was very large, and with the continuous domain effect, the consumption was even greater.

The consequence of excessive consumption of magic power and cursed power was that Kazehaya Rin felt dizzy and fell into darkness directly after the domain effect was released.

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"What are you doing? Fight quickly!"

The sudden voice of a girl disturbed Feng Zaolin's thoughts.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!!! I'm holding you, hurry up!" The girl was extremely excited, holding a wand in one hand and an egg in the other.

Feng Zaolin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly noticed the fireworks exploding in the sky, and reflexively pulled the girl next to him to Apparate.

"Hey? My egg!!" The girl suddenly wailed.

The Fiendfire on the field was holding the Bite Book, and two dark shadows suddenly appeared behind the two people on the opposite side.

Dementors?

Such a familiar feeling.

"My dragon is out!!! Go!!!" The girl shouted excitedly.

The egg she had been holding tightly in her arms had cracked, and a half-human-high dragon crawled out.

"Clear springs are like water."

The opponent's response was also very fast, and the attack wrapped in magic swept over.

Feng Zaolin rubbed her face, a little confused about the current situation, and suddenly found that her wand seemed to be intact?

Wasn't it broken?

Suddenly her eyes lit up.

Instantly, she teleported to the other side, and in front of the two little wizards, she relied on her strong physical skills to snatch their wands.

With a snap,

the two wands were broken.

The girl who was standing next to Feng Zaolin was stunned by this scene, and when she noticed her gaze, she subconsciously hid her wand in her arms.

The principal's office.

"Why... break someone else's wand?" Mag glanced at the two unlucky guys who were wiping their tears, and then stared at the purple-haired little wizard with a serious face.

Feng Zaolin skillfully put on a well-behaved look and said sincerely: "I was wrong."

For wizards, the wand is like a second life feature. She broke someone else's wand, and there was really no place for her to quibble.

The two unlucky guys who were wiping their tears held up their broken wands and asked sadly, "Professor, do we need to repair our wands or buy new ones?"

Feng Zaolin half raised her hand and said lazily, "I'll pay."

The girl who came to watch the show tugged at her robe and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have gold galleons?"

Didn't this guy use all of them to buy things before?

Ah.

"What is a gold galleon?" Feng Zaolin asked hesitantly.

The girl was surprised and said in disbelief, "Have you even forgotten the money?"

Feng Zaolin blinked. Gold galleons are currency?

The girl came closer and asked in a mean tone, "Then do you remember that you haven't played Malfoy yet?"

Malfoy?

Feng Zaolin smiled and didn't answer.

Principal McGonagall: "...Okay, Slytherin will be deducted ten points."

The girl immediately nodded in response, and then dragged Feng Zaolin out of the office.

The castle's spiral staircase twisted strangely in front of her eyes. Feng Zaolin walked and looked around. The girl next to her kept chattering, complaining about the latest new cards and the ugly clothes on the new turntable.

So familiar.

"Stupid bird?" Feng Zaolin suddenly stopped.

The girl next to her puffed up her cheeks and said angrily: "If you call me that nickname again, don't expect me to support you next time in the arena."

It was obviously a game model, and it was really well made.

Feng Zaolin chuckled, reached out and hugged her friend's model, and whispered: "Then we may not be able to play in the arena."

The girl's eyes widened: "What do you mean? I know I may be a little bit bad, but you can't dislike me!"

"I don't dislike you." Feng Zaolin poked the other person's Q version of the bun face: "I live very well in another world, I have parents who love me very much, and I found a super cute boyfriend. "

The girl was stunned for a while, and slowly said: "What do you mean? You traveled through time without telling me? Super cute boyfriend, don't tell me it's Draco? "

Feng Hayabusa Rin laughed.

It's still the same. This guy will believe whatever she says.

The body built with data has no temperature. She hugged the girl and rubbed it, and said with some nostalgia: "I'm not wearing HP, I'm wearing the new animation we watched recently. My boyfriend is Gojo Satoru~"

The girl made a long tut and said sarcastically: "Then my husband is still Geto Suguru."

Feng Hayabusa Rin didn't care about her weirdness. She smiled happily and said: "Anyway, it's enough for you to know that I'm living a good life. I traveled through time with a gold finger. You are envious. "

"Envy!" The girl complained: "Bullshit in the game, are you going to eat hot pot this week?"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The whole castle began to collapse pixelatedly. Feng Hayabusa Rin looked at her friend's gradually transparent figure, and the bitterness of disinfectant suddenly rose in her throat.

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"Rin?"

Feng Haya Rin reluctantly opened her heavy eyelids, and the pure white ceiling was visible to her, and then the smell of disinfectant lingered in her nose.

In her field of vision, the boy's blue eyes were filled with surprise.

Feng Haya Rin propped herself up, and the housekeeper Naoko beside her considerately took a pillow to cushion her waist so that she could lean comfortably.

"Drink some water?" Xia Yujie handed over a cup of warm water.

It was amazing.

The paper man appeared alive in front of her.

The world she saw after gaining the memory of her past life had an inexplicable feeling of unreality.

Feng Haya Rin held the water cup and lowered her eyes without saying a word, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the lines on the wall of the cup.

"What? Why aren't you talking! Is there something wrong with your brain!" Gojo Satoru was still yelling as usual, with two bloody hands pulling the girl's head, looking for any wounds hidden in her hair.

A vigorous, hot, and ferocious vitality.

Feng Haya Rin took a deep breath in the smell of disinfectant, and when she raised her eyes, she bumped into the blue iris.

Gojo Satoru: "It can't be that ridiculous, can it? Rin, do you still remember who I am?"

The white-haired boy pointed his finger at his pretty face and asked in a depressed tone.

What a stupid cat.

Rin Kazehaya stared at Gojo Satoru for a while, pretending to be thoughtful and asked: "Excuse me, who are you? Do I know you?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened even more, and he turned back to look at the short-haired girl with her arms crossed next to him: "Did you hurt your brain?"

Ieiri Naoko took a deep look at her friend on the bed, secretly curled the corners of her lips, and then said seriously: "It's not impossible. After all, in that situation, no one knows if you have been injured or hit your head."

Geto Xiayou put his fist against his lips and coughed lightly. When the white-haired boy looked over, he said deeply: "Satoru, this situation is too bad."

Gojo Satoru grabbed his blown-up hair in distress, moved in front of the girl, reduced his oversized size, tried to make himself look cuter, and then said sincerely: "I am your fiancé, because of an accident in the mission, you have lost your memory now."

Rin Kazehaya: "....."

Geto Xiayou laughed softly.

Ieiri Naoko chuckled.

Gojo Satoru ignored the laughter behind him and continued to pretend, "You like me very much, so much that you have to marry me, but we are still too young, so we can only get engaged first. But don't worry, I am very rich. When we come of age, we will hold a wedding, whether it is Chinese, Western or Japanese."

Feng Hayarin tilted her head: "How can we be sure that you are not a liar?"

"Look here." Gojo Satoru took the girl's hand and put it on his face, and said confidently: "Will this face of mine deceive you?"

The disinfection lamp was buzzing above her head, and Feng Hayarin looked at the shadow cast by the boy's eyelashes.

"Idiot." She stroked his forehead with blood on her fingers and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Although she knew that this was part of his growth, Feng Hayarin still trembled.

What? No amnesia!

Gojo Satoru was happy but also a little regretful. He rubbed his head against the girl's fingers, and said with a light hum in his throat: "I have learned the reversal technique~"

The boy's voice was as unbridled and unrestrained as ever, without any haze.

The warm lips pressed against the forehead that had not been cleaned of blood. The wound had been repaired, but the skin that had been touched was a little itchy.

"Welcome back." Feng Hayarin's fingertips entangled the broken hair on the back of his neck.

Gojo Satoru's bright blue eyes blinked slowly, then he reached out from the hospital bed to hug the girl, rubbed her delicate face, and said in a rare serious manner: "Well, I'm back."

Feng Hayarin smiled with two shallow dimples, reached out to hug the boy's neck, and rubbed his face hard.

"I like you so much."

The girl rarely acted coquettishly and stickyly.

It seemed that the heart would burst through the atrium in the next second, and the suppressed madness would flow into the brain again.

The breathing was too messy.

The body temperature was too hot.

Every moment the cells in the blood vessels were boiling and burning again.

The two disappeared into the infirmary. Jiali Shoko said calmly, "I'm going to the library."

Xiayou Jie rubbed his head, thinking of the boy's pupils that shrank into pinholes, and said worriedly, "Nothing will happen, will it?"

"Something?" Jiali Shoko thought for a moment, and said in a serious tone, "Just don't kill anyone."

Xiayou Jie: "Huh?"

What kind of life?