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Chapter 430 Subduing Death Cloak 【Subscription】

Such changes happened from time to time throughout the whole of Europe.

Amber has been in newspapers more than once before.

His handsome and stern face was constantly flashing in every newspaper.

But now, the well-known face in the newspaper is slowly being erased and replaced by a pale one.

However, when the newspaper in his hand, the large portrait became blank.

No one was puzzled by this phenomenon.

It was as if... the newspaper in his hand was supposed to be like this.

For a while, Amber, who was popular in the entire wizarding world before.

Seems to be forgotten by all.

Even in a cubicle in the Daily Prophet.

The big reporter Rita, who was writing about the previous war, also suddenly stopped the quill in her hand.

Then, as if there was no such thing as "390", she kneaded her eloquent manuscript, which already had tens of thousands of words, into a ball. Throw it in the trash can next to it.

But on the other side.

Granger's home.

Hermione, who was happily watching TV, suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

"Wait, what's wrong with me?"

She turned off the TV and unconsciously covered her chest with her hands.

But she suddenly found that, without knowing when, her tears had already spread all over that delicate face, and big drops fell on the silk nightdress.

"My heart... why does it hurt so much?"

"What am I doing here?"

Hermione didn't know where this feeling came from, she just felt a great sense of sadness.

It seemed that something crucial was slowly moving away from him.

He subconsciously took out his phone, but his fingers snapped.

In the past, when he was uncomfortable or something happened, he always subconsciously called someone.

That person would always appear by his side in time, hug her tightly with a generous and reliable arm, and give her the greatest degree of warmth and support.

But now, Hermione suddenly forgot who she should call.

"No, it shouldn't be like this!"

Hermione held the phone in both hands, knelt down on the ground, trembling constantly.

She tried hard to press her finger, but her blank mind left her wondering what to do next.

Who is that? Who the hell is that?

Through misty teary eyes, Hermione stared at the phone tightly.

Finally, Hermione made up her mind.

The white teeth bit his lip fiercely, and scarlet blood gushed out immediately.

The severe pain caused Hermione to temporarily regain control of his body, and without thinking, he tapped a series of numbers on his phone.

The power of the death cloak can erase anyone's memory, but it cannot erase the most primitive instinct of the muscles.

Hermione hadn't thought much of it when the numbers were broadcast.

Because this string of numbers has long been an instinct engraved in the depths of Hermione's soul.

For a moment, a blank number dialed out.

Amber's profile picture and notes saved by Hermione before have been wiped out by the power of the death cloak.

However, the death cloak never expected, under the effect of magic technology.

Such a connection method that does not rely on the existence of memory has actually been born between people.

The phone signal in Hermione's hand passed through the dense space.

After the turnaround of the signal towers that have been standing all over Europe at this time, they continue to shoot towards the Godric Valley.

When the signal finally reaches the old Potter house.

The magical mobile phone hidden under the death cloak, which had been quiet all the time, suddenly rang with pleasant music.

When the music sounded, Amway's eyes suddenly fluctuated.

That is a call from reality.

For a moment, a thick black mist filled the death cloak, continuously dipping into Amber's soul.

However, finally catching a thread of return, Amber's soul struggled more and more violently.

After experiencing the initial defeat, the death cloak retreated steadily.

Amber's soul is also getting closer to the present world, and the emotions in his eyes are getting stronger and stronger.

"Nice job, Amber!"

Seeing the sudden change in this scene, Merlin clenched his fists and roared happily.

And Lilith next to her also raised her head in astonishment, seeing the gradually enriched expression on Amber's face, she burst into tears.

"Amber...brother—"

When Amber's soul returned, the entire magic world regained the memory of Amber.

In various newspapers, Amber's photos appeared again.

Everyone's topic was diverted, and the underage great wizard was discussed again without any trace..

At the gathering of Hogwarts students, everyone began to look forward to Amber, and what kind of advanced magic Amber would use in the Triwizard Tournament.

During the Daily Prophet, Rita also dug out her own manuscript from the trash can with a puzzled expression on her face, continued to write hard, and began to praise the big boss behind the scenes.

No one noticed that there was an important figure in the magic world who was almost completely wiped out by this world.

Except for a few, people who really care about Amber.

With a bang, there was a sudden explosion around Lilith.

In the apparition, an old man with meticulously combed white hair and a stern face, holding a magic wand with countless joints, appeared beside them.

"Lilith, what's going on?"

Grindelwald asked, but there was a trace of palpitation on his face.

"I just... seem to have forgotten about Amber.

Hearing Grindelwald's doubts, Merlin plucked his ears indifferently.

"Oh, it's not bad that someone can discover this."

Grindelwald turned his head, and when he saw Merlin's young and beautiful face, he was shocked.

"Master Merlin?"

This time, it was Merlin's turn to be taken aback.

"you know me?"

Grindelwald was rarely excited, and he was about to talk to Merlin.

But when I saw Amber floating in mid-air at 2.9.

For Amber's worries, he suppressed the excitement of meeting his idol.

"Master Merlin, Amber, what's going on?"

Merlin still plucked his ears, and said indifferently:

"This, you can ask him yourself when you're done."

Don't look at Merlin's humble appearance in front of Amber and Lilith.

But when facing others, Merlin has never lacked the aloofness of being a great wizard.

And as Lilith remembered something, the flames flashed on her body.

In the next second, Hermione came here with Hermione, who was crying to the point of unsteady standing.

Just when Hermione was about to ask the same.

In mid-air, Amber's figure reappeared.

Landing slowly, he regained his previous high-spirited look.

"Everyone, I'm back."