Feathers are flying, the wind is roaring, and the drifting clouds gather in the sky in Xiaohuijin District, constantly flipping and colliding.

Gradually, the wind and clouds were surging, and the black clouds were as surging as the waves in the ocean, as if they contained infinite power. Only when lightning was lightning, a ray of lightning was drawn to sweep away the dullness brought by the dimness. But after the lightning, there was a rumbling thunder, which seemed to roll over the top of the head, and then exploded heavily.

The dark clouds pressed lower and lower. In the moment when the rumbling thunder spread into thunder, the blue potion scattered in dense clouds like arrows. In an instant, countless dazzling blue lights mixed with the dark clouds, and the mist dyed into large blue clouds. The thunder was still clattering, making people thrilling. The white rain fell from the sky and hit the ground and rattled it.

The small bottle of venom of the Curled Wing Demon sprinkled into the heavy rain, making the rain in this large area full of magic and become denser. The dark sky flashed with lightning, and the heavy rain poured down. And the group of muggles below looked up at the sky, and the heavy rain fell and hit them. Their bad memories tonight were washed away, and everyone was doing their own things step by step, as if nothing abnormal happened.

When the rain fell, the wizards on the ground immediately began to act. These magical rainwaters could wash away the memory of Muggles, but this kind of venom that had been turned on had no effect on the wizards. In the rain, the Aurors cooperated with the wizards who were good at building to start repairing the building facilities that Muggles had been damaged in the previous battle.

The parts of the cars that were originally broken were restored as if broken puzzles were restored, flying from all over the place, gathered together, and repaired almost instantly. The bricks falling on the wall flew back to their original positions one by one, and the unsightly curved iron frame street lights straightened their bodies... The buildings were repaired one by one, and the broken glass returned to the window, recovering as before, becoming a complete piece.

These Muggle buildings do not have magic powers themselves. Even big guys who have been seriously damaged can easily be repaired by wizards. Only some buildings that are destroyed by cursed black magic can make them work even more.

The Aurors and their leather boots were stepped on in the rain. In fact, as elites, they could do the things that architectural wizards could do. They only invited some more professionals to come over to solve the problem quickly. For some not-too-difficult tasks such as repairing street lights and restoring walls, the Aurors still raised their wands to the damaged buildings and other facilities without disdain.

In the rain, the Muggle policemen who were rushing to forget that they had received reports of terrorist attacks from abnormal events. After standing stupidly for a while, they looked at the pistol they took out for no reason, checked the bullet, and stuffed it back into the holster.

Even though the Muggles who were peeping in the room were stunned and forgot what had just happened. A middle-aged man Muggles who were showering stared at her eyes under the faucet, a little confused for a moment, stopped her hand rubbing her back, but couldn't remember what she wanted to do just now.

Those wizards who were particularly good at restoring magic walked through the rainy streets, waving their wands as if directing a grand symphony. A building material flew from the ground like notes, and the originally peeled steel bars were restored one by one to their original position on the high watchtowers. The broken and twisted iron balconies were restored as before. The broken and twisted roofs were restored bit by bit. One of the wizards with a high black wizard hat moved in the seriously damaged building. The broken and twisted steel bars and stone beams were restored bit by bit, and the scene was restored from a messy ruin to an orderly construction site.

A Muggle security guard sat in the surveillance room and watched the camera take some photos. In his eyes, everything seemed normal and without any problems. But in fact, all the traces of the wizards that had just happened and recorded were silently erased and turned into images of normal Muggle life. The shots and images of the abnormal situation tonight captured by Muggle cameras, cameras and cameras were all replaced by images of the normal life of Muggle. (Author's note: Reference Fantasy Beast 1 and Hermione cast the forgetting spell on her parents, the traces of her life at home and the photos of her parents in the photos disappeared. HP's wizard is far ahead of the wizards in other worlds in this regard.)

In addition to simple repairs, the Aurors also operated in different areas. After healing the Muggles who were injured by accident, they were arranged as a scene of accidental death after making detailed records - just like the house in the previous house where a thunderbolt explosion curse, the family of three died on the spot without exception. In a sigh, Aurors arranged this place into a gas explosion. There were many glass fragments scattered on the ground of the kitchen, toilet and living room, and the kitchen and toilet doors were also damaged. The Aurors even burned the walls and burned them, and the whole scene was in a mess.

In the park that Voldemort had appointed before, the clouds in Xiaohuijin District in the fierce storm in the distance began to quiet down. In the park, in this Muggle Park, the scene of the three most powerful wizards in the world in front of me looks a bit inconsistent, and as the scene where the world's strongest wizard duel is about to begin, it also looks particularly lonely.

The Dark Lord Voldemort sat alone on a wooden bench painted in white. There was a blanket around him, and no one wanted to approach him. Even the Ministry of Magic staff who were setting up equipment would rather go around in circles than pass by him.

The live broadcast equipment has been basically installed at this time. The staff of the Wizard TV station are taking the lead in debugging the signal and laying out super armored shields to avoid being affected by subsequent battles. In that magic rainstorm, the live broadcast signal of the TV broadcast was not smooth due to magic, and would stutter. After the rainstorm stopped, it seemed a little smoother.

Although Voldemort was impatient to wait, he was in a stubborn respect for the traditional matter of duel. He held his chin and suppressed the anger in his heart, his cold eyes fixed on the live broadcast equipment, and he looked vigilantly at the actions of the wizards who installed these colorful lights. With a cold face, he looked incompatible with this warmly decorated small park.

Diagonally opposite him, Hagrid had been ordered to leave, Dumbledore stood with Harry himself, Alan held Hedwig's cage under the mistletoe tree in the park, stretching out his right hand to heal the owl, touching Hedwig's injured part from the air, the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Anka, who pressed his left hand on his shoulder, constantly comforted it, indicating that he and the snowy owl were innocent, just to heal it.

In order to relieve the Dark King, no Auror appeared on the scene. However, the Dark King showed great magnanimity in Dumbledore's affairs. He asked the greatest white wizard to stay, saying that he wanted to personally get rid of Alan in front of him and then get rid of them. Dumbledore, who had affected the Order of the Phoenix, had to stay at the scene. Knowing that the Order of the Phoenix was leaked, he had to decide to let Harry stay in order to personally protect the prophetic savior.

Finally, after the treatment was over, Allen waved his hand and let Harry approach. Dumbledore, who was silent, glanced at Voldemort sitting in the distance, and finally let go of his hand pressed on Harry's shoulder and let him trot over.

"Sorry, Anka has not received much training and does not know the severity of his paw." Allen glanced at the poor owl with a little listlessness. Although it had multiple injuries on its body, it straightened up in the cage, looking to protect Harry from being injured by the fierce-looking Phoenix Anka.

"Don't say that!" Harry took the cage and thanked Allen sincerely: "Alan, thanks to you, you just asked your Phoenix to take action in time... Otherwise, Hedwi..."

"Don't worry, Harry, your childhood doesn't have to end so soon..." Allen said something that Harry couldn't understand, then looked at the backpack on Harry and said, "By the way, Harry, can you borrow a few things from you?"

"Of course it's okay..." Harry put the Hedwig cage in his arms aside. Although he knew that he had something that Allen needed, he quickly squatted down and unzipped the backpack, "Allen, what do you want?"
Chapter completed!