Chapter 757: Drug Administration

More than ten minutes later, the boat docked. Fish jumped off Dumbledore's shoulders first and landed on the smooth rock island. Then he recovered his human form and ran towards the green-lit stone basin in the center of the island. .

Dumbledore was worried that the cat would drink the potion in the stone basin first, so he quickly jumped out of the boat and chased after him.

"You promised me, Fish!"

Even though the revelation from the elixir was that no accident would happen, Dumbledore was still worried. He ran towards the stone basin and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Feixu doesn't know how to keep his words, meow!"

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However, the cat just stood by the stone basin with his hands folded, looking at the pool of shimmering green potion, and made no further movements. However, the constantly swishing tail behind him showed that its owner was not in a good mood right now. too beautiful.

In fact, if Fish hadn't found that he couldn't touch the potion in the stone basin, he would have wanted to try it...

Fish didn't intend to break his promise, he was just curious and wanted to give it a try, and maybe he awakened the spell that could cure this potion?

Harry ran over after Dumbledore and looked at him and Cat in confusion, a little confused as to what the two were talking about.

"Voldemort's Horcrux is probably hidden here, but these potions can only be emptied by drinking..." Fish pointed at the stone basin and explained to Harry: "Dumbledore plans to drink them all himself, Fish I was brought here to help him detoxify meow.”

The tail behind Maomao swung faster, with a stinky expression on his face.

"But what if... what if it poisons you to death in one fell swoop?" Harry quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Oh, I believe it won't have that effect." Dumbledore said easily: "Voldemort will not be willing to poison people who come to this island, and the Felixir told me so."

But Harry knew that Felixir could not solve everything, and did Dumbledore think Voldemort was a little too good?

"Professor," Harry said, trying to sound reasonable, "we are dealing with Lord Voldemort..."

"I'm sorry, Harry. I should say this: he would not be willing to immediately kill anyone who comes to this island," Dumbledore himself corrected: "He likes to torture everyone who goes against him, remember him How did you treat other children in the orphanage?"

"And he would be happy to keep those who come here alive a little longer in order to figure out how they are able to get past his defenses and, most importantly, why they are so eager to empty the stone basin."

"Meow!"

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Fish immediately caught the key point of Dumbledore's words, "Albus, you mean, after we get the Horcrux inside, we can attract Voldemort?"

"It's just a possibility." Dumbledore explained: "After all, I didn't find such a setting in the Horcruxes I destroyed before. The greater possibility is that after drinking the potion in the stone basin, the lake The inferi inside will take action and trap the intruders on the island, waiting for Voldemort's arrival. "

Fish opened his mouth, wanting to say something, and Harry also made a look that he was hesitant to speak.

But Dumbledore had already raised a hand to tell them to be silent.

"There is no doubt that this potion will definitely prevent me from obtaining a Horcrux." Dumbledore said.

He had already carefully analyzed the potion in the stone basin with Snape. They both believed that it was most likely to be a potion similar to the heart-breaking potion, but even Snape himself had not yet He was unable to develop an antidote to the heart-breaking potion, so he could only provide Dumbledore with some conventional antidotes and a few bezoars.

Because those antidotes could not be drunk in advance, Dumbledore took out a piece of bezoar and held it in his hand, and continued to explain to Fish and Harry: "It will probably paralyze me and make me forget the purpose of coming here. Causes me to experience extreme pain, difficulty concentrating, or otherwise incapacitates me. If this occurs, Fish..."

He looked at Maomao beside him and said, "Remember what you promised me."

"Fish got it, meow! You don't have to keep reminding me!"

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Maomao said impatiently, his tail swishing behind him making the air whirring.

Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry again, "Your mission is the same as Fish's. When I lose the ability to move, I need you and Fish to ensure that I keep drinking it, even if you have to pour the potion into my vagina." Keep your mouth shut. Do you understand?"

Harry hesitated, looking into Dumbledore's blue eyes, which were reflected green by the light of the stone basin.

"Do you remember the condition I brought you with?" Dumbledore asked again.

"Why can't you let me drink the potion?" Harry asked the same question as Fish.

And Dumbledore's answer was the same: "Because my value is much less than yours."

Harry looked at Maomao as if asking for help, but found that although he looked irritated, he didn't have much worried expression, and he was even in the mood to wink at him...

Is it because of the blessed elixir?

This thought suddenly popped into Harry's mind. Although he had no premonition related to Dumbledore, since Fish looked so relaxed, it was either that Maomao was sure of curing Dumbledore, or that he had obtained some kind of Enlightenment.

After thinking about it, Harry looked back into Dumbledore's blue eyes, then nodded and said, "I understand, Professor."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, then raised his wand, twirled it in the air, and conjured a tall crystal goblet. He put the crystal cup into the liquid in the stone basin. He could not touch the liquid at first, but the cup was swallowed up in one fell swoop.

At the same time, Dumbledore also put the bezoar in his hand into his mouth, and then raised the cup filled with green liquid to his mouth.

"I wish you good health."

He mumbled, then drank the liquid in the glass.

In Fish's perception, Dumbledore's life breath, which was originally like a candle in the wind, immediately became more unstable. Maomao continued to throw various healing spells at him without hesitation. Dumbledore The emerald green light surrounding Lido even overshadowed the frightening green light emitted by the liquid in the stone basin.

It's just that the effect of Fei Xu's spell is not as good as expected.

Just like Maomao's detoxification spell cannot work on magic potions such as Veritaserum, the toxicity of this green potion is more reflected in the mental level. Fish's spell can only relieve Dumbledore's pain at best.

Dumbledore had actually expected this situation. He reluctantly smiled at Fish, then put the cup into the stone basin again, scooped up a full cup, and drank it again.

Harry looked at Dumbledore worriedly. As he drank glass after glass of liquid, his condition deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye - his eyes were closed, his face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body was shaking...

All kinds of bad situations happened to Dumbledore, and even Fish had tried his best to use his healing skills to prevent Dumbledore's condition from deteriorating further.

After drinking the fifth cup, he stumbled forward and fell on the stone basin. The hand holding the cup relaxed and fell into the stone basin.

"Professor, can you hear me?" Harry stepped forward to support Dumbledore and asked worriedly.

The answer was a retching sound, and Dumbledore spat out the feces he had stuffed into his mouth.

"Harry! Keep giving Albus the medicine!" Just when Harry was at a loss, Fish, who was using all his healing skills, reminded loudly from the side: "Don't waste time! The longer you delay, Albus is getting worse, meow!”

"I, I know!" Harry gritted his teeth, grabbed the crystal cup that was already filled in the stone basin, and brought it to Dumbledore's mouth.

"I don't want to...don't force me..." Dumbledore groaned and said, "...don't like it...want to stop..."

"You... you can't stop, Professor," Harry said. "You have to keep drinking, remember? You told me, you have to keep drinking. Come..."

He forced the cup to Dumbledore's mouth and drank all the potion, then quickly scooped up a full cup.

"No..." Dumbledore continued to moan, "I don't want... I don't want... let me go..."

"It's okay, Professor," Harry coaxed Dumbledore while pouring the seventh cup of potion into Dumbledore's open mouth with trembling hands, "It's okay, I'm here..."

Dumbledore screamed uncontrollably, and the shrill voice crossed the silent black lake and echoed in the large cave. At the same time, he struggled to leave the stone basin.

But Harry and Fish held him firmly and continued to pour potion into his mouth one cup after another.

"No more, please, no more..."

Dumbledore cried and screamed like a helpless child. Several times, Harry couldn't help but want to stop, but was severely scolded by Fish.

"Do you want Albus to fall short?! Keep pumping!"

Fish gritted his teeth and said, and once again increased the frequency of casting healing spells. Although he has great opinions on Dumbledore, as long as the cat decides on a goal, the cat will become very decisive. This is the instinct of a predator.

When Harry finished feeding the tenth cup, Dumbledore didn't have much strength left to struggle. He closed his eyes and leaned against Fish, his voice more painful than ever: "I want to die." ! I want to die! Let it stop, let it stop!"

"Drink this, Professor, drink this..."

Dumbledore drank again, but as soon as he finished, he shouted: "Let me die!"

"Just drink... just drink this glass!" Harry gasped, "Just drink this glass... it's almost over... everything is over!"

Harry had said similar words many times, but this time he didn't lie. The stone basin had reached the bottom, and the outline of a golden box could be faintly seen. He only had to scoop up another cup to take it out. But before that, Dumbledore needs to empty the cup first.

Dumbledore drank the last drop of the potion in the cup. Then, he stopped making any sound and fell limply into Fish's arms, as if dead.

"No!" Harry dropped the cup in his hand and shouted at Cat: "Fish! Think of a way! Don't you still have a trick to tranquility?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the distant shore of the lake.

"The locket is coming!"

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In the first book, fecal stone was translated into bezoar. This is a mistranslation, because the exact explanation should be the stones in the stomach of goats. Although the two are somewhat similar in nature, they are two different things after all.

I don’t know if the new version has been changed. Anyway, the translations of the following books are all fecal stone, and only the first book is called bezoar.

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In the original book, Dumbledore drank twelve cups of potion, and when Harry was about to scoop the thirteenth cup, he fell.

After that, Dumbledore woke up and did not drink the thirteenth cup, but took out the locket.

So there are two possibilities. You can get it by the twelfth cup, but Harry was too panicked to notice it, but this possibility is relatively small, after all, their ultimate goal is the Horcrux.

Another possibility is that there are thirteen cups in the basin, and you don’t need to drink the thirteenth cup, just scoop it up.

But this raises another question... In this case, why not change a few cups and scoop out the potion in batches?

I can only assume that you can only use the same cup to scoop, and only the same person is allowed to drink.

I also set the amount of potion to thirteen cups, because 13 is an unlucky number in the West. Considering Voldemort's habit of making seven Horcruxes, setting a more meaningful number is more in line with his personality.

In addition, 13 is a lucky number in ancient my country, and 666 represents the devil in the Bible... There are still great cultural differences between the East and the West.