Summit War: I Humanized Shock Fruit!

"Don't worry, Whitebeard." Carl said solemnly, "I trust your judgment and you won't take unnecessary risks, but I must tell you that we need to be cautious about this matter."

Whitebeard was silent for a moment and finally nodded.

"You are right. This is indeed very risky, but I want to give it a try. I can't watch my mother suffer all the time. She became like this entirely because of Voldemort... If he is not eliminated, she will go crazy. Yes, her mind is getting increasingly unhealthy...I must stop him!" Whitebeard said firmly.

"Then give it a try, Whitebeard." Carl said, but I don't think you are suitable to face Voldemort alone now. "

"I want Neville to stay with me. I will protect him. I have his wand..."

"I know Neville, Whitebeard. Although he doesn't know magic, he is a very good boy. He will protect you, but don't underestimate him. He is no worse than you in age, but he lacks experience. I believe he has enough ability, but I think it is inappropriate to do so, we must discuss it, and we must ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Whitebeard hesitated, clearly wanting to act immediately.

This kind of impulse is a normal reaction, but this matter is too involved (bjce) and must be handled with caution. A slight mistake can lead to disaster.

Carl wanted to persuade Whitebeard to give up this reckless idea, but seeing his persistence, he finally gave up.

"We have to plan carefully, and we have to be fully prepared." He said, changing the subject, "Whitebeard, how are you recovering from your injury? "Does it still hurt?"

Whitebeard looked down and saw that his wound was still wrapped in a bandage, which looked a bit shocking.

"I think I have recovered. Didn't you write a lot of magic potions for me? The treatment effect is great. In the past few weeks, I have finally regained some strength, although it is not as strong as before.

Whitebeard didn't lie, his magic power had increased a lot, and his injuries had completely recovered.

"You have to remember, Whitebeard, never use magic or reveal your identity." Carl said, "I think Voldemort must be watching you, especially when he was in Azkaban, he must be spying on you, so I suggest you not to act rashly. If possible, you should recuperate at home, which is safer. If anything happens, you can contact me at any time."

"Well, I will. 11 Whitebeard whispered, tiredness in his tone.

"By the way, where are your friends?" Carl asked.

He also wanted to ask about the relationship between Whitebeard and Hermione.

"Whitebeard... let's go to the infirmary. I'll check you out." Ron said. He pulled Whitebeard and walked outside without any explanation. "It's better for you to stay in the hospital. I think it's better for you." This is the only way I can help you. Your situation is very bad. We must get out of here as soon as possible without letting Professor Dumbledore know that you are injured..."

"Don't say it." Whitebeard shouted.

"Why?" Ron asked confused, "Are you still afraid of troublesome professor?"

"Yes, Carl is injured too, don't let the professor know." Whitebeard whispered.

"I understand." Ron agreed, "Don't worry."

Whitebeard breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to implicate others, especially Professor Dumbledore.

Carl smiled and did not continue to ask. He understood Whitebeard's concerns. .