Chapter 192 191: The gear of fate, Voldemort appears!
The little wizard was mixed with feelings.
After highly praised him, Professor Trelawney became more and more excited. The "big catastrophe" Ian said made her feel that Ian must be talented in divination.
This little guy must be a great prophet as good as himself! With such expectations in mind, Professor Trelawney felt that she should "teach" the little wizard in advance for additional content.
"According to my original plan, we will learn to interpret tea in the next month's experience class, but I just looked at it with Tianmu. Unfortunately, I will catch a severe cold during a sharp drop in temperature. , that might force me to suspend classes for one to two months... I don't want to delay your divination class because of such a thing."
Professor Trelawney trotted to the front of a bookshelf, where the bronze incense burner was breathing milky white smoke, but this did not prevent her from finding a book from above.
"Putting the Misty to See the Future"
This is the third grade choice of divination class as a textbook that needs to be used after the elective class, but the second grade wizards who only took the experience class obviously did not have the right It is purchased.
Professor Trelawney clearly knew this, so he gave Ian this old book and encouraged Ian to learn the knowledge in his spare time. "I hope it can guide you to the path I am. Believe me, I don't want to suspend classes, but catching a cold will make me lose my voice... Well, that's right, very serious." Professor Rilauney looked regretful, but the repeated emphasis in her tone made Ian feel that she was laying the groundwork for skipping the shift.
If Ian remembers correctly.
Last year, the professor had been catching a cold for a month or two. It was really magical to catch a cold for so long every year. The little wizard felt that there must be something strange behind it.
Sick leave does not affect salary.
Perhaps this is the advantage of being a prophet. After thinking about the reasons for absenteeism, you will say that this is fate. Most people may not know how to refute it even if they realize something is wrong.
After all, just as Professor Trelawney said, divination and prophecy are areas that only a few people can enter. A person who does not understand the profession cannot question a prophet, right?
"This is such a wonderful profession." Ian was inspired and thoughtfully took over "Putting the Misty to See the Future", and at this time Professor Trelawney turned around and brought him a tea cup.
"You have proved your talent with a crystal ball. For the rest of this class, you can study your own course to interpret tea. If you encounter any problems, you can still consult me in time. "
"Before encountering difficulties, you can find out how to interpret the shape and floating state of tea leaves on the sixth page of "Putting the Fog to Look at the Future". "
Professor Trelawney's narcissistic plots are everywhere, and after she finishes her statement, she will turn around to guide other little wizards. However, the little wizard raised his hand to stop the professor.
"Do you need to drink this tea after it is brewed?"
Ian looked at the teapot and tea leaves in front of him, with a strange tone. "That's of course, my dear, if you open the book I gave you, you will find this, and the smell of tea will also reveal some of the magic of fate to us."
"And you also need to drink all the tea before you can observe the determined fate." Professor Trelawney gave the answer without hesitation.
Revolve again.
She felt that there were still some poor lost lambs that she had not yet "guided" on the steep road of divination and prophecy that she had not yet "guided" needed her help to get to the threshold.
"But mold is growing on your tea leaves." Ian used a bamboo stick to tick the tea leaves in the tea cup, and the red and oily mold on it made him feel that it was not suitable for consumption. "No, how can I get moldy when I purchased the best tea leaves that I only applied for this year?" Professor Trelawney directly answered without changing his expression. "That's tea treasure, a child, only truly high-quality tea has characteristics." She was obviously talking lies with her eyes open. Can Ian not know if the mold on the tea leaves are.
He even suspected that these tea leaves were dried after soaking their feet. "Okay, then I have to share with my elders who have always taken good care of me. You know, Principal Dumbledore often invites me to visit his office."
Ian saw Professor Trelawney be about to use boiling water to make tea for himself. He knew that refuting would not have any effect, so he chose another way to deal with it.
Or how could it be said that it is a boy who is proficient in psychology.
As soon as she heard the little wizard's speech, Professor Trelawney was stunned. She immediately stopped pouring water in her hand and took away the tea leaves on Ian's desk at the speed of light.
"This kind of tea is too hot and not suitable for the elderly. I'll change you a mild tea. It's not that precious, but it's also the tea used in our teaching class."
Professor Trelawney still remained calm, but after she praised Ian's "filial piety", she changed Ian another kind of black tea without a trace.
This time it is definitely a real good tea. The price of this year's new tea is definitely not the price of inferior products. This can be seen from the painful expression of Professor Trelawney's face.
"Whittardo Chelsea's tea." Ian even saw the brand on the tea packaging, perhaps because he said he wanted to give it to Dumbledore.
The British brand WhittardofChelsea is known for its century-old reputation and meticulous attitude. They import high-quality tea and coffee from Asia, and then carefully select and blend the best taste products for sale to customers. The price is absolutely not cheap in the tea market throughout the UK.
To be honest, the quality of tea in Asia is indeed very good. After packaging it in the UK, the value can be several times higher. The revenue of so many tea companies in Asia is not as good as that of a large tea company in the UK. . There is no way, this is the power of the brand. Perhaps only the tea price of the camellia grandfather or grandfather can be compared with it.
"Tsk tsk."
Seeing Professor Trelawney turn to the desks of other little wizards, Ian couldn't help but feel a little emotional. There might not be Commissioner Smith among Hogwarts to stare at the school, but Professor Trelawney must have been very few. Take, what teaching is designated to use tea is simply a deliberate explanation to cover up.
"To open the spiritual eye, dear children, open the eyes of heaven." Sandalwood winds into the shape of a green snake in the copper furnace, and Professor Trelawney has begun to fool other little wizards. .
"Let the third eye penetrate the tulle of fate - Mr. Little Franke, please stop tapping your crystal ball with your magic wand, the sound will make the goddess of fate sprain his high heels."
Professor Trelawney stopped a young wizard from stumble on fish.
"How did you know that the Goddess of Destiny is wearing high heels?" The little wizard's focus was obviously a bit special. He proposed that the God of Destiny could also be a male.
"It's impossible! Do I understand fate or you? It's such a ridiculous idea." Professor Trelawney refuted the little wizard Lavenclaw's imagination with great disdain.
She was probably a little disappointed with the Ravenclaw community and turned to another college in this class, "Let's hear what the Slytherin's prophets saw? "
Saying.
Professor Trelawney asked Slytherin's students with anticipation.
"Train! ”
The Slytherin student who was asked immediately spoke firmly, "Running in the Scottish Highlands in steam, the headlights were two burning Mandela grass!"
He felt that his description was so clear. It will definitely be praised by Professor Trelawney. However, just as he was ready to welcome his "genius" moment with great anticipation. "Volumeous concreteness." Professor Trelawney looked disappointed, sighed and turned to a red-haired girl. "Chocolate pie. Raspberry sauce" The girl's voice became smaller and smaller under the professor's twitching mouth. The main reason was that the professor saw the glimmer of saliva at the corners of the girl's mouth.
It looks like he is talking in a sleep, not answering questions.
"This little girl should go to Hufflepatch." I don't know if Professor Trelawney was discriminated against in the college, but she was unhappy and walked towards the next person.
Daphne was thinking about Professor Trelawney, or the conversation with Ian before thinking about Professor Trelawney, and saw Professor Trelawney walk in front of her.
She rolled her eyes and prepared to verify the guess she had observed.
"I saw blood! The blood of Cheng River spread across the astronomical tower, the terrifying marks burned in the clouds, someone was about to die, and the haze of death will cover the entire Hogwarts campus!"
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Daphne was actually a smart girl. She obviously guessed something from Ian's behavior, so she made a panic look and exclaimed. Due to her malnutrition last semester, her face was still a little pale this semester, which instead brought her performance to a higher level of credibility.
"Ah! What a miracle is happening!" Trelawney's silver bracelet came out, "This is the essence of the prophecy, the shocking image, Slytherin must add five points!"
This professor is indeed a good thing.
She praised Daphne with excitement, and didn't even look at the crystal ball she had been holding before, which made Daphne, who was making up, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "As it turns out... it's like this, you won't make any mistakes when you follow him." Daphne secretly glanced at Ian not far away. At this time, the little wizard was bored and plucking the tea leaves in the tea cup.
The dark brown tea rippled in the blue-glazed tea cup.
He slowly picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and savored the fragrance of tea, his eyes only focused on the complex patterns in the tea leaves, without any intention of peeking into fate.
Yes.
It is also because my eyes are sore and I can't see any fate. Ian knew that divination really existed, but he also knew that he probably had no talent in this industry.
This can be seen from the fact that there is no improvement in proficiency in the whole class of your personal panel. You should know that even if he doesn't listen to the class and does other things, he will passively wear knowledge when he is in other classes. When he passed through his mind, he could still leave some traces, but his panel in this divination class was as unresponsive as if he was dead.
"Although I'm not a hexagonal warrior, my pentagonal warrior's situation is pretty good." Ian has no regrets about this, and a person will always have one or two shortcomings.
It is a good thing that his shortcomings are his least favorite divination. Just as Ian was fishing, Professor Trelawney also walked to Aurora with great expectations.
At this time.
Aurora was also observing the crystal ball.
The reflection of the platinum-haired girl shattered into seventeen moons on the surface of the sphere.
She seemed to see the endless galaxies flowing in front of her eyes, and each star shone with mysterious light, like a complex map interwoven by the lines of destiny.
However, when Aurora tried to explore the secrets of these stars, the picture suddenly became blurred, as if she was shrouded in a layer of mist and could not see the full picture. "Miss Grindelwald, tell me, what flash did you catch in the spider web woven by fate?" Professor Trelawney immediately asked with interest when he felt Aurora's concentration. She has always been very attained in using words and sentences, and her temperament like an old charlatan is beyond words.
"I saw you walking out of the castle gate with a cardboard box in your arms, probably resigning from Hogwarts." Aurora raised her head, looking calm, and did not say what she had observed from the crystal ball scene.
She just said another prophecy, and the white eyes were slightly turning. This scene obviously caused the little wizards around to stop what was happening.
In a moment.
The classroom was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.
"Nonsense!" Professor Trelawney's face turned pale in an instant, and her voice trembled slightly from anger: "Nonsense! I will not leave anyone who leaves Hogwarts! Real The prophet will not misread the fate you have seen! It seems that the talent you inherited is far less than I thought! "
This is definitely a bit touching Professor Trelawney's sensitive skin. She was a little furrowed when Aurora looked at her eyes, and she suddenly shouted even more harshly.
"My prophecy is seeped in the bricks and rocks of Hogwarts! It cannot be separated from me!" After saying that, the divination professor glared at Aurora fiercely and walked away with a fierce look.
But Aurora just shrugged, looking like she didn't care. Professor Trelawney was trembling all over. She was obviously angry by Aurora's prediction. She walked around the classroom for several times but couldn't calm down. Finally, she stayed next to Ian, the most optimistic class in Ian.
Ian's catastrophe prophecy was deeply impressed by her heart. Perhaps she wanted to get some comfort from Ian and calm her nervous heart. Professor Trelawney made a kind speech.
"Dear, what did you peek in the teacup?" This was obviously trying to distract yourself from Aurora's prophecy. Professor Trelawney was trying hard to prevent herself from facing Aurora. prophecy.
"Ah?"
Ian has been in a daze for a long time.
He didn't expect Professor Trelawney to kill another shot.
"I saw the nebula, a glowing tower, where countless giants were training, and an evil creature named Belia invaded there."
"Corpsy The fields were everywhere and the ground was messy, and the giants turned into stone statues, trying to trick me into lending them my light. "The little wizard's brain was empty at this time.
So he could only continue to talk nonsense, make up and pinch, and answered Professor Trelawney with emotion based on his previous response strategies. "You can even predict things outside the earth!?" Professor Trelawney was obviously extremely surprised. She quickly grabbed the teacup covered by Ian and spoke in shock.
"Let me take a look."
She wanted to use her knowledge to interpret the tea leaves in the tea cup, but she found that the whole tea cup was empty. She raised her head in surprise but found that the little wizard's mouth was still chewing. What to do.
"…"
Professor Trelawney realized that she wanted to recycle these tea leaves and was ruined.
It is difficult for her to evaluate Ian's tea eating behavior.
Silence for a moment.
"This is not a good omen, it means disappearance." The professor could only show his best scene and scare Ian with a nervous expression. "Okay, professor." Ian certainly didn't believe Professor Trelawney's nonsense. He knew that this professor liked to scare others when he was in a bad mood.
That's why.
The little wizard's perfunctory answer made Professor Trelawney feel uncomfortable. The professor had to organize the language and continued to speak to the little wizard in a serious voice.
"This is related to the danger you are going to encounter. Just recently, it would be a very terrible danger. Dear, what we are talking about now is a bad omen." Professor Trelawney's towering cheekbones Under the bone is a thin and distinctly lined lips.
Her slightly cloudy eyes stared at Ian. "Oh, I'm going to encounter such a thing, that's terrible."
Ian immediately showed his Oscar-level acting skills.
This time.
Professor Trelawney was finally satisfied. She began to move to another position again, and the whole class began to end with her fooling the little wizard again and again.
On the way to the end of get out of class.
"She said I should be careful of the man with the L letter in his name. That man would make me lose my love. To be honest, this really scared me a little."
Qiu. Zhang walked on the road with some concern.
"The version has been updated long ago, she is just an old liar!"
Ian comforted his friend, but his words made Qiu and Zhang a little confused. "What does the version have been updated long ago?" Qiu Zhang's eyes were full of confused expressions.
"This doesn't matter."
Aurora next to her spoke softly.
She attracted Qiu Zhang's attention.
"Did you really see something? I feel like I was completely making up just now." Qiu Zhang frankly admitted his perfunctory behavior, which was probably what almost all the little wizards were doing.
In this regard.
Aurora chuckled and responded, "Divining is sometimes based on feelings and imagination. This is the wonder of divination. Everyone sees and understands differently. Maybe it is possible that divination is a wonderful thing. In the professor's eyes, your imagination really has special meaning... Our professor still has real skills."
She still said something realistic and good for Professor Trelawney over there.
"I'm not that interested in divination, I prefer real magic. Of course, it has to do with my lack of talent." Qiu Zhang sighed and was still honest.
Her words resonated with the little wizard. "Same for me." Ian's echo made Qiu Zhang show contemptuous eyes.
"When get out of class was over, the professor praised you as the most talented student. You can't stand in the queue of poor students." Qiu Zhang obviously didn't believe Ian's words. "Actually, I'm making up for it." Ian is also showing his honesty.
However.
Qiu. Zhang He had long believed that Ian also had the ability to prophet Aurora showed an expression of disbelief. Sometimes, telling the truth may not necessarily lead to gaining the trust of others.
Seeing that both of my friends looked at him with despised him for lying.
"Okay, I won't pretend anymore. No one knows divination and prophecy better than me. I am a genius." Ian could only glance at his mouth and pretend to be a pussy that he felt bored. .
Ausora and Qiu Zhang's eyes were normal at this time.
They seem to think this is a matter of course.
"..."
But the little wizard, who knew his situation, could only sigh at this. He also wants to be more honest occasionally, but it seems that he is not as honest as he is not honest. Is this the person who lives in this world involuntarily?
Hold a heavy mood.
Ian and the little wizards went to the auditorium for supper.
On the other side.
The students' divination class is gone.
Professor Trelawney lay on the chair.
She was already sleeping soundly.
And at this time.
The clouds outside the tower cracked the cracks, and a beam of sunlight happened to pierce the stained glass of the northern tower - between the light and shadow. The figure of fate on the professor's crystal ball is developing.
"Okay, professor."
"I actually have to encounter such a thing!" What's wrong.
Confirmed from illusory bias.
It's like the God of Destiny fiddling his strings.
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Dinners are the fantasy ideas of the house elves. Every bite of cake contains a special memory, and when you eat the cake, the good memories related to it will appear in your mind.
The ice cream ball was cast with a floating curse and could be suspended in the air without melting. They are like colorful balloons, floating over the dining table waiting for people to capture.
Although there are a variety of tricks, the taste is pretty good. "I hope there will be no more chili cakes." Ian enjoyed the perfect dinner comfortably, thinking about the potion he had carefully cooked, so he went straight to the house of Responsible Requests.
No one else could find the room.
Ian walked to the workbench and pulled out a small bag of powder wrapped in parchment from another pocket. This is the moonlight grass pollen he collected from the depths of Hogwarts.
It enhances the resonance between the potion and the soul.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "I hope my [Soul Extraction Potion] can help Harry. The worst case scenario should be that both souls are drawn out, and then I stuff Harry's soul back into my body. “
Ian murmured to himself.
Carefully sprinkle the pollen into the potion being cooked.
He stirred the potion in the crucible with a silver spoon, and the moonstone powder shone finely in the dark purple liquid. The liquid immediately boiled, making a hissing sound, and the color changed from dark green to deep purple. The crucible was also making a slight buzz, and strange ripples appeared on the surface of the liquid.
The purr of an owl floated outside the window.
The oak bookshelf of the house that wishes casts a shaking shadow in the candlelight.
The potion will take time to precipitate.
I was thinking about Brother Tom in my heart, and Ian looked at the time on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock. He hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to the school clinic to see Harry about his condition.
God knows whether the remnant souls in the diary will be colluded with the remnant souls in Harry's body.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the moonlight sprinkled on the castle of Hogwarts like water, adding a bit of mystery to the ancient building.
The corridor was empty, only the sound of Ian's footsteps echoed among the stone walls. Several magic candles were lit in the school clinic, and Harry was quietly lying on the innermost bed under the dim light. The boy's face was scaryly pale, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the lightning-shaped scar seemed particularly ferocious under the candlelight.
Niclemay sat quietly beside Harry's bed reading some books related to Horcrux. He was wearing a dark blue robe with a peculiar badge on his chest.
It is engraved with profound symbols related to alchemy.
"I think your worries are right."
He noticed Ian's arrival, looked up at Ian with a slightly tired expression, with his eyebrows in front of him. A kind of confusion and anxiety about the unknown.
"What's the situation?"
Ian was slightly stunned.
Realizing that the situation may be worse. "The situation is not very good, Ian. The remnant soul of the Dark King is extremely active in his scar. I felt the terrible dark power, but I don't know what the power will eventually lead to." "But I can be sure that Voldemort's remnant soul is much more active than we think. It is trying to erode Harry's consciousness at all costs."
Nick Le Mei stood up and walked to the hospital bed, with a sigh. "I remember you said that if Voldemort wants to be resurrected, he must sacrifice someone other than Harry as the price, and also requires an extremely complicated ritual."
"Before such a thing happening, I think Harry shouldn't have any big problems?" Ian couldn't help but frown and whispered his judgment after hearing this.
This is actually the knowledge that Nick Lemay instilled in him before.
However.
Nick Lemay shook his head at this time.
"This is not a resurrection, a child, but a terrible fusion, a fusion at any cost. This is an unexpected situation, just like the dark king is even willing to give up his own existence and have to do it with Haha. Li Fusion became a brand new individual. "The expression of this alchemy master became a little complicated.
"I have to say that he may have been so crazy that he lost all his mind. You must know that if the fusion is completed, Harry and that person will no longer be their original existence."
Nick Lemay's The tone was obviously extremely confused.
This is also normal.
After all, based on his understanding of Voldemort, Voldemort would never make such a choice, and now, the most unlikely situation is really happening.
"Maybe this is not his intention, but a choice he had to make?" Ian's brain was spinning rapidly, and he thought of the whisper when Harry had an abnormality before.
"It's roaring...it's angry..."
This is the words when Harry's eyes turned into vertical pupils.
What does it necessarily mean.
"What does it mean?" After hearing Ian's guess, Nick Lemay was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Ian with a slight surprise.
"Before, Harry said something to me." Ian told Nick Lemay what he recalled. After hearing this, Nick Lemay's expression suddenly became a little more serious point.
"This is, what is that guy afraid of?" He summarized an accurate judgment from Ian's description, which made his heart a little upside down.
This keen alchemy master has realized a problem. Perhaps the abnormality encountered by Harry Potter at this time is related to the terrifying thing that the lawless Dark King encountered.
It's a remnant soul.
A Horcrux.
What can you fear?
"I have to study it carefully." Nick Lemay turned and took out a device. After pressing the device, an illusory bookshelf appeared in the ward.
He was searching for books on it. "It takes time... The troublesome thing is that Dumbledore is not with us, I cannot contact him directly, and the message I sent him has not received any response."
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Obviously.
Hogwarts is really weak in defense now.
"There is another diary, which is also a Horcrux. Malfoy brought it to school, and the diary is now gone." Ian also knew clearly under the calm surface of Hogwarts today. Undercurrents surging.
He did not hide it.
This scary news immediately made the uneasy look on Nick Lemay's face even more intense. "This is not the good news I want to hear... Maybe you should monitor your uncle. He has visited Harry more than ten times and said some weird things."
Nick Lemay took a book from the illusory bookshelf, and after it was in his hands, it turned into a substantial thing. He also reminded Ian while reading it. "What did you say?" Ian asked curiously.
He didn't have much doubt about Snape. "I'm a man over six hundred years old. You can't count on how good my memory is. Anyway, your uncle's eyes are also very strange. I feel like he is caring for the remnant soul in Harry."
"Although we don't want to doubt him, we cannot ignore what kind of identity he once had." Nick Lemay obviously did not have the trust of Snape like Dumbledore.
This is understandable.
After all, good uncle Snape has indeed suffered from bad records in his past.
Think about it from the perspective of others, if someone told him one day that Hannibal had changed to vegetarianism, Ian felt that he would not have chosen to believe it. "I will try my best to find that diary." Ian could only change the topic, Nick Lemay didn't comment, and he wanted to say something else.
"The patient needs a quiet rest!" Mrs. Pomfrey probably heard the movement in the ward, and she opened the door with great dissatisfaction and walked in and interrupted the conversation between the two. "I agree that I am here to take care of myself, which is the greatest compromise to Dumbledore. Mr. Prince, the time for you to visit your friends is already here."
Mrs. Pomfrey After eating the small dessert given by Ian, there was still a little cream on his mouth. The little wizard was quite helpless when he ate it clean and started to chase people.
"Okay, Mrs. Pomfrey, I'll leave right away."
He could only turn his head to Nick Lemay, "Be careful that Harry might be by that night at night If you replace people, it is best to try to contact our principal again."
Ian's concerns are not without reasons.
From what he knows.
Last night, Harry was obviously replaced by Voldemort's sanity. If it weren't for this, how could his baby Snake Monster in the secret room be swallowed up only some snakeskins and bones? "Don't worry, I don't want to die yet, so I'm very prepared. I will continue to try to contact Dumbledore, and you'd better find that diary at school." Nick Lemay nodded and gave Ian the advice that there was nothing he could do to hand over such a thing to a second-grade student.
After all.
On the strength of the battle.
This little wizard is definitely not weaker than the deans, and is probably even better in black magic. Nick Lemay, who guided Ian's alchemy for one academic year, also had the strength of the little wizard. Cognition.
"No problem."
Ian made an OK gesture.
After Mrs. Pomfrey's urging, he left the school infirm. The corridor was still deserted and empty. After leaving the school hospital room, Ian walked slowly along the corridor. The moonlight outside the window was covered by dark clouds, and the forbidden forest in the distance was roaring, as if indicating something bad.
"Ding thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud
He stopped and listened.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were walking towards him. The little wizard looked up and saw the footsteps suddenly stop, and a figure flashed by around the corner.
It seems like he is avoiding him.
"Who is there?"
The figure disappeared quickly, and Ian might not have been able to catch it if it weren't for the sharp eyes. He only saw the corner of the sleeve of a robe, which was the dark green of the robe of the Slytherin Academy. "Tom?" Ian pulled out his wand and quickly stepped forward to chase after him.
Turn around the corner.
Ian saw the mysterious figure's robe again.
The other party was moving towards the abandoned bathroom on the second floor. Perhaps because he realized that someone was following him, the figure rushed to run.
The smell of guilt is very strong.
"Good brother, wait for me!"
The green light at the top of Ian's wand was ready to go, as if he would shoot out the magic of seeking life at any time. He saw the right Fang Zheng moved towards the abandoned bathroom on the second floor.
When he chased to the door of the abandoned bathroom, Ian did not push open the door, but stood directly next to the wall, using magic to penetrate the wall, and caught the other party off guard.
However.
When Ian entered the abandoned bathroom, there was no one inside, only the faucet ticked. A string of wet footprints stretched to the collapsed entrance to the secret passage.
"This is deliberately seducing me."
Ian used the snake accent to open the door of the secret room and entered the secret room that collapsed earlier, with the broken entrance. The stone obviously had signs of being moved.
A cleared passage winds downward. A soft ball of light rose at the tip of the wand, illuminating the narrow passage, and Ian turned into a white mist and sank violently.
When Ian's body condensed again.
He came to the bottom of the secret room. In the collapsed secret room, some of the ruins covered with gravel were cleaned up. Ian slowly walked forward along the cleared road.
A strange aura filled here, and there seemed to be a faint black shadow shaking on the wall. Ian did not turn his head, but directly released a [Fire Journey] toward the surroundings.
Raging fire illuminated everything.
Countless screaming snakes fell down and turned into ashes.
Horrifying magic.
Even those huge gravels cannot be spared. "So, do you have to stop me?"
A voice rang out in a little annoyed.
The fire illuminates the ruins of the secret room and also illuminates the cleaned area.
I saw that on a cleared open space, the ground was covered with water, and a few strange green fluorescence was floating on it, and a pale girl was lying in the middle of the open space.
Pancy Parkinson.
The girl I saw at the Slytherin table at noon.
At this time.
Her robe was soaked in water, she was unconscious on the flooded ground, and she was holding a broken wand tightly in her hand. A figure in a Slytherin robe was facing away from them, squatting on the ground and drawing something intently. Ian's arrival did not stop him, but instead made him start to speed up the drawing of the magic text.
"Damn it! Just a little bit!" The man's movements were skillful and rapid, and the tip of the magic wand drew glowing lines on the ground, obviously drawing a complex magic array.
"You want to use this girl to complete the resurrection? Tsk tsk... It seems you are the teenage Riddle I am looking for." Ian didn't plan to give this person any chance.
"The forbidden curse ends!"
Ian waved his magic wand, and the magic that was derived from [End of Spells] was released immediately. This was because he didn't want to insert the wand into it. The ground is so improved magic.
See.
As Ian's spell was recited.
A powerful and invisible force surged out from Ian's body.
It swept through the entire secret room like a storm. This force not only destroyed all obstacles in front of us, but also wiped out the shining magical texts on the ground in a arrogant manner.
It was like there was an invisible big hand that destroyed all the efforts of the mysterious man in the green robe. As the demonic texts on the ground disappeared, the dark aura that originally permeated the cave was gradually dissipating.
"No! You can't treat me like this!"
The figure of Green Robe saw that all his efforts turned into futility.
The whole person collapsed and smashed the ground hard.
Splashing water.
Full wet his hair.
"This is for my baby, the snake monster." Ian raised his wand disapproved, and the green light aimed at the mysterious man in the green robe. The ready-to-run life-seeking curse did not scare the other party. "Idiot! You idiot!"
The boy in green robe slowly got up from the ground.
He yelled angrily.
"You have found the wrong target for revenge! It was not me who killed the snake monster! It was another betrayer like me! I was obviously being blamed by him!"
The boy in green robe slowly turned around. He threw away the drawing tool in his hand, pulled out the holly wood wand at his waist, and looked at Ian with resentment.
"Huh?"
Ian's expression was slightly stunned, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank - his expression became extremely unbelievable, because he saw it The face under the other party's wet hair.
And...that conspicuous scar.
(This chapter ends)