Chapter 065
The unicorn leader screamed, nodded slightly towards Ives, turned and left with his tribe.
After watching them disappear into the dark forbidden forest again, Avis left the temple.
The magic flames rising from the fire pots on both sides of the road had long been extinguished, but he did not feel dark. Everything in the Forbidden Forest made Avis feel an unprecedented sense of intimacy.
Ives walked lightly towards where Dumbledore was, still thinking about the secrets he had just learned from the four founders.
The Returners, the Age of Gods… these were all different from the”Harry Potter” he was familiar with. The advantage of knowing the plot was instantly wiped out in front of those secrets.
What’s more, Ives himself took the initiative to destroy many of the original plot developments. Peter Pettigrew was arrested in the first grade; Sirius was acquitted and not wanted by the Ministry of Magic; Hermione joined Ravenclaw and Neville joined Hufflepuff; he should have been focusing on the protection of the restricted area on the fourth floor. Harry, who knows what the thing is, is now immersed in the joy of reuniting with his godfather…
When he traveled to this world, many things have changed intentionally or unintentionally. What will the future look like? Ives’s heart No bottom. But he knows that only by constantly improving his strength can he protect himself and those around him.
As for the prophecy made thousands of years ago, to be honest, he had no real sense of it.
If one day, someone suddenly comes out and says to you: I, Qin Shihuang, now designate you to be the next emperor.
You won’t believe it, and you might even scold him.
But this is the magical world, and everything is possible, not to mention that the person in the painting really looks like the grown-up Avis, so he can’t help but believe it.
But…
Ives recalled the pictures Ravenclaw showed him, the huge bodies and powerful strength of those ancient monsters. Is he really capable of dealing with them? There are also those Returners who are causing mischief in secret. How strong will they become after a thousand years?
“Ives.”
Unknowingly, he had walked up to Dumbledore. Seeing his sad face, Dumbledore comforted him:”All you can do now is study hard. Ives looked at Dumbledore’s gentle blue eyes and said,”Professor, you should have known these things for a long time, right?””
“Yes,” Dumbledore smiled bitterly,”That’s a long story.”
“Maybe I will take some time to tell you this as a bedtime story later,” he winked,”but it’s already very late now, and I think, for a growing child, let him get enough sleep. That’s my responsibility as the principal.”
Dumbledore clapped his hands gently, and Fawkes suddenly appeared on his shoulders.
Ives turned to thank Chiron:”Thank you, Elder Chiron.”
Kailon smiled and waved his hands,”This is what we should do. Our ancestor Chiron once fought with Merlin. Since then, the centaurs have regarded it as their duty to protect the seal.”
“Children of the Stars, protecting the altar and assisting you are only part of our duties.”
After saying goodbye to the centaurs, Ivis walked to Dumbledore, who had been waiting for a long time, and took his outstretched arm.
In the space, flames surged, and the next second, Ivis appeared in the Ravenclaw common room. room.
After a busy night, it was already two o’clock in the morning.
Only the oil lamps at a few entrances and exits in the common room were still on, and the little wizards who wandered at night had already gone to bed.
Dumbledore sent Ivis to A
fter returning to Ravenclaw Tower, he walked away minding his own business.
“Sigh,” Ives rubbed his cheeks vigorously, trying to wake up his drowsy brain.
What happened tonight was too magical, and now he just wanted to lie back on the bed and have a good sleep. He just wanted his drowsy brain to wake up. It allowed him to walk back to his dormitory soberly instead of running to someone else.
When Ives walked quietly towards the entrance of the boys’ dormitory, he didn’t notice a pair of bright brown eyes staring at him in the darkness..
It wasn’t until he walked into the boys’ dormitory that the brown-eyed owner returned to the girls’ dormitory on the other side with confidence.
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Early the next morning, a big news spread in the castle.
Professor Quirrell is dead!
The news came from Gryffindor House. When Harris passed by the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom after breakfast, he saw Quirrell’s ghost floating through the wall and into the corridor.
After turning into a ghost, Quirrell’s stuttering was cured. What a miracle!
It’s just that he contracted a bad habit, asking everyone when he met:”Do you like van game?”
Everyone still liked this professor very much, even though he didn’t like to take a bath or change clothes, he stumbled when he spoke, and he could only read a few words in class. Textbooks…
Although he has many shortcomings, he has one advantage – he leaves very little homework!
Compared with Professor McGonagall and Snape’s papers, which are often seven or eight feet high, Quirrell’s homework is really simple. You can either just copy a few sentences from the book and you can handle it, or there is no homework at all.
Everyone liked him very much and enthusiastically analyzed the cause of his death.
Most students generally believe that Quirrell’s death was due to excessive teaching pressure.
There are seven grades in total, but only Quirrell is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He gets up earlier than chicken, goes to bed later than Lu Wei, and works around the clock to meet the teaching needs of seven grades.
Just like his predecessor Professor Binns, because of too much teaching pressure, he woke up one morning and suddenly found that he had suddenly died and turned into a ghost.
Some people have analyzed the personnel changes of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in recent years and believe that they must be incompatible with each other and were killed by this position.
In the past ten years, seven professors, including Professor Quirrell, have died unexpectedly, and three others have been thrown into Azkaban.
Everyone’s fear of this position suddenly became rampant.
Of course, some people are secretly looking forward to who will be the next Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, preferably someone they hate!
Many Gryffindor wizards secretly voted for Snape, hoping that he would take office as soon as possible.
Outside the Forbidden Forest.
Dumbledore stood in front of Quirrell’s body, silent.
Quirrell’s body was face down, his head was bald, and there was an obvious depression on the back of his head, as if something had been placed there but was now gone.
Dumbledore frowned and looked at the depression, and he smelled an extremely evil smell of dark magic. This confirmed his suspicion:
Voldemort had been parasitic on the back of Quirrell’s head.
It seemed that after last night’s battle, Quirrell’s life had come to an end, which forced Voldemort to choose to abandon him.
Dumbledore’s blue eyes glowed white, so where would he hide now?
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