At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Amosta stopped and looked at Hagrid's house. The simple wooden house had no lights, and he couldn't feel any magic at the same time. It seemed that Hagrid was not in the house.
As we all know, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts is one of Albus Dumbledore’s most trusted confidants. Many times, Dumbledore will entrust some extremely important and private matters to this seemingly Rough, but a big guy who can always be relied upon at critical moments.
Amosta was not sure whether Hagrid was going out to do errands or patrolling in the Forbidden Forest. Therefore, in order to ensure that he would not be disturbed next, Amosta walked a long way south. Road, then strode into the forest.
The dense Forbidden Forest is dark and silent. Apart from the crunching of dead leaves underfoot, even the bone-chilling cold wind of winter is silenced by the oppression here.
Amosta kept walking deeper into the forest. He deviated from the winding path and walked around a logging land that had been cut down. Now only moss-covered tree stumps were left, until he turned around and looked When the lights of Silu Castle were no longer visible, they stopped moving forward and stepped onto a huge, flat bluestone.
"This is it, Grandma Felena."
Amosta said to the old man with a kind smile forever in the photo, and then he placed the photo on the ground. Use a broken branch to prop it up.
"According to the custom of the world where I lived before, at midnight on the seventh day after death, the soul will have a chance to return to this world to visit its family on earth,"
Amosta shook his sleeves, and a twelve-inch-long, ebony wand with a dragon's heart nerve as its core and a well-maintained wand slipped from his palm.
He pointed his wand at the ground, and a fist-sized piece of gravel at his feet immediately floated and turned into an orange-yellow copper basin in a rapid trembling shadow.
"At this time, the living family members will use a way to pay homage to their deceased relatives."
Amosta sat down cross-legged, not feeling the slippery and cold bluestone at all. Discomfort in the butt.
He took out a cloth bag from his arms, which Amosta bought for two gold galleons from the Devisbans magic supplies store in Hogsmeade. The bag that expands the space through the Trace Stretching Spell is not expensive, so its initial space is very limited.
However, after secondary improvements, it can now hold a small car, and it also has the function of classifying and customizing items in batches.
"I wonder if you will like this method"
A large pile of yellow paper and a mountain of gold ingots were poured out and scattered on the ground.
"Peng"
The golden flame ignited out of thin air and quickly ate away at the yellow paper in the copper basin and the hand-folded gold ingot. The edge of the copper basin was scorched black, and at the same time, the moisture in the cold and humid air was dried out.
The light and shadow of the flames hit the glass guardOn the film, a slightly pale face is reflected.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't be by your side in the last days. This will probably be the biggest regret in my life."
Amosta moved his dry hand. While adding paper to the basin, he said to the old man smiling in the flames,
The flames moved, and the golden light and shadow swayed, making the old man in the photo look like a magical portrait. He started to move and was gently comforting the young man who was filled with sadness.
"If it weren't for you, I would have died at the hands of that woman about sixteen years ago, and I would never have had the chance to know this wonderful world."
The biting north The wind became gentle after breaking into the area shrouded in firelight. They gently lifted the ends of Amosta's hair, like an invisible hand caressing the top of his head.
Amosta stared at the photo and whispered the secrets hidden deep in his heart. Those absurd things, no matter how close they were, could not be told. Only when facing the deceased relatives, Amosta could Only Mosta can have no scruples.
The graceful moon gradually slanted away from the horizon. In the second half of the night, the mist sweeping in from the depths of the Forbidden Forest shrouded everything in a vague haze, and the dense leaves were covered with tiny fragments. Pieces of ice drooped on the branches in despair.
"What do you think he is doing, Priyan?"
Because his mind was not in the earth, Amosta lost his usual vigilance, so that he did not notice the five people behind him. Ten feet away, two guys carrying broomsticks and wearing Gryffindor red jerseys had been quietly observing him for a while.
“I can’t say for sure, Philoa, but it seems like he is performing some kind of evil ritual to use black magic to summon the ghost of the old man in the photo. It’s probably like this, you know. , those bastards from Slytherin love to study this."
Prian, the fourth-year Gryffindor beater with a round face and small eyes, lowered his voice to both his teammates and the people around him. The girl in the couple said,
"He is Amosta Blaine, a nerd with a very weird personality."
"A nerd with a very weird personality"
Filoa, who has long pale golden hair and a delicate appearance, moved her slender eyebrows.
"That's it," Prian puffed up his cheeks and snickered, "I heard Haytham from Ravenclaw say that he would see Blaine sitting in the library every Saturday morning. At the corner of the district, there is a pile of books in front of him. He doesn’t communicate with anyone. He seems to be keen on studying, but his grades are much worse than Charlie’s brother. I’m afraid it’s because his brain is not very bright.”
Filoya let out a chirping laugh. She leaned on her Nimbus 1700 and approached Priam's arms.
"Maybe we should go back to the castle and call a professor over. , dear, we can’t watch him use evil black magic to curse a dead old man, right?”
“This is not a good idea, Philoa.”
Prian's little eyes flashed with amusement, and he rejected his girlfriend's suggestion without hesitation, "Charlie and the others are still playing hide-and-seek with the big spider in the Forbidden Forest. If we call the professor over, they will all Exposed."
"I heard from Charlie that his brother Bill is the prefect on duty tonight. We can inform him. I think Bill will not betray his brother."
Filoa blinked and suggested again.
“This is a good suggestion, Filoya,” Prian looked at Amosta’s thin back on the bluestone and showed a wicked smile,
“But, I There is a more interesting way to punish this evil wizard. Come on, Philoa, take out your wand and let us teach him a lesson."
The remaining yellow paper and gold ingots on the ground have been There wasn't much left, so he gathered them together with both hands, threw them all into the red copper basin, and whispered his final farewell,
"I hope your merits in this life can turn into blessings in the next life." , Grandma Felena, the place where I lived in my previous life is also a very good country. If you have the opportunity to choose, you can be born in"
"Hey, accept the trial, the dark wizard of Slytherin"
p>The sudden shouts made Amosta, who was getting out of his weak mood, suddenly startled. Before he could recover, two sharp whistling spells came from behind him.
"All petrified
Shattered to pieces"
Amidst the lightning and flint, Amosta suddenly woke up and had no time to think about who was attacking him. He instinctively wanted to draw out his wand and fight back , but was shocked to find that the wand was accidentally pressed under his legs. After sitting cross-legged in front of the brazier for more than an hour, he felt dizzy and his legs were so paralyzed that he had no time to react effectively.
Damn, that’s too careless
Amosta felt resentful in his heart. He put his left hand on the ground and let his body fall to one side. He picked up the wand on the way down the bluestone, and it was a critical moment. At this time, he finally escaped the spell.
However, Grandma Felena’s photo and the brazier conjured by Amosta were not so lucky
Prian’s petrification spell was evaded by Amosta. , but accidentally hit the brazier, and suddenly, the fire snakes flying all over the sky reflected the dark Forbidden Forest like the morning sun
And Filoya's crushing spell happened to hit Felena without any bias. Grandma's deceased photo, after a crisp shattering sound, the torn photo was swallowed by the golden fire snake and quickly turned into black ashes
When Amosta got up from the ground with difficulty, the ground was shattered, and the edges were just right. The photo that was eaten away by the flames floated past his eyes and fell to the ground feebly.
His eyes have been following the photo, and emotions of trance, astonishment, and anger flashed alternately in his light brown eyes. When the photo turned into ashes, the angry Amosta finally raised his head and looked up. Slowly but firmly raise the magic wand in the direction of the spell
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