Chapter 677 Black Demon Mark (recommended monthly ticket)
Chapter 677 Black Demon Mark (recommended monthly ticket)
After leaving Anduin's ranch, Harry and his party walked back to the common room with disappointed expressions.
Professor Wilson failed to listen to everyone's opinions in the end, but insisted that Snape would not do anything that would endanger him and Harry.
Not even the fact that Snape had cursed Harry at the Quidditch match couldn't change Professor Wilson's opinion.
And from Anduin, several people also learned that there was indeed something hidden in the room at the end of the fourth floor, but it seemed to be related to Dumbledore, not Professor Wilson as previously imagined.
"What should we do? The professor doesn't seem to be wary of Snape at all, but we all know he has evil intentions." Harry scratched his head in distress.
"I really don't know what the professor thinks, it's obvious that someone is coveting the things underground in that room, but he doesn't care." Ron also complained incomprehensibly.
"But did you hear what the professor said? The things hidden in that room are related to Headmaster Dumbledore and that man named Nicole Flamel." Hermione rolled her eyes and thought, "You know that Nicole Flamel Ko Flamel?"
Harry, Ron and Neville shook their heads in unison.
"Perhaps as long as we find out who this mysterious name refers to, we can know what Snape is planning, so that we can warn the professor again, so that the other party's conspiracy will not succeed!" Hermione said as a member of the small group. The person with the most ideas suggested it immediately.
"That's a good idea." Harry nodded in approval, "But there's only one name, where should we start?"
"Hmm..." Hermione was also stopped by Harry's question, "The person who can be related to Principal Dumbledore must not be an unknown wizard. Let's start looking in the library!"
The rest of the people knew that there was no other way now, so they could only nod in response.
On the other side, Anduin, who had sent those little wizards away, had already returned to his residence on the Leona, and was frowning and thinking about something.
"What's the matter, my lord, did you encounter any troubles?" Hogg, who was resting beside him, looked at Anduin curiously.
"It's Quirrell, that guy is looking for death." Anduin narrowed his eyes with an unfriendly expression, "He tried to cast a spell on Harry's broom during the Quidditch match, I didn't expect this guy to be so courageous , dare to attack the little wizard in public."
"Are you referring to the accident that happened two days ago?" Hogg scratched his head in confusion, "Didn't Snape take care of him at the time, and it seems that Quirrell didn't succeed in the end, otherwise we would have been alarmed. gone."
"But his hands are getting deeper and longer. Who gave him such confidence?" What Anduin saw was something deeper behind him. Let Quirrell go wild."
"Then you mean... to start that plan?" Hogg raised his brows, "I thought you were going to wait for a while, and didn't you say that Quirrell would be watched by Dumbledore?"
"But the old man seems to be a bit negligent, it's time to warn that guy, let's do it tomorrow, just in time to give them a big gift before Christmas!" Anduin tapped the desk in front of him with his fingers, and ordered softly road.
"No problem!" Hogg stood up excitedly, "I'll get ready now!"
After finishing speaking, Hogg rushed out of the room, and it could be seen that he was very excited.
Anduin at the desk turned his head, looking towards the direction of Hogwarts Castle through the partition wall, as if he was thinking about something.
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The next day, after finishing the herbalism class in the morning, these first-year wizards were leisurely walking from the greenhouse to the main tower of the castle.
At this time, Hogwarts had already begun to enter winter, and the Christmas holiday would be two weeks away. Although it hadn't started to snow yet, the teachers and students in the school had already put on thick winter clothes.
Among these little wizards, Hermione is the most special. She is holding a transparent glass bottle in her hand, and this cute little blue flame is floating in it.
Hermione, who discovered that she was quite talented in controlling flames, made such a gadget when she was free. Although it was not an alchemy item, it was more than enough for heating.
Although this blue magical flame is no different from ordinary flames, it is very popular with Hermione. She even used this flame to light Snape.
The wind outside was extremely strong today, which made the necks of everyone outside feel chilly, which made Hermione couldn't help but hug the flame vial even tighter.
And Ron and the others beside him were still chatting.
"The jumping bulbs in Professor Sprout's greenhouse don't feel as good as what we saw in Professor Wilson's place last night. Is this because of those Tepper warthog manure?" Ron recalled last night. What he saw and heard, he muttered curiously.
"Can you stop being so disgusting?" Hermione cast a reproachful glance at the other party, "We're going to have lunch now, don't keep talking about those things, after I went back last night, I used seven or eight 'clean and refresh' in a row 'Curse, to clean up that strange smell!"
"But don't we have to do dirty work tonight? I think we'd better get used to it earlier." Ron shook his head indifferently.
"You idiot!" Hermione was so angry when she heard that Ron had to talk about this before eating, she stretched out her hand and slapped him on the back.
"Didn't you see that the compost was obviously hoarded for a while yesterday, how could there be so much every day, we either carry it every few days, or clean it up a little bit every day." Hermione rolled her eyes , Speak to Ron word by word.
"Is that so? I thought we had to work as hard every day as last night." Ron was overjoyed when he heard this, "No wonder the professor only found Percy and the others at first, I thought the professor wanted to torture them Woolen cloth."
"Do you think that everyone can't turn their minds like you?" Hermione replied dissatisfied.
Seeing this scene, Harry and Neville couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling. Of course, this is something they all experience every day.
"Evil spirits, do you feel that it's extraordinarily cold today?" Ron, who was sprayed by Hermione, changed the subject in embarrassment, pointing his finger to the sky.
And the weather at this time was indeed as he said, it was colder than the previous two days, and it was obviously not the time for the weather to change, nor did it start to snow.
At the same time, the sky was already filled with low-pitched dark clouds at some point, but it didn't look like it was about to thunder and rain.
The rest of the people also looked at the sky inexplicably at this time. They also always felt that today was a bit weird, but they couldn't tell where the problem was.
And just when these junior wizards were about to return to the main tower, a sudden change occurred!
"Bone reappears!"
Suddenly, a sharp, dark mantra sounded in everyone's ears, like a lizard whispering beside them.
Then a dark green spell bomb suddenly shot out from nowhere, rose straight to the sky, and then exploded in full view of everyone.
Immediately afterwards, the spell that exploded suddenly turned into a piece of green light, tumbling continuously in mid-air, until finally a strange magic image appeared!
It was an extremely huge skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things, and a large python protruded from the skull's mouth like a tongue.
After it appeared, it rose higher and higher, a cloud of green smoke shining brightly, against the black clouds, like a new constellation.
The sudden appearance of the image rose above Hogwarts in a short while, which was clearly visible to all teachers and students in the school.
"This... this... what is this?" Harry, who was just outside the castle, widened his eyes in horror, and murmured questions.
Malfoy, who was also in the crowd, blushed with excitement, and roared involuntarily.
"Dark Mark! This must be the Dark Mark, my father mentioned it to me once, and it is exactly as described!"
"The Dark Mark? What is that?"
A group of young wizards, including Harry and others, looked at the yelling Malfoy in bewilderment. This was the first time they had heard this word.
"That's the symbol of the Dark Lord!" Malfoy explained to everyone with a slightly trembling voice, "When the mysterious man was still alive, whenever the Death Eaters killed someone, they would leave a black hole on top of the corpse or the house. The magic mark, which is also the symbol of the mysterious person whose name cannot be revealed."
"Oh my god, this is simply terrifying!" Hermione wrinkled her entire face in disgust, "But why did such a mark appear at Hogwarts? Could it be someone's prank? It's not like it!"
"This can't be a prank at all!" Malfoy swallowed, "No one dares to make fun of the mysterious man's logo, it's an ominous symbol."
"Could it be..." Malfoy thought of something, "Could it be that the Dark Lord has really returned?"
After all, Malfoy trembled involuntarily, partly because of fear, partly because of excitement.
He grew up listening to the stories of Voldemort since he was a child. In the eyes of Malfoy's father and his relatives from the pure-blood family, the Dark Lord was powerful, invincible, and synonymous with pure-blood glory.
Malfoy, who has been so influenced, naturally has a trace of admiration for the Dark Lord, so it is inevitable that he will be a little excited after seeing the Dark Mark.
But at the same time, Malfoy also knew that the Dark Lord was also a representative of cruelty, cruelty, darkness, and power. As a little wizard who was only 11 years old, he still instinctively rejected these things, so he was subconsciously afraid of this. Return of the Dark Lord!
(End of this chapter)