Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 345 Deep Darkness (for Subscription)
It is always dark here, as if darkness is the theme here, but unlike the simple lack of light, the darkness here is more like the deepest darkness of human inferiority.

But no matter what, this deep darkness is not empty, at least, there are countless dark shadows that can be seen in the haze.

"Master Sage..."

"The deep sleep under the crown of Manus has become increasingly shallow... It is very likely that he will wake up soon."

Looking at the servant who was speaking softly in front of him, the sage sitting on the throne lightly nodded: "Then our pace must be quickened..."

"The blasphemers must be made to pay before Manus wakes up."

Listening to the sage's words, the servant's waist became more and more bent, and his head even touched the floor with a soft "bang".

"First of all, those guys from Eredel..." The sage said slowly, "Let's send those Londor women on their way."

"Their existence interfered with all the actions of the abyss... and also interfered with the judgment of Ashes."

"Master Sage...the matter of ashes..."

Hearing what the servant said, the sage snorted coldly, shook his head and said, "The world he lives in...is enough for that person."

"My lord, but..." The servant paused and said, "We haven't had any contact with that person...and he..."

"It's okay..." The sage shook his head, the black liquid flowing from his body slowly dripped down, leaving pits and pits on the smooth marble, and also made the eyes of the servants below grow greedy.

"Go find him and tell him." The sage said slowly, "We can give him everything he wants..."

"Including everything that rules that world."

"Yes..." The servant lowered his head, slowly licked the black liquid with his tongue, and made sounds of satisfaction from time to time, which once again stained the entire dark hall with a touch of absurdity and weirdness.

"Berga and Lloyd... I'll let you see..."

"Without the flame, you are nothing but tall ants."

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"Professor Embers, do you want to go to the Quidditch World Cup together during the summer vacation?" Worka looked at Ash with a smile on her face, and Julianne Steenley and the Weasley twins were beside her.

"Professor, you better not go, it's so boring." George said, he didn't want a professor sitting in front of him while watching the football game.

"That's right." Fred naturally understood what his brother was thinking, and he immediately said, "Watching Quidditch is boring, I think it's better to study spells."

"Study the History of Magic," George added.

"Then why are you going?" Julian asked calmly, "And...you seem to be looking forward to it."

"Ahem." Choked by Julian, the Weasley twins waved their hands again and again: "Don't say that."

"We're just from the professor's point of view." They said in unison: "We're still children."

"Oh." Woka rolled his eyes and looked at Ash: "So, professor..."

"No." Ash shook his head, "There are some private matters." Naturally, he couldn't tell his students that he planned to go to Azkaban first to send Peter Pettigrew and the Death Eaters to the west, and then Go to Rome and find those scholars from the History of Magic Society to study the darkness of the other world.

It's a bit complicated to say... I guess they wouldn't understand it if I really said it...

Ash shook his head and stopped thinking. He explained to the disappointed Volka: "I'm going to the Roman Association for the History of Magic."

"Okay then." Worka said disappointedly, but the smile in the eyes of the Weasley twins could hardly be hidden.

"I'm going to call Angelina too." Fred whispered, "She must be interested in Quidditch."

"Hmm." George nodded, but his eyes were mostly on Vocka.

Looking at the students leaving the office, Ash flicked his wand lightly to close the office door.

I have to say that when the holidays are approaching, I will always become a lot busier, especially after using the dementor for the final exam, Ash feels that he is busy visibly.

At least Professor McGonagall and people from the Ministry of Magic have visited his office a dozen times.

"That's not a real Dementor," Ash explained to them. "That's the Curtain Charm."

As he said that, Ash used the soul curtain to simulate a terrifying dementor. Since this time, at least the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic will not come.

But Professor McGonagall...

Ash could feel that this professor was becoming more and more hostile to him... Once she visited Hagrid these two days, she would come to the office to see if she had brought some strange magical animals.

Come on... There shouldn't be any magical beasts more interesting than Dementors, right?
Ash thought about it and lightly flicked the dementor that he knocked into the bottle with his hand. This dementor has been with him for a while, and it seems that it is time to send him back to Azkaban after research. .

Ash stood up and shook his head lightly. He kept calling in his mind, and if there were no accidents, he was about to leave.

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"Dumbledore... I'm sure it's a Horcrux." Snape said to the old man in front of him with a dark face, "He didn't resist this temptation..."

"Then it's hard for us to guarantee that he can withstand..."

"Severus..." Dumbledore interrupted Snape, he turned around and said slowly, "He's already a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Also, I have read the prophecy."

"Prophecy?" Snape shook his head: "You know, no matter how brilliant a prophet...is not able to see everything."

"Even him." Snape looked at Dumbledore meaningfully. He knew who Dumbledore was looking for, the guy who was imprisoned in Nurmengard.

"..." Dumbledore was silent for a while, and he said slowly: "I didn't see the worst of the two prophecies..."

"Worst case?" Snape sneered. "If his prophecy is true...can you beat him?"

Snape's words made Dumbledore sigh, his expression was lost and a little sad, he said slowly: "Severus... If you really worry about him, just keep an eye on him... ..."

He looked at Snape for a moment and said, "Even if he found out, he wouldn't say anything."

"I'll do it." Snape nodded and walked out slowly.

"Albus, Snape is right." Dippet, who was hanging on the wall, said slowly, "We trusted Tom that much back then."

"We need some solid measures."

Listening to Dippet's words, Dumbledore nodded slowly, but in his eyes, there were more thoughts and memories of the clear sky outside Hogwarts and drifting to nowhere.

"Hey, it's an old bone after all."

(End of this chapter)