Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book

Chapter 102 The Girl by the Bed (Please Subscribe)
When Alisa led Hector back, there was only a mess left in the field.

The group of wizards had already left.
Alone alone, Alisa staggered to a piece of land stained with silver blood, and lay beside her in a daze.

"It's all my fault, Alisa." Hector stayed in the open space and said sadly: "I shouldn't have told you those things, I shouldn't have said good things about human beings, they are all liars. "

Alisa lay on the ground without answering, her body was twitching slightly.

After Hector looked in Alisa's direction for a while, he slapped the ground hard, leaving a deep hole.

Afterwards, after he raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, he used his legs hard and flew into the air.

Hector wants to see if he can catch up with the group and avenge Charles!
After a long time, the exhausted Hector flew back with his head bowed.

"Alyssa, I'm sorry, I couldn't find them." Hector said sadly: "Forgive me, please?"

After a while, Alisa got up, and she paved the surrounding soil with her hoof to cover up Charles' blood.

Then she kissed it lightly.

"It's none of your business, Hector." Alisa tried her best to show a smile, and immediately added: "It's all my fault."

Hector was at a loss for a moment, and he would feel better if Alisa scolded him.

"Will you take me away?" Alisa said softly.

"To my house?" Hector asked immediately.

"No, not going there." Alisa said, "I want to go to a place where there are no humans."

"Then do you remember where your home is?" Hector asked.

"When he came out, Charles said he would write down the way home." Alisa glanced back, and her eyes became moist again.

Hector was silent for a while, and said: "Then you come up, I think you will like it there, and they don't like humans very much."

After Hector finished speaking, he tried his best to lower his wings so that Alisa could climb up easily.

"Where are you going to take me?" Alisa asked softly, standing on Hector's back.

"Go to the centaur tribe, they will protect you." Hector replied.

Alisa gave birth to the little unicorn shortly after arriving at the tribe of the Marians.

Later, when she went out to play with the little unicorn, she discovered that there was a school in the distance of the centaur tribe, and there were many little wizards in it.

In the process, she also met Hagrid, the first human who had no ill will towards her.

Although she was wary of humans, she didn't allow Hagrid to approach, but she still often wandered out with the little unicorn.

Silently observing Hagrid's every move.

Then, as David knew, she met Voldemort and eventually died at Voldemort's hands.

Seeing that scene again, David's heart ached like a knife.

Especially thinking back to Alyssa's fight with her dad.

Being too kind and innocent is not a good thing.
But it's not your fault!

I will definitely avenge you!
David put away the grief that was churning in his heart, and swore silently.

After the memory ended, David felt his consciousness slowly return to his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a snow-white ceiling, and it was already bright outside.

David wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked around. Hermione was sleeping soundly on the edge of his bed.

Standing next to Hermione was a tall old man, it was Dumbledore.

Standing next to Dumbledore was Newt, who was looking at David anxiously.

"This is the school hospital." Dumbledore said softly, obviously relieved to see David wake up.

After David took a calm look at Dumbledore, he turned to Newt and said, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

"I came here as soon as I got the news. Do you still feel uncomfortable?" Newt asked eagerly.

"There's nothing particularly uncomfortable, it just feels empty inside." David said, frowning slightly.

"This is the sequelae of all the magic power in your body being exhausted, and it will be fine soon." Dumbledore sighed, fumbled in his robe for a while and took out a bottle of potion.

"This is the potion that Professor Snape brewed for you. He said it can restore your magic power."

David didn't reach out to take it, but asked softly, "Do you know what you discovered last night?"

"David, I can testify to him that we have always been together." Newt said first.

But Dumbledore waved his hand and stopped Newt from continuing: "David, you should believe me, every life is extremely precious in my heart, and I will never watch a living life die. Gone before my eyes."

"I've made this mistake once, and I won't make it again." A trace of loneliness flashed across Dumbledore's face.

David raised his head and stared at Dumbledore's dimpled face, and said slowly, "Since my grandfather said so, then I will trust you again."

Dumbledore sighed: "Drink the potion first, okay? After you finish drinking, I will give you a convincing answer. After all, the trust between us cannot always be maintained by Newt. "

David nodded, took the potion and drank it in one gulp.

"Next, take Miss Granger to bed and rest, okay? She hasn't closed her eyes all day and night, and she just fell asleep on her stomach this morning." Dumbledore said, looking at Hermione.

"One day and one night?" David asked suspiciously.

Dumbledore nodded: "That's right, you have been in a coma for a day and a night, and she has been here with you for so long. Madam Pomfrey and I persuaded her several times, but she refused to leave."

"Even Madam Pomfrey scolded me several times." Dumbledore had a smile on his face.

David frowned, gently lifted the quilt, then walked to Hermione's side, slowly picked her up, and put her on the bed he had just slept on.

After helping Hermione arrange the quilt, David got up and said, "How are you going to explain it to me?"

"Would you like to go to my office?" Dumbledore said, "There is something there that will prove everything I said."

David nodded slightly, left a note for Hermione on the table, and then he took Dumbledore's hand: "Let's go!"

With a twist, when David opened his eyes, he had already stood on the floor of the principal's office.

Dumbledore opened a black cabinet, and there was a shallow stone basin inside, with some strange letters and symbols on the mouth of the basin.

"This is the Pensieve, it can help us see other people's memories." Dumbledore smiled: "And it's not like Legilimency, it's not easy to deceive it."

"You want me to use it to look at your memories of that day?" David raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Of course, is there a simpler and more reliable method than this?" Dumbledore blinked at David.

When he had finished speaking, Dumbledore inserted the tip of his wand into his silver hair, near his temple.

When he took his wand off, David saw a tiny wisp of silvery substance stuck to the tip of his wand.

"Is this your memory?" David asked softly.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded slightly, and after putting the contents on the tip of the staff into the Pensieve, he turned the Pensieve around and put it on the table.

"Come and see, David, I hope I can give you a satisfactory answer." Dumbledore said softly.

(End of this chapter)