Hogwarts Everything is Three

As the referee, Hufflepuff couldn't bear to let this uncombatable pet of Gryffindor fall to death. He quickly waved the wand and used the shock absorber to slow down its falling speed, and gently made it lose its fighting ability. The Griffin fell on the ground, and then Hufflepuff hurriedly stepped forward to stop the bleeding and treat it.

Gryffindor looked at Hufflepuff, who was no longer paying attention to the game, and then at the griffon who was curled up on the ground and howling, "I lost." Gryffindor's expression was disappointed, but More relieved, his magic lightsaber condensed the light and turned back to an ordinary wand.

Gryffindor just realized that Hufflepuff was obviously not worried about the safety of the two in the game. He knew the result for a long time. The kid had been deliberately controlling the intensity of the spell. The necromancer over there was right. The attacks launched by the Griffins obviously also deliberately avoided the key points, and tried to make them lose their combat effectiveness. When he was busy dealing with the devil summoned by the opponent, he did not take the opportunity to attack, but let himself deal with it all. The enemy in front of you, if he was like just now, even if he only used weapons other than you to attack him with the devil, he would have been seriously injured and defeated.

As a duel master, Godric Gryffindor couldn't stand such a match, so he decided to give up now, at least to save his two pets from suffering additional unnecessary damage.

Looking back at the somewhat bleak Gryffindor, Hufflepuff was very happy that the duel ended in such a peaceful way, and she directly announced the result of the duel, sitting next to the Griffin.

The counter-summoning dispelled a few summons and returned them to their original planes. Allen walked to Gryffindor and tried to propose: "Mr. Gryffindor, we have been studying the power of curses, do you want to... Do you want me to study and try again? I think it should be solved sooner or later..."

"Boy, do you think Rowena never tried it after my blood curse began? But the knowledge recorded in these few Nether scrolls is not enough to complete it... Finding clues and collecting the entire Nether scroll is not easy It may take hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years to do this? When you collect enough scrolls, I’m afraid I will have completely lost my consciousness. What’s more, you won’t stay here long, wait. After you return to 1000 years, even if you don’t count the time you need to read the remaining part, even if you already have a way to unlock the blood curse and restore my consciousness-but at the same time you unlock the spell, I will age immediately Die...Thank you, boy, don't let Rowena down, just live with her, don't worry about me, all this has nothing to do with you, it's my own choice." After saying this, Gryffindor who is relieved He glanced at the pet that had basically been healed, turned around and started walking towards the lake.

Looking at Gryffindor's lonely back, Allen felt swallowed by this somewhat suppressed guilt, he couldn't help but speak again, "Please wait, Mr. Gryffindor."

Gryffindor turned and looked at Allen suspiciously.

"What can I do for you?" Allen looked solemnly. After all, he hopes to make up for the other party. This is not all for Gryffindor. He wants to get his emotions too. A mitigation channel.

"No." Gryffindor blurted out like a conditioned reflex, then his expression hesitated.

Alan was keenly aware of the change in the opponent's expression, and quickly walked up, "As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Gryffindor hesitated for a moment, quietly glanced at Hufflepuff who was still looking after the griffin, and then whispered: "When you remember, you can bring me a few barrels of wine. Helga only Give me seafood, she thinks drinking will aggravate the deterioration of my consciousness."

Even if it was not a requirement, Allen made a solemn promise like grabbing a life-saving straw. He secretly decided that even if he returned to modern times, he would not only provide him with a favorite seafood, but also provide him every day. Provide fine wine-he doesn't need to worry about Godric when pour it? Will Gryffindor's consciousness worsen because of drinking.

"You promise." Gryffindor looked happy, turned and walked quickly back to the Black Lake.

When the water was almost completely over him, "Goodbye, kid." Gryffindor's voice came, and he turned into a huge squid. Long, dimly glowing red tentacles crossed the surface of the water, a huge body. The shape gradually disappeared into the black lake.

The figure of the giant squid had just disappeared. Alan felt his shoulders sink slightly. He tilted his head and saw a three-eyed crow composed of shadows standing silently on his shoulders, its figure It almost merged with the dark night sky, "Allen, meet me where we used to camp by the black lake." Ravenclaw's voice came from the mouth of the three-eyed crow. Immediately, its figure dissolved and dissipated, and quickly turned into nothingness.

"Ellen, I will go with you. She did a good job this time. I'll go and meet her." Helga Hufflepuff's voice came from behind Ellen, and she heard it just now. Ravenclaw's message.

"It's great that you can forgive her, Helga, you know. Although she doesn't say much, she still cares very much about it in her heart." Allen heard this, originally because of Gryffindor's situation. Frowning brows eased, and he reached out to Helga, trying to apparate him and lead him over.

Helga shook his head: "Allen, let's go, just take a walk, I have to sort out my thoughts."

Allen nodded, and then walked slowly towards the destination with Hufflepuff.

However, the Black Lake at this time is not the same as Allen’s time. As it moves further away from the school, more and more low bushes spring up on this road that is not a road. They are lush and tenacious, which can cut through people. The skin weeds, coupled with the uneven road, made it quite difficult for the very old Hufflepuff to go.

"It should be not far ahead. Helga, please walk behind me slowly. I will go ahead and clear the ground first." Allen said, speeding up his steps thoughtfully, waving his hands constantly to clear the front. The weeds and bushes that fell by, UU看书www.uukanshu.com used deformation technique to make the wet and rugged ground smooth and hard.

"Your Polymorphism is good." Seeing Ellen's gentleman behavior, Helga said gently, "It's really much more convenient to not use the magic wand at all."

Hearing that Allen tried to persuade the other party again, "Helga, if you will..."

Hufflepuff interrupted Allen directly by saying, "No, Allen, the Gryffindor problem is solved. I will manage the school for the rest of the time, and I will be satisfied with the development of some new recipes. , But it seems that summer is coming soon, it’s already a bit hot tonight, isn’t it?"

Allen looked back at Helga, who was wiping sweat, and said: "You should usually move a little more, Helga, it's been a long time since you've traveled so far to get hot, right? Should we just apparate? "

Hufflepuff straightened his hand holding the sweat scarf and motioned Alan to move forward: "No, I can walk. Besides, your wizard robe has a thermostat function."

Alan, who had neglected the function of clothing, blushed when the secret of not sweating was revealed, he decided to switch the subject: "What happened to the poet who paid for the meal with singing in your tavern?"

"You mean that love Utel Buddha? Before I closed the tavern, he seemed to be liked by a Muggle lord across the sea. He was called to be a court poet. He would write to me regularly in the past few years. I heard I already have a child-but now that there has been no news for so long, I am afraid he is dead, he is not too young..." Hufflepuff thoughtfully followed Alan's words and changed the subject.

After that, the two wizards were just one behind the other, and they talked a little bit after another-until Hufflepuff found out that Ellen in front of him no longer responded to her, but was stunned to decide whether or not. Far ahead.