HP Magic Biography

Where are you taking me?

What? Harry looked up suspiciously, his expression was a little dazed because of what happened to Hagrid, Buckbeak was dead, but they couldn't do anything.

The night has gradually climbed to the other half of the sky at Hogwarts, and in contrast to the setting sun, the entire sky has become clear.

However, the afterglow of the setting sun is only afterglow after all, it is old and weak, even a little lifeless, Fan Lin can clearly see that the originally clear boundaries are gradually being infected and assimilated by the night, just like tarsal maggots, Nibbling away the last afterglow little by little.

Harry looked up and looked not far away. They were already very close to the Whomping Willow. He remembered his and Ron's speeding adventures. If they hadn't hit the Whomping Willow, maybe the two of them wouldn't have to be so embarrassed.

It's come so far... Harry looked a little sad, the Whomping Willow also hurt them, but the Whomping Willow didn't receive the same treatment from Buckbeak, you must know that the two of them were more injured than Malfoy Much more serious, but neither he nor Ron had trouble with the Whomping Willow.

On the contrary, Harry felt a little guilty. The Whomping Willow is very old. They drove into it and damaged many branches. At least Professor Spoutlaw wrapped the Whomping Willow in a ridiculous bandage After that, the feeling of guilt became more and more serious. Of course, it would have been perfect if Gilderoy Lockhart hadn't been standing next to the Whomping Willow.

Let's go back... Harry said, Professor Snape will close the gate of the castle in the evening. I don't want to be locked up by Snape or something, it's not fun.

It seems to remind of Professor Snape's gloomy office, full of glass texture, matched with gloomy tones, all the glassware exudes a dark and cold light.

Harry couldn't imagine how Fan Lin had made up his mind to study with Snape for so long. If it were him, he would rather find a solution by himself than go to Snape's place.

Harry never got anything from Professor Snape,

He was always the one who was criticized, and those damn potions, although Fan Lin and Hermione were able to perfectly configure the potions according to Professor Snape's improved formula, and the two were very good at Snape's improved and optimized magic potions. I am very impressed by the formulation of the medicine.

But Harry didn't think so. Even Neville, Clara, Goyle, and even that nasty Ernie (Ms. Hufflepuff) had successfully formulated the potion class reagents. Only Harry has never succeeded once.

However, Harry himself concocted some potions that were considered successful according to the steps and methods in the textbook. Because of this, Harry hated Professor Snape even more, no matter from that aspect.

Harry took two steps in the direction of the castle. They were going around a section of the wall, and they were now on the side of the castle.

However, apart from Harry's own footsteps, no one moved at all.

Harry raised his head and looked at Ron in front of him. Ron's expression was a little strange. The light in his eyes was something Harry had never seen before, which made Harry feel very uncomfortable. At this moment The strange smell on Ron seemed to be back.

Ron... are you okay... Harry said uncertainly, he turned his head to look at Fan Lin and the two of them, Hermione was very calm, and Fan Lin also relaxed his brows all the time.

Fan Lin...let's go back...we can't hang around outside for so long... Harry felt something was wrong, he did Hermione's job and asked to go back inside the castle.

Where are you taking me? Ron said calmly, but Harry could feel the suppressed anger in Ron's voice, like a submarine volcano that was about to erupt. Make some last-ditch efforts for it.

Nowhere, or, where do you think? Fan Lin said calmly, if it was really Ron, Ron would not ask, but, obviously, this does not match Ron's appearance at all.

It has been wrong since that night, but Fan Lin has never known what went wrong with Ron. Only now, when his people are stared at by Ron's complicated and cold eyes, is Fan Lin truly He understood that something happened to Ron, and it was very possible that the person who controlled Ron's body was not himself, and the controller was naturally the mouse in his pocket.

I think we should go back inside the castle. Dumbledore won't like Harry wandering outside Hogwarts Castle at this late hour. You know, it's very dangerous for Harry.

Ron pretended to look flustered, just like Neville, he shrunk his neck slightly, if there was some timidity in his eyes, it would be more perfect.

Yeah, Professor Dumbledore won't like us like this, Fan Lin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, as usual, Fan Lin was just so lazy when he was relaxed.

He walked towards Ron, and he seemed to want to pat Ron on the shoulder.

In an instant, the originally relaxed movements became tense, maybe it was because the afterglow of the setting sun had been completely eroded by the night, maybe it was because the girl was so uneasy that I blocked my fist, maybe it was because Ron's body shrank slightly...

Fan Lin...wait a minute... Harry called Fan Lin to a stop, which startled Hermione, and Hermione let out a short and rapid exclamation a little nervously.

For a moment, the air seemed to be a little difficult to flow, and Harry only felt that his breathing became a little difficult.

Let's... let's go back... Harry's voice trembled a little. For some reason, he was afraid that Fan Lin would meet Ron. This feeling came out of nowhere, very strange, as if he was It was like sending back a crystal ball during a divination class, the face that had appeared countless times in newspapers, and then he suddenly appeared in the crystal ball and roared at him.

And Professor Traunie's damned words, in a different tone than usual.

A line will be drawn in the sky, half night and half light, and the white will be infested with black. When someone tries to resist and succeeds, he will find that the real horror stands in the future. The devil's servant will escape , and all he faces is failure, the Boy Who Lived will lead his friends to push the demon into the abyss of destruction, but be careful, your vision can easily be blocked by things, when you...

Professor Tlawney's words came to an abrupt end here, and she seemed to be choked by something, which made Professor Tlawney very painful, and there was a hissing sound in her throat.

This frightened Harry, but fortunately, Professor Tlawney recovered quickly, her face flushed abnormally, Harry asked her what she meant just now, but Professor Tlawney recovered He looked like a crazy stick in the past.

in a normal state.

Harry told Van Lin and Hermione about this, but Hermione just reassured him and reassured him. In fact, Hermione gave a very strong reason, who would care what that old liar said.

Yes, it was that day that Hermione had a falling out with Professor Troney, and it was also Hermione who knocked over the crystal ball to the ground.

But it wasn't until now that Harry suddenly felt that Professor Trelawney was not so undesirable, at least now Harry felt very bad...

Well, indeed, it's time for us to go back... Fan Lin nodded seriously, and he saw a black figure groping over from the darkness. That figure was very familiar, so Fan Lin had the chance to win.

Fan Lin pressed on Ron step by step, and he forced Ron to step back.

Fan Lin's eyes were fixed on Ron's bulging pocket, where is the thing he wanted, as long as this thing can be solved, then Ron's problem is not a problem, except for Hermione...

Thinking of this, Fan Lin couldn't help but feel a little relaxed. He didn't know how to solve the thing he had come up with, but it seemed that he didn't need to solve it.

Ron's body trembled a little, and a voice told him to draw out his wand, as long as he cast a spell on the boy in front of him, he wouldn't have any troubles for a long time.

Memory can be modified, as long as he succeeds, all the right to speak is in his hands.

That voice wanted him to kill Fan Lin.

Suddenly Ron broke out in a cold sweat, and his trembling hand reached into the pocket containing the wand. He found that he had lost control of his body, his head was a little groggy, and he seemed to be completely dominated The same thing, he was even a little excited by that terrible thought...

Ron suddenly stopped shaking, his hand in his pocket became steady, and his eyes were cold.

Ron's arms contracted slightly, and he wanted to draw his wand out, only one thought left him, and that was...

Wow... woof...

The sound of dogs barking broke the silence of the night.

When Harry saw Fan Lin walking towards Ron, he couldn't help feeling nervous. He was afraid that something terrible would happen, and he wanted to stop it, but his body seemed to be a little frozen, and he tried very hard to raise his arms Come, but the body began to be a little bit out of order, until...

Until a black figure rushed over from behind him, it was a pure black dog, and Professor Traunie told him that it was ominous, and indeed it was.

Harry had seen the black dog more than once, the night he ran away, in the darkness of Hogwarts, and Hogsmeade, and he didn't tell anyone because no one believed him.

Until now, the black dog rushed past him. The dog's target was not him, but his good friend Ron. This made Harry's blood seem to freeze, and he felt... Ron would die !

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