All things are three at Hogwarts

At this time, an inner door in the temple was opened by clergy wizards, announcing that the funeral had officially begun.

Alan Harris, the owner of Hogwarts, was slowly walking forward from the door along the aisle between the seats. Anka stood on his shoulders, with golden tail feathers hanging down from in front of him, and fell into his arms. On top of a jar made entirely from a single piece of crystal, half a jar of ashes danced slightly inside as Allen moved around.

This made some wizards who saw this scene feel uncomfortable. They actually used a transparent jar to let everyone see the ashes of Professor Flitwick. This weird Ravenclaw style made them touch it. It is unreasonable, this approach is too unreasonable and disrespectful to the deceased.

But Professor McGonagall, who likes to talk about rules, nodded with some satisfaction at this time. Only wizards who know Flitwick well enough can understand Alan's intention. As a Raven who has a greedy thirst for knowledge. Flitwick, who serves as the headmaster of Crowe Academy, would definitely not want to stay in a dark and closed space after his death.

Suspended in the glass cover on the tray in the hands of Katie and another priest who followed Alan were Professor Flitwick's magic robes and staff.

The raven on the ceiling seemed to be organized, following and hovering above Allen's head until he walked to the large table in the middle and carefully placed the crystal jar on the stone table. The ravens circled clockwise around the stone table, and then fluttered to some of the top beams of the temple, quietly waiting for the funeral to begin.

Now the temple choir and the Hogwarts choir sang melodious and sad music together. Infected by this atmosphere, many people were crying silently, with shiny tears on their faces.

When Allen, who was already pale, put down the crystal jar, his eyes filled with sadness closed slightly. His hands with bluish joints stayed on the crystal jar for a long time before letting go, as if the crystal jar had taken away everything that day. of warmth.

All the clergy of the temple lined up on both sides and faced the crystal jar. The strange and sad music stopped, and the wind passed through the temple through the doors and windows, leaving several long whimpering sounds.

The sound of Allen clearing his throat resounded in the silent temple, catching the ears of all listeners in an instant. Except for a few words about "Master of Charms", "Duel Champion" and the like at the beginning, he did not go into too much detail about Professor Flitwick's life achievements like a normal funeral for a famous wizard.

Instead, he chose to talk about Flitwick's feelings since he met the professor, and recounted the warm little things in life from the perspectives of first student, later colleague, and finally boss.

The unique design of the temple allowed Allen's words to be clearly conveyed to the ears of every wizard who came to attend the funeral, and captured the ears of all listeners.

Even if the wizards sitting in the seats have never interacted with the professor, these warm little things were attracted by the professor's personality charm after Allen told them so sincerely. Not only those witches, but also those who came to participate Even a strong man like Vasily, who attended the funeral, had red eyes after hearing this...

The wizards of Hogwarts are clearly aware that Professor Flitwick is dead and gone, and will never appear in front of them again...

The terrible truth struck them more relentlessly and undeniably than ever.

"Professor Flitwick will be solemnly recorded in the history of Hogwarts, and the best destination for his relics is to return to his favorite magic..." Allen paused and calmed down. He suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, stretched out his arm and drew a circle in front of him, "Please don't be nervous..."

Suddenly, the stone wall behind Allen cracked to both sides, revealing the passage behind it.

The entire temple suddenly moved: the tall windows began to rotate and tilt to the right little by little, and the rows of seats protruded forward, like the tracks of tanks, rotating with the people on them.

The interior of this huge temple seemed to come alive. The whole room began to move like food in the digestive tract. The walls were like dominoes and like wheels that were constantly rotating, like waves, layer by layer. The ground rolled forward, but the wizards inside did not feel any discomfort. It was like sitting on a magic bus. No matter how the temple changed or expanded, the people sitting inside would not feel any shaking.

Allen's move surprised even temple wizards like Katie Bell. Allen has this kind of authority in the Ravenclaw Temple. Not to mention that they have it, they have never even heard of this function. Pass. The wizards were shocked by this use of space that was far beyond that of ordinary wizards, but out of respect for the funeral of such a powerful wizard's beloved mentor, none of them made a sound.

The blue gauze curtain by the window stopped swinging, and the temple returned to its previous static state. The room they were in was connected to another well-known hall in the temple.

What occupied all the sight of the wizards was the hexagonal platform located in the center of the interior. On the platform, among the six obsidian stone pillars engraved with layers of magic words stood a round sphere with a diameter of 150 feet, which looked like a A huge crystal ball that emits light blue light.

The Nether energy core that was temporarily given to the public and made them think it powered the entire floating city.

After entering the room, the rich magic in the air made every pore of the wizards greedily absorb the magic. This comfort and enrichment that almost penetrated into their souls made them tremble involuntarily, and they sat in their positions without thinking about it. Move and enjoy the comfort and pleasure brought by this magical power. Although the Mithron core now provides energy very stably, there will not be the strong and intoxicating explosion that occurred when Hogwarts took off or the entire city was teleported. In a trance, you forget your purpose and where you are, and you are so comfortable that you temporarily lose your mind.

But for many wizards who came here for the first time today because they were attending funerals, this was the first time they enjoyed this indescribable, almost indescribable comfort.

Seeing that many wizards who were not used to being close to high-concentration magic were still in a trance, Allen gently patted the Anka on his shoulder. Seeing that the other party made no movement, he patted it again. Phoenix pretended that he had just woken up. After pecking his earlobe affectionately with his beak, Allen reluctantly nuzzled Phoenix's beak with his nose.

"Cack!"

In this new hall where the two rooms are connected, the song of Phoenix Anka can be heard.

Anka is actually a bit forced to do business. It rarely interacts with Professor Flitwick. Although the other party often enters its spouse's office, Flitwick is not used to bringing it little treats from time to time like Grindelwald. He didn't even feed him snacks or those famous cakes, so Anka himself had no feelings for the headmaster of Ravenclaw.

And more importantly, Anka realized that his spouse had an offspring with the powerful creature disguised as a witch, and because of this, Allen spent much less time with it, which made it very jealous and panicked. In its little mind, it thought that since Allen could give birth to offspring, there might be something wrong with its own body if it hadn't had an egg to hatch for so long.

For this reason, Anka even secretly set himself on fire in an attempt to cure the disease by resurrecting from the ashes, but there was no change, which made him even more panicked. Therefore, even though he fully understood Allen's intentions, Anka deliberately needed him to be intimate with her a few times, Take the opportunity to maintain the relationship before you are willing to contribute.

The cry of the phoenix, which was enhanced by the special structure inside the temple, quickly restored calm to the wizards. This was like the fairy music floating from another world, making these heads turn and search. When they woke up, their expressions were somewhat different. Astonished.