The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

In an instant, the ink marks on the white paper were messily mixed together, and they quickly formed a picture.

The pictures change rapidly, but they are like doodles like stick figures.

When it finally stopped, all the simple drawings suddenly appeared, outlined into a set of strange circular patterns.

The pattern doesn't look complicated at first glance, but in fact it has various small lines outlined.Its outer edge is a circular river, with waves inward, and various weapons floating and sinking in it. It is vaguely visible that there are three kinds of creatures at the bottom that overcome "gravity" and swim upstream.

There is a spine-like wand in the center of the pattern. At all the "joints", a grinning skull can be vaguely seen. The central node stretches out a pair of bone wings and a pair of bone claws, as if to drag the observer into the abyss. .

There is another circle around the wand, and outside the circle is a triangle, which is the main internal frame. Near the frame, countless tree roots spread, entwining the frame and intertwining with each other.

From a distance, the inside looks like a triangular eye with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil - while the outside is a container that traps the "eye".

When the final pattern was just formed, the white paper emitted a silver-blue light. However, the silver-blue light floated from the paper. Then, the silver-blue pattern light flew somewhere, and the white paper returned to matt again.

——The direction of the silver-blue pattern is someone.

"Long time no see, never see you again." Nico Flamel looked at the painting and said softly.

He walked tremblingly to the fireplace, raised his right hand, and watched the white paper slowly turn into ashes in the fireplace.

……

"Fleur?!"

Ricardo looked at Little Fleur in surprise as she sat on the sofa in the hall. Her slightly wet hair showed that she had just taken a shower.

"Ah? Ah!"

The little girl was also shocked when she saw him. The wand used to dry her hair with the magic spell fell to the ground, and she was a little confused in surprise.

The little girl who had just taken a bath had a rosy face and delicate and moist lips. Her slightly blow-dried hair hung in front of her white collarbone. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her sky-blue pupils were as blurred as gauze due to loss of focus. The mist cage has a different kind of charm.

The long line of snow was covered, and the water drops slid down from her collarbone, soaking her top and making her dizzy.

The pure feeling brought by the bath was intertwined with the seductive feeling of Lotus itself. Ricardo took one look and quickly closed it. When he opened it again, he had returned to the teacher's desireless demeanor.

"The wand was lost due to the sudden appearance of an acquaintance. Fleur Delacour, the future of your reaction quality is worrying."

Hibiscus: ...

No, am I being ignored?

"It's because it's you..."

She tried to say something, but what she received in exchange was Ricardo's shockingly calm analysis:

"So that means, if someone uses my appearance to carry out various forms of sneak attacks on you, you will lose your basic judgment ability, and then lose your basic offensive ability and be arrested..."

These words made Furong's pupils lose focus again. Of course, this time the situation was different from before.

By the time Ricardo finished his education, Fleur seemed to have been struck by something unknown, and she was confused and confused.

"What? Are you dizzy again now?"

Ricardo frowned and touched Furong's forehead, but unconsciously glanced down slightly from the corner of his eye.

The girl's fragile neck and delicate collarbone were exposed, and she was as white as the first snow.

"No...it's fine!"

Fleur straightened up in panic, indicating that she was fine.

The fingertips were cold, but they tickled her heart.

"So..." Ricardo didn't think too much and asked instead:

"Why are you here? You and Mr. Flamel... also know each other?"

"When I was copying books for you," Fleur said, it took a long time for her to return to normal. "Principal Maxim introduced Madame Flamel and me once, and then I discovered that my parents are also very familiar with them."

"That's it...then this is it now?" Ricardo understood and nodded.

"My parents asked me to spend Christmas noon with them and then go back in the evening," Fleur said, standing up. "Then, I just helped Madame Flamel hoe the gnomes, so I took a bath."

"Okay. But - so - you haven't asked Mr. Flamel for a spell yet?! This is soul damage!"

Ricardo thought about the slightly damaged soul and his voice was a little urgent.

"Do you still remember this?!" Furong's focus was completely different from his, but her brows were clearly excited.

"What a...sigh," Ricardo shook his head. He was also in a hurry that day, so he healed her once and then forgot about it.

This time the situation is slightly worse than before. If Ricardo hadn't been studying soul magic recently, he probably wouldn't be able to feel it.

"Sit down." Ricardo pressed Furong Xiang's shoulder - the delicate snow skin almost made his hand slip off - and motioned her to sit down, then stretched out his hand and touched the top of her head.

"What...is this for?" Fleur asked curiously.

"This is called the immortal caressing your head and using his hands to crush the heavenly spirit." Ricardo said a Chinese language that Furong couldn't understand, and then recited the magic spell. Then, a white light rose from his fingertips and poured into Furong's brain. department.

This is therapy and memory instillation.

In fact, the damage to Fleur Delacour's soul was not great at all. Ricardo had that much damage in his third year.

But this was the person he cared about after all, and the injury could easily have negative consequences. The two factors combined made Ricardo extremely worried.

As for why they don't teach magic spells step by step, but transfer memories?After all, Ricardo has been busy recently, so using memory to instill it is the best choice.

After being indoctrinated so many times, it was finally his turn to instill it in others.

"Done!" Ricardo didn't notice it himself and breathed a sigh of relief. "You should pay attention to learning more about that magic. It focuses on soul-level treatment, which is different from the focus of those hospitals."

"How long have you had this magic?"

Fleur suddenly interrupted him.

"Half a year, what's wrong?" Ricardo didn't understand the meaning.

"In other words, you have been affected by the soul damage of black magic for the past four years?"

Fleur's voice was a bit terrifyingly deep, almost like an old mother who had seen her sneaking into an Internet cafe to play games.

"It's okay...my soul is quite strong, and..." Those miscellaneous diseases were all thrown into the trash bin by him last year - bah, second personality.

"Humph!"

The little girl looked particularly angry, staring at Ricardo with her big eyes, ranging from angry to full of distress.

Ricardo was also panicked by the distress, and said quickly: "I...I'm going to help Madam Flamel!"

Looking at the boy's leaving figure, Furong endured it again and again, but still asked softly:

"Then if it were me, if those people pretended to be me, what would you do...?"

The boy in front of him paused slightly, standing as if deep in thought.

Soon, firm words came out of his mouth:

"I can't tell the difference. Certainly not."

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