Soaring at Hogwarts

"What?" Samantha looked at Hermione confused.

Hermione took the vial in her hand and took a step back.

"There's only enough for one person in here," she said nervously.

Harry and Ron quickly realized what this meant and stood in front of Hermione, blocking Samantha.

Samantha frowned and stretched out her hand.

"Give it to me, Ian is my brother."

"No, I'll go," Harry said, "Voldemort is in there, I can trade me for Ian."

Hermione just shook her head.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this," Ron looked around and tried to smooth things over, "Can't we find a way to get over it? Maybe there are other ways."

"Hermione, do you know how to avoid fire spells or anything like that?" he asked expectantly.

Hermione shook her head.

"Samantha?" Ron turned to Samantha.

Samantha hesitated for a moment, looked at the black flames, stretched out her fingertips, and slowly inserted them.

The flames burned, but Samantha's fingers were unscathed.

The three of them opened their mouths.

"Yes," she leaned over and took off the bell, "it seems like this thing is quite useful."

"In this case," Samantha cleared her mind and said, "You three bring the bells, put on the invisibility cloak, go in first, hide, and no matter what happens, don't act rashly.

After that, I will use the magic potion to pass through and deal with Quirrell. You guys will find a good opportunity to shoot him with a black gun. Do you understand? "

The chain with the bell grew longer on Samantha's hand, extending from being able to be tied around her ankle to a length that could circle the three of them.

The trio nodded solemnly and Hermione handed over the vial.

"By the way, do you know any curses?" Samantha asked suspiciously.

"The Petrifying Curse and the Leg-locking Curse," Harry said, "are absolutely proficient in using them to deal with Malfoy."

"...That's fine."

The trio gathered together and disappeared under the cloak.

Samantha waited another ten seconds, took a deep breath, drank the potion in one gulp, held her breath and moved forward through the flames.

There was only one person inside, Quirrell.

Ian isn't here.

………………Those who have attained the Dao will receive many help, while those who have lost the Dao will receive little help…………

"Professor Quirrell, what do you want from me?" Ian asked.

Quirrell walked beside him and replied: "Let's chat, Ian. I have something I want to ask you to help me with."

His cheeks twitched as he spoke, but his voice was steady and not stuttering at all.

"Oh well."

Go up to the third floor and turn a corner to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

Ian stepped into the room——

"Forget about the empty classroom, Ian." Quirrell pulled Ian out, "Go to my office, the environment there is better."

Quirrell's office desk is filled with crystal balls, tarot cards, tea leaves, divination books and other miscellaneous things.

Ian looked at this with a look of astonishment.

"Please take a seat, Ian," Quirrell said politely, bringing Ian a cup of hot tea.

"As you can see, Ian, I have a problem that has been bothering me for a long time - so I would like to ask you to do a divination."

Quirrell sat upright, "As reward, what do you want? Gold? You can buy a wardrobe of new robes.

Magical knowledge?I am also well-stocked in this area.No matter what it is, I will never let you down. "

Ian braced himself - was this why Quirrell kept being close to him?

He asked curiously: "Well, can I ask first, do you want to divine something?"

"We all know that Voldemort is still lurking in a corner of the world, which can't help but worry us - so I want to know," Quirrell crossed his hands and covered his face, with most of his face hidden behind his hands, "what kind of power ——Or, 'how' to defeat Voldemort. So, is there any reward for this question?"

Ian Gui knows what kind of reward he will receive according to the rules of divination.

However, he still looked at ease on the face.

He picked up the stack of tarot cards - and the divination book next to it - and said calmly: "Let's see, the tarot will tell us what we should be paid."

Shuffle the deck and mix the cards as you like.

Cut the cards, stack them a few times and lay them sideways.

After laying out the cards, the next step is to draw the cards.

This is why I chose Tarot. The process is very simple, almost like drawing poker.Even if Ian doesn't pay special attention to these, he can still do a good job.

He quietly glanced at Quirrell, who seemed to have no objection to his method.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, then calmed down and let go of his thoughts.

After a moment of silence, Ian drew a card.

——Major Arcana, sequence two, priestess.

"Priestess?" Quirrell leaned forward and asked, "Upright position? Reversed position? What does it mean?"

Ian doesn't understand either.

He didn't expect the upright and reverse position at all.

However, Ian still looked at the cards calmly and said: "It's upright for me, reversed for you - it doesn't matter, let's see what reward she prompts us to ask for."

Then he opened the divination book and calmly acted as if it was normal to do so.

Priestess - Wisdom.

Positive interpretation: Develop the inner mysterious potential, predict that the future will change, think deeply, have sharp insights, and have accurate intuition.

Reversed position meaning: excessive mysophobia, ignorance, greed, short-sightedness, excessive self-esteem, biased judgment, foolhardiness, and pretentiousness.

There was a long explanation of the cards behind it, and Ian quickly scanned it—he found it.

"...The Priestess represents a period of withdrawal and negative reflection, but it is enough to revive the inner strength..." Ian read, "Yes, I get it."

He raised his head and looked directly at Quirrell: "'Retreat and negative reflection', Professor, the reward I need is your reflection, or in other words, confession."

Quirrell froze, and after a second, he forced a smile and said: "I will, then, let's get started. Or Tarot?"

"It's still Tarot." Ian said - he was using it quite smoothly just now.

While answering, he spread the divination book on his lap and read quietly while shuffling the cards slowly.

——The Grand Cross Array is used to analyze the factors affecting the problem, the causes of the problem, the main solutions and the final result.

OK, it's you.

Shuffle, cut, draw, and arrange cards.

"Then let's see...

The factors that affect the defeat of the mysterious man are: Temperance, Reversed, Queen, Upright... The reasons why the Mysterious Man needs to be defeated are: Judgment, Reversed... Okay, let me see what you care about...

Ways to solve the mystery man: wheel of fortune, right position.

The final result of the struggle with the mysterious man: justice and integrity. "

"It looks like the result is pretty good, Professor, you don't have to worry about the safety of the wizarding world anymore." Ian raised his head in a playful manner, staring at Quirrell's smirking face.

"Then, then, what force defeated Voldemort?" Quirrell reluctantly asked.

"Isn't it obvious, professor?" Ian pointed at the tarot cards and said, "'Wheel of Fortune', the goddess of fate has destined the mysterious man's defeat."

Quirrell suddenly became angry.

"what--!"

He howled sharply, stood up suddenly, and overturned the table to the ground.

Ian quickly hid behind the chair.

The Tarot cards were scattered all over the floor, and the destiny cards were flying lightly, but they happened to fall in front of Quirrell.

"Shit!"

Quirrell cursed, looking furious, and tremblingly pulled out his wand and pointed it at Ian.