A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

The flying carpet gradually slowed down and stopped in a valley.

"Don't you just fly in?" Yunieff asked.

"It's better to follow the traditions of Hogwarts for the rest of the journey." The wizard scholar said, "After all, Hogwarts has a lot of protective circles. It would be very bad if it was regarded as an enemy and set fire to it. My flying carpet is definitely gone.”

"So you feel sorry for the flying carpet." Connie muttered.

"Otherwise, would I still feel sorry for you?" the wizard scholar said.

The therapist observed the valley, which was filled with snow. It was not yet dark, but several plants were fluorescing slightly.

"Firefly, are the seeds floating in the wind from Hogwarts?"

No one spoke to her, and no one here except her was particularly interested in herbal medicine.

Walking out of the valley along the rugged path, you will see a small village dotted with stone houses.

"Hogsmeade, some professors will live here." The wizard scholar said, "I have an old friend who lives here, but I'd better not disturb him at this time. His old bones can't stand such a torment. , let him get enough sleep first."

"You must be quite old." The therapist said. She was somewhat interested in this topic. "But it's well maintained and can't be seen from the outside. Did you use some magic potion?"

"No, but some people find it difficult to look old because their mentality always remains young." The wizard scholar said, "If this young heart is ruthlessly washed away by the years and does not grow old, the body will naturally be affected. Stay alive despite this infection!”

"You are the legendary old shameless person," Connie complained.

"That's true, but it's a pity that I was a little older when I reached this level. Otherwise, maybe I could still maintain the shyness of a young man?" the wizard scholar boasted.

"That's too bad," Connie said. "It's just so wrong to think that a very young-looking body contains a seventy-year-old soul."

"Oh, this is because you are young and don't understand." The wizard scholar said, "In fact, such talents are popular. Generally speaking, young people are not rich in experience, and people with rich experience are not young, but Both of these are qualities that people like, and each has its own interest. If these two qualities are skillfully integrated, wouldn’t there be anyone who doesn’t like it?”

"It would be great if these two qualities could be perfectly expressed." The therapist began to analyze from the perspective of potions. "However, just like making potions, the opposite properties are easy to neutralize, and in the end nothing will be reflected. Not coming out.”

"Then how do you usually solve this kind of problem?" Yunieff asked.

The therapist said: "The only way I can think of is to use a buffered neutral substance as the base for blending. I don't know what method Ms. Hufflepuff would use."

While chatting like this, we walked along a muddy path. The snow melted under the steps and turned into ice-cold water that soaked into our boots.

"Do you know?" the wizard scholar said to Yunieff, "If the snow is dry pine, it is actually not cold at all and is very fun. But if it melts like now, it will absorb energy from the surroundings. No matter how thick it is, No clothes can stop it.”

"What do you want to say?" asked Junifer.

"I'm just expressing my feelings about this situation." said the wizard scholar.

"Then why are you telling me?" Yunieff asked.

"Because I think only you can listen to these words." said the wizard scholar.

"What do you mean?" Connie hugged the therapist and said, "Are you looking down on us?"

"No, no!" said the wizard scholar, "It's similar to the relationship between a key and a keyhole. Each key corresponds to each lock, but this one may be more suitable for Yuniev."

Yunieff thought that if Anna was here, she might complain about the wizard scholar and say, you took the wrong medicine when you came out of the gladiatorial arena, or changed your temper, etc. It's a pity that Anna is not here, but it is him, although he has some thoughts in his heart. Similar complaints, but not expressed openly.

They soon came to an iron gate. The gate was very ornate. There were many stone pillars on both sides. There were wild boars with wings on the top of the stone pillars. It is said that Ravenclaw dreamed that a wild boar took her to a cliff by a lake. The site was chosen and Hogwarts Castle was built here.

Yunieff suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart. He didn't know whether it was after ten years or a thousand years. He came to Hogwarts again (although he entered through the main gate instead of crossing the lake). The complicated emotions came to him. But life.

I want to go back, but my thoughts are getting stronger.

At this time, the iron door was being closed tightly. Connie asked: "How should I get in? Is it too early?"

Judging from the celestial phenomena, including the season, it is estimated to be five or six o'clock at this time. If it is summer, there may be people out and about, but in winter, they will definitely be under the covers.

"That's a problem." said the wizard scholar.

"Hey, when you came here, didn't you think about how to get in?" Connie said.

"I have thought about it," said the wizard scholar. "I thought Ms. Cassandra would have anticipated our arrival and arranged for someone to come out to greet us. But now there is no one, and I feel strange."

"...You think too highly of yourself," Connie said.

"What does it mean to think too highly of oneself?" said the wizard scholar, "We are connected by the contract back then."

He was talking about Hogwarts, Slytherin and the Arena. Connie and the therapist came late and didn't know about these things.

"Let me think about what to do?" He suddenly looked over and said, "Yunifo, why don't you just shoot the door, someone will definitely come."

Junifer said, "I don't have a wand. Can you lend me yours?"

So the wizard scholar actually took out a wand from his pocket, which was a rare brass color (usually black or brown), and said: "Be careful, don't break it."

"Is this really okay?" Connie asked. It was the first time she saw these two people being lawless, and it was hard to accept it for a while. She just felt that her past actions were simply dwarfed. "Are we here to visit? Are we here? Actually, I’m here to cause trouble.”

Lulu rarely said a word: "Master, I also feel that something is not good. The old master may still be here. If you do this, you may alert the snake. It would be bad if the old master runs away."

"There's no need to worry about that," Yunieff said. "Apparition is prohibited in Hogwarts. If he were here, where would he be able to go for a while? On the contrary, as time goes by, the nights will become longer and more dreams will come."

I saw a hidden stream of light flashing through the wand in his hand, stretching and enlarging, and suddenly it was a new magic gun.

And the therapist had long since stepped aside.