Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

At this time, Dean noticed that Firenze suddenly frowned.

"What did you find again?" Dean asked curiously.

"Are you planning to leave recently?" Firenze asked.

"How could it be?" Dean had just returned to Hogwarts not long ago and had no intention of leaving before the next holiday.

"But the star suddenly disappeared." Firenze shook his head, "Divination is indeed not an easy thing to master."

"Maybe that star doesn't represent me." Dean guessed.

"No, I can see from the trajectory of that star that you will definitely not go wrong if you come here tonight." Firenze said with certainty.

"So you have foreseen my arrival before?" Dean asked.

"Otherwise, what you will encounter today is Bain - he is not a good-tempered person." Firenze said.

"Did you send him away specifically to see me?" Dean asked a little horrified.

"I switched patrol times with him," Firenze admitted. "I hope you didn't disappoint me."

"Haven't there been enough prophecies about unicorns?"

"You only warned about this incident and did not tell the exact time." Firenze said.

"Well, around Easter, two unicorns will be attacked one after another. If you don't take precautions, they are likely to die - couldn't you have predicted this?" After Dean finished speaking, he noticed the system Another mission has been posted.

"Mission: Save the Unicorn

Because of your vigilance, you can predict in advance that the unicorn will face a crisis and prevent the unicorn from being harmed.

Reward: 1 pint of unicorn blood and 10 ounces of unicorn horn powder.Title: Unicorn Friend.

Title: Friend of Unicorns, your reputation among the unicorn community will reach respect and will not decrease. "

"The trajectories of the stars will only show certain futures. It does not mean that you can get the corresponding results just by divination." Firenze explained.

"So are you satisfied with the prediction I gave?" Dean asked.

"Besides warning, what else can you do?" Firenze avoided Dean's question.

"It seems you are not satisfied." Dean smiled.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Although we horse people live in the Forbidden Forest, it does not mean that we need to be responsible for the safety of the Forbidden Forest." Firenze reminded, "If the person who hurts the unicorn is too powerful, the horse will People don’t choose head-on confrontation.”

"I understand." Dean said, "I will find a way to find out or hold back the guy who wants to harm the unicorn in advance, but I am not sure of everything; so I hope you will notify me if you find anything abnormal. , I will try my best to avoid tragedy."

"If you can fulfill your promise, you will gain my friendship." Firenze seemed very satisfied with Dean's answer.

The system prompts that Dean has gained 10 friendship points from Firenze.

"I noticed that you were not surprised when you learned my name, but you just said you had never heard of my name. Why is that?" Dean asked curiously.

"The stars will guide me on the right path - Mysterious Walker is just a code name, right? Anyone can use it, and you may also use a different code name." Firenze said meaningfully.

……

After Dean said goodbye to Firenze, he quietly sneaked back to the castle.

I don't know if "Ron's bond" was at work, but Dean didn't meet a single person or ghost until he appeared in front of the Fat Lady's portrait in his true colors. The journey went incredibly smoothly.

"Pig nose." Dean told the fat lady the password for the new semester.

"You came back a little late." The fat lady glanced at Dean dissatisfied.

"Luckily you haven't gone out to visit yet." Dean replied.

Last semester, Neville had to stay out overnight because the Fat Lady came to visit. That day was Dean's first time pretending to be a Mystic Walker, so he was deeply impressed.

"I'm almost leaving because I'm already late because of you!" The fat lady glared.

"Then open the door quickly and let me in, and then you can visit!" Dean didn't understand why the fat lady had the time to tease him.

"Don't be so late next time, otherwise I won't let you in even if Dumbledore begs for mercy!" the Fat Lady warned.

Dean checked the time and saw that it was still a long time before going to bed. Did the Fat Lady take the wrong medicine today?

As soon as Dean entered the dormitory, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere. All the roommates were in the dormitory. When they saw him coming in, they all focused on him.

After mastering the Disguise Charm, Dean was so confident in his disguise skills that unless someone touched him, he would never notice that it was not him but a pillow on the bed.

Dean felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had revealed his secret by sneaking out this time.

"Dean, where have you been? Are you lost again?" Seamo forced a smile, breaking the awkward atmosphere in the dormitory.

"I was a little hungry, so I went out to find something to eat." Dean made a random excuse, "What's wrong? The atmosphere is weird."

"Dean, you'd better check to see if there's anything missing." Ron reminded with a solemn look, "Our dormitory may have been robbed."

"How is that possible? The door is guarded by the Fat Madam!" Dean shrugged. Although the Fat Madam was not very friendly today, her professionalism deserves recognition. "Besides, didn't you report it to the prefect or Professor McGonagall? "

"No. It seems that only our dormitory has been burglarized so far, so we think..." Harry said hesitantly.

"What if, I mean what if, the thief is not someone else, but someone from within Gryffindor?" Ron murmured softly.

"Even inside our dormitory?" Harry said seriously, "I don't think we should doubt any of our own!"

Ron had a look of relief on his face and glanced at the others with an expression that said "Look, Dean thinks so too"!

"Who knows, until the investigation is clear, everyone is suspected, right?" Seamus muttered.

Dean looked around at everyone and saw an unhappy look on their faces. It seemed that they had had a dispute before he came back.

"Dean, can you predict who the thief is?" Seamus suggested enthusiastically.

"I'm afraid not." Dean glanced at Seamus, "My prediction ability is not as powerful as you think, and the predictions are not 100% accurate. - Seamus, don't let me predict anything in the future. During the holidays, I Because of the prophecies, I have suffered enough.”

"Oh, so that's true?" Seamo hesitated.

"We'll talk about it later!" Dean gave Seamus a warning look.

Sure enough, Seamus knew about his interrogation at the Ministry of Magic during the holidays.

"Okay!" Probably because Dean's eyes were too scary, Seamus covered his mouth in fear.