[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

Hagrid held a lamp and escorted the group of young wizards back to the castle. After they went in, he looked back meaningfully in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

The forbidden forest is not peaceful at this moment.

Dumbledore put his hands behind his back and stood solemnly in front of the centaur Firenze.

"Even if you are the greatest wizard, you will never get the answer you want from me, Headmaster Dumbledore." Firenze said distantly and politely, his gentle tone having nothing to do with the unquestionable content.

Their race has its own rules.

Dumbledore immediately understood the key to this sentence—the problem he was worried about did exist, and was valued by the centaurs.

The wizard and the centaur had been fighting for several minutes, and finally, one of them lowered his head first.

Firenze raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, and couldn't help but think of his first meeting with that person.

A face so exquisite that it is hard to look away, the Malfoy family's iconic platinum hair color, and the yew wand that is in tune with her heart.

Alicia Malfoy, a turning point, a crucial figure in the future Second Wizarding War.

Darkness and light, evil and justice, destruction and salvation, every choice she makes will bring an unexpected ending.

Firenze knew that the savior was the hope of the magic world and would be the next spiritual leader of the white camp.

But he couldn't see the trajectory of Alicia's fate.

He only knew that the girl's future was much more than this.

If she turns to darkness, then evil will shroud the world.

If she chooses light, then justice will be upheld.

A magical girl, an extreme existence.

"Alicia Malfoy is your student." Firenze murmured, "You should fulfill your responsibilities as a teacher."

You are not only the guide of the savior, not only the hope of Gryffindor, but also the greatest wizard in the wizarding world.

Dumbledore understood the centaur's implication, and he knew that this was the answer that Firenze had given after much thought and risk.

He couldn't ask for more.

The old man with white beard also raised his head and said with a smile: "Of course, I always hope that all my students will shine like the stars tonight."

Firenze did not continue the topic as he heard the call from his companion Bane.

Before leaving, he turned back and warned Dumbledore: "Don't come to me again unless something very dangerous happens."

After saying this, Firenze ran into the depths of the forbidden forest without hesitation.

Dumbledore just stood there quietly, watching the centaur leave.

He knew that Firenze had, after all, given him a reason to seek help.

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On the other hand, the Malfoy siblings, who had just returned to the common room, looked up and saw Theodore pacing back and forth.

The moment the two stepped into the door, Theodore seemed to finally feel relieved. He turned around and came to the two of them, saying softly, "You're back. It's late, go back to the dormitory."

Alicia nodded dazedly. Her biggest wish now was to throw herself on the bed and have a sweet date with her quilt.

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Get some good sleep. I'll arrange for the house elf to deliver breakfast to you after you wake up." Draco said calmly, "We can talk about everything after breakfast."

The girl realized what her brother was talking about. She sighed, reached into the pocket of her robes, and pulled out a small bottle of potion.

That was the pocket that Dad had cast a stretching charm on for her.

Alicia handed the potion to her brother, and then whispered, "Dreamless potion, if you really can't sleep, drink some."

Draco ruffled the top of her head, accepting the concern from his sister.

Theodore next to him remained silent. He seemed to know when to express his opinion and when to remain silent.

After the brother and sister finished playing charades, the boy smiled at the girl. He did not ask what they had experienced tonight, but just said gently: "Good night, Xia, have a good dream."

"Good night, Theodore." Alicia, whose mood had improved, did not hesitate to smile brightly.

The girl dragged her tired steps back to the dormitory. She couldn't wait to cast a clothes-changing spell on herself, and then lay down on the soft mattress with a satisfied look on her face.

Pansy, who shared the same bed with her, also seemed very worried about her - Alicia had no chance to cast a spell on Pansy tonight, which was why the latter had not fallen asleep yet.

Every time she went to Quirrell's office, she would make sure Pansy would never wake up in the middle of the trip.

To this end, she even invented an advanced version of the stunning spell.

Deep sleeping spell.

As the name suggests, this spell puts a sleeping person into a near-coma. It is harmless to the body, but unlike the coma spell, the person will remain in a coma unless there is a counter-spell.

It will allow the cursed person to gradually reshape himself under the reminder of his biological clock.

In order to cover up her whereabouts as much as possible, Alicia racked her brains.

Her hard work paid off, and she finally developed an improved version of the spell.

However, when the Dark Lord heard about this, he was very disdainful - he was already able to use advanced dark magic in his first year.

At this time, Pansy, who was not under the curse, seemed to be forcing herself to wait for her to come back despite her sleepiness: "Alicia, you are finally back! Before I went back to the dormitory, Theodore was still saying that if you still didn't show up in the lounge within five minutes, he would go to find the dean."

Alicia sighed deeply, turned her head towards Pansy, and complained resentfully, "Don't mention it. It's all Draco's fault. He had to make trouble for Potter, and we ended up being put in detention with Potter and the others."

Pansy rested her elbows on the pillow and looked at the girl who had spoken in surprise.

Although they often interacted with each other due to family reasons and had a good relationship, this was the first time that Alicia spoke to her in such a coquettish tone. Did this mean that their friendship had taken a step further?

"It's that Potter again. Why is he so annoying?" Pansy's disgust for the Savior increased a little more. She hypocritically ignored the fact that it was Draco who wanted to cause trouble for Harry Potter tonight.

"Um, yes, annoying Potter." Alicia was so sleepy that she couldn't speak clearly. She muttered softly, "I can't do it anymore. I'm really sleepy. Good night, Pansy."

Merlin knows how cute Alicia is like this!!

Alicia Malfoy, who is usually arrogant and sharp-tongued in front of outsiders and warm on the outside but cold on the inside in front of them, actually has such a soft side!

If Theodore knew that he had seen this scene, he would probably be jealous to death.

Pansy, who had a rich imagination, tactfully suppressed her angry voice and whispered, "Good night, Alicia."

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Dundo: I knew Firenze was a good centaur!

Theodore: Thea is back? That's good. After all, there is a 99.99% chance that she will be my fiancée. The rest is none of my business.

Author: Thank you to all the gifts! Thank you very much! And to all the comments and urging for updates!

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