HP pure blood glory

Today was Saturday, although there was no class, Louis still showed up at the long table in Slytherin on time.

Blaise looked a little listless, he wanted to speak a few times, but he held back - Pansy couldn't stand it anymore, she rescued the poor plate from Blaise's hands, "Just say what you want to say." Speak."

Blaise looked even more depressed, as if he was still a little uneasy, he lowered his voice, "I have to say, the Chamber of Secrets might exist—a Gryffindor first-year was petrified last night— We all know that there is a basilisk in the secret room according to the rumor..."

Draco's movements stopped for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, his face hardly changed, "It has nothing to do with us." He said, and then put down his fork, "I'm going to the library to finish teaching paper, come together?"

Louis nodded.

Then the two stood up from the table and walked towards the library.

Maybe it's because they came earlier, and they didn't enter the exam week, so there weren't many people in the library.Louis and Draco found a cubicle for four and went inside.

Because it was almost winter, there was already snow-white mist on the glass windows. Louis brought a large glass of warm ginger water, and a sip could instantly warm him up.

But the boy didn't really like the taste of ginger, he wrinkled his nose in disgust every time and took a small sip from Louis' cup, "It's so bad." He said mercilessly.

Louis basically ignored the boy's criticism, because every time he drank, the boy would come over to join in the fun, which was a typical mistake.

For the whole weekend, they stayed in the library like this. In fact, they had already finished all their homework on the first afternoon, because it was not the exam week, and the teachers of various subjects would not embarrass them with piles of papers... So After finishing their homework, the two of them borrowed a lot of books with the professor's authority that Louis had obtained and came back to read them.

Draco has read a lot of books in the past two days, most of which are related to magical creatures; Louis is not interested in magical creatures, he is still studying that "Soul and Body" - this book is very good, let him Have a deeper understanding of the nature of the soul.

When it’s meal time, someone will bring food to them—this is the advantage of the cubicles. A cubicle costs two silver Sickles a day. Although it is a bit expensive, the treatment is very good.

Then before curfew, the two of them would walk slowly back to the Slytherin dungeon with their books in their arms, and Louis enjoyed it.

The two of them walked in the moonlight-filled corridor, quietly, and without talking, they would feel a kind of inner peace—to paraphrase the words in the book Louis read recently, it was "peace of soul, expression a stable state."

Sometimes, they will say a few words before going to bed, mostly the boy is talking about some of his fantasies - for example, he actually wanted to be an inventor when he was young - Edgar Straw For another example, he actually adores Sai Kelisa Tugwood (this fully shows the boy's mentality of loving beauty, because Tugwood is probably most famous for her inventions for beauty and make-up. Potions); he also rambled on about some of his assumptions about potions—since the phase of the moon can affect potions, can the weather also affect it?If a change in time can create a new potion, is the change regular?

Louis lay beside the boy and listened quietly. Most of the time, he didn't say a word. He didn't pull up the overturned quilt until the boy was a little sleepy, covered the two of them, and went to sleep.

But sometimes he would also ask a few questions along the boy's imagination—in fact, many of the boy's imaginations are very interesting. It was the first time that Louis discovered the common ground between Charms and Potions—if his thesis hadn't If it was handed in, he thought he could write another ten inches.

It was another night full of moonlight, Louis closed his eyes, and it seemed that he opened them again for a moment, and found himself standing in another place.

This is a dark laboratory.

Standing in front of him was a boy who was about the same size as him, with the same blond hair and blue eyes, busy on the console.

Louis didn't really like this kind of scene, in fact, he didn't like dark things very much - black magic is not dark, he needs to emphasize this - just take the three unforgivable curses, they are characterized as black The magic is purely because of their powerful magical attack power, not the blackening that this spell brings to the caster.

There should be no distinction between good and evil in magic.

He tried to move his arms and legs - this time without any restraints, and he held his wand in his hand - which made Louis feel somewhat safe.

He took two steps to the side without making any sound.

But even if he made any noise, the boy standing next to the console probably wouldn't notice him, because the boy was concentrating on recording something—he had a pencil in his mouth, and a special purpose tool in his hand. The dragon leather gloves, kept busy with something.

Probably because of the distance and the poor light, Louis couldn't see what the other party was doing.

But there was a feeling of disgust in his heart-this feeling was actually somewhat inexplicable-Louis felt that he shouldn't be so quick to characterize a person he had never met before, but before he figured it out , the scene changed.

This time, he stood on the stage, and there were many people wearing black wizard robes beside him—he looked down at his attire, and it was exactly the same black wizard robe, which was pinned on his left chest. A gold plate with the word "Meyer" engraved on it.

In the middle of this line of people was a very old woman with a stack of parchments in her hand, but she had obviously finished reading them, so Louis had no idea what was going on here, because everyone It's a serious look.

There was only a lone student standing in the audience, with blond hair and blue eyes.He was wearing a thick fur cloak, and he looked a little rebellious.

When the elderly woman put down the parchment in her hand, he clearly heard the boy under the stage let out a disdainful "hum", then turned around and strode away.

Only then did Louis notice that he was standing in a small auditorium - black and red ribbons hung from the ceiling.

When the boy left, the group on the stage were obviously relieved, they surrounded the elderly woman, and Louis also walked over - but just when he was about to ask something, the scene changed again.

This time, he seemed to have come to the hospital.

He has never been to a hospital before, Tim Castle has a regular doctor - in fact, as long as it is not a serious illness, a healing spell can basically handle it - although the Meyer family is a family of black magic, but about the healing magic There are also many records of mantras.

And Louis has not suffered from any serious illness since he grew up.

Because of this, he didn't quickly realize that this was a hospital - he didn't understand where he was until he heard a woman in a dark green magic robe next to him mention "patient".

And, to his surprise, the crystal ball appeared in his pocket—it was warm now, and Louis took it out.

There are people everywhere - so many people that Louis subconsciously wants to escape.The air was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, as well as the smell of blood and human sweat - he couldn't help throwing a cleansing spell on himself - but it had no effect.The fresh air enveloped him for less than a second, and those dirty breaths rushed to stick to his body.

Louis found that he was in a position similar to a hall. In front of him was a straight corridor. There were also many people sitting in the corridor. When he walked past, he found that most of these people were seriously injured. ——Some people even lost half of their bodies, and could only lie on the ground, howling weakly.

There are also some rooms on both sides of the corridor-many people dressed as nurses are passing through them-the patients in those rooms are obviously sicker-some of them are bruised and swollen like a balloon-Louis just glanced at it Just back out.

At this time, his mood was sour.

He took out the slightly hot crystal ball.

It seems that this time the dream is related to the crystal ball again—so, what exactly does it imply?

The author has something to say:

This chapter is relatively short, because I am really sleepy... Today is full class, tomorrow is still full class, and I have to get up at [-] o'clock... So babies, I am really sorry... I will add it on the weekend I will make it up for you one more time... Good night~