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Gellert Grindelwald is definitely a household name in Germany. It can be said that Louis grew up listening to his deeds.He once trained an army, which disappeared after he entered Nurmengard.

Louis picked up a pen and copied down a series of reaction formulas in his notebook—these came from Grindelwald's manuscripts, and he planned to find a time to verify them.

In addition, there are other things in this manuscript that interest him very much-Grindelwald has this passage in it: "My experiment is finally over today-I believe that this will definitely be a great invention, and One day it will be improved by me." However, after a few days, his handwriting began to become scribbled, "I didn't expect this mirror to have such a big problem—the soul matter began to become extremely unstable, This is probably God’s domain, and I began to wonder if I violated God’s will by doing so—recently I often have headaches, it seems that it’s time to stop this experiment.”

It seems that Grindelwald did experiments on souls when he was a student—Louis felt that he was a little excited. Voldemort is also related to souls. If he could know Grindelwald's experiments, wouldn't it make him understand souls better? ?

If a way to restrain Voldemort could be found, the boy's safety could be guaranteed - although Gray was staying with Draco now, he still worried about his safety.

What if Voldemort's powers had returned?

Since touching the soul, he has become more and more sure that Voldemort is not really dead—Harry Potter is a myth, but that can only be a myth—Voldemort is not dead, he is like a snake hiding in the dark, Waiting in the wings.

However, even the genius Grindelwald failed in this experiment, and Louis began to doubt, did Voldemort really find a way to make his body die and his soul immortal?

He put down the parchment in his hand and stood up from the table.

The bell on the door rang softly a few times, Louis walked over and turned the doorknob, and a strange boy stood outside.

"Is there anything you want?" Louis asked politely, looking down slightly at the boy in front of him reaching up to his shoulder.

"I..." The boy lowered his head and shoved a letter into Louis's hand with some embarrassment. His movements were so fast that Louis didn't even realize that the letter had already reached his hand. inside.

After handing the letter to Louis, the boy seemed to be a lot more relaxed. He finally raised his head and said softly, "I was asked to give it to you. Please read it." Then he bowed and quickly ran away.

Louis closed the door inexplicably. It seems that since he came to Durmstrang, he has been receiving some strange letters, such as the invitation letter and this letter of unknown content in his hand.

It routinely casts a Cleansing Charm on itself and the letter, and then uses some simple tricks to test for the presence of a spell to make sure the letter isn't a spoof.

When it was opened, there was a burst of fragrance, and Louis almost jumped out of the chair, but his years of good self-cultivation allowed him to resist such indecent behavior, but he subconsciously raised his wand and pointed directly at the letter. "To pieces," and then the film fell on the table like snowflakes, and Louis, somewhat distracted, cast a levitation spell, making the little pieces of paper fly obediently into the trash can.

Maybe his reaction was a little too extreme, Louis thought, he might be a little nervous recently—the formation formula of the Transfiguration spell he needs has been listed, and now it’s best to have some experimental products for him—but using human Experimentation, even in the notorious Durmstrang, was strictly forbidden.

Louis was a little nervous because of this incident. At the very beginning, the idea of ​​an incident was good, but in actual operation, you will find that there are always various problems emerging one after another.

He really wanted to finish this experiment quickly, leave Telmstrong and go back to Hogwarts--in fact, he didn't like this school at all.

The atmosphere here is relatively rough and open, and sometimes, you can even see Toronto students making a scene in the library; every black magic class is a disaster for Louis - he has to spend every class. In class, he had to deal with more than a dozen classmates who came to him to challenge him, and some of them were even seniors who had repeated grades.

Louis' black magic level has grown rapidly in the past few months. In the past, he only knew the theory. Although he could cast it, he was definitely not as proficient as he is now - he could look at the opponent's face without changing his face. Blowing up an arm by himself, and then helping him put it back with a perfect healing spell-such a thing is unimaginable at Hogwarts.

Because of this atmosphere, Louis, who has never been defeated, has almost become a unique landscape in Durmstrang. During the day, no matter where you are, you can see a few people around him—purely following, it seems To discover his powerful secrets from his life.

Louis was so annoyed by this kind of life that someone was watching all the time, he simply stayed in the laboratory all day and never went out again.

Probably not an important letter, Louis thought, looking at the small scraps of paper in the trash can.

He picked up the manuscript again, trying to find some clues about the "mirror".

Draco let himself fall on the soft mattress, and then he rolled twice on the bed, until he felt that the dust on his body was all on the bed, he sat up, looked at the sunlight outside the window, a little dazed .

No one looked at him with distaste - not even when he was sitting on his bed in his dirty magic robes.

The bedroom seemed a bit empty, Louis's clothes were neatly hung in the closet, but there were hardly any of his things outside.

Draco left the bed slowly, then raised his wand, waved it, and the sheet was pulled aside as if by an invisible hand, and a silent cleansing spell made the entire mattress What a new look - look, what a skilled spellcaster, Draco thought.

If you come back, maybe you won't be able to catch up with me, he laughed in his heart.

However, he was a little frustrated - when can he come back?

After he changed his clothes, he lay on the bed again—the quilt was full of the smell of the special cleaning spell, which was exclusive to Louis—he adapted the cleaning spell, which changed the smell.

After lying down for a while, he got up and took a stack of letters from the small shelf next to the bed—these were letters written to him by Louis in the past few months, not many—he had almost read them several times Yes, to the extent that it can be memorized.

Louis' letters are always short, explaining the progress of some recent experiments, and then talking about some interesting things on campus - when Draco read these words, he could almost imagine the helpless expression of Louis - he He is the person who doesn't like to be troublesome the most. He must be very unhappy to be bothered by so many people every day.

It immediately occurred to Draco that Louis was so famous in school, there might be a lot of girls who liked him.

Thinking of this, he felt a little uncomfortable again. Why is Louis more reliable than him in the eyes of others?But he knew that there were many Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw girls who had been secretly in love with Louis. Didn't the Ravenclaw girls calm down after seeing that Louis didn't come back from school this time?

"Louis is so attractive." After being asked dozens of times about where Louis was, Pansy finally announced that she never wanted to be near the Ravenclaw girls again—especially when they put Serious study of learning, and when she didn't figure out the unstoppable energy was used on her.

Draco opened the envelope and pulled out the first letter.

This was written to Louis when he started school for a week, and it has almost no important content--a brief account of Durmstrang's situation, and then told him to take care of his health, after all, Madam Pomfrey's potion is not so tasty.

At this time, the setting sun had completely disappeared. I don’t know when the lights in the room came on, and the moon outside also rose. It was past eight o’clock.

Draco simply put the letter back, and curled up under the quilt.

Then, the lights in the room went out suddenly, and the whole room fell into darkness.

"Crack, clap."

Draco frowned, eyes closed, lying on the bed - he didn't want to move at all, but the source of the noise didn't seem to know rest.

He rolled over impatiently—was awake at last.

There was a huge black shadow on the window, which looked like a bird, as the "snap" sound was obviously from wings hitting the glass.

He got up from the bed, walked to the window, opened it - a pure white bird flew in, and Draco recognized him almost instantly - Louis's snow sculpture.

The snow sculpture held a small piece of paper rolled into a barrel in its paws. It let go of its claws and threw the paper on the table. Then, it flapped its wings at Draco, heading towards the Hogwarts owl coop went.

It wasn't until the snow sculpture was gone that Draco realized it. He walked to the bed and slowly closed the window—he tried to slow down his movements so that he had time to adapt. In fact, in the In this silent night, he felt the sound of his heartbeat ringing in his ears.

Then he opened the little piece of paper, which was really a very small piece of paper with only three words written on it.

IMISSYOU

Then his heart suddenly calmed down, and he slowly crawled back to the bed clutching the little note, and the appearance of Louis appeared in front of his eyes.

He closed his glasses, and he seemed to be able to see Louis standing there gracefully, touching his head and saying, "I miss you."

I miss you too.

Then, the note in his hand slowly turned into a white rose——Louis' Transfiguration Spell is really becoming more and more exquisite, and even the time can be controlled so perfectly.

But Draco felt a little disappointed, he still wanted the little note that said IMISSYOU.

But roses are not bad, he thought, holding the flower carefully.