HP - the time the ring is still

The most noticeable thing is a painted vase placed on the window sill, in which there are a few white poppies that do not belong to this season.

"This place is still the same as before." Glorfindel approached the vase, stroked the flowers on it, and smiled nostalgicly. Kleist always has many unexpected small abilities, such as keeping the time of this room many years ago.

"Why here..." Legolas was very curious, he didn't know how to ask, he felt that Glorfindel would not deceive himself, this room must be cleaned regularly, as for those flowers, well, it should be Other gifted elves did it, Legolas explained it to himself.

Glorfindel didn't answer him, and it seemed that Legolas didn't need him to answer, so he changed the subject, "Go and see what your mother left behind!"

Legolas pointed to the only wardrobe in the room and asked, "Can I open these cabinets?" He wanted to know more about his mother, even if he found a portrait of her.

"Of course!"

Legolas opened the wooden cabinet, and there was a gray-green cloak embroidered with wave patterns hanging in the empty wardrobe. Legolas couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The leather was soft and delicate, and it looked like new.

Glorfindel also saw the cloak, he walked over and took it off, and gestured to Legolas, "Try it."

"That won't work!"

"No, Legolas, this is reserved for you, put it on." Glorfindel looked serious, and he put the cloak on Legolas, not too big or too small, just right. "Look, how suitable it is for you."

"But, isn't this my mother's?" Legrasto took off his cloak, he was still a little confused, and he didn't quite understand everything about his mother here.

"Your mother wouldn't put a brand new cloak here so easily." Glorfindel took the cloak in his hand and turned it over, revealing the black inside, which was covered with tiny sequins, Legola Si leaned closer and touched it with his hand, "Is this a dragon scale?"

Glorfindel smiled and said: "Yes, although it is difficult to see a fire dragon now, your mother has the largest number of dragon skin cloaks in Middle-earth. She puts it here, so you can take it. She has no shortage of cloaks."

Legolas stroked the cloak. It was a rare and good thing indeed, the black dragon, which had not been heard of for many years. "Is it the black poisonous dragon?"

"Yes, only the dragon skin of the black dragon is the most suitable for making cloaks. Its dragon scales are small and tight, and the cloaks made are light, comfortable and extremely defensive. And it is double-sided. Wear it well, and then go to look at other cabinets There must be more than one drawer."

After a while, Glorfindel took a diary and walked out with a somewhat dazed Legolas. Before leaving, he didn't forget to close the door again. Glorfindel tried again resolutely. It was very good. Still can't open it.

"Grandpa, why do those bottles jump up?" Legolas opened the drawer of his mother's dressing table, and a pile of bottles and jars jumped out of it, causing him and Glorfindel to fumble for a long time before putting them away. Plug it back in again.

"Don't ask me, I don't know." Glorfindel took a drag on his cigarette depressedly, and he was also taken aback at first, the dead girl likes these weird things.

"The diary?" In fact, Legolas was really curious. When he opened his mother's bedside table, he was ready to pop out some weird things. In the end, there was only a notebook, which seemed to be very old, and there was a line on it. The illegible handwriting is mainly because it is too ugly. Legolas refused to admit that it was his mother's handwriting. In his imagination, his mother should write beautiful cursive handwriting, which is even more beautiful than his father's .But the reality gave him a knowing blow, Glorfindel looked at the cover of the notebook and joked, "Oh, this word is ugly and you can recognize it at a glance, your mother's handwriting is still so ugly." After speaking, he took the notebook He got up and said, "I'll keep it for you first, and give it to your father when I send you back."

Legolas nodded, after all, it said on the cover of the notebook: "To my dear husband!" But he was a little surprised by Glorfindel's words: "Are you going to send me back?"

"If no one sends you back, your narrow-minded father might not know how to hate us!"

"Actually, my father..." Legolas wanted to defend his father, but Glorfindel didn't listen at all, and waved his hand to signal him to stop talking, and handed Legolas to the nearby The elf messenger left.

Glorfindel finds Elrond with the notebook left by Kleist.On the terrace of the main hall under the afterglow of the setting sun, Elrond and his wife were discussing the process of celebrating the day together. After seeing Glorfindel in a hurry, Elrond returned the scroll of parchment in his hand to the envoy. Signal everyone to back off.

Elrond went to sit beside Glorfindel, and Celebrion followed him, knowing that Glorfindel seemed to have something very important to say.

Glorfindel turned to Elrond and asked straight to the point: "Have you ever seen the future of Crest?"

Elrond was slightly surprised. He and his wife looked at each other, nodded and said, "There was once when she was a child and once when she was a girl. What's wrong?"

"Didn't you foresee her when she was an adult?"

Elrond shook his head and sighed: "To be honest, Kleist's existence itself is a problem. When she was a child, I saw her fighting the battlefield with a white sword in her hand, brave and fearless, but when she was a girl, I saw her It's strange to see another scene, it's not like foreseeing, it's like seeing her past again."

"It means you never met her death!"

Elrond locked his eyes tightly: "Only life and death are unpredictable."

Glorfindel threw Kleist's note on the stone table, "You can't, but she foresaw it herself."

"This is impossible!"

Glorfindel pointed to the dilapidated notebook and said: "Kleist left a dragon scale cloak with green leaves embroidered on the inner collar and a diary for Thranduil in her room, which contains my Don't know, but why did she leave things here, and the door only Legolas can open."

Elrond shook his head: "That doesn't mean anything!"

Glorfindel asked, "When was the last time she was here?"

Celebrion answered, "Legolas was three or four months old."

"Then when did her accident happen?"

"When Legolas was nearly a year old."

Glorfindel gritted his teeth: "That girl lied to all of us. She knew that something would happen to her, and she had already been preparing for it. Remember what she said back then?"

Celebrian nodded: "I remember, I will never forget. If these are premeditated, does it prove what she said..."

Glorfindel stroked the notebook and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe time can confirm for us."

Celebrion nodded. "I hope so."

Glorfindel hadn't been looking for Legolas since Glorfindel left, he seemed busy.By the time Legolas saw Glorfindel again, it was already at the dinner three days later.But on the second day, Legolas received another gift from his mother.

Romanian War 1

Kleist hadn't appeared in Hogwarts for a long time, which made the little wizards who were at ease gradually began to worry.They felt that something must have happened to Kleist, or something had happened to Middle-Earth.And the troubles didn't stop there, Kleist disappeared, the students were fine, at most there were some messy rumors circulating in private, they could ignore them.But the headmaster and professors can't do it, just to deal with headmaster Dumbledore is enough for them to rack their brains.

Kleist has always been the focus of Headmaster Dumbledore. As long as Kleist appears in Hogwarts, he will always pay attention to her and the movements of the little wizards, but after Kleist left, he I will try my best to search for traces of Kleist. Although most of the time I have failed, but I can find some usable information more times.But this time it was abnormal. Principal Dumbledore obviously felt that the atmosphere of these children was very wrong. They were worried, which aggravated Principal Dumbledore's uneasiness. Wizards frequently enter the headmaster's office.

"Frank, I know Kleist is your secret, but she may have some problems now and needs our help..."

"No, Professor, it's very rude to interrupt you, but I still want to tell you that Kleist just went home, and she will be back in a few days! If you came to me because of this, then indeed It's very unnecessary." Frank Kronbotton looked frank, completely meaningless and anxious, Principal Dumbledore looked straight into his eyes, trying to see a flaw in them, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

"Okay!" Principal Dumbledore pursed his lips and compromised: "If you need help, please feel free to contact me!"

Frank Barton stood up and saluted slightly, "Good night, Professor!" Then he turned and left under the gaze of Headmaster Dumbledore.He didn't go back to the dormitory, but went down the stairs with a gloomy face. He took advantage of the night to walk to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest. Everyone was there. They could no longer enter the lounge. Principal Dumbledore had found the owner of the lounge. The entrance, but they can't get in without a password, they dare not take risks,