HP - the time the ring is still

A place that no one can find, the shape of this world has been changed by the gods, and Sauron has also been driven into the abyss by the gods as far as I know, not to mention the daring Numenor army, now you should know There are real gods in this world, not the ones that are said to be used when praying. Glorfindel glanced at everyone one by one, then said sternly and with the insight to find out everything: "I know you don't belong here, you are different from us.However, since you have come here, you have to abide by the rules here. After so many years, you still haven't learned how to behave.I know that Kleist has never restrained you, but since he is a friend of the elves and has grown up with the elves at the same time, it is best to choose to do things according to the elves' way of doing things here, and don't get involved too much, unless you have to. Otherwise, no one knows who will be hurt next. "

"Always remember your teachings, my lord!" Frank Barton expressed his thanks to Glorfindel on behalf of all the young wizards.This is a very thoughtful advice, and its effect is far greater than a physical education.The young wizards were very moved, and an elder's suggestion often had extraordinary meaning.

Glorfindel saw that the group of children were still honest, so he bit his pipe and walked towards Elrond who had already come out of the cabin, and asked nervously, "How is it?"

Elrond frowned and sighed: "The situation is not optimistic, her soul is gone."

After Elrond diagnosed Kleist, everyone gathered together again. At this time, they had left the boat and moved to the Gray Harbor. In the city of the elves, Elrond once again Kleist made a detailed and comprehensive inspection, and the conclusion was still the same as before.

"What does it mean that the soul is missing?" Regulus Black asked with a frown.For wizards, there are many kinds of magic that can harm the soul, the most famous being Avada Kedavra.But Kleist wasn't even afraid of the spell when he was using the Animagus form, but they had never heard of such a thing as the soul leaving.

Glorfindel asked the most crucial point: "To leave, not to die?"

"Yes, it's very strange. Her body is only weak because her soul has left, and there is no real harm. It seems that some kind of force has taken her soul away. Do you have any ideas?" Elrond said Explaining while looking at the young wizards, as Kleist's kinsmen, I hope they can find something.

Lanrisa Bulstrode shook her head: "To be honest, we have been discussing these days. At first we thought her condition was magic damage, but later Numenor's physician also mentioned that there was a problem with the soul, so These days we are using all kinds of means to help the soul recover, but to no avail."

"I've always been curious, what is a soul like? We've seen ghosts, they're nothing special except that they're transparent and can't eat or drink," James Potter continued, rubbing his hair, "If, I mean, if, We can see the soul, so we can go to her, maybe she drifted somewhere and can't come back temporarily or..."

"I've seen what you said before." Thranduil, who had been sitting silently beside Kleist's bed and holding her hand, said suddenly.

James Potter didn't understand, and asked, "What does it look like?"

Lily Evans explained: "Soul or ghost."

Glorfindel shook his head and denied: "This is impossible, there are no ghosts in Middle-earth, and souls will not stay here, except for those Ringwraiths."

Thranduil nodded: "I know, I'm talking about a long time ago, when we were children, when I first met Kleist, she was just like you said, transparent and communicable, but only I alone can see."

Glorfindel was surprised: "She didn't have a body at that time?" This is really unheard of, a soul of a human race drifts to the territory of the elves, and only one person can see it.

"It's possible," explains Christopher Cooper, "that we've worked with Kleist on her upbringing, and she'll stop at places she's been or liked many times." Te may appear in those places.

Sirius Black took out the map and shook his head, "She has traveled all over Middle Continent these years, how do we find it? If only Thranduil can see it, how long will he have to look for it? What about Lester's body? Will he be unbearable?"

Ella Smith said impatiently: "This won't work, that won't work, how long will it take, it's just a moment for us to reach any place, let's try now, we are her people, maybe we I can see it too! You can’t just waste it like this!”

"I agree, we can give it a try. Look," Frank Barton said, pointing to the map, "This is Middle Continent, and the location is already very detailed. Let's draw a slice, and each person is responsible for an area. Carpet search is really impossible. He can't."

"Yes, but detailed arrangements are still needed. Kleist needs potions and spells."

"Well, I'm thinking about it carefully."

While everyone was discussing, Thranduil kept holding Kleist's right hand tightly, stroking her forehead from time to time, he didn't care about the outside controversy at all, and only hoped that she would recover quickly.He kept praying to Vera, hoping they could bless Kleist and let her recover soon.Surprisingly, when no one expected it, Kleist suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, scanning the crowd with his bloodshot eyes.

"Claire, you're awake!" Thranduil shouted excitedly, ready to hug her with a smile.Unexpectedly, Kleist broke away from his clenched hands, rushed out of bed quickly and shouted: "Give me a Pensieve, quick, give me a Pensieve...I want to remember him, who is he..."

Everyone was at a loss looking at Kleist who suddenly stood up, the original joy was broken by her sudden weird words and deeds, she kept clamoring for a Pensieve, her dry and messy long hair was loose, scarlet Eyes, dark eye sockets, thin cheeks and chapped lips, coupled with her nonsense, she is simply a crazy woman.None of the sluggish people dared to step forward, and they all looked at Kleist who was shaking his hands and feet in disbelief.

After a while, they probably realized that everyone was afraid of disturbing Kleist, so they slowly approached her, and began to echo her words to comfort her.Unexpectedly, just like waking up suddenly before, Kleist suddenly fell upright again, but fortunately Thranduil, who was closest to her, quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

Thranduil patted Kleist's cheek in a panic and shouted: "Claire, Claire, what's wrong with you?" Only in this way can she return to normal.

Elrond stepped forward to check and said with a sudden smile, "She's fine, she just fainted from hunger."

Thranduil looked blank: "What?"

After a while, everyone sat around the dining table watching Kleist eat, chatting in a rare relaxed mood. "Although there is no aesthetic feeling, this scene is definitely one of my special treasured memories!" Christopher Cooper laughed, this is the most relaxed moment for everyone in the past few days.

"Indeed!"

"Seeing her eating so happily makes me feel hungry!"

"I still have some vanilla bubbles here, here you are!" Since Sirius Black fell in love with Ella Smith, all kinds of snacks have become his standard.

"Oh dear, you're so sweet."

Thranduil looked at Kleist with a tender face, and kept telling her to eat more slowly. He had a lot to say to Kleist, but it was a pity that he was surrounded by bastards with no winks.He turned his head and sneered at the wizards: "Before I trouble you, get out of here before I trouble you!"

When the wizards heard this, they immediately slipped away with oil on their feet.

Kleist put down the tableware, and looked at Thranduil wiping the corner of his mouth with a funny look, which seemed a bit like Noye

"Claire, don't you think there's something to say?"

"I don't know how to say it," Kleist frowned. She had been tidied up before, and now she finally looks like a human.She held Thranduil's hand, stared at him earnestly and said slowly, "I seem to have gone to a place I've never been to, maybe it's a dream or maybe it's not."

"Yes..." Kleist put his finger on Thranduil's lips, preventing him from asking.

"Just listen to me. I met a very beautiful and extraordinary person there. He talked to me a few words, then showed me the way home, watched me go, and then I came back."

Thranduil was surprised: "It's what I thought, he is..."

Kleist nodded with a smile: "Maybe yes, this is our secret."

"I see." Thranduil bowed his head, brushed Kleist's shattered hair behind his ears, kissed Kleist's forehead, looked at her thin face and said softly: "Come back with me, you You need to rest for a while."

"Yeah." Kleist was very obedient, but in fact, only she knew what a rare trip this was. If she was given another choice, she would still choose to try. This at least proves that she can also have a connection with that side. , and who can tell what will happen in the future!

Kleist rested in Gray Harbor for two days, and felt that he was fine, so he set off to return to the big green forest, and recuperated honestly in Wen Ruier's arms.Young wizards are also consciously not