hp Ouroboros

"Knock down."

"Please come in."

The classic wooden door was pushed open, and Alger, the goblin butler who was still wearing a perfect gentleman's butler uniform three-piece suit during the hot summer vacation, walked in, holding an exquisite afternoon tea set on a silver carved tray in his hand.

Afternoon tea and snacks for two were set on the small dining table in the study, Alger didn't leave, walked to Sylvia's side, and handed her three letters.

"Two are transcripts from the master and Miss Camille, and one is from Mr. Dumbledore." Alger bowed slightly to Sylvia before leaving the study.

Sylvia finished writing the things on the table, looked up at the magic clock on the table, and stopped Alger, "Please help me to see if Cam is ready, she said it will be ready in the morning, but it turns out Didn't even come back for lunch."

Alger nodded expressionlessly in agreement, but if you look closely, you can still see the corners of his mouth twitching a few times.He heard that Miss Camille would go to the manor forest for "exercise" today - at the beginning of the summer vacation, he didn't understand what this "exercise" meant, but soon he was sending Miss Camille from various places many times. In the experience of 'rescuing' her back from various strange places, I finally understood what she was doing-Miss Camille should have told all the high-level magical creatures she had known in the forest not to help her.

What can happen to a 15-year-old little wizard who walks into an ancient magic forest alone...

Hmm... It shouldn't be Yanhu today, right?Alger remembered that he only picked up Miss Camille who had passed out by the lake deep in the forest two days ago.Fortunately, Mr. Yanjing in the lake didn't take Miss Camille's words seriously, otherwise Miss Camille might have drowned in the lake at least three times.

Alger was walking in the forest while thinking, could it be that today...

Before Alger could come up with a clue, a faint sound of "Woooo!" came from the depths of his left hand.oh!It turns out that Miss Camille went to the Nightmare Cave today!

The so-called nightmare cave is a small cave full of nightmare vines. It is said that the nightmare vines are no longer visible outside. The more common one is that it is slightly similar to it, or it should be a weakened version, like Is it called Devil Vine?However, unlike the fragile Devil Vine, Nightmare Devil Vine is not afraid of fire.

Teleporting himself to the entrance of the Nightmare Cave, Alger saw Camille entangled tightly by the protruding vine tentacles at a glance. Only two eyes and hands were left exposed, and during the few seconds Alger stood there, two more vines protruded from the dark hole and grabbed Camille's wolf paws .

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" miss camille made a voice of unknown meaning from the inside of the thing that was bundled into a jet-black thing, the appearance looked miserable, but the voice sounded quite energetic, alger finally let go in one breath.

When Miss Camille was taken back by him in a coma a few times ago, the master lost her temper. Fortunately, Miss Camille was in a coma and did not feel the terrible pressure from the master. If it wasn't for him, even if he stopped the master ...Miss Camille may never have a place to "exercise" again... Alger couldn't help trembling when he thought of Mr. Yanjing who was caught out of the lake by Sylvia and beat him up, and almost died.

Alas, if it wasn't for the ancient magic contract on him that prevented him from misappropriating the master's magic materials at will without the master's permission, he would have made a bunch of magic surveillance eyes and installed them in every corner of the forest, and then Staring at the screen all day to make sure nothing happens to Miss Camille...but maybe he can ask the master about it?The master was very worried about Miss Camille's little 'exercise' activities, but he never said anything in front of Miss Camille, pity him, an old housekeeper who has to clean and tidy up the manor and also do laundry and cooking, and now he is even more worried all day long I don't know if Miss Camille is in danger again.

Ahem, Alger is a serious and responsible goblin, he doesn't care about serving his master at all!Alger straightened out his clothes that were not messed up at all, and then started to get Miss Camille out of the tentacles of the Nightmare Vine.

Half an hour later, Camille, who had showered and changed, finally pushed open the door of Sylvia's study.

Sylvia, who was still writing quickly at the desk, raised her head slightly, glanced at Camille through the upper edge of a pair of black-rimmed glasses, then lowered her head and continued to write her own things.

"Are you wearing glasses? Are you short-sighted?" Camille sat down at the small dining table in the rest area next to the desk. There was only hot tea and a three-tiered snack tower—the point was that there were so few items on the snack tower!Especially in the salty section of the sandwich at the bottom, there are only two super small ham sandwiches, Camille thinks she can eat three in one bite...

"No." Sylvia's answer was simple and indifferent.

Oh, well, Camille felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward now, she scratched her head, there was indeed something wrong with her, yesterday they agreed to go to Yanhu Lake for a picnic at noon today, but that nightmare vine...

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Camille moved slowly to Sylvia's desk and apologized awkwardly.

Sylvia's quill paused and sighed, Sylvia finally put the quill back on the pen holder and took off her glasses.

"Do you really know what you're sorry for?" Sylvia's tone was helpless.

"Eh...didn't come back...going for a picnic?" Camille's eyes drifted away and he didn't dare to look at Sylvia.

Sighing again, Sylvia stood up from her seat, took Camille's hand, walked to the dining table and sat down, and called Alger to serve Camille a sumptuous meal before going to see Camille again .

"You can go to the picnic anytime, I'm just worried about the safety of your so-called 'small activities'?" A week and a half into the summer vacation, Sylvia finally couldn't bear to talk to Camille about her concerns.

Speaking of her exercise, Camille's face also became serious. She didn't answer right away, but thought for a while before she spoke: "I don't have a brain as smart as yours, and my personality is not very good... I only have strength. , if I can’t even suffer this bit, then I have nothing.”

Sylvia opened her mouth to say something, but closed her mouth again without saying anything.With a gentle expression, he added some pies to Camille's plate, and quietly watched her devour all kinds of food.

Camille is a wolf, a real free wolf, she cannot be tied at home in the name of loving her, the wolf's eyes are always watching the endless wilderness, she has seen Camille's golden eyes seem to be burning The sun looked at the forest and grassland with interest, how could she selfishly extinguish that enthusiasm.

"Our OWLs certificate just arrived." Sylvia rested her head on her hands, and shook a report card between her fingertips at Camille, with a teasing look on her face.

"!!" Camille chewed casually a few times, swallowed the steak meat in his mouth, and snatched the letter from Sylvia's finger.

Sylvia stood up and walked back to the desk, and took out Headmaster Dumbledore's letter from the drawer, which had not yet been opened.There is nothing she can do about the dangers in the wild. All she can do is try her best to ensure that no one can bring any trouble to Cam's adventure... Sylvia picked up the letter opener and opened the envelope neatly.

"July 7th, 14 Grimmauld Place, London" In addition to the autograph of Headmaster Dumbledore, there is only one time and one address on the letter.

"Ha!" Camille let out a loud laugh, waving the report card in his hand at Sylvia proudly, "Syl, look! You passed the arithmetic and divination!!"

"Congratulations, it seems that you still have to continue learning arithmetic and divination. There are still two years left. Can NEWTs get an E?" Sylvia teased.

"..." Camille lowered his arms as if he had just thought of the bad news, lay down on the dining table, and poked the steak she had cut, "You can't just forget about the future." Arithmetic and divination class..."

Walking over funny, Sylvia bent down and hugged Camille, and rubbed her cheek against her face affectionately, "You can only practice after learning the theoretical knowledge." Sylvia rolled her moist eyes and smiled , "Why don't we play Curse Curse in the afternoon?"

"What is that for?"

"Hmm... I'll solidify the spell against a box, how about you get a small prize in the box if you unlock it?"

prize?Camille raised her head, her golden eyes began to shine, "What prize?"

"How can I tell you now! You have to unlock it yourself to know what the prize is~"

"Okay then!" Camille settled the remaining meals on the table in two or three bites, stood up eagerly, followed Sylvia's footsteps and walked out of the study.

"It's agreed, you can't crack it with violence!"

"Eh?! Why is this! You didn't say no just now!"

"Of course it can't be cracked by brute force. What if it contains a roast turkey? You say so!"

"The prize is actually a roast turkey?!"

"Who knows, maybe there is~"

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On the morning of July 14th, Sylvia and Camille took the family's magic carriage to a residential area in the northwest corner of London, not far from King's Cross Station, where the Hogwarts train departed.

"Is this where Principal Dumbledore asked us to come?" Standing on the sidewalk and looking across the street, it was just a very ordinary Muggle residential area - Camille swore that there was a smell coming from the bulging garbage bag next to the gate over there. The pungent stench of rotting garbage can be smelled by the nose of ordinary people - this is really a 'very ordinary' residential area.

Sylvia took out what Principal Dumbledore sent her from her pocket, it was not so much a letter as a small note, looked at the address on it again, shrugged, "Alger said London It's the only place called Grimmauld Place."

"Is he old and confused!" Camille rolled his eyes, "If my eyes are not sick, the house numbers on the opposite side are No. 11 and No. 13."

Sylvia thought for a while before showing a clear smile, "Your beautiful eyes are fine, and Headmaster Dumbledore is not too old-fashioned for the time being." Two fingers pinched the paper sent by Headmaster Dumbledore A small flame suddenly sprang out from Sylvia's finger, "The magic will only work if you have the address in your head, cutie." The note burned and soon turned into a cloud of gray dust and fell to on the ground.

Well, it seems that this is some kind of magic, Camille just thought of the address of 12 Grimmauld Place in Camille's head, and a broken door appeared out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13, and then Dirty walls and windows also appear.

The picture looked a little weird, like an extra house that was originally flat and invisible, but now it suddenly swelled up and squeezed everything on both sides - the residents on both sides seemed to find nothing, Camille just heard the people in No. 11 sleeping and snoring, and now the pig-like snoring sound is still there.

The gate of the newly transformed house looked dilapidated, and the black paint on the door was peeling off. The most peculiar thing was that the silver knocker on the door was actually in the shape of a coiled snake.

Sylvia raised her finger and waved it slightly in the air. The snake-shaped door knocker seemed to be held by a hand, and she knocked on the door herself.

In a few seconds, they heard the loud clacking of many metals, and possibly the rattling of chains being pulled, as the door swung open.

"Ah, here you are. Welcome. Principal Dumbledore has just arrived and is inside. Come in." Lupine appeared behind the door with a gentle smile on his still thin and pale face.

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