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?She felt the wind whizzing past her ears, her body was falling rapidly, her mouth squirmed slightly, and she made a very weak voice: "Am I going to die?" In this dark night, only she could hear it.A dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she completely lost consciousness.

In the dark cellar, there was a pungent smell and the sound of boiling liquid. The pale man with black hair and black eyes slowly stirred the liquid in the crucible, exhaled a breath, and hung his cold mouth. With a very faint arc, he exclaimed: "It's been half a year, and it's finally over..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, covering the entire cellar, and he couldn't open his eyes at all. He subconsciously took out his wand and put a heavy armor on himself. Almost at the same time, the white light faded, and the black-haired man was on guard all over, He adjusted his eyes to the light again, and said in his heart: "No matter which bastard it is, we must make him regret coming to this world and dare to disturb him at this time. The idiot is ruined. Even if he is the top potions master, it is not easy to concoct the Felicia."

Soon, the scene in front of him gradually became clear. He scanned around very quickly, but found nothing unusual, until he smelled a bloody smell, his brows were tightly knit together, and he walked around to the desk, forgiving. Because of his concentration, he couldn't help being surprised: a woman was lying on the ground, her moon-white robe was stained red with blood, her right hand was tightly holding a long sword, her long black hair was disheveled, covering the Only her pale lips can be seen.Snape strode forward, waved his wand and shouted, "Hemostat is coming."

After drinking the potion, the blood gradually stopped, but the wound didn't heal. He chanted the healing spell, but the situation didn't get better. He had to frown and use the levitating spell to move her to the medical wing.After Madam Pomfrey's treatment, her condition improved a bit, her right hand was still holding the long sword firmly, Madam Pomfrey tried to loosen her hand, but failed.

Snape looked at the girl lying on the bed, she was obviously oriental in appearance, she was very young, her robe was very weird, with very complicated patterns on it, he tried to distinguish it carefully, but found that these patterns seemed to be changing , or alive, this cognition intensified the uneasiness in his heart, could this girl be an oriental ascetic?But how did she appear at Hogwarts?Hogwarts' defenses are so strong and they can't Apparate, how is she. . .

"Severus." A sweet voice interrupted his thoughts. "How is the young lady?"

Snape didn't turn around, but replied: "The blood has stopped, but the wound hasn't healed. Madam Pomfrey said that her internal organs have been damaged, and her spirit has also been damaged. The effects of magic and potions are not very good. .And it's not magic damage."

Dumbledore stepped forward and looked at the girl on the bed, or rather the clothes on her body and the long sword in her hand, his blue eyes shone strangely.

"What's going on here? She suddenly appeared in Hogwarts, in my office, and you, as the headmaster, didn't feel a thing? If it was that stupid dog that broke in, then..." Snape almost growled the words.

"Calm down, Sev, you know, Hogwarts is an ancient and mysterious castle. Although I am the headmaster, she still has many secrets that I don't know."

"How do you tell me to calm down? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Snape's face was terribly dark.

"Oh, although I don't know how she appeared in your office, but obviously, this lady is a monk from the ancient East."

Although he had already guessed in his heart, Snape was still taken aback when he heard Dumbledore's words with his own ears.The East has always been a mysterious and powerful existence, but due to the failure of the Holy See's Eastern Expedition more than 1000 years ago, there has been no contact between the magic world and the ascetics in the East.Now an oriental ascetic appeared out of nowhere, and he was seriously injured. What does it mean?

"Sev, I don't think you need to worry so much. Eastern ascetics have no plans for our western magic world. Otherwise, as early as thousands of years ago, it would not have been as simple as signing a non-existing treaty. The appearance of this lady Maybe it was just an accident. I think this lady must be from an old monastic family, maybe her ancestors were friends with one of the Slytherin headmasters, after all she showed up in your office, not Minerva Or my office." He winked mischievously at Snape's blue eyes, "Maybe it's Slytherin himself."

Snape thought for a moment. "Maybe we should send her to St. Mungo's."

"I don't think there is a need to do this." A serious female voice sounded.

"Oh, Poppy, what do you think?" asked Dumbledore.

"This lady's injury is very strange. Potions and healing spells are useless except to stop the bleeding. I think it should be a wound left by black magic. What's even more strange is that her injury seems to be recovering slowly. I am very happy I'm sure it's not the effect of the potion or the spell. I think it's better to wait for her to wake up by herself. And" she paused: "this matter is not suitable for publicity." She said and glanced at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded and agreed. Although this matter is very strange, it is obvious that the fewer people who know about it, the better. "So when will she wake up?"

Madam Pomfrey frowned and thought for a while: "Maybe this weekend." She said uncertainly.