Elemental Wizards at Hogwarts

"Long time no see." The black figure looked at the red figure and said slowly, his voice sounded unusually hoarse, like the words spoken by someone who hasn't drank water for a long time.

After listening to the black figure's words, the red figure smiled disdainfully and said with a slightly mocking tone.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you want to come over and admit your mistake?"

The black figure seemed not to have heard the sarcasm in the red figure's words, and still looked calmly at the red figure sitting on the ground opposite, and then slowly spoke.

"No, I just want to see you one last time before you are destroyed, my dear teacher."

Listening to the black figure's words, the red figure smiled disdainfully, and then slowly said, "Come on, Haierbo, ever since you fell into the darkness alone, I am no longer your teacher.

As for me being destroyed? Don't be kidding, Haierbo, from pretending to be the god of death and leaving three gadgets to stir up disputes, to constantly provoking wars, trying to destroy magic with the help of ordinary people, you have failed, even you

The little gadget you created to bring fear has now become a jailer, and you are still thinking about it?"

After listening to the red figure's words, the black figure let out an unpleasant hoarse laugh, and then slowly looked at the red figure sitting on the ground and said slowly.

"No, teacher, I have never deceived them. The holy weapon can really prevent someone from dying, but this time is different. Teacher, this time is really different. For the sake of our friendship for many years, teacher

, As long as you admit my research, then I can consider letting you go."

The red figure seemed to have heard some very funny joke. He sat on the ground and held his stomach and laughed. After laughing for a long time, the red figure slowly stopped his laughter and looked at the person opposite.

Black said disdainfully.

"Don't think about it, Haierbo, no one can replace the God of Death, and no one can control the soul. When you, as a priest, stole a ray of fire from me and made it into a Horcrux, we no longer had anything to do.

There is room for relaxation.”

Listening to the red figure's words, the black figure seemed a little angry, but before the black figure could say anything, the red figure waved at the black figure.

Suddenly, the original black figure and the black space polluted by the black figure disappeared, and the entire space returned to the pure white that Ciel had just entered, as if it were boundless.

After driving away the black figure, the red figure sighed helplessly, "Helbo, have you really forgotten what I said at the beginning, death is always the fairest thing in the world, and it is also the only irreversible and irreversible thing.

Something to avoid.”

It's a pity that there is no other living thing in the entire space except the red figure. The sigh of the red figure can only be dissipated in this boundless white space.

The words were divided, and Ciel fell into a coma after leaving the pure white space. Even the body in the real world fell to the ground with a thud along with Ciel's coma.

Dumbledore and Margarita Terry, who were sitting in the hut next to them, were still talking about some unknown superstitions in the wizarding world, but the moment Charles fell, their expressions changed.

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The reason is very simple. The two of them lost their sense of Ciel's aura almost at the same time. After the two centenarians looked at each other in horror, they both ran out with a vigor that was not suitable for their age.

Until the two of them ran out of the hut and saw Charles lying on the ground, their surprise was beyond words. Even Margarita Terry had already taken out her wand and cast a few spells to explore the surroundings.

After confirming that there was no one around, the two of them cautiously came to Ciel. After getting close to Ciel, the two centenarians let out a collective sigh.

The reason is very simple, because the two of them had already taken a look at Ciel's abdomen and there was still movement, which also proved that there was no big problem with Ciel.

However, when the two of them carefully straightened up Echar who had fallen on the ground, they discovered that a very thin red line faintly appeared on Echar's forehead.

Regarding the changes in Charles, Dumbledore's face was full of surprise, but Margaretta Terry's face next to Dumbledore was full of surprise.

The mature Dumbledore almost immediately knew what his old classmate Margarita Terry seemed to know, but Dumbledore did not ask immediately, but followed Margarita Terry.

We arrived at the small pond we passed by at that time.

"Immediately carry Charles into the pool. Dumbledore must not step out of the pool until he wakes up."

Margarita Terry said to Dumbledore with an unusually serious tone. Out of trust in his old classmate, Dumbledore didn't say anything more and walked into the pool with the unconscious Charles in his arms.

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The originally indigo pool water started to bubble as if Dumbledore had sensed something, as if it was boiling, but in fact the temperature of the entire pool water was not that high.

To be honest, Dumbledore even felt extremely comfortable in this pool of water. Of course, if Ciel hadn't fallen to the ground in such an abnormal situation, Dumbledore really wouldn't have minded taking a bath himself.

"What's going on? Margarita, what's going on?"

After carrying Charles into the pool, Dumbledore finally had the time to look at his old classmate and ask his question.

Listening to Dumbledore's words, the expression on Margarita Terry's face was extremely complicated. After taking a deep breath, she seemed to have made up her mind.

"This is related to a secret of the Holy Realm, Dumbledore, I need you to swear that you will never reveal it!"

Margaret Terry looked at Dumbledore with unusual seriousness, and Dumbledore also knew that this matter might be like a prophecy passed down from generation to generation among the principals of Hogwarts.

The blue eyes under the half-moon glasses were full of seriousness. Dumbledore looked at his old classmate and said very seriously.

"I swear, Margarita Terry, I swear I will never reveal a word of what you said!"

After hearing Dumbledore's assurance, Margarita Terry slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Dumbledore who was still holding Charles in the pool, she said with an extremely complicated expression.

"Do you know Haierbo? The despicable Haierbo in countless legends."

Dumbledore nodded slowly, "A dark wizard in ancient Greece. He is one of the earliest known dark wizards, and to this day, many of his researches still influence dark magic.

He is considered to be the first wizard to cultivate a basilisk and is famous for it. In addition, he also invented many evil curses and became the first wizard to successfully create a Horcrux.

It can be inferred from this that he must have committed murder in order to split the soul. He was one of the early Parseltongues."

Dumbledore told the story about Halper's life recorded in the book. After listening to Dumbledore's words, Margaretta Terry took a deep breath and then continued as if she was enduring great shame.

"Yes, that's him, the despicable Herbo, he was also the high priest of the Holy Realm!"