Hogwarts: Storm Chaser

The thunderclouds dispersed, and the heaven and earth returned to calm.

Ralph spread his magical wings and hovered in the sky, scanning the world below him.

Waves of pure thunder and lightning wrapped around him from the void, isolating him from the gaze of the outside world.

Magic is the medium, life and death are the attractions, and they cast their greed on the planet until she loses what they deserve.

After the thunder and lightning dissipated, Ralph glanced at the sky and seemed to see huge figures floating in the universe, sucking in the magic power released by various planets.

With a soft cry, Ralph flew back to the Forbidden Forest.

The magical animals also rushed back, and the professors also decided to go over to express their condolences and thank them.

In the Forbidden Forest Greenhouse area, Professor Sprout looked at the fallen branches and leaves all over the place and covered his heart.

Professor McGonagall immediately went up to support her, and Madam Pomfrey poured a bottle of potion directly into her.

"Pomona, we will help. There is no need to worry tonight. The rain from the king has given them enough life."

The centaur on the side spoke out to comfort him.

"Thanks."

Professor Sprout smiled a little forcedly, feeling very angry. She must not let her know who brought the Chimera beast in.

King Mountain, almost all the magical animals are here.

Whether it's the grumpy Poison Horn, Potter's Warthog, or the aloof Horned Camel, etc.

The surrounding books were filled with birds of all sizes, all looking at Ralph in the center.

A simple king-making ceremony unfolded like this. This was not power, but honor and reverence.

In the eyes of minors and many adult magical animals, Ralph has long been their king, and it has taken root in their subconscious.

The Moon Crazy Beast danced around Ralph, and for a rare moment of silence, the moonlight in the sky gathered and enveloped Ralph.

A unicorn carried a crown with its horn, lowered its head, and slowly walked forward.

The crown floated with a dull white light, obviously blessed by the unicorns.

Umaru took the crown, ran a few steps, and handed it to the old horseman Basham.

Basham took the crown with both hands and came to Ralph.

Ralph bowed his head and Basham placed the crown on his head.

The moment the crown was put on, a tiny thorn grew out of thin air and surrounded the crown, adding a touch of nature.

The centaurs knelt on their front hooves, put their hands on their chests, and looked directly at Ralph to show their loyalty;

The unicorn bent its legs and lowered its head, revealing its full silver horn in front of Ralph;

The birds leaned forward and lowered their heads; the Acromantula grabbed the ground with its head;

The wizards present saluted...

An invisible wind blew by, rustling everywhere, the grass and trees swaying, and all living beings felt the joy of the forbidden forest.

After countless years, the Forbidden Forest once again welcomed a king who was willing to give up his life for her and the people under his rule!

The Forbidden Forest tonight is both cruel and gentle; dark yet bright; the silent night is full of joy.

Hogwarts.

Declining the invitation from the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, they returned to school.

"Is that that one?"

a professor asked Professor Flitwick.

"I don't know, but it looks like the description, but it shouldn't be there."

Professor Flitwick frowned and said.

"Don't worry about it, it's lost anyway, just treat it as lost. It's so exciting tonight, I feel like I won't be able to sleep."

Professor Gladier said with excitement that this was much more exciting than traveling and exploring ruins.

"That's not possible, Sergey. You have classes tomorrow and you must sleep tonight. If you really can't sleep, you can ask Horace for some Dreamless Sleeping Potion. I don't want to hear that you will be late for class again tomorrow."

Professor McGonagall said, gesturing to Professor Sgrughorn.

Professor Sgrahorn nodded and looked at Professor Gladier gently, who responded somewhat decadently, but still remained enthusiastic.

"Okay, I will."

"Merlin! I have a good idea. I will review this battle for them tomorrow."

Professor Gladier was very enthusiastic and looked at everyone with bright eyes.

Professor McGonagall gave him a casual look, "Just go to class, I don't have any other requirements."

"came back?"

A resentful voice came, it was Madam Pomfrey, yes, Albus had sent her to school to prevent the little wizard from having an accident so that she could be treated.

"Well, Poppy. Did something happen to the little wizard?"

Albus asked with a calm and slightly concerned look on his face.

"There are a few, one is more serious, I suspect someone has deleted some memories."

She rarely frowned and looked at everyone, but stopped talking.

"What's wrong? Poppy."

Professor McGonagall asked.

"[Soul-stealing Curse]. I dare to judge, so I have to leave it to you."

Everyone looked at each other and saw solemnity and anger in each other's eyes. They actually attacked the little wizard without showing any shame.

When everyone arrived at the school hospital, they saw Slytherin curled up on the hospital bed, shivering. He looked like a senior.

Seeing the professors coming in, he seemed to be even more frightened. He huddled himself into a ball and kept shaking.

"Don't be afraid, child. No one can hurt you here."

Albus looked into his eyes softly, stroked his head gently, and said softly.

The little wizard slowly began to sob...

"Albus?"

After the professors came out of the school hospital, Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore.

"He is still young and needs guidance. I hope everyone can help him hide this matter."

Seeing Albus's firm eyes, everyone suppressed their worries and nodded one after another.

Later, Albus asked Professor Sgrughorn to pay more attention to the student's mental health, and the professor naturally agreed.

Returning to the principal's office, Albus sat blankly on the chair, with a blank piece of parchment on the table in front of him.

He just stared at the parchment, and the portraits of the principals secretly opened their eyes and paid attention to him.

After a long time, he picked up the quill and put it on the paper.

I stood there, not knowing how to start.

When he came back from thinking, the ink stained a large area black, and with a tap of his finger, the parchment became white again.

"Gellert, are you okay? It's been so many years..."

Cross it out!

"Dear Mr. Grindelwald, you..."

Cross it out!

"Gellert..."

Cross it out! Cross it out!

There was a swishing sound, and Dumbledore lost his composure. He put back the quill and pressed his forehead.

The headmaster's portraits were afraid to look at him. Fox just raised his wings, glanced at Albus, closed his wings and continued to sleep.

After a while, Fox was gently shaken awake.

"Peng!"

His body was ignited with flames, and his hair was on fire. Albus stood in front of him, startling him.

"Here," Albus handed over the envelope, paused for a long time, and then said: "Gayle."

The voice was very soft, but Fox didn't care about his state of mind.

He picked up the envelope, pulled it out, and tilted his head to look at Albus without moving.

"hiss!"

Fawkes pecked Albus's hand, picked up the dropped letter, and disappeared with a flash of fire.

Looking out the window, Albus couldn't sleep either.

This is a sleepless night for many people.