The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

As before, there is no answer. It seems that from the beginning, Nico did not copy the memory of the "Book of Abraham" and the Philosopher's Stone into Flamel.

Loren could only speculate based on some clues. The girl named Mary and the mirror both suggest many things in themselves.

After opening the Book of Abraham, he first entered a colorless space that was exactly the same as reality. This is a mirror, a reflection of the space he is in.

As he walked outside, he walked out of the scope of the mirror, entered the real mirror world, and came to the palace.

When he opened the luxurious mirror, the girl Mary was in another mirror space.

The mirror where Mary is standing is completely opposite to the mirror where he is, reflecting each other. So he couldn't step outside the confines of that mirror.

Until the end, he and Mary's question and answer reached some kind of magical contract conditions, and the space, or dream, collapsed, and he woke up.

This was certainly not the case with Nico, who was able to relay the content for Hebrew scholars to translate. What Nico interprets should be the content of the text.

Although there were changes in the interpretation process that led to him, it did not cause any harm to him. Except for the last scene, he felt no malice. From the analysis of the short conversation, the text is neat and the logical expression does not seem to be an attempt to murder him.

Because of the special content of this book, he was unable to communicate with other people, and Nico tried his best to avoid contact with him because of the prophecy.

The progress of Loren's interpretation was interrupted, but his only desire for the Philosopher's Stone came from curing Bates and Nagini. Nico's magic stone can also be used to try to cure werewolves and blood-cursed orcs. The idea of ​​deciphering the "Book of Abraham" is not so urgent. .

Learn the language in the book step by step, and you can also translate the text if you take your time.

Loren felt relieved, his consciousness returned to his body, he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

They stayed up too late yesterday, eleven o'clock at night was already after curfew, and their confinement had just begun.

From Filch to Hagrid, there is also the exploration into the Forbidden Forest, witnessing a battle, and back again. It was almost dawn when I went back to the dormitory to sleep, and I slept very deeply.

On Sunday, gray clouds covered the sky, a storm was brewing, and there was thick water vapor in the air. It happens to be on the weekend, so there is no class.

Loren opened her eyes, waking up from a dreamless night's sleep. Neville and Seamus were no longer in the dormitory, and Harry and Ron were still asleep.

It was almost summer, and Loren had already changed out of his thick sweater and was wearing thin clothes, but today the weather was a little cooler.

He opened the box gently, took out a shirt and added it to his magic robe to protect him from the cold. When Grandpa Bates was in London, he bought a lot of linings to wear under magic robes, and the prices were not cheap.

He stretched and shook his neck to make the clothes fit better. My legs and feet feel a little sore. I walked for almost three hours last night, so soreness is normal.

"Perhaps we should go to Madam Pomfrey's and drink some potion."

After Loren filled her empty stomach, she headed straight to the principal's office. He wanted to tell Dumbledore what happened last night, about Voldemort and Quirrell, and about the centaurs who seemed to deduce from the stars that Harry should die at the hands of Voldemort.

To be honest, centaurs who have lived in the forest for a long time know that there is a magic stone hidden in Hogwarts. Either Dumbledore was too bold, or the centaurs are really good at astrology, it can all be seen.

When the horseman comes to teach part-time in the future, he will definitely study this course carefully.

Loren pounced, and Dumbledore was not there. I don’t know what I’m busy with. Maybe the principal is off on weekends.

He turned back and walked to the library, intending to finish his homework for the weekend.

Along the way, most of the people I met were senior students. Their eyes were focused on him and they moved with him. Loren thought that the little wizards would pay attention to him before the storm of points deduction and confinement had passed.

This is normal, at least Hufflepuff students won't shout "You are the pride of Hufflepuff" when they see him.

But there were always witches greeting him with a smile, some he knew and some he didn't.

"Hey! Loren."

"Loren, you look good today."

"This looks great."

There were so many compliments like this that Loren realized something was wrong. Quickly walking into the library, he wanted to use the transfiguration technique to get a mirror out and see what was wrong with him.

At a glance, he saw Hermione right where they usually sat. He looked happy because he could ask someone directly.

What Hermione saw was Loren who walked in quickly and sat next to her.

The boy was wearing a clean black magic robe, and a brand-new snow-white shirt could be seen through the collar. The fabric looked very soft and exuded a light reflection. He has red lips and white teeth, a slightly invisible smile, and a red mark between his eyebrows that makes people unconsciously focus their attention on his face.

This position is next to the window, and the sky outside the window is dim, making it difficult to tell whether it is morning or near dusk. But Hermione felt that the place was slightly illuminated by Loren sitting next to her.

"Hermione, is there something wrong with me? They look at me strangely." Loren leaned closer and whispered.

Hermione felt that Loren's breath was too close, which made her feel a little itchy. She moved to the side and said in a low voice, "There is a red spot between your eyebrows."

"Red spots?" Loren suddenly thought of the blood dripping on his eyebrows last night.

He took a book, turned the cover into a mirror, and looked at his changes.

His eyes were focused on the center of his eyebrows. The red mark was not the color of scarlet blood, but a little lighter than blood, red but not bright.

I rubbed it with my fingers a few times, but it didn't rub off, and there was no raised feeling, just like a mole between the eyebrows.

Loren felt his magic power, there was no change, it was the same as before. Except for the red mark, there is nothing wrong with the whole body.

Hermione glanced at Loren unconsciously, watching him sway his eyebrows, "Didn't someone trick him into it? Could it be a prank on their part?"

"no."

Loren kept rubbing the red mark, but there was no change for a while, and then he gave up. Anyway, he didn't find any harm. He planned to go back to ask Flamel in the evening, or wait for Dumbledore to come back and let him take a look.

He shifted his attention from the center of his eyebrows, and then saw his whole face in the mirror. His face became whiter, and the blood on his lips became much darker. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that this scene is somewhat similar to the girl Mary in the mirror.

Pretty good looking.

"Tsk, he's so handsome." He praised himself with a smile and casually changed the book back to its original shape.

Hermione was amused. How could anyone praise herself so confidently?

I must have not slept enough last night and my mind is a little confused. Why did she think Loren was good-looking when she just came in? Even if the two of them were too close, they would feel a little awkward.

Shyness turned to anger. What’s so interesting about this kind of person who has a bad personality, loves to make fun of others, and is also narcissistic! ?

"Do your homework!" The quill in Hermione's hand was heavily dipped into the ink bottle, she pulled it out and made a heavy rustling sound on the parchment.

"Just do your homework, why are you so fierce?" Loren muttered, took out a pen and paper and started writing.