"Thank you very much and Mr. Kirk for his heartening speech. A major event happened during the summer vacation. An attack occurred during the Quidditch World Cup. Because of the heroic performance of Mr. Kirk and some of his classmates, he obtained the magic the day before yesterday. The Merlin First Class Medal awarded by the Ministry is the youngest winner ever. At the same time, other small necromancers who participated in the battle have also received awards. Let us congratulate them."

Thunderous applause and joyous Roar sounded again in the auditorium.

Dumbledore signaled everyone to be quiet, and he continued to speak after the silence was restored in the auditorium, "I am very much looking forward to the journey of the universe that Mr. Kirk just said. I think everyone is like that. But about the Triwizard Tournament. Everyone must still treat it with caution, because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many preventive measures we take, it is impossible for students below grade six or seven to deal with it."

"Considering the danger, the Ministry of Magic will set an age limit for this year's competitors. Only students who are seventeen years of age or older, that is to say, are allowed to sign up."

“Booth Barton and Durmstrang’s delegation will arrive in October and spend most of the school year with us.”

...

"Finally, we welcome a new classmate, Miss Phoebe Kirk, who transferred to Hogwarts Gryffindor for fifth grade for some special reasons. Let us all welcome."

Phoebe stood up from Luke and bowed slightly to thank everyone.

The little necromancers saw a very beautiful girl with the surname Kirk. Everyone was curious and gave a warm applause.

Dumbledore finally finished his speech and drove the little necromancers back to sleep.

"Hey~ Luke, why don't you be the prefect?" Katie asked everyone walking up the stairs.

"I can't stay in school all the time, and if I really are the prefect, some people will be miserable." He looked at Fred and George with his eyes.

"Whoever has the ability to be the prefect, I support you." Fred said with a dry smile.

"Luke, can you help us qualify for the competition?" George said with his shoulders.

"It depends on you. Being able to qualify for the competition in your own way is also a manifestation of Ability." He does not intend to undermine everyone's belief in the courage to try.

Luke's words resonated with many people around him.

"Is this really all right?" Hermione asked slightly worried.

"Don't worry, isn't he still there." Phoebe hit Luke with his elbow.

"It's okay to let them try, only those who participate in the game will be in danger." Luke said indifferently.

"Luke, is she your sister?" Hearing Richie's question, many people looked over. Harry, Ron and Neville who were walking in front, stopped and looked back.

"Phoebe's situation is special, so she can be with us." Hermione said.

Phoebe was led by Hermione and Katie to the lady's bedroom, and she was also assigned to a single room. Luke failed to return to his room, and when he opened the door, he saw the room full of letters.

Luke used magic to hide his traces, so that all the letters sent to him were sent to the school, and the elves would usually put the letters in the bedroom, which appeared before him. He had no choice but to take all the letters to the House of Request, and let the duplications handle it.

In the early morning of the next day, Luke had just returned to the auditorium from the morning exercise at the harbor, and many small necromancers surrounded him and asked him when he would take everyone to the universe. Upon learning that some people would be brought there this weekend, someone immediately asked how to be selected. It was not until Luke said that everyone would go there at least once, and everyone was satisfied and dispersed.

"It seems that everyone is looking forward to this journey, how did your staff arrange it?" Hermione said with a smile as the crowd spread out.

"Definitely give priority to his own people, as well as the professors, a few people from the Ministry of Magic and Mr. Lovegood, this should be a lot." He thought for a while and said.

"Is there really an observer on the moon?" Phoebe asked.

"Observer?" Hermione looked at Luke suspiciously.

"I don't know that the observer is an extremely advanced race in the universe. The observer family appeared when it was formed in the universe, so they also have a technology level billions of years earlier than other life in the universe."

"Observers believe that their knowledge and power belong to the universe, and they often help other races to evolve civilization. However, once they brought atomic energy technology to help a new race evolve and develop. As a result, this race developed technology into nuclear weapons and destroyed itself. All life on the planet."

"After this incident, the observers were very guilty and decided that they would not participate in any life events in the universe. Even if someone or civilization was destroyed in front of them, they would not help. They would only witness as a bystander. This is the observer. Their lifelong commitment." Luke introduced.

"I think the race that perished is very similar to human beings now," Hermione said.

"So when I created races, I didn't fully refer to humans. It is still unclear where these factors that affect humans come from. The more developed the race, the higher the risk."

"Is there any danger?" Hermione asked.

"It shouldn't be. If there is an observer on the moon, we will be under his observation for a long time, so don't worry too much."

As soon as Luke finished speaking, he saw Snape coming in from outside the auditorium and walking straight towards him.

"Luke, you need to come with me." Snape didn't give him a chance to reply, pulling him by the shoulder and walking into the basement.

Although Hermione was a little surprised, she didn't know what Snape would do with Luke, but she was not worried, and took Phoebe to the long table in Gryffindor, ready to eat breakfast.

People who saw this scene were mostly curious, such as Harry and others who just came down the stairs.

"What Snape is going to do with Luke, so anxious." Neville saw Snape and hid behind Harry.

"Who knows, maybe Snape encountered a problem and asked Luke for help. Or he also looked at Luke's spaceship. I have never seen anything so cool." Ron introduced him to Neville. Seeing and hearing on the Luke spacecraft.

Harry looked curiously at the back of Snape and Luke and did not express his own opinion.

Snape brought Luke to his office. Luke took a look at the unchanged office and asked, "Professor, what's the matter, so anxious."

He felt that Snape's expression was a little anxious, but instead of worrying, he was a little expectant.

Snape carefully took out the soul-raising wood from the inner flap of his robe and held it in his hand.

"It's going to fluoresce recently, isn't it — it meets the requirements for resurrection?" Snape stared nervously at Luke's expression, hoping to see the expected answer from his face.

Luke took the Soul Cultivation Tree in his hand and observed it carefully.

Nurturing Soul Wood (Containing Soul: Strong)

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