The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Headmaster Dumbledore, why is the Black Lake competition held before Christmas? Are you planning to let the players go for a winter swim?"

For the third time, several people sat in the principal's room, enjoying delicate refreshments while having a conversation.

"Ah, this is indeed my negligence, but compared to the previous games, this game is a fun game."

Dumbledore spread his hands helplessly.

"Indeed, this is the best time to let the two of them play."

Zhang Qi said in agreement.

"Ms. Shen can play music, and those mermaids admire music very much. If Miss Shen's playing skills are good enough, the mermaids will even be willing to directly return the hostages."

"As for Astoria, I don't know what method she will use to save you, but I believe that with Miss Greenglass' ingenuity, she will definitely achieve a good result in this game."

Dumbledore said to the three.

"So what stage have we reached in collecting all the fragments?"

Zhang Qi took out a tattered diary from his pocket and threw it on the table. It was a cowhide diary, it looked very old, and there was a big hole in the middle that was pierced by a sharp weapon.

"The current progress is three."

Dumbledore also put Ravenclaw's tiara on the table, and then took out an emerald-encrusted locket from his pocket.

"Mr. Slytherin specifically told me the subtleties of this locket before we left, euphemistically speaking, it is better for us to understand, but I suspect that he is just afraid that we will use his purification magic. It’s rough to use, and I’m worried we’ll destroy his family heirloom.”

Dumbledore said with some headache.

"Seven is a very magical number, and we have now found half of the Horcruxes."

"The gold cup is still locked in the Lestrange's vault, and I have no way to get this thing out of the hands of the goblins, at least not... I hope you can communicate with Professor Trelawney more, she She also has the blood of a true prophet in her body, and almost all of her predictions so far have been correct."

Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Professor Trelawney is a descendant of the Nordic prophet. Her bloodline concentration is already very low. There will be some deviations in the prediction, but it is extremely accurate."

Trelawney's professor's predictions are always very strange, as if you will accidentally fall on a flat ground tomorrow, knock your teeth out, and bleed all over the place. Her predictions can accurately predict this.

But her prophecy will show that you will fall into a pool of blood on the ground, not knowing your life or death.

Although this prediction is indeed very accurate, it is outrageous!

Because this prophecy will be extremely inductive, although all the clues are facts, you will definitely not be able to guess the real result after mixing them together.

Therefore, Zhang Qi still hopes that the wheel of history can move forward along the right path, so that he can relax a little in the future.

I just don't know if the will of the world will have some prejudice against me...

"Let's talk about this game."

Dumbledore tapped the table.

"Well, since the two of you nearly strangled the teacher last time in Defence Against the Dark Arts class, the impostor has become a lot more honest. According to my surveillance, he has not dared to come out at night recently." .

"Does your parable reveal who he is?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Jr. Barty Crouch, his mother took the compound decoction and exchanged herself for her son. After all, those disgusting undead only know that one person goes in and another person goes out, and they can't tell the difference. who is who".

Zhang Qi scratched on Dumbledore's headmaster's desk with his fingernails, leaving no scratches on the hard acacia wood.

"The real Moody should be under house arrest, and probably hidden in some box where a space-stretching spell has been cast.... The plan to control Barty Jr. must be on the agenda, he There has been a serious threat to Astoria's security recently."

Zhang Qi's mood seems to be a little bad. Under the regulation of dragon hormones, Zhang Qi's nails suddenly became hard and sharp, and the sharp nails left a deep scratch on the table. Dumbledore's eyelids looked at it. Jump straight.

"At Christmas, I will take advantage of the dance to do it myself, you can enjoy your time, after all, that is the day you propose."

Dumbledore blinked rarely.

"Ah? Are you two progressing so fast?"

Shen Jian scratched his head in confusion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Are you envious or what?"

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes, and then suddenly let out a sigh.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you should be the only one of the four people present with experience in confessing. Can you tell me what to do?"

Zhang Qiluo asked helplessly.

"Ah, this, ah"...

Dumbledore hesitantly mumbled for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything useful.

The plan to make Barty Jr. must be put on the agenda, and he has recently seriously threatened the safety of Astoria."

Zhang Qi's mood seems to be a little bad. Under the regulation of dragon hormones, Zhang Qi's nails suddenly became hard and sharp, and the sharp nails left a deep scratch on the table. Dumbledore's eyelids looked at it. Jump straight.

"At Christmas, I will take advantage of the dance to do it myself, you can enjoy your time, after all, that is the day you propose."

Dumbledore blinked rarely.

"Ah? Are you two progressing so fast?"

Shen Jian scratched his head in confusion.

"Are you envious or what?"

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes, and then suddenly let out a sigh.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you should be the only one of the four people present with experience in confessing. Can you tell me what to do?"

Zhang Qiluo asked helplessly.

"Ah, this, ah"...

Dumbledore hesitantly mumbled for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything useful.