Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 87
The reason why William didn't like dealing with the horses was because they always liked to talk about things, but they were unwilling to give an answer.

And William has also confirmed that although the unicorn named Aurora doesn't hate him, it just doesn't want to be touched by William—even though William has already taken out the materials that were originally intended to be used for alchemy, and the unicorn from Sprout Bean pods from Professor Te's greenhouse were used as bait.

Naturally it is impossible not to eat, but whenever William wanted to touch it, it ran away lightly, and then stared at William with those pitiful big eyes.

"I'll just give a little."

William always thinks like this, and then he gives and gives, and it becomes a whole handful.

The unicorn's trick is very stupid, but it has been tried and tested.

The sun was setting little by little, and William began to feel a little chill in the evening wind.The tall Hagrid finally pushed aside the branches and leaves blocking the way, and returned to the small clearing in the forest. Professor Kettleburn followed behind him, their pockets all bulging.

"It's almost time, we should go back to the castle. After a while, when the sky gets dark, those acromantulas will start to move. We don't want to be treated as food by them."

Professor Kettleburn told a joke.

They bid farewell to Firenze and Aurora the unicorn, and walked towards the castle. Hermione hugged the unicorn for a while, still a little bit reluctantly.

"When you take Care of Fantastic Creatures after third year, you get the chance to see magical creatures like them all the time - it's a very interesting class, I must say."

Professor Kettleburn comforted Hermione.

"Is he telling a joke, or is he really serious?"

William felt a little confused.

It has been two months since they came to Hogwarts. In the class during this time, they have already come into contact with ashen snakes, ashen snakes, ashen snakes, and they just got to know Bowtruckles a while ago.

For the sake of Merlin's chiffon shirt, could the unicorn be sent by Professor Dumbledore?
But William was so helpless that he didn't say anything, because Hermione's eyes were about to burst into stars.

"Someone has to take responsibility and tell her what is reality." William quickly found a reasonable excuse for his behavior.

Rejecting Hagrid's invitation very firmly to let them stay and taste his rock cakes, William hurried back to the castle on time for dinner—Professor Dumbledore was one step behind him, and he was passing by Ravenclaw When he was sitting at the long table, he smiled and nodded to him.

Dumbledore came to his seat in the middle of the teacher's seat and clapped his hands.

"Before dinner begins, if you don't mind, I would like to say a few words."

The noisy auditorium fell silent.

"As reported in the Daily Prophet, Quilinus Quirrell was actually a dark wizard. There is evidence that he planned and personally participated in a number of horrific events that killed more than ten casualties. I believe that he also has some kind of ulterior plot against Hogwarts.

But his plan did not and could not succeed, because this was Hogwarts Castle. "

Dumbledore paused briefly, and looked around the entire auditorium with his sharp eyes—no one dared to look at him, and there was a moment of silence where even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

Although the white wizard was always smiling, William never forgot Dumbledore's appearance after he hurried back to the castle last night after realizing that he had been cheated.

At that time, he was daunting.

"Thanks to Mr. Buffalo, who showed amazing courage and superb magic skills, and assisted the two professors in defeating Quirrell's plot.

He will receive the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award, and Ravenclaw House will add a full hundred house points for it. "

Dumbledore nodded, "I think we should give Mr. Buffalo some applause?" After he finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding——Dumbledore's words were equivalent to officially applauding the "Daily Prophet". Those compliments to William are backed up.

There was thunderous applause in the entire auditorium.

"Well done, Buffalo!"

The Ravenclaw prefect, Robert Hilliard, stood up and shouted.He then looked around and found that not many people stood up like him, and sat back in a little embarrassment.

The applause lasted for a while before subsiding gradually.

"I want to emphasize once again that at Hogwarts, the professors and I will do our best to protect the safety of all of you.

Hogwarts is not only a castle, a school, but also a tolerant and friendly family. We are always willing to trust any kind heart. "

Pressing his hands, Dumbledore's gaze slowly swept across the entire auditorium, and every student who collided with his gaze subconsciously looked away.

He stayed on the Slytherin table for an unusually long time.

Dumbledore looked away.

"But now, I think you're all tired of listening to my old man babbling so let's get dinner started!"

He clapped his hands, and an exquisite dinner suddenly appeared on the long table.The house elves had undoubtedly received orders in advance, and they were desperately preparing for today's dinner.

It's almost as beautiful as the one at the beginning of school.

"Is it my delusion? Or does Professor Dumbledore seem to be referring to something else?"

During the meal, Penello whispered.

"I think you're right."

William nodded. He stood up and got himself some fried fish. The house elves sprinkled some fresh basil on top. It tasted surprisingly good with French fries.

One bite, under the crispy shell, is the fleshy and fragrant fish.

"Dumbledore is just messing around now. Quirrell is dead, and Voldemort hiding on him has also escaped—no matter who the student is, he has lost his support. He must be under great pressure now, before his identity is truly revealed. , it’s just a matter of time.”

He had already realized that neither Dumbledore nor the sober Voldemort were opponents who could be easily fooled.

"Let them fight with the gods."

William felt a little relaxed. Quirrell was dead, and the student didn't hide for long. The next time was a precious period of development for him.

Whether it is the underground factory that is about to be excavated, the secrets of nymphs, alchemy medicine, ancient runes, or what Nicole Flamel left him, it requires a lot of effort.

After a sumptuous dinner, all the fourth graders came to the astronomy tower to observe the stars in the sky with a telescope, which is already considered a very enjoyable thing.

"If you observe carefully enough, you will find that the moon has left the orbit of Cancer, but has not yet entered the next orbit."

The professor of astronomy, Aurora Sinista, explained patiently, "This phenomenon, in astrology, is called the void of the moon."

"Astrology believes that the void of the moon is just a normal natural phenomenon, but prophets have a different view on this. In fact, a Roman astrologer in the 4th century once described it like this:
If the moon is in such a position that she does not carry any energy herself, she does not have proper light interaction with any planet, she does not even have an angular relationship with a benign planet, then she will degenerate.

She will also be deprived of all necessary energy, and she will be denied help with daily life, and finally the help she needs from strangers to maintain her life will be diminished. "

She paused for a moment, so that William and the others could understand the content of this passage, "Astrologers believe that when the moon is empty, the goal is often not achieved."

(End of this chapter)