"Friendship is a beautiful thing, it's touching that you can leave the ball behind on a wonderful night to visit your friends, but I guess patients need to rest, don't they?" The old voice sounded from the door, and several people looked back, Dumbledore in red sequined robes stood in the doorway, they understood what the headmaster meant, there must be something to say to Gloria, and several of them reluctantly left.

Dumbledore paced slowly to Gloria's bedside and winked at her, "Gloria, I'm surprised to see such a beautiful lady in the Forbidden Forest tonight. ”

Gloria blinked in the same way, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I don't know if you could please give me some candy, you know, potions always taste a little ......" she frowned, as if she was agonizing over what to say, "The smell of fermentation, well, is weird." ”

Dumbledore smiled, "Ah, indeed, I've got some honey sugar here, I hope you like it." ”

"Ah, that's so much better, thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore. ”

"Oh, I prefer kids call me professor to the headmaster, that's more affectionate, isn't it?"

"Alright, Professor Dumbledore, I haven't thanked you for rescuing me from the Forbidden Forest. ”

"That's not a big deal, every professor doesn't let his students be in any danger, Miss Pendragon. ”

"Professor, you can call me Gloria, I heard that you and my father are friends, right?"

Dumbledore secretly sighed at the intelligence of the girl in front of him, she was telling him if there was anything he wanted to ask, and there was no need to beat around the bush for fear of offending her, "Then, as an elder, I'll say it bluntly, Gloria, is there any bloodline or ...... left in your family?" Curse?"

Gloria pondered for a moment, "Professor, the Pendragon family has been going on for more than a thousand years, and there are not a few people in the family who are married to magical creatures, and I don't have a clue for a while. ”

Dumbledore was a little silent, he really didn't think that the Pendragon family would have a lot of magical hybrids, "So, what about magical creatures that reject dark magic? ”

Gloria thought about it seriously, the creature that rejects black magic is a pure creature, a pure creature, it can't always be a unicorn, so ......

Gloria said to Dumbledore in some disbelief, "Professor, my great-great-grandmother, seems to be an elf. ”

Dumbledore was also very surprised, however, Ymir's blood, in the previous legends, seems to be true, after the great god Odin killed the giant Ymir, the elf was born from the giant's body, and absorbed the essence of the giant, becoming a spiritual creature, in which the corpse was born to the light side is the elf or light elf, and the backlight side is born is the dark elf, then, rejecting black magic, most of them are light elves.

However, he had not heard of what the ensuing curse was, but the Pendragon family, which had a large collection of books, should have recorded it, and Dumbledore thought about it and told Gloria the prophecy in its entirety.

Gloria smiled, "If it's Aphrodite's curse, then I think, it should be the Mizusawa Elf, it was recorded in the book that Wentini, the ancestor of the Aphroda Elf, once made a bet with Aphrodite and won the unparalleled beauty of the clan, but Aphrodite lost the gamble, so that the Mizusawa Elf would never get love, and died early because of the torture of love." ”

There was a deep sympathy and a little sadness hidden behind Dumbledore's lenses, and Gloria noticed it and winked at him, "Mr. Professor, I'm just a half-blood, I don't get unparalleled beauty, and the curse of never getting love shouldn't be borne by me, right?"

Dumbledore smiled, some things were too early to think about, "Well, kid, you have a good rest, but, Gloria, for you to trespass in the Forbidden Forest, Slytherin ......"

"Oh no! Mr. Professor, for my sake, I'm out walking alone because no one is willing to invite me to the ball!" Gloria fired her doggy eye skill, and Dumbledore laughed, "Not Gloria. ”

Gloria winked at him, "Don't worry, Professor, I don't have another bloodline to awaken to." ”