Dawn is approaching, and the white morning mist slowly disperses, like a curtain opened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Black tattered wizard's robes float in the air, gray white bones occasionally peeking through the cracks in the tattered robes. At this moment, the whole of Magic Britain is still in the cold of early spring, and most of the wizards are curled up in the warm bed, sleeping soundly. But for this newly formed group of Dementors, there was no day or night, and it was as if they were in an eternal fixed time, suffering from eternity.

A north wind blew, and the hem of their low-hanging black robes fluttered wildly in the wind. They walked between the withered old trees, and the frost instantly covered the withered bark, like the eyebrows of an old man who had been weathered. The Dementors made no sound as they went, and if it weren't for their eyesight, they would have passed through the woodland like a cold wind.

There are no whites of the eyes, no noses, the mouth is like a bottomless passage to nothingness, and emotionless creatures move silently, expressionless, as if time has frozen around them.

With the flowing hoarfrost, the Dementors quickly passed through the woodland, the damp lichen turned into a dead yellow, the twisted ancient trees became more eerie, the whimper of the north wind continued to cry back and forth, and the pain of a thousand years had never been relieved.

Most wizards have not heard of the situation of these terrible creatures staying here. The Ministry of Magic has covered up any trace of this secret. Every student at Hogwarts was told about the taboos of the Forbidden Forest, but no student ever knew the truth. Even a top wizard like Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School, only knew a little bit of it. The secret of Nicol Lemay's immortality, how to make the Philosopher's Stone, many lost transfigurations, and the terrible secrets of important dark arts can all be answered here.

But this mysterious land of pain has now become a place of oblivion. For various reasons, Wizarding Britain has abandoned its ongoing maintenance, allowing it to be overrun by Dementors and other extremely evil creatures.

The group of Dementors wandered along a set course, and they eventually reached an open field with an extremely strange tree growing in the center of the field. This tree does not want real-world matter, but resembles a creation of the elemental world. She is so colorful and ever-changing that the wind cannot move its branches, and the rain cannot moisten its leaves.

Standing in the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest, at the heart of a vast magic circle, this tree hides and seals a great secret, the key to the contract between wizards and dementors, and she was once the most important treasure of the ancient elven world, a witness to the elven splendour.

The tree has withstood the dark magic of antiquity and the primordial evil that modern wizards can't imagine. Before the advent of wizards in the Old World, this evil force ruled almost all of Europe. It wasn't until the appearance of the legendary wizard Merlin that he reluctantly sealed the primordial evil power with the help of this ancient artifact.

In the days that followed, betrayal and injury led to a terrible metamorphosis of the noble elves, who were eventually enslaved by the wizards and turned into the lowly elves who could communicate with the wizards smoothly. The things that had been passed down from generation to generation by the primordial elves, such as magic and spells, had not disappeared, but others, such as the legends and culture of the elves, eventually became obscure and unknowable. Only the most mysterious elf elders will know these terrible secrets.

The Hogwarts Elf Elder is the only remaining Elven Elder of the Elven race, and she is Shea'an's supporter, Elder Dora.

Once the most powerful and noble race of antiquity, it has long since declined and has become a vassal race of wizards. When the elves agreed to unite with the wizards to deal with the primordial evil of the ancients, who would have thought of the current fate!

Wizards are afraid of the powerful race of elves. Elder Dora was well aware of this. The current elf has been added with the word "small", which looks ridiculous and funny, completely losing the nobility and beauty of the ancestor era. They have lived under constant persecution by wizards for decades, and by now, most of the elves have forgotten the glorious history of their ancestors and forgotten their birth. They only know that their race is the race that was conquered by sorcerers in ancient wars. They consider their race to be a lowly race, to serve their masters for generations, to be slaves of the old and rich wizarding families, to do all the housework, to be bound by their masters, not to disobey their masters' orders at will, and to punish themselves for disobedience.

But how many people know the truth of history, the wizard betrayed his brave and kind elven allies, and imposed a curse on the elves, stripping them of their memories and legacy, turning them into poor slaves, and wanting to enslave his former friends forever.

Wizards are greedy, wizards are evil, and wizards are still powerful. Elder Dora closes her eyes in pain whenever she thinks of her fellow citizens who have been enslaved and persecuted day and night.

The saddest thing is that those poor elves are already servile at this time, and many of them are used to this situation. They are proud of the wizarding family's gratuitous contributions, and proud to be good slaves. The wizards not only deprived the noble elves of their beauty and virtue, but also completely distorted their morality of advocating courage and freedom!

Thinking that one day in the future, the elves will completely become nonsense legends, the enslaved elves will become accustomed to their own humility, and the entire race will be completely annihilated, Elder Dora has to open his eyes and look at the world around him in danger.

Elder Dora's eyes widened in horror, she looked a little panicked, the elders before her had left this world with infinite regret and hatred, and she was afraid that she could only turn into nothingness in remorse. The elder pondered, hoping to find a way, but because she was lost in thought, she didn't notice the footsteps of others coming, and it wasn't until a middle-aged male elf couldn't help coughing that Elder Dora came back to her senses.

"Mother, I just got the news that Andrew Lee used an unprecedented spell in the final level, which has a lot of similarities with the Sword of the Victory Pact of the Greengrass family, except that Andrew's magic seems to summon a soldier weapon called a spear in the East, instead of summoning the legendary sword like the Sword of the Gringgrass Family of the Victory Pact. "Elder Dora's son is the head of Hogwarts School Logistics, who Xie An is very familiar with, and is the leader of the elves who are in charge of the clothing, food, housing and transportation of the entire Hogwarts school students.

Elder Dora didn't seem to come back to her senses for a moment, her eyes were blank as she looked at the pillowcase on the Minister of Logistics' body, which was made of silk and embroidered with colorful silk threads: a kind lady was holding a cute doll and sitting on a hideous four-hoofed monster. What's the name of that monster? By the way, the unicorn! Andrew said that it was a powerful creature that could shapeshift, and that if the conditions were right, this hideous creature with horsehooves and oxtail could be transformed into another, even more terrifying fetish!

'Andrew didn't disappoint. Maybe he can really change where we are now. If we can break the seal in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, then the elves may be able to regain their former glory!" said Elder Dora lightly, as if she had no interest in reviving the elves.

"Mother, the Lee family where Andrew was born is just an alien family, they didn't set foot on British soil hundreds of years ago, and we support such a family now, I'm afraid..."

"Jamie, although you are very powerful, you cannot inherit my position as an elder. Your vision is too narrow. Those old families have a close relationship with the goblin clan, and they have long had no desire for revolution. The elves control the wealth of the wizarding world, which is equivalent to the control of those old magical nobles and pure-blood families, and the close entanglement of interests between them can even allow these two completely unrelated races to marry! Elder Dora lost the slightest kindness, and at this time, a cold temperament made the bonfires in the corridor dim a lot.

"Mother, you may be right, but I still think it's best for us to find those down-and-out pure-blood families. For example, the Longbottom family, since their family's heir was tortured and mad by Bellatrix Lestrange, the Longbottom family has been in dire straits. Now that we have reached an extremely embarrassing situation, if we can help them at this time, we may be able to grasp some rights more smoothly. The logistics minister was not upset by his mother's criticism, but thought about it seriously before saying.

"The Longbottoms do have some power in the Wizengamot, and even a small but crucial number of votes. I've thought about this before, but it wasn't until I saw Andrew Lee that I made such a final decision. Just like Merlin's shameful betrayal, it may take a concerted effort to unite and unite, but the beginning of the attack and persecution may only require a terrible wizard to take the lead. The strength of the family will certainly play an important role in the struggle, but the most important thing for us now is to set a goal and find a leader to take the lead! Only with the leadership of this leader can our people have the courage to take the first step in rebellion!" Elder Dora's voice fluctuated slightly, and her old face was slightly distorted by the reflection of the campfire.

"The wizards are too guarded against us, and if this leader is an elf, the wizards will kill him at all costs. If the leader is a wizard who tends to liberate the elves, then the chances of our freedom will be greatly increased. When we unravel the curse in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, when we regain the form and ability of the ancient ancestors, we will reforge the elven glory!"

"That's why I chose Andrew, that's why I need Kirin Wizard, you know, my child?" Elder Dora was short in stature, and although he was looking up at his son slightly, he felt like he was looking down at the Minister of Logistics.

The logistics minister bowed deeply to Elder Dora and said solemnly and solemnly, "Elder, I understand. I gave everything for the revival of the elves, including my life!"

The two days of wonderful outward bound training are over. The whole thing is still talking about this extremely interesting event. Headmaster Dumbledore announced that the school would organize similar practical training in the future, and that he might form a team with his fifth and sixth year classmates.

Minister Fudge and Xie An had a cordial conversation with Xie An and encouraged Xie An to continue his efforts. Lucius Malfoy looked at Xie An blankly, giving Xie An a sense of danger. Dumbledore looked at Shea with an undisguised look of scrutiny in his eyes, making Shea'an's uneasiness even more real. The only thing that comforted Xie An was that his friends didn't seem to think too much, they didn't alienate Xie An because Xie An released such a powerful spear of oath, Hermione asked Xie An for such a powerful spell very seriously, and Xie An promised her to explain it to her in detail later.

The relationship between the two has become more integrated, and just as Shea An is not ready to give up on Hermione, Hermione does not treat Shea as an outsider. Luna smiled and looked at Xie An, which made Xie An feel a burst of warmth, and Halle Black looked at Xie An curiously, as if she wanted to use her mind on Xie An to see how many secrets Xie An still had in his head.

When Shea returned to the Hogwarts School Castle, the first thing he did was disappear from everyone's sight. Although it seems that Xie An has made a big splash on the surface, this cannot bring any security guarantee to Xie An. On the first day of the competition, a short magic release actually caused such violent magic fluctuations, so that Xie An could not enjoy the admiration, scrutiny, or hostile gaze of others at ease.

The "Doomsday Force" can't let the wizards of this world know that Xie An doesn't want to be the god of death in this world. When a gifted Muggle invents the most terrifying weapon of all, he sees the end of the world: a projectile with the power of the entire universe. A stream of red-hot smoke and flames, as bright as a thousand suns, rose slowly and dazzlingly...... It is a mystical weapon, a thunderbolt of steel, a great messenger of death, that has burned the entire nation of Vorisnes and Anhakras to ashes......

Xie An, who has witnessed the strange brilliance of the "Doomsday" in the sky, is like the power of the Holy Spirit, only a thousand suns can compete with it for the apocalyptic scene, and at this time, Xie An, who still has this magma-like doomsday power flowing in his body, how could he not know the result of this most destructive energy being discovered.

Among all the secrets that Xie An had at this time, the Philosopher's Stone was actually not the most important, the most important was definitely the power of the blood-red scorched earth, which was the gate to the end of the world. Imagine that this kind of power is in the hands of any ill-intentioned or twisted madman, then the whole world will become an extension of hell in Xie An's mind.

Xie An had to spend a great deal of energy to suppress the impulse of crazy destruction in his body, he couldn't practice the Divine Mind, and controlling these terrifying powers almost exhausted Xie An's energy.

After returning to the castle and greeting Hermione and the others, Xie An said that he was a little tired and needed to rest early. Hallie Black and the others didn't have much strength at all in the last level, and this was the most exciting time, seeing Xie An's tired appearance, several people were embarrassed to propose a carnival celebration. Xie An waved his hand indifferently and said, "You can go and play with yours, that spell consumes too much of my mana, I need to go and take a break, and I will look for you again when I have time in the evening." Everyone saw that Xie An was indeed just a little lacking, so they cheered and left.

After Xie An left everyone, after making sure that no one was following, there were no invisible creatures around, and there were no strange marks on his body, he walked out of the castle through the secret passage, and arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

There was no time to grieve the spring and autumn, Xie An felt that although the tide of magic power had weakened, the feeling of instability had become stronger.

The poplar staff spewed out a cloud of gray mist, and Xie An was quickly engulfed by the gray mist. (To be continued.) )