Chapter 372: The Man Chosen by the Dark Lord

It's the end of the semester, the young wizards' school exams have just been completed, and after the results are out, Hogwarts will have a long summer vacation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Listening to the meaning of Dumbledore's words, I hope that Evan can follow him to pursue these two clues.

They will be away for a long time, which means that they will be on new fantastic adventures during the holidays.

The wizarding prison of Azkaban, the unknown hideout of the Fallen Centaurs, and the terrifying god from the Void, Evan was thrilled to think about.

With Dumbledore by his side this time, there shouldn't be any more surprises.

"I'm going too, it's my responsibility to do that. Sirius stood up and said excitedly, "I must help Evan break this spell." ”

"I can promise you, but you must promise to obey my orders in case of danger, can you do it?" Dumbledore surveyed Sirius.

"Of course!" Sirius said with a hurried nod, without hesitation.

"Very well, let's leave tomorrow morning and go to the Ministry of Magic to meet Fudge first. Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall and Snape, "Minerva and Severus, while I'm away, everything at Hogwarts will be handled by the two of you. If there's something you can't solve, you know how to contact me!"

"Don't worry, Albus!" Professor McGonagall said, pursing her lips, and she stepped forward to hug Aven tightly, sending her blessings, and rubbing his hair.

"I don't have a problem. Snape said, looking at Sirius viciously, "But what I just said, about responsibility for the whole incident, I hope ......"

"Don't worry about it, I'll apply for resignation. Sirius looked back at Snape sharply, "If that makes you feel better, Snot." ”

A flush appeared on Snape's gloomy face, and his right hand rested on his wand, as if hesitating to pull it out, before snorting heavily.

"That's exactly what I've been dreaming of, and since you've decided, I don't have the time or the need to continue arguing with a reckless idiot. It's the second half of the night, and if nothing else, I hope to be able to go back to sleep. ”

Snape nodded to Dumbledore and turned to leave the room.

"Professor, you're not really going to let Sirius go, are you?" Snape's figure vanished, and Harry asked hurriedly, "He's our best Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." ”

"Don't worry about me, Harry!" Before Dumbledore could speak, Sirius replied on his behalf, "Snape is right, I must take responsibility and pay for my mistakes, I hope you understand that." ”

Harry nodded as if he wanted to say something, his face full of worry.

"Sirius, now that you've made your decision, I'll accept your application. The position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is always vacant, and it looks like we're going to have to worry about new candidates again!" Dumbledore said calmly, turning to look at Aven, "You'll need to carry this Philosopher's Stone with you so you can absorb the magic in it at any time. I note you have a Slytherin locket, you might be able to put it in there. ”

Evan nodded, and removed the locket around his neck.

He gently opened the lid of the box with the large S inlaid with the Slytherin family crest and placed the Philosopher's Stone inside. I don't know if it's a coincidence, but this irregularly shaped magic can be put in just enough to take up half of the space.

Looking at the size, it seems that this locket was originally used to hold magic stones.

"Very good, very good!" Dumbledore exclaimed, as if he had known this for a long time, and his gaze turned to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, "children, if there are no other problems, I hope you can go back to your hospital bed and get some sleep." ”

"Professor, can we go with you to follow those two leads?" Hermione asked, plucking up her courage, looking at Evan worriedly.

"Yes, I want to go too!" Harry followed, "we all want to do something for Evan to help him break this curse left by Voldemort." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't think the three of you can be involved in this. Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I don't have the right to take you out of the summer to face dangers that are far beyond your reach. You should go back to your home, or your parents and family will be worried. ”

"But Sirius is my godfather, he's my guardian!" said Harry, "and he's my only relative, and I'll follow him wherever he is." ”

"Harry, I'm glad you said that," Sirius said with relief, "but I think Dumbledore is right, you can't go on an adventure with us. ”

"But ......"

"Harry, you have to go back to your aunt and uncle's house for the summer. From a blood point of view, they are your only relatives. Dumbledore said in a non-chalanting tone, not as if he didn't want to discuss the matter, "Alright, you three should go back to the beds now, and I'd like to be able to talk to our centaur friends, and by the way, write a letter to Evan's parents and explain the ins and outs of the matter in a way that Muggles can understand." ”

Dumbledore walked over to Ferenze, who was waiting at the door, and he seemed to be going back to the centaur tribe to take a closer look at the whole incident.

Soon, only Aven, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were left in the ward.

Madam Pomfrey blew out the candlelight, and it was dark before her eyes.

Evan lay on the bed unable to sleep, and he stared at the serpentine mark on his wrist in a daze.

Next to him, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also facing their own chaotic thoughts.

They talked for a long time, starting with tonight's Centaur Tribe adventure.

In the end, Evan comforted Hermione for a long time before she could be reassured.

Before they knew it, all four of them fell asleep.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the cold moonlight followed the window to find the hospital room, shining on a hospital bed by the window, if someone came at this time, they would definitely be able to clearly see the incomparably clear black mark on the back of the neck of the child on the hospital bed.

The python that emerged from the skull's mouth seemed to be alive, its eyes shining with a malicious light, and then disappeared in an instant.

The whole mark slowly disappeared into the skin as if it had never existed.

Professor Trelawney's prophecy was fulfilled, and Voldemort used his magic to mark the Chosen One, and he would henceforth gain unimaginable powers.

Will these powers come from that terrifying evil god?!(To be continued.) )