Chapter 420: Curse
It was a letter from Mr. Lovegood, who had seen a newspaper report and had cut out all the pictures and articles about Luna and made an album.
The news and comments that said Luna was bad were also secretly written down by Mr. Lovegood, and they had better pray that they had nothing to do or do badly.
For Luna, Mr. Lovegood constantly told him that he could get along with Alan Harris, but that he should not do anything beyond friendship during his student years.
In the envelope, Mr. Lovegood also included a photograph of himself, blistered at the corners of his mouth, and holding a book with Luna's picture in his hand to show to the camera.
Luna looked at the letter steadily, carefully tucked Mr. Lovegood's photograph into a copy of "Singing Against the Tune", placed it in her bag, and then opened the next letter.
After only a few lines, Luna casually put the letter aside. The line "I like your light blonde silky hair and white skin the most" is drenched in orange juice knocked by an owl on the table, and it is gradually blurred.
Putting the new issue of "Contrarian" attached to the third letter in her bag, Luna is caught by Ron, who has fainted at the Ravenclaw table, and nonchalantly tears open the last letter.
A stream of yellow-green liquid sprayed onto her hands, emitting a pungent smell of gasoline, and large yellow blisters immediately erupted on her hands.
"Pus from the undiluted Babo tubers!" Alan said angrily as he appeared beside Luna, the envelope floating, and Alan glanced at it, sniffed the envelope, and said angrily.
Luna lifted her hand in pain to observe, her fingers were covered with thick, painful scars, and they looked like they were wearing a pair of thick gloves with pimples.
Allen's wand tapped at her fingers, and a green plaster instantly spread evenly over Luna's injured hand, and a cool feeling penetrated the thick scar, making Luna feel no pain.
Alan then turned his attention to the letter again, "I read in Wizarding Weekly that you are the person Alan Harris misses the most, Alan is the embodiment of Merlin, he is so sunny and handsome, so good, you also deserve to be close to Ellen, wait, I just need to find a big envelope, next time I will send you a curse, if you don't want to die, stay away from my Ellen!"
The owls on Luna's table had eaten their fill, and flew away one by one, and the ginger owl flew to the window, and involuntarily retreated, and the owl widened its round eyes and flapped its wings desperately, but in vain.
It was like a falling meteor, and it quickly came to Allen's face.
Alan soothed its head and soothed the innocently angry owl.
Alan's wand rested against the letter that floated in the air, his lips did not move, but it was a voice completely different from Alan's usual modest and calm tone, and it came from his closed mouth, and the sound felt not to be heard but directly acted on the human heart, and the arrogance carried a demagogic power, and the evil feeling of order came from the language itself. The little wizards in the auditorium began to tremble, and the feeling of weakness and dizziness spread all over their bodies, and those junior and weak little wizards even felt paralyzed and unable to move.
What kind of magic is this, the young wizards present invariably have this thought in their minds.
"Curses in purgatory!" Professor Flitwick said, standing up from his teacher's seat, surprised.
The envelope spun and tumbled rapidly in midair, a dark red glow flickering on the paper. The corner of the envelope burst into flames, emitting a strong smell of sulfur, and soon the entire letter was reduced to ashes.
A piece of parchment appeared in front of Alan, on which Eren quickly wrote: "If you want to lift the curse, go to the Ministry of Magic to find the Aurors and turn yourself in, and then have them bring you to Hogwarts to apologize to Luna, only then your curse will be lifted." ”
The words are full of momentum through the back of the paper, and Allen's anger can be seen in this handwriting alone.
Tying the letter to the owl's feet and letting it fly away, seeing Luna's calm expression, Alan's angry mood was soothed, and when he came back to his senses, he noticed that the little wizards in the auditorium who were affected by his spell bowed apologetically, instead of performing the usual favorite but slightly proud wizarding ceremony: "I'm really sorry everyone, I didn't control my emotions just now, because of my mistake, everyone has not had a very good feeling." ”
"Alan!" Professor Flitwick's shrill voice sounded from behind several young wizards, he looked a little panicked, his clothes were a little messy, and it seemed that he had managed to squeeze away from the little wizards who had come to watch because of Luna's accident just now: "You must not cause human life, the purgatory language carries the power of the devil's contract, and it is cursed by this language, and the recipient cannot easily remove it!"
"Thank you, Professor, but I should have kept it under control. Alan looked at Professor Flitwick who was thinking about himself with a little gratitude, "This is what she started first, she shouldn't have threatened with a curse after playing a malicious prank on Luna, I just punished her in her way, as long as I, an avid female fan, turned myself in as soon as possible, and before this aging curse caused her to die of old age, she had enough time for the Aurors to bring her to me to be lifted, and then she spent just enough time in prison for her to experience the experience of rejuvenation like that Benjamin Button." However, although the wrinkles will slowly disappear and the hair that falls out can grow back on its own, it is estimated that the lost teeth will have to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to have a drink of raw bones after prison. ”
Allen, who had sent Luna to the school doctor's office and came back to help her clean up, swept his eyes to the ashes on the ground, and he felt that Luna's matter of increasing the strength of her soul could no longer be carried out slowly, and it had to be put on the agenda. Right in front of her, Luna was hurt like this. And the letter is still threatening Luna to mail her a curse next time. Thinking of this possibility, Allen's eyes narrowed, it was time to use the method of absorbing the soul of the eight-eyed giant spider to increase the strength of the soul, maybe it was time to have a special date with Penelope.
At night, snowflakes fluttered one after another, falling a thick layer on the ground, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Tall, curvaceous, Penelope, who had recently spent a few days in the Aurors' office, and slightly shorter was Alan, the Hogwarts score controller who was in his throttling years.
They appeared in the territory of the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider, and quickly approached the dense crowd of large spiders.