"Who is he?"

"What is the legacy of the Big Four?"

"Merlin is not Merlin, and what is the intersection?"

“...”

The mess of clues, and the questions that were more than clues, they were in Gawain's mind, but he shook his head too hard.

Although Gawain actually knows.

As Murphy's Law says, what you don't want to happen, often happens.

If left uninvestigated, they are likely to evolve into something worse in the future.

But at least now he can take it easy.

Gawain parted ways with Hagrid, who was still very worried, in the foyer, and then masturbated Mrs. Loris, who happened to pass by the corridor on the second floor, before returning to the common room of the Gryffindor Tower.

Touched a can for the abyss, and touched its little head that was awakened, Gawain lay down on the bed without even taking off his clothes, and fell asleep almost instantly.

But this time the dream was exceptionally clear.

In the dream, he became a centaur man.

Growing up on a grassland with no edge in sight.

Depends on hunting for a living.

In the early morning, the warrior would teach him the art of fighting, how to hold a spear, how to draw a longbow, and how to inflict damage on the enemy with both hands if necessary, while at night, the elder of the tribe would sit around the fire with other centaurs of his age.

They will light the herbs and look at the sky.

The stars in the sky are vast and mysterious.

"The stars have their own laws, and we can never really see the future. But experienced centaurs will draw enough experience from history to speculate. ”

The Old Centaurs always start with stories from the very early days, when even Hogwarts castles were still wild.

Manticores, griffins, forktailed dragons, stone trolls...

Many powerful and savage magical creatures roam the wilderness, while humans are cowered behind thin stone walls.

They have to pray every day.

Pray that it will not be reduced to food after sunset.

Such a life is almost day in and day out.

The foal became a warrior.

The Warrior became the new Elder.

In Gawain's feelings, it seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like it had only passed enough time to have afternoon tea.

Until one day, a red-haired human wizard recklessly intrudes into the centaurs' lives.

He proudly said that he and a few friends were going to set up a school for wizards. It will be the first and only place where it can shelter everyone.

The warriors confronted him, only to be defeated by his superb swordsmanship.

At the moment when Gawain was about to lift the spear...

The dream came to an abrupt end.

The world suddenly became dark, but at the center of the darkness was a large blood-colored cocoon.

On the outside of the cocoon, they were enveloped in white, yellow, and red light clusters, and they were tightly wrapped around the cocoon like chains.

Its real name is unknown.

But when everyone sees it, they know what to call it.

- "The Red Queen. ”

Gawain muttered.

"Gawain, what are you talking about? Are you listening?"

Hermione asked, puzzled, since the morning, she felt like Gawain was in a state of despair.

"I'm sorry, Jane, I'm a little distracted. What were you talking about?"

Gawain replied a little embarrassed, leaned over and fetched some sausages for himself. He could feel a stream of heat slowly entering his body under the robe, in the front breast pocket of his shirt.

From yesterday's emerald jade.

"I say, in the hallway on the fourth floor, the same corridor that Professor Dumbledore forbids students to enter, there's a three-headed dog!"

Hermione glanced at him and lowered her voice.

"For Merlin's sake, how could he put such a dangerous thing in the castle!"

Hermione hesitated about yesterday.

- When she accidentally "passes", she hears Malfoy and Harry dueling at midnight. She wanted to drag Gawain to stop this, but she couldn't find him, so she had to stop them herself...

As a result, he was locked out of the door wearing only pajamas.

"I think it must have been cold. ”

Gao Wenyan grasped the core succinctly.

"The point is not here! It's the three-headed dog! I swear, it's not even on the Ministry of Magic's list of dangerous magical creatures! I thought they were extinct in Greece!"

Hermione looked left and right to make sure that even the most annoying Malfoy wasn't peeking at him, before she said to Gawain in shock.

"Also, there was a trapdoor under the dog's body. Whatever lies underneath that, I think it must be important. Otherwise, Professor Dumbledore wouldn't have risked hurting the students and let that dog into the castle, would he?"

"I have a guess as to where it came from," Gawain said, wiping his mouth with a square towel and borrowing a quill from Hermione.

He wrote quickly on parchment.

Yesterday's pass.

The origin of that jade.

And that weird dream.

It's all carefully recorded.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with asking Hagrid about anything at Hogwarts Castle that can be associated with a ferocious monster.

Because either he can help with the problem, or the thing is simply adopted by him. ”

While writing the letter, Gawain explained.

"And if Tom Redra and Tom Riddle are the same person, and who are he?"

After thinking about it, Gawain decided to go to the library to look up the previous academic calendar before deciding whether or not to talk to Professor Dumbledore about it.

"And again: Professor, I wonder if you would be able to tell us about the experience of a student named Tom Riddle?

Your Gauvin White. ”

At the end of the letter, he concludes with this.

Gawain raised his arm, stopped a public owl that had just finished delivering the letter, and carefully folded the parchment into small rolls and tied them to its feet.

"Can you please give it to Professor Dumbledore?"

The owl happily ate the nuts that Gawain had given him as a thank-you gift, and jumped on his shoulders triumphantly before flying out of the window.

Gawain watched with envy as it departed lightly.

After last night's tossing, he felt that he also needed a leisurely half day to be able to lie on the edge of the black lake and take a nap in the sun.

Instead of coping with this full curriculum.

"Let's go, Jane. ”

As if to give up on himself, Gao Wenmeng grabbed two handfuls of hair and got up to head to the greenhouse in the corner of the castle to take Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class.

Today they are going to learn how to handle white fresh.

Bai Xian is a white plant that looks a bit like aloe vera, it is one of the main ingredients for making uplifting potions, and it has a very good wound healing effect.

Although it was not as effective as a result of some of the traumas caused by the dark arts, it did not prevent Bai Xian from becoming the first material for Gawain's headache in his herbal medicine class.

- Because cutting white fresh sometimes releases flammable water vapor, it has a very pungent and spicy smell.

There is a slight swelling on the appearance of such white freshness.

But unfortunately.

Gao Wen obviously lacks reliable judgment ability to distinguish which kind of white fresh will be fried. In his opinion, there is no difference at all between these green and fat aloe vera.

This was only reluctantly improved after Professor Sprout dragged Neville away from Hannah and went to group up with Gawain.

PS: In the books, it was Friday, and Malfoy asked Harry to duel, but due to an accident in flying lesson, Ron didn't advertise that Harry was a Seeker as he did before (because he had a better point to talk about), and Professor McGonagall announced Harry's decision to join the varsity team on Monday.

(Because the detailed introduction requires too many words, it is only explained and not expressed)

Finally, ask for recommendation votes!Friday to decide whether this round of recommendations will be promoted, data is very important!