The moon rendered the silent Forbidden Forest with a pale silver glow, and today's style was noisy, whining over and over again as it blew over and over the cold grounds of Hogwarts.

Malfoy stomped his foot, crushed a few dead leaves on the ground, and slowly reached into his arms, then took out a sealed letter, and tried to reach for Karkaroff

"Mr. Ning'an, a letter to you—he said you should remember him."

Igor? Karkaroff was stunned for a moment, pointed at Malfoy's wand and lowered it a few inches, on his thin chin, the little goatee danced in the wind, and the silver-white fur cloak on his body was not only soft and smooth, but also very warm, but Karkaroff only felt cold hands and feet at the moment.

He struggled to maintain Principal Durmstrang's dignity, glancing Malfoy back and forth with a cold, piercing gaze, and after a moment he said coldly:

"Bring it—"

There was a tremor in his voice that he hadn't even noticed.

Malfoy hurriedly stepped forward and handed him the envelope, and Karkaroff made a gesture to take the letter into his arms

"Ah, wait—I think you'd better see it now," Malfoy looked at Karkaroff strangely, "Mr. Ning'an needs you to make a decision soon, he ...... He can't wait too long for you......"

Karkaroff raised his eyebrows, his eyes becoming more and more cold and sharp, and he opened his mouth, showing his yellow teeth as he spoke

"Oh? What do you think? ”

He pointed his wand at Malfoy, his face displeased, being treated in such a tone by a child, Karkaroff felt that he had been humiliated, and if it weren't for the special circumstances now, he would probably use an unforgivable spell to let the boy in front of him know that he knew how powerful.

Even if he still has a good relationship with Lucius.

The shaking figures in the woods of "Salasalad" alarmed Karkarov, and he looked around in panic, and behind the towering cedar trees, there were several dark figures looming, with wands in their hands, as if they were gesturing in this direction.

Karkaroff's face suddenly turned pale as if he had been washed with water.

"Y-you-" He pointed at Malfoy, his wand trembling, but he couldn't pronounce half of the incantation, the burning sensation on his forearm spread again, and Karkaroff staggered backwards, narrowly missing the ground.

Malfoy's face was pale, not much better than Karkaroff's

"Card ...... Principal Karkaroff? ”

The dark shadows in the surrounding woods shook even more violently, and a low conversation could be heard faintly, and Karkaroff gritted his teeth in hatred, forcing himself to forget the fact that he was being threatened by a small child, staring at Malfoy, reaching into his arms again, and pulling out the letter.

"Okay, okay, I'm looking now-"

He roughly tore open the fire paint, revealing the pure white letter inside, took it out, and saw the warm handwriting on it:

Dear Professor Karkarov,

Your arm must be burning so hard right now, are you finally interested in my previous proposal? Durmstrang can't be marked on the map, but if that person wants to find you, there must be a way, right?

Many of them are looking forward to getting you back, and how many of them are thinking about how to torture you day and night?

Again, I can provide you with shelter, Igor, think about it, and introduce Durmstrang to me, the position of principal, will not help you in any way, will it?

Come and see me when you think about it, and you won't wait for it to expire.

Thou faithful Ning

Karkaroff silently put the letter away, and glanced up at Malfoy, who hurried over, handed over a note, and said:

"If you want to find him, go here."

Karkaroff lowered his head, and it was a small note torn from something that read:

"Shafiq House is located in Leicestershire, in the Shafiq Valley, under the big banyan tree behind the lake, please visit by 26 June."

When Karkaroff read the entire note, the small piece of paper spontaneously ignited in his hand, turning into a pile of flying debris and drifting deep into the Forbidden Forest.

"I'll go." Karkaroff looked at Malfoy again, and the commotion in the woods had stopped, as if no one had ever appeared.

"Mr. Ning'an will be very happy."

Malfoy replied with a strong smile, watching Karkaroff walk away a little, and then there was a crackling explosion, and the phantom shifted away.

"Whew-"

Malfoy gasped and sat down on the ground, ignoring the dirt and rotten leaves rubbing against his smooth robes.

"Well done, Malfoy." A few people came out of the woods, and the leader was Daphne? Greengrass.

"Karkaroff is also timid enough." She looked in the direction in which Karkaroff had disappeared and muttered in her mouth.

"That's when you weren't pointed at by him with his wand."

Malfoy muttered quietly, but didn't dare Daphne hear him, he looked at Astoria who was following his sister? Greengrass, puffing up his chest again, as if waiting to be praised.

"But why is Karkaroff so flustered?"

Eric? Hohenzollern held his face with his arms in bewilderment, and his father never mentioned the matter of the snake letter in his daily letters, even though he told his father that he had joined the snake letter.

Ning An never showed his face in front of these people after a meeting at the beginning of the school year, and this time the mission was also entrusted by Daphne.

Eric always felt that something big was going on, the activities of the snake letter, the panic of Karkaroff, and the riots in the Triwizard Cup, the missing warriors, seemed to be faintly able to penetrate into an invisible net, covering everyone.

Eric couldn't help but shudder, and his whole body was excited.

"I ...... I think it must be ...... Ning'an ...... Adult's plan ......"

Dominica? Walker said timidly, he couldn't speak at the mention of Ning'an, this complete Muggle-born wizard respected the person who had provided him with shelter the most.

In fact, you don't need to call an adult, Ning An is only one year older than you.

Daphne couldn't help but slander in her heart, but it was inconvenient to say it, and after looking at a few people, she interrupted the discussion and said:

"Alright, there's nothing to do with us here, let's go back quickly, or we'll make the other professors suspicious—"

They kept an eye on Karkaroff from the third project, until the riots broke out, the warrior disappeared, he left suddenly, and several people followed him.

"But what about Durmstrang's students?"

"They're probably going to have to go back in that big boat on their own."

"That's pretty cool......"

The sound gradually faded into the forest, and the Forbidden Forest returned to silence.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away from Hogwarts, in Leicestershire, an old mansion is filled with wizards and witches, as if some grand ceremony is taking place.

The hall in the center of the room was vacated, and a golden large, strange thing like a roulette wheel with seven grooves was placed in the center of the room, and a piece of ground in the middle was empty, only Ning An himself stood alone, and the others pushed it away and stood in the corner.

There was a small round table beside Ning An, on which were placed seven transparent glass bottles in turn, more or less, the bottles contained some dark red blood, if you looked closely, you could also see the words written on the bottle, which were:

Foolish, wise, good, evil, cowardly, brave, and "myself", a listless viper lay on the other table, it was the old serpent Sephant, who had spent the winter in Ning'an's little treasure box, as if hibernating, and had been sleeping since Ning'an fed him some of the remaining elixirs of Nicolmae.

Next to Sephant was a lifelike stone statue, the one named Anagram, and Ning An had always felt that this stone statue was staring at him from the moment he took her out, and there was no doubt that it was alive.

"Alright, now it's your turn—"

He whispered that after obtaining the blood of the evil from Voldemort, the blood of the cowardly from Wormtail, plus Harry's blood of the brave and Ning An's own blood, the necessary materials to complete this magic were ready, and now, it was time to fulfill the agreement between him and Sondak, and when the time came, Calidora's soul would be free and truly liberated.

He first placed the stone statues of Sephant and Anagram in the center of the huge golden seven-groove disc, which was a depression in the depression of the lower area, Sephant was coiled motionless, Ning An opened the cork containing the blood, let the blood flow slowly down the seven grooves in the center, soaked Sephine in it, and then began to chant the incantation.

“Μετο?διοσουτοα?μα，θατονφ?ρειπ?σωστηζω?σου，οικαλ?τερε?ευχ??，ημ?νητου?θεο??，μ?νομιαπροσευχ?，παντοδ?ναμο?κ?ριο?τη?κ?λαση?，κ?λεσεπ?σω，μωρ?，α?μα;”

It was a long Greek phrase, and as the voice of Soth rang out, the otherwise calm blood in the center of the groove began to churn violently.

Ning An's voice became louder and louder, and the wizards around who watched this scene all held their breath, the spell seemed to come from hell, and the sound transmitted from the netherworld, the four walls of the entire old mansion began to tremble violently, and the characters originally painted in several hanging paintings did not know where to go, as if fleeing, and fled from their own picture frames.

The whole house, shaking more and more, like an earthquake, the witch Barbara, one of them did not stand still and almost fell, but fortunately Jung next to her helped her.

"Thanks, thank you—Hohenzollern, what the hell is this—"

She stared at Ning An with little toad-like eyes, staring at Ning An tightly, his voice did not decrease or hesitate because of the shaking of the house, but became more and more high-pitched.

The whole room began to reflect the echo of Ning An, at first it was just a faint shout, but soon, it became the harmony of hundreds of people, as if there were countless invisible phantoms chanting incantations with Ning An, which reminded Barbara of the scene he had seen by chance when Muggles were singing hymns during Mass.

Her body began to swing unobediently, even though she was a witch who was very confident in her strength, but the scene in front of her was something she had never seen before.

In the grooves of the golden roulette, the blood changed from calm to boiling, as if it was really with an extremely high temperature, and huge bubbles kept emerging, and the stone statues of the viper and the witch that were coiled were wrapped in swollen blood underneath and disappeared.

But soon, something new came along.

It was a withered arm, jutting out from beneath the swollen blood bubbles that had swelled many times, crumpled, and the skin was a dark brown that was close to black, and the veins bulged and easily exposed.

Then came the other arm, grasping at the edge of the groove as if there was a body underneath.

A few wizards couldn't help but bow down/shenzi, this scene was really uncomfortable, even disgusting.

There was indeed a body underneath him, burrowing out of the swollen blood bubbles, like a baby breaking through the sheep and burrowing out of the mother's body, a body that was more wrinkled than an arm.

But not the folds of a newborn, but the imprint of aging.

He slowly climbed down from the golden disc, Ning An watched from the side, and did not reach out to help, it turned out that this wrinkled guy did not need help, he slowly stood up, his height was only about Ning An's waist/ji, and everyone could see his face clearly at this time.

Although it was still stained with blood, it was an old man's face, his beard and eyebrows were white, and his eyes were narrow, like a pair of snake eyes, he pursed the corners of his lips and took a deep breath, as if intoxicated by the air.

Before Ning An could talk to him, the second person also came out of the blood bubble, but unlike the old man before, this time it was a slender, round, plump big/tui, with bright and shiny skin, and you could imagine its *****g just by looking at it.

This was followed by another.

Ning An heard the sound of swallowing saliva behind her, Barbara snorted disdainfully, and couldn't help but compare herself and the other party, and came to the conclusion that maybe the other party could barely fight with her.

After the two legs stretched out, he jumped off the disc in a leap, and the whole person appeared directly in front of Ning An.

It was a tall lady, she was not naked, she was dressed in a bright navy blue silk robe, draped in a light blue scarf, lace gloves on her hands, and an emerald gemstone ornament on her head, and her long black hair was draped behind her head.

Ning An forced himself to withdraw his gaze, Hermione's glare appeared in his mind, he hurriedly coughed twice, and someone had already given a cloak to the dry, naked old man.

Both of them looked at Ning An, who chuckled and said to them:

"Finally see the real person, Mr. Sephant, Miss Anagram."

"Haha-"

The woman, who was half a head taller than Ning An, laughed twice, and there was a breathtaking charm between her words

"How could that be our real name? Think about it—my name is Mojana, and as for this guy—"

"Helbo." The old man said lightly, and he was looking into the room.

Ning An thought about it, and suddenly it suddenly dawned, isn't Morgana Anagrom upside down, as for Helbo, he has also heard of it, he used to be a dark wizard, and it is said that he was the first person to make a basilisk, so it seems that he used serpent, "snake" as a pseudonym, and it is not surprising.