CHAPTER XXXVI
No one knew what Sally was thinking that night, except that the next day, she crossed her name off the Christmas leave list.
"You have to think about it, if you don't go back this year, you will have another chance next year. James said.
"I figured it out. Sally nodded.
"You know, it's not the best way to escape. James said disapprovingly.
"I didn't run away. Sally shrugged and said, "I'm just slowing down." β
In the big holiday of Christmas, in fact, many people have not left. The biggest difference between this and Hogwarts is that it doesn't make any changes for Christmas, so it wasn't until Christmas Day was over that Sally realized that Christmas was over.
I don't know if Harry or they miss her, if Malfoy and Pansy are still like glue, and this year Mrs. Weasley promised her a huge cake, and I don't know what to do with it in the end.
"Sally, Sally. Hoyt called to her, and she looked impatiently, only to see that he was holding a silver-white crystal ball in his hand, which emitted a faint silver light.
"I've heard that Christmas is all about preparing gifts. There was unconcealed excitement in his tone: "Merry Christmas." β
Sally took the crystal ball with some surprise and asked curiously, "What's the use of this thing?"
"Uh... Lighting?" Hoyt said.
βγγγ Well, thank you. Sally put the crystal ball in her bracelet, looked down and continued to see, vaguely felt a gaze, looked up, and sure enough, Hoyt was looking at her with sparkling eyes.
"Anything else?" she asked, puzzled. Hoyt pouted, "I've got a gift for you, my gift." β
Sally was stunned, this place was isolated, where did she get him a gift.
"I'll make it up to you next year?" she asked.
"Don't. Hoyt said angrily. When the clock strikes midnight, it means the beginning of a new day and the end of today's lesson. Sally packed her things and prepared to leave, Hoyt sat in her seat, and Sally wanted to leave straight away, but finally turned around and sat back in her seat.
"What the hell do you want to do?" there was obvious impatience in his tone.
"I want my Christmas present. Hoyt said unrelentingly.
"You're seventy-six. Sally unceremoniously debunked him, "Why are you still so naΓ―ve." β
"When converted to your human age, you're only seventeen years old. "And who says that seventy-six can't have Christmas presents?"
It seems that there is really no such rule. Sally shook her head in annoyance. Eventually, she came up with a solution.
"Let me send you a blessing. She said, "On Christmas Day, singing a Christmas song will bring you a good wish." β
"Hmmm... All right. Hoyt reluctantly agreed.
Sally took a deep breath, the melody she knew all too well.
βwe wish you a merry christmas;
we wish you a merry christmas;
we wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year.
we wish you a merry christmas;
we wish you a merry christmas;
we wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year.
good tidings we bring to you and your kin;
we wish you a merry christmas and a happy new yearγγγ β
After only singing a short paragraph, Sally's eyes moistened a lot and her voice choked, and Hoyt, who had been intoxicated and closed her eyes, opened her eyes at this time, only to find that Sally had left the classroom. After he chased them out with their books, he couldn't see her shadow anymore.
Sally ran to the highest point of the tower in one breath, her heart beating violently as if it was about to leave her chest in the next second, she was like a dark night sky, trying to stretch out her right hand, as if to grab something, but in the end, she couldn't reach anything but air. She sat down slowly against the wall, her mind full of Professor Snape's shadow, angry, helpless, and at most expressionless. But she missed it like crazy, and for a moment she regretted that she didn't leave at Christmas, even if it was just to look at him from afar.
She was hopeless, she couldn't fool herself anymore, she just liked Professor Snape, she liked it to the point of pouring out her heart and lungs, and she liked it to the point of wanting to.
It seems that it snows every Christmas, but on this small island isolated by spells, she is destined to wait for a snowflake this Christmas.
On the other side, at Hogwarts, on the desk in the Potions office, a wrapped gift was quietly placed, and this year's Christmas, this gift could not wait for her new owner.
Sally successfully passed the NEWTS exam, and over the next few months, passed the Animagus and Phantom Shifter exams, and she was able to turn Animagus into an antelope, and as she thought, she was particularly good at Transfiguration.
Another half year passed, and every once in a while their house students changed, and as Professor Snape had said, most of them still only exchanged for a few months before leaving. After a year of learning all the course, Sally was finally able to skip the class on time, but that didn't make it any easier for her, and she became obsessed with the Magic Doctor.
It was a course of mixed disciplines, and Sally took it upon herself to name him the Magic Doctor class, which was used to study the various injuries caused with spells, similar to an enhanced version of the doctor's course, and Sally wondered what caused it if she had a precedent of out-of-body experiences since she was a child.
On top of that, she is also obsessed with Charms class, using magic to cast all kinds of novel spells with the help of words, but this is only used in her spare time as a form of entertainment.
Of course, she learned a lot of black magic. It's not so much black magic, but here, black magic is like ordinary magic, as long as you want to learn it, if you can learn it, then you can learn it. Although it is still said that the unforgivable spell is not allowed to be cast on classmates, it can still be seen that some people do some experiments with ants and insects from time to time.
But what Sally yearns for the most is undoubtedly the Three Spells.
Even here, there are few records of the Three Spells, you know, many of the textbooks and books here are compiled by teachers here or past geniuses, and there is even a way to redeem Avada's life, although the conditions are extremely harsh, but after all, someone has tried, but the Three Spells, Sally has looked through nearly half of the library, and her understanding of it is only a few words, the only thing that can be determined is that he has a great connection with the soul, which is why Sally is eager to know.
Three spells, one can go back in time, two can rejuvenate, and three can bring the dead back to life.
"Maybe you should ask Professor Harden. After Sally borrowed a large book on the Three Charms from the library for the seventh time, Hoyt couldn't help but say. "He's always liked you and will tell you. β
"Do you think I didn't ask?" said Sally as she registered with the librarian. Most of the books here are out of print, and they can only be borrowed for up to three days at a time, except for the spells that cannot be reproduced, copied, or brought out. Luckily, the book wasn't that popular, so Sally borrowed it seven times this month.
"What did he say?" Hoyt asked curiously, taking the book from Sally's hand. It's a habit for the two to be together, Sally is always empty-handed, and Hoyt is holding their things. No one knows when or how this habit was formed.
Sally rolled her eyes. He said, "It's useless for me to ask, because only MR.A knows about it." MR.A, on the other hand, only spends a certain period of time at the academy on the second Sunday of every month, and I have already missed him this month. β
Hoyt was surprised and said, "MR. A, isn't that our principal?"
The founder of Lici Urus named himself MR.A in the academy, but whenever he needed to attend as the head of the school, he would wear an exclusive silver mask, and his hair was gray and black, a habit that was passed down, and the principals of the previous Lici Urus had to abide by this code, so the difference between the principals in the past was only slightly different in stature. Because the principal of the school is the only confidential person of the school's address, he knows all the secrets of the school, and must not be used by others, so he must protect himself. So even if they were noble, but with their masks off, they might just be an ordinary potions merchant, or a minor clerk in the Ministry of Magic.
"But isn't it Saturday to-morrow, and the headmaster will be back tomorrow?" said Hoyt, as if he had a big secret, "May I go with you to see it? I've been here for three years, and I've never seen the headmaster." β
"No, I can't. Sally simply refused. "And I don't think the headmaster will let you treat him like a monkey. Speaking of which, tonight until twelve o'clock, I'm going to sneak out an hour early, and you're going to cover for me then. β
"But there were only four people in the class! And how do you think the headmaster would come to school at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. We can ... Hoyt said in surprise.
"I'm ready to stay in front of him for the day. Sally said, "I can't wait. β
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Sally decisively left the classroom with the reason of going to the toilet, the principal's office was on the top of the tallest tower, which was convenient for the principal to enter and exit, it was already September, fortunately Lech Urus was isolated, and it was always that temperature, so Sally did not feel cold or hot, she looked at the books borrowed from the library today by the lantern in front of the principal's office.
The bell rang for the end of class, announcing that it was twelve o'clock in the night, the end of the day, the beginning of the day. Sally was excited, and after reading two pages, she saw that the wooden door that had been locked next to her slowly opened.
Thankfully, I didn't listen to Hoyt. Sally thought to herself, she closed the book, slammed the door three times, and pushed it in.
The inside of the door didn't look like the Potions office, it was full of things, and it didn't look like Dumbledore's office, so you could tell it was an office at a glance. If it weren't for the legendary man with the silver mask sitting there, Sally wouldn't have been able to tell that this was the principal's office. Because there is not even a single extra book in it, except for a table and a stool. The only stool was still sitting on the headmaster, who was holding a yellow quill and marking the paper-like thing.
Sally stood there, he didn't speak, and Sally didn't speak. She just stood quietly, moving her legs slightly from time to time, and after about half an hour, the man finally finished reading what he was holding, and the moment his hand opened, the quill and the things in his hand were all gone.
"What's the matter?" the voice behind the mask sounded like a man, but Sally knew that ninety percent of the time, the voice had also changed.
"I'm a student from Hogwarts, Sally Potter. Sally explained her identity and then went straight to the point, "I'm coming to you because I want to know something about the Three Spells. Professor Harden said that you are the only one in the academy who knows the three spells. β
The headmaster did not speak, still leaning back in his chair, as if he had been petrified. Intuition told Sally that he was looking at her. After half a minute or so, he said, "Leave a hair and come back to me this time next month, when I'm deciding whether to tell you or not." β
Sally was puzzled, but didn't ask more, she neatly plucked a hair and put it on the table.
"Shall I take my leave, then? Sally asked.
The headmaster nodded, and Sally turned and left the office.