The fog that appeared on a particular day, the curse in the mouth of the old gentleman, the brother of Kevin's accidental death......

Suddenly hearing a new rumor, whether out of caution or curiosity, Scott wanted to ask a few more questions.

But it was clear that Kevin, the real librarian, didn't want to talk about it anymore and refused to let his father say more.

Unable to force them, Scott left the library with Dumbledore.

They walked to a corner park, sat on a bench, and looked at the red St. Magnus Cathedral not far away.

Scott asked, "What do you think of what the old gentleman said, Professor?" ”

Dumbledore said, "Maybe we can ask the other residents more." ”

So saying, he got up and began to talk with the old woman who was resting on another bench.

His courteous temperament soon pleased the old woman, and the two men talked merrily.

After a while, two more old women walked to the corner park and naturally joined their conversation.

Dumbledore was undoubtedly very sociable, and several of the ladies clearly had a crush on him, as evidenced by their occasional laughter during their conversations.

It was about half an hour before the three ladies reluctantly said goodbye to Dumbledore.

Under Scott's admiring gaze, Dumbledore sat back down beside him.

"The local population is skeptical of the gentleman's claims."

He told Scott what he had found.

"They may not think that there is a curse on the side of Stennes Standing Stone, but out of caution, they try not to approach it on June 21."

"Thank you, Professor."

Scott thanked him first.

"Maybe that's a good thing." "That way, I don't have to worry about anyone disturbing my movements," he said.

Seeing that it was getting dark, an old man and a young man had dinner in the town and found a hotel to stay in.

After that, Scott went to bed early.

When he woke up again, it was 3 a.m. on June 21.

After a hurried wash, when he walked out of the door of the hotel room, Dumbledore was already standing in the hallway.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?" Dumbledore asked, smiling.

Scott said, "Oh, thank you, of course, Professor, although I've learned the illusion, I don't want the Ministry of Magic to send me a warning letter. ”

Dumbledore reached out and let Scott take his wrist, leading him Apparition to the vicinity of the Standing Stone of Stenness.

They were greeted by the sound of the sea breeze and the waves.

The moon hangs high above the sea, casting sparkling colors on the deep sea.

Standing stones with different postures stand quietly on this headland, like silent giants.

"It's a wonderful night view, isn't it?"

Dumbledore put his hands behind his back and admired the quiet night in front of him.

Scott looked at his old back and felt a little uncomfortable.

He simply sat down on the floor and said to the old headmaster, "Actually, you don't have to take care of me like this. ”

"Oh, don't say that, Scott."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"It's not just you, it's any student who has this kind of thing, and I'm going to help them like this."

Scott said from the bottom of his heart, "So, you're a good principal. ”

But Dumbledore shook his head again.

"As a principal, I often feel like I'm not doing a good job."

He said with some embarrassment.

"It's clear to me that I'm not focusing all my energy on how to be a good principal."

"Oh, Minerva has helped me a lot, she cares more about the school and the students than I do."

Scott looked at the moonlit sea.

"So you're not just the headmaster, you're considered by everyone to be the greatest wizard of the century."

Hearing him say this, Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh.

It's not a smug smile, it's a free and easy laugh.

"Do you approve of such compliments, Scott? I'd like to hear your thoughts, and I'm sure you've heard and seen a lot about me. ”

Scott smiled.

He thought for a moment and said, "You have done a lot for the wizarding world, and that is not even your responsibility. ”

"But I don't think I'm doing a good job." Dumbledore said, "If I had been as great as everyone says, many regrettable things would not have happened." ”

Scott felt that the old headmaster was tired of living like this.

No wonder he once said that death is actually like finally going to bed after a long day.

Finally、Rest,These two words have indicated his attitude。

Thinking of this, Scott said; "That's what I think......"

Dumbledore looked back at him.

Scott continued: "People think you're great, and you're the ones who expect you, and it's never thought that it wasn't your responsibility alone, even if you didn't do it perfectly, it was enough to be great. ”

Neither Grindelwald nor Voldemort was Dumbledore's responsibility, and when people expected him to solve the problem, he stepped up.

Scott understood that it would take a lot of courage to stand up and necessarily bear that expectation, but Dumbledore never backed down.

In the face of such an old man, no one can criticize him for anything.

What if it's not done perfectly?

He's just a wizard either.

Powerful, but not a god.

"Thank you for the compliment, Scott."

Dumbledore turned and sat down on the grass like Scott.

"If it were you, what would you choose?" He asked curiously.

Scott shook his head directly.

"I can't be a savior, I can't be a leader." He told the truth, "I'm much more selfish than you." ”

He knows himself very well, and he thinks more about being alone, and rarely has the desire to be good to the world.

Dumbledore was not disappointed.

He just said meaningfully, "Oh, Scott, you don't know what you're going to do until the moment you choose." ”

“…… Maybe. Scott said.

But he's pretty sure, and definitely not going to be like Dumbledore.

Dumbledore said, "Remember, when you heard that Voldemort's men were attacking Hogwarts, you went back to school and actively participated in the battle. ”

Scott thought back.

Indeed, the moment he received Professor Flitwick's communication, his first instinct was to go back.

"I'm worried about my friend." "But if it wasn't Hogwarts under siege, I wouldn't have taken action." ”

"That's enough." Dumbledore said, "That's enough. ”

Hearing him repeat his words twice, Scott looked over in confusion.

In the moonlight, Dumbledore's beard seemed to glow white.

Behind the half-moon glasses, his blue eyes also looked amazingly bright.

He didn't explain anything, just said to Scott, "You're not me, Scott, and I wouldn't expect my student to become the next me, you just have to be yourself." ”

With that, he stood up again.

With a beautiful chirp, the fiery red phoenix burst out and landed on his shoulder.

"You're right, Scott."

He raised his hand and touched Fawkes's gorgeous wings.

"It's your adventure."

Scott also stood up.

"So, I'm not going to rush into your actions in the future, but I'm watching you from the sidelines."

Dumbledore said again.

"But remember, when I judge that you are in danger, I will take you out of here......"

With that, his figure, along with Fawkes standing on his shoulder, slowly became transparent in the moonlight until it disappeared.

"Thank you, Professor."

Scott said aloud and sat back down.

He took off the backpack behind his back, took out his notebook, and compared the documents he had copied to find out where the destroyed "Odin Stone" used to be.

Then, he got up again, walked to the area where the "Odin Stone" had existed, and took a closer look.

But unfortunately, he still didn't find anything.

At the same time, there were more questions in his mind.

Kevin says his brother had an accident here, but it was just a flat meadow with nothing but standing rocks.

In such a place, even if it is shrouded in dense fog, the probability of an accident is really pitiful, almost impossible.

Could his brother still be able to crash to his death on a standing rock?

Shaking his head, Scott paused for a moment under all the standing stones, preparing his "eyes" to mount on each standing stone.

Finally, he walked to the edge of the headland, facing the sea.

He waited quietly until Rimbaud descended from the sky with a flock of crows of black crows.

"Long time no see." Rimbaud stopped directly on Scott's shoulder, "My friend. ”

Scott smiled, "Long time no see, my friend, hard work." ”

Rimbaud jumped, turned around, and looked at the standing stones behind Scott.

"Is this it?" It said curiously, "It doesn't look like there's anything magical about it." ”

"Maybe it's because it's not time yet." Scott said.

He turned around and looked at Tateishi as well.

"It's a sea of oaks, though." Rimbaud added, "I mean the rocks around the biggest oak tree. ”

Scott nodded.

It's a lot like that, indeed.

But Stonehenge is not the only place in the British Isles, not to mention the Broadgay Circle, which is only 1.2 kilometres away, and the Stonehenge on Salisbury Plains in Wiltshire, England, is even more famous.

However, compared to the sacred tree Stonehenge in the Sea of Oaks and the Stonehenge in Salisbury Plains, the stones of the Standing Stone of Stenness are still different.

The standing stones here are all thin and look more like irregularly shaped stone monuments.

"Let the crows pass." Scott said.

Rimbaud nodded and chirped a few times.

In an instant, the crows that had landed on the grass around Scott flew up.

Like a dark cloud, they flew around the standing stone several times before landing.

Soon, whether it was on the standing stone or inside and outside the circle surrounded by the standing stone, there were crows.

"Now, let's wait for the moment of sunrise."

Scott turned back to face the ocean and sat cross-legged, looking at the moon as it sank to the bottom of the ocean.

When the moon sank in the west, in the east, the horizon of the sky quietly changed.

"Here we go." Rimbaud said.

"Hmm."

Scott slowly stood up.

At the junction of the sea and the sky, the blue sky slowly turns purple, and then a faint red appears.

It is a harbinger of the rising sun.

Be quiet.

It's eerily quiet.

I don't know when the sound of the waves rolling and the sea breeze has disappeared.

Scott realized he couldn't hear anything, and he turned his head to see Rimbaud open his mouth, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

[A place of silence, a tower that extends to the center of the earth.] ］

Is this what the Silent Land means?

Scott reached out and touched Rimbaud's feathers, soothing its agitation.

He turned around and found that he could no longer see the grass where the roots of the standing stones were connected.

I don't know when it began, but a layer of white mist covered the entire meadow.

The fog rolled, like stagnant water, and the "water level" slowly rose.

Soon, the dense fog had submerged the small half of the standing stone.

Scott stood on the edge of the headland and watched the magical scene in silence.

The billowing fog seemed to be confined by a trench around the standing rocks.

Inside and outside the trench are almost two different worlds.

It was then that Scott's eyes saw brighter colors.

He turned his head and looked to the east.

On the horizon, the area of red glow is spreading, infecting half of the sky.

Where the most brilliant colors are, the rising sun that has not yet appeared is clearly about to emerge.

Scott still couldn't hear any more.

He tried to open his mouth and said two words.

He could feel the vibrations in his throat and chest, but he couldn't hear even a sound.

He felt Rimbaud jump on his shoulder and flap him with his wings again.

Scott glanced at it, then followed its guidance to Tateishi.

At this time, the inside of the trench had become a white world.

Only a small part of the tallest standing stones remained, not submerged in the fog.

Scott pulled out the [Magic Mirror] and looked at the footage of his "eye" mounted on the standing stone.

But the fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything.

Glancing back at the sun revealing its golden edges, Scott walked some distance to the edge of the trench and spread out his magical senses.

But he was stunned to find that he had failed.

The magic perception that was invincible in the past completely dissolved like a mud cow entering the sea after entering the mist.

Scott couldn't perceive anything in the fog.

His face became a little solemn.

It's really unusual here.

Unbelievably abnormal.

Losing his invincible sense of magic, Scott felt extremely uncomfortable as if he were experiencing blindness for the first time.

He was about to forget how he spent his time when he couldn't perceive his surroundings in the past.

Rimbaud slapped him with his wings again.

Scott looked back at the sea.

At this time, the golden sun has already peeked out of the horizon and reflects a golden path on the surface of the sea.

The morning light shone on the dense fog in the Tateishi circle, like a watercolor, staining the white mist with a thin layer of warm color.

But Scott was in a bit of a quandary.

[The island of the Arctic Islands, the longest day, the place where the shadow of the Standing Rock points to.] ］

Where does the shadow of the standing stone shrouded in thick fog come from?