"Hey. Dumbledore stroked his beard lightly, looking at the blue cat practicing in the yard with some relief. After more than a year of hard training, the blue cat was finally able to control the formation of the afterimage freely. Looking at the remnants of the courtyard that were constantly forming and dissipating, the old Dumbledore's already old heart seemed to gradually become warm again. Even if the blue cat can't use the power of thunder and lightning in other ways except the afterimage, this kind of talent is really a little unacceptable in the genius-ridden Hodrier Academy, but Dumbledore doesn't care about this anymore.

"This kid. He muttered, his wrinkled hand reaching into his crumpled magic robe, pulling out a bottle of high-grade purification potion and walking towards the blue cat.

The arrival of the helpless blue cat inadvertently touched a place in Dumbledore's heart, and even he couldn't explain why he left the blue cat in the first place. Perhaps it was the bright red sunset that tugged at the shadow of the little blue cat one day, and his solitude reminded Dumbledore of the veterans and friends who had returned from the battlefield. Or maybe it was the look he unintentionally showed while rolling on the grass, so innocent and optimistic, he aroused the pity in Dumbledore's heart, and also warmed the heart of the old man who had been weathered.

The little blue cat always gives people the feeling of optimism, innocence, and no worries, and when everyone is with him, they are always infected by his heartfelt happiness, and even Dumbledore's long-dormant heart is also driven by him. In the eyes of their group, the blue cat could really be a gift from God.

"Come, blue cat, drink the purification potion and rest. Dumbledore said more or less gently, as a master of the older generation of the Academy of Magic, the bad temper he developed when he was young really detracted from his image, so Dumbledore didn't pay much attention to the things on the surface, and he was happy to be quiet. Although the blue cat is active, he is usually very obedient, and when Dumbledore asks him to meditate, he will still sit there obediently and try to learn everything, even if he doesn't know it very well or is not very happy. The blue cat is not the kind of child who is gifted and intelligent, but the afterimages that have gradually increased in the yard every time for more than a year are what Dumbledore really sees. As a student who had been with him for so long, Dumbledore looked at the blue cat much more pleasing to the eye than the gifted students who tried to get something out of him. The trick of playing with power is really difficult to work in the face of his age and experience.

"Hey, little money fan. The blue cat suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the doorway, and then held the purification potion in both hands, with the bottle in its mouth, and turned to look at Teacher Dumbledore pitifully.

Looking at the blue cat's blinking eyes, Dumbledore's mood was much better, as if he was much younger. "Go, go, bring him here. Dumbledore knew that Saman was one of the few friends Blue Cat had in the Academy. Saman had only one viscount title in his family, and that was the nobility that his father had worked hard for half his life. Saman himself has a good heart and is very elf, but he is not the so-called clever among the nobles, those are just disgusting little tricks, so Dumbledore is still happy to associate with the blue cat. Sometimes Dumbledore looked at the blue cat who was practicing alone, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, he couldn't let this child stay with such a bad old man as him.

"Little money fan, what are you doing here? The blue cat looked at Saman, who was a head taller than him, and said. "Little Wealth Fans" is the nickname given by the blue cat to Saman, not that Saman is greedy for money, but Saman's father started in business, Saman has been exposed to it since he was a child, and for some reason he has studied these ledgers and the like, and from time to time he goes to consult his father, and several times when the blue cat goes to find him, he sits alone at the table and studies quietly. In the eyes of the blue cat, Saman, who knows a lot of economics, is undoubtedly a very learned person.

"Come and see you, let's go in first. "Saman has long, curly brown hair, bright blue eyes and a straight nose that go well together. The whole person looks like a standard Western beautiful man, but unfortunately Saman was not born in a family of great nobles or the like, and did not cultivate the kind of pale skin that nobles dream of.

"Hello Mr. Dumbledore, I extend my sincerest greetings to you on behalf of my father, Viscount Brooke. Saman greeted Dumbledore with the most formal aristocratic etiquette. Unlike the blue cat, who could roll around in Dumbledore's presence without hesitation, even crawling into Dumbledore's arms to pull his beloved beard, he was not close enough to Dumbledore.

"Well, what are you doing here? Dumbledore just nodded slightly.

"Yes, Lord Father asked me to say goodbye to Mr. Dumbledore, thank you for taking care of me these days. My father is going to let me go out with some of my elders in the near future, so I won't be able to visit you again. Saman said respectfully. Since he often came to play with the blue cat, Dumbledore would sometimes be at his disposal to guide and impart some basic magical knowledge. Later, when his father, Viscount Brooke, found out, he was even more ecstatic, and went to church several times in a row, and every time he returned home, he sighed to his wife about the good fortune of his only son. As a commoner before, he knew the difficulty and cost of learning magic, behind the noble status of magicians was a high price that ordinary people could not bear, and like the Hodrier Academy, it was one of the few colleges in the mainland that had been inherited for a hundred years, and it was already the limit of this family to send Saman to be the most ordinary student. What's more, even if it is ordinary magical knowledge, how can the experience of those apprentices and hunters found casually be compared to Master Dumbledore's opinions. Therefore, Viscount Brooke has always taught Saman to treat Master Dumbledore like a teacher, and there must be no rudeness.

"Hmm. Dumbledore turned his head to look at the blue cat rolling alone on the grass, and felt helpless again.

"Blue cat, come here. The blue cat rolled over, and then jumped into Mr. Dumbledore's arms, the dirt and leaves covered in Dumbledore's beard that had been carefully groomed this morning. Dumbledore looked lovingly at the blue cat, and brushed the clutter from his beard with his hand. He said to Saman, "Well, young people should go out and walk more. ”

Saman listened humbly in front of Dumbledore with his hands down.

"Hey, is Mini Choi leaving?" the blue cat grabbed Dumbledore's beard with one hand and looked at his friend with wide eyes.

"Well, I can't come to see you anymore. Saman was also a little sad when he said this. Families like theirs, who had gone from merchants to aristocrats, were often looked down upon by the old aristocrats, often with cryptic words to indicate the huge gap between them and the copper-smelling merchants. Saman has no talent of his own, and the blue cat is one of the few friends he has made here.

Dumbledore touched the blue cat's head. "It's okay, after a while, the blue cat will also go out, maybe you will meet again. Now it was the turn of the two to be surprised. "Grandpa Dumbledore, Grandpa Dumbledore, really, really, where is the blue cat going?" the blue cat jumped excitedly in Dumbledore's arms, and his hands tossed Dumbledore's beard into a mess.

"Hey, my beard. Dumbledore feigned anger and slapped the blue cat's hand off, but he still couldn't save his beard. "I don't know yet, I'll find someone to arrange it later. ”

"Oh, that's right. The blue cat turned to stare at Saman. "Little wealth fan, when are you leaving?"

"Two days later. Remember to send me off when the time comes. ”

"Of course. ”

Saman stayed for a while, then took his leave. And the blue cat himself is immersed in the sadness of his friend's departure and the excitement of going out, and even the lightning elements around him have a lot more. Dumbledore watched him roll around on the grass in annoyance, but he just smiled and didn't say anything, leaving him alone to think wildly.

On the other side of the continent, in complete darkness, there are occasional starlight twinkles. The cold starlight will carefully leave the dark curtain behind and peek into the quiet and sleeping earth below. Around this little-inhabited island, even the waters have calmed down. In the lifeless land, even the grass and trees look like a still famous painting, although it is beautiful and dreamy, it does not feel any breath of life at all, as if everything in the whole land has fallen into a deep sleep, and any life activity will destroy this rare tranquility. At certain moments, a full moon rises in the middle of the sky, bringing a touch of life to the lifeless continent.

And now, in the center of this land, there is a coffin that exudes a cold aura, the whole coffin is made of unknown materials, warm and moist as the finest black magic jade, but faintly metallic texture. The bright moon was exceptionally bright tonight, and a beam of moonlight shone quietly on this coffin, as if it was comforting someone, and gently calling and waiting for someone like a mother.

The coffin was uncovered, and inside lay a petite, slender little girl, whose long elven ears added to her cuteness. But the dark skin is reminiscent of the mysterious Night Elves on the road, and the expressionless pretty face exudes a strange horror. The slightly transparent body made her look like a perfect jade carved beauty, such a small body with an elusive majesty. Such a combination makes this female elf full of eerie and chilling atmosphere, and in this land where no sunlight never appears, no one knows where she came from.

Suddenly, without warning, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Since then, your name has been the spirit of vengeance. ”