"What are you doing smacking your lips?" asked Luna without looking back at Alan's voice.

"Eat raw cheek ice cream...", Alan retracted consciousness and licked his mouth.

"Bring me some when you come back. Luna rolled herself over a little fumbly, and then felt uncomfortable because the waist cushion was arched on Alan's legs, and kicked her legs again to move herself in the direction of the armrest.

Then, Luna let the somewhat ugly diamond-shaped stone float silently between the two of them, the gray-white inscription of the Deathly Hallows on the Resurrection Stone glowing faintly in the starlight of the perceptual room.

"Among the three holy weapons of the Grim Reaper, I have completed my preliminary research on the Resurrection Stone, so I have also learned a little about the power of the Grim Reaper...... "Luna's white, delicate and slender fingers were gently volleyed into the air, leaning against the staff stand in the corner of the room, and Allen's staff floated into her hand.

Luna on the couch pressed her hand on the crystal ball at the bottom of Allen's staff, and the remaining soul in it rushed out of the devil's skull at the top of the staff, circled around the resurrection stone, and turned into pure soul energy absorbed into her mouth and nostrils.

As the last trace of soul energy inside the crystal ball was also absorbed by Luna, the crystal ball turned transparent again, and Luna floated into the air under the cosmic nebula above her head.

At this time, the planets at the top of the perceptual room began to circulate rapidly, and Luna's long light blonde hair rose without wind. When she opened her eyes again, they were no longer carelessly empty as if they could never be focused, but as sharp as arrows in a full moonlit night, and faintly glowing, as if there were countless stars in them.

Her pale gray eyes were downward, and the pupils that seemed to shine with the all-knowing and all-powerful wisdom of a god firmly attracted Alan's gaze. Luna's familiar trance voice seemed ethereal and irrefutable in such a situation: "Alan, I need faith. ”

"Has your pseudo-god status been restored?" Allen reached out and grabbed one of Luna's legs floating in the air, pulling her back - in the desperate place behind the black curtain of the Department of Mystic Affairs of the Ministry of Magic, Luna used up all her divine power to save him by sending him back thousands of years ago, and this time seeing that Luna used the resurrection stone to recover some of her strength, she was eager to know about the other party.

"That's why faith is needed, and in this day and age, relying on my old little trick of one person playing two goddesses to play curse and deliverance, relying on this kind of deception, intimidation and temptation will not make much difference. Luna sat back down on top of Alan, holding the Resurrection Stone in her hand and playing with it nonchalantly, "The centaurs and a few non-humanoids in the Forbidden Forest still believe in me, but the number is too small to accumulate faith in this way. ”

At this time, the omniscient mark on Allen's arm was hot, and Allen's unusually pale but bony fingers pressed the mark, and Lucius's faint and urgent voice came out: "Mr. Alan Harris, the Dark Lord intends to hire the devil to assassinate you. ”

Just as the conversation between Alan and Luna turned to Voldemort and the Devil, some Dementors floated towards the tall castle in the sky outside Hogwarts Castle, and they stretched out their rotting hands and flew down like a whirlpool, swooping down into the castle's protective shield, the blue light appearing as they hit the protective shield opened by the Academy, and the Dementors were forced to scatter again.

"Call the gods to guard. The silvery Patronus swept swiftly towards the Dementors in the air, and the Dementors who were floating in the air turned and slid away as soon as they touched the Patronus.

"Just scattered Dementors. Seeing that all the Dementors had retreated, one of the Aurors guarding the Academy put his wand back into his waist and shrugged his shoulders, "I thought it was a Death Eater, but the Division's prize would be enough for us to squander a week in Hogsmeade." ”

"It's strange how these Dementors behave, they haven't had a confrontation with us since they stopped obeying the Ministry of Magic," the leader of the Auror touched his beard on his lower lip, "It's a little unusual, everyone cheers up." ”

At Hogwarts Castle, Emily also felt that Pansy's behavior was abnormal, and since this semester, Pansy's former pride had turned into gloomy and moody, and her expressionless face silenced the young wizards in Slytherin. She had always looked up to Draco Malfoy, and she hadn't chosen her brother Alan's course with Draco this semester, and had reduced the time she spent with Draco going in and out, always preferring to be alone......

And now, Pansy quietly left the common room alone and turned her head to see if anyone had noticed her, and Emily, who had noticed her unusual behavior, followed her with a phantom charm, and the two of them quickly walked from the basement to the empty eighth-floor corridor of the castle.

Pansy stopped in front of the tapestry of a troll stick beating Silly Barnabas at the end of the hallway, and in the middle of the night, a door suddenly appeared in front of them, and Emily, who was behind Pansy, quickly slipped inside, taking advantage of the fact that the door was not closed. What appeared to Emily was a huge utility room, with tall shelves made up of thousands of Hogwarts students.

Pansy's footsteps echoed among the towering debris, and Emily's gaze swept over the shelves of bottles, hats, chests, books, weapons, and other items. Pansy finally stopped in front of a large black wooden cabinet, which looked rather old, the surface had been corroded and blistered, as if it had been splashed with strong acid, and the large patches of fading color made the cabinet look as if it were brown and mottled black. The edges and corners of it were well protected by finely carved silver metal, but the panels were cracked.

Pansy opened the creaky cabinet door, and Emily quietly shifted her steps to avoid making a noise from the clutter under her feet, but when she approached, Pansy had already closed the door.

"Except for your weapons. Just as Pansy stood up and turned to leave, a crisp childlike voice was heard, and Pansy was struck with a strong force, and her wand was thrown out and hit the wall, and it rolled down with a grunt. Emily lifts the illusion spell and manifests.

"Emily, what are you?" exclaimed Pansy.

Emily clenched her wand and pointed at Pansy, "What's going on with you lately? What are you doing here quietly?"

Pansy pursed her lips and frowned.

Seeing that the other party would not tell her purpose, Emily pointed her wand at the other party, came to the cabinet where Pansy had just stood, and opened the door, only to see that there was a cage hidden in it, and the contents of the cage were long dead, and it had five legs from the bones.

"Does it have anything to do with this cabinet?" asked Emily, who really didn't see anything particularly strange or noteworthy about the contents of this cabinet.

Pansy's face was gloomy and remained silent.

Seeing that Pansy seemed to have made up her mind not to answer, Emily changed the question, "Does what you are doing here have anything to do with the Harris family?"

In the face of Emily's continuous questioning, Pansy suddenly broke out, and she roared out with reason: "It's just to keep this matter from having anything to do with the Harris family!

Emily's gaze was sharper than ever in Pansy's eyes, Pansy knew that Emily was judging whether she was lying, so she looked at Emily without blinking, Emily tilted her head and looked at her for a while, and after a long time she lowered her wand: "In that case, then I won't ask, Pansy, why don't we make some pocket money." ”

Pansy's expression looked like she had swallowed an egg raw, and Emily's mind jumped too fast, and Pansy was a little confused by the sudden change in topic, "What... Earn pocket money?"

Emily put down her wand, returned to her usual well-behaved appearance, walked a few steps to the shelf standing on the side, stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to pull out a heavy black gilt magic book from it, and flipped through it casually, "We can give these book notes with magical knowledge to Alan, he must like it." ”

Emily shook it from side to side again, then searched for another chapter on a small round table full of miscellaneous items, and then she picked up a pair of beautifully made silver emerald earrings, gently wiped the dust off them, and smiled sweetly: "And we can take these home with us." ”

Pansy finally understood Emily's intentions, but she was still shocked by the boldness of the other party, knowing that there were actually no fewer young wizards who had entered the room where the room was hidden, but she had never heard of anyone having the idea of taking these things for their own benefit.

Putting the books and magical objects she picked out into the small waist bag with the Traceless Stretching Charm she carried with her, Emily made a serious gesture to the miscellaneous objects around her, and then pulled out a few bottles of sherry that she didn't know who hid here and shook them in front of Pansy's eyes: "The purpose of your plan is to make your whereabouts so taboo that others know, then in order to complete your plan, you must need money, and we can exchange these ordinary things for gold Galleons."

“... Are we stealing—" Pansy asked dumbfounded, before she could come to her senses.

"We just don't waste... Pansy, you know, my brother's pocket money is too much for a kid... I'm not bad for Kim Galleon, but it's exciting, isn't it?" Emily blinked wide, her small fan-like eyelashes fanning lightly, "Besides, even if we don't do it, someone will always do it in the future, I don't understand at all why many poor students in Hogwarts history who need to rely on school self-help to get to school here don't have the idea of making money after discovering this hidden room of requirement, and would rather use those second-hand magic books, and some people would even go outside to commit crimes for the sake of King Gallon..."

"Emily, please don't sell that cabinet..."