Luke turned his head and looked at Taylor, who was sitting on the couch. Long bangs obscured her eyes, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Luke always felt like she was under the hair curtain, with a blue fluorescence.

Instead of showing up immediately, Luke took three steps to his left.

However, Taylor's gaze followed him to the left by three points. Luke frowned slightly, but did not show up immediately, but silently turned on his brain occlusion.

It was visible to the naked eye that Taylor was confused all of a sudden, his mouth opening involuntarily, and then pursing as if he was deliberately maintaining his image.

But I can still see the confusion on that face.

Luke sneered, and walked in Taylor's direction on his high-priced shoes with silent magic.

Taylor listened to the infinitely quiet room, and the sound of his heart that had not been ringing disappeared, leaving only the sound of waves outside the window.

She first looked left and right, then patted her head, closed her eyes and made a listening motion, but when she opened her eyes a moment later, her eyes were still confused.

"You, are you still there?"

Taylor's initial self-confidence seemed to have completely vanished, and although she still sat with her hands on the armrests of the sofa and her head held high, she sat there now, feeling like a wronged rabbit.

"Yes, who are you?"

Luke abruptly cancels the Illusion Charm in front of Taylor.

At this time, the distance between him and Taylor was only about ten centimeters, Taylor was surprised by his sudden appearance and this super close distance, and subconsciously leaned back, if it weren't for the fact that the sofa in the Slytherin lounge was stable enough, with her large movements, maybe she would lie on the ground with the sofa and people.

Luke didn't adjust his position because she was scared.

Taylor looked up at Luke, a gentle smile still on his face, but his eyes were like a deep whirlpool at this time, and there was no emotion.

"You, you step back a little."

Taylor whispered.

Luke didn't waver.

"Please step back a bit."

Taylor whispered a plea.

Luke took a few steps back and sat down on the couch opposite, his legs on his legs, his arms on the armrests of the couch, leaning over, his left hand clenched into a fist to support his chin, and his right hand pinching his wand.

"Tell me first, who are you? How did you find mine? ”

Luke's tone was cold, even faintly murderous, as if if Taylor didn't give him a satisfactory answer, at this point he would burst out and hurt people.

Taylor felt like he was being targeted by a snake right now, and if the snake wasn't happy, it would immediately give itself a hard bite.

However, thinking about her mission, she let out a long breath to calm herself down, and then said to Luke with a solemn face, "My name is Taylor, Taylor Barbara, and I am a Regent Remembrance. ”

As he gave the answer, Taylor stared at Luke's face carefully, trying to see every bit of his micro-expression. Although she may not be able to read Luke's mind because of Occlumency, her training since childhood has made her very familiar with human micro-expressions. In the past, it was only used as an aid to read minds, but now it can only be used as a trick.

And on Luke's face, although there was not much expression, Taylor still saw that Luke was relaxed for a moment.

To be honest, the answer to this question, which the other wizards immediately walked away after hearing it, and even drew their wands to threaten them, was a relief to Luke.

Unlike the magic of the Regent, the Regent is born. Just like Luke's parseltongue, it's a type of talent.

And the similarity between these two talents is that they are not likable or even disgusted and vilified talents.

The Parseltongue has become synonymous with dark magic, and even evil itself, because of the propaganda of a group of dark wizards, especially a certain bastard with no nose. It's as if anyone who can talk to a snake should be burned at the stake.

The Guardians are treated slightly better, either being shunned or being taken advantage of. Except for those who really love them, few people will take the initiative to approach them. The threshold for learning both the Mind Retribution and the Occlumency Technique is quite high, and this in itself is not ordinary magic.

No one likes their hearts to be read, and this feeling of no secrets is even more difficult to accept than running naked.

On the other hand, it is difficult for the Dementors to control their abilities in their childhood, and they often see the deepest darkness in the human heart at the most innocent age, and there are not many who can grow up healthily.

This is a rare species among wizards.

But this is not the same with Luke. Compared to Luna's ability to read her own thoughts for no reason, even close to mind-reading, Luke still finds it easier for a dementor like Taylor to understand.

What we face is not unknown, and we are not so frightened. After all, Luke is also a person who knows how to use Occlumency.

"So, what do you have to do with me?"

Luke then asked. His eyes were no longer as cold as they had just been, but a little curious.

He wanted to know what kind of secret this girl did not appear in the original book.

"Have you heard the prophecy about the Dark Lord?"

Taylor whispered in a voice that only two people could hear.

As soon as these words came out, the lounge, which had just become a little popular, fell silent again, and only the sound of the two of them breathing remained.

Luke really didn't expect to play so big.

He must have known about the prophecy of the Dark Lord, it was mentioned in the original books, and this prophecy was why Dumbledore cared so much about Harry.

"Oh, interesting prophecy, tell me about it?"

Luke didn't say what he knew about the prophecy, he was going to check if it was a prophecy he knew.

Instead of speaking immediately, Taylor pulled a small ball from her cloak, pinched it, and dropped it at her feet.

Luke could feel something like an enchantment unfolding around him.

Then, Taylor took a deep breath and said, "The one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord has come closer—born into a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times—Born in the seventh month—The Dark Lord has labeled him as his rival—but he has powers that the Dark Lord does not understand—one must die at the hands of the other, because neither of them can live, only one can survive—The one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month." ”

When Taylor said this prophecy, the overall mood seemed to be quite tense, and obviously no nose was probably her shadow. At the very least, the horror of him should be familiar to the ears.

Luke was still quite disappointed with Taylor's words, and he thought he would hear something different.

This is the prophecy of Professor Silby Trelawney in the Academy. But four years ago, my grandmother made another prophecy. ”

Taylor's words made Luke's face stiffen for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, but it was no longer as casual as it had been at the beginning. Because four years ago, this point in time really poked him in the heart.

It's time he's traveled back in.

Is this little girl's grandmother so amazing?

Taylor didn't care about the change in Luke's expression, she took a deep breath before speaking.

"The fate of the dust will be broken, the darkness will be deeper, and the light will come. At the meeting of fates, light-seekers will find their light and follow the light to pierce the darkness. ”