Professor Harlenius thought carefully about Professor Malfoy's small proposal, and then decisively closed himself in a confinement to do divination.

Professor Malfoy shrugged unsurprised by this result, and after casting all sorts of protective spells on the house and making sure there were no strange spells here, he left to take a look.

The island is not small, but apart from this diagon alley-like street, most of the place still retains a very original style.

Ranko felt that this place should be protected by the wizarding world with a spell, otherwise with the current speed of Muggle development, this island is not small, and it is impossible to escape the fate of being explored.

"Can't you draw a spell......"

Professor Malfoy, who had taken out a map to locate the island, pondered for a moment, thought about it, and gave up on the plan.

He tried the illusion shift, and it was obvious that the group lag kept him from forcing a breakthrough.

"The Phantom Shifting Blocking Spell, both externally and internally, is the strongest of all the Blocking Spells I've ever seen."

Is it necessary, with such a strong spell?

Ranko hadn't attended any of these academic seminars, and who would have thought about this kind of thing when the whole world was busy trying to kill Grindelwald during the time he was attending Hogwarts?

"It's not that it can't be broken through, it's just that there are some troubles......"

Putting away the map, Ranko stood by the shore and suddenly squinted, crouched down and buried his hands in the damp sand.

The feeling of the sand rubbing was not too good, the pale fingers were slightly closed, and the countless bandages in his hands suddenly jumped up, bringing out a section of highly rotten things that had not had time to dodge.

Ranko looked at the severed hand that had been thrown on the ground, and took out his wand without changing his face.

The wand flicked the severed arm, struggling in the bandages, stopped.

Ranko took out some more gold dust and sprinkled it on the severed hand, completely blocking the curse attached to it, and then carefully examined the object.

"It's been sitting on it for a while."

Ranco didn't let his wand touch the thing directly, he turned the severed hand over and saw a rather intricate-looking tattoo on the severed hand.

"It looks like a Muggle's hand."

Wizards don't play with stabbing these things.

Ranko pondered for a moment, and looked at the rough sea in front of him.

"Yin corpse?"

He suddenly thought that in order to protect the Horcrux, the junior had created a lake where the wizard's corpse was buried and protected the Horcrux.

Is that the same thing in the sea in front of you?

"I'm not sure yet."

He took out the strange book, stuffed the severed hand into the strange book, and by the way, added some special "material" to curse the bold dark wizard, and then left the beach.

And for a long time after Professor Malfoy left, the beach didn't change in any way.

Until night was about to fall, a sound of the waves was drowned out by the sound of the waves, and appeared on the beach.

Smack......

Smack......

There were dirt pits on the beach, and in the pits were severed hands, struggling to climb up.

Hidden by the waves, the severed hand quickly left the pit where he was buried, turned around and left the beach.

……

"Hasn't Professor Harlenius come out yet?"

"I don't know."

"Professor Malfoy isn't there, either."

"It looks like the time is coming up."

In the small building on the second floor, the wizards who went out for a walk and were familiar with the environment whispered.

As a disciple of Professor Malfoy, Caloline was well cared for in this group of wizards......

Of course, this is not the fear that Professor Malfoy will put a spell on them, isn't it normal to take care of the girls in their own school, hahaha......

…… Well, they do have a little bit of fear.

Because of this, as the only low-level wizard among the wizards, Caroline did not feel the malice from this society.

It should be put in normal times, not to mention taking care of them, ignoring the attitude of love and ignorance is their norm.

Caroline took the pocket watch she had improvised, snapped it open, and nodded to President Clindell.

President Clendel bowed her head to indicate that she knew, and then she took a few steps forward and tapped twice on the door of Professor Harlenius's room with a "Do Not Disturb" sign.

There was a few knocks, but the people inside didn't open the door, but Professor Malfoy had returned.

"What are you?"

Professor Malfoy glanced at the crowd and walked over with a slight pale.

"Professor, it's almost time, but Professor Haronius hasn't come out yet."

Caroline walked over and handed the watch back to Professor Malfoy.

"I see."

Professor Malfoy snapped his pocket watch and motioned for President Clindell to step back, then he picked up his wand and blasted open the door of the room, which had been silent for a long time.

The powerful explosion did not cause much noise, and all explosions were confined to the doorway.

"Wait outside, don't come in."

Perhaps because Professor Malfoy's face was ugly, even Calulin couldn't help but hold her breath and didn't dare to breathe.

"What the hell is going on, Harlenius teaches him ......"

Looking through the blasted open door, the room was a rich black.

There was no movement inside, and there was no way to know what was going on with Professor Harlenius.

What happened to Professor Harlenius? Who can hurt Professor Haronnius with his protective charm?

Professor Malfoy's blood-red wizarding robes resembled a blood-colored sun, and he walked to the door, slowly retreating into the darkness, soaked in black.

The students outside were silent, and President Clendell motioned for the others not to stand here stupidly, and to check for strange signs of spells or signs of someone entering.

"It's better to leave professional problems to professionals."

President Clendell didn't know what was going on with Professor Harlenius, but she was confident that Professor Malfoy would be able to solve the problem.

The door slowly closed under an invisible force, and everyone silently watched as the darkness was closed by the door, and finally moved at the behest of President Clendel.

"President, if the two professors haven't come out yet......

"Go and declare to the organizers that our two professors are feeling unwell."

President Clendell glanced at the fifth-grader, and it was self-evident.

There's no way they're going to let anyone else know about their professors.

And if anything......

President Clendell thought of something that Professor Malfoy had given him not long ago, which contained Professor Malfoy's school roster.

And inside the roster lives ......

——

The thick darkness didn't last long.

It was only through the black fog that the naked eye could not recognize that Ranko could see the general situation in the room.

The window was closed, a purple sky overhead, and the room was arranged as if it were under a starry sky, Professor Harlenius had his head down, his mouth silent, and in his hand he was holding a quill and writing frantically on a roll of parchment.

Professor Malfoy's entry apparently went unnoticed by Professor Haronnius.

Ranko walked over and saw the contents on the parchment.

"Hand ......"

"Hand Hand Hand Hand ......"

"Hand Hand ......"

A large number of identical words were rapidly presented in Professor Harlenius's pen, and Ranko listened for a moment, and realized that Professor Harlenius's mouth was also a hand.

"Hands?"

Ranko remembered the severed hand he had picked up on the beach not long ago.

There were a lot of these things hidden under that beach, but because there were so many of them, he didn't want to leave it alone, so he just came back with a severed hand to study it first and then solve it.

Unexpectedly, there was no accident on his side, but Professor Haronius's side had a problem first.

Ranko stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Professor Harlenius's eyes, only to see Professor Harlenius suddenly stop his movements and raise his head suddenly.

"Hand ......"

"Hand ......"

"Hand Hand Hand Hand ......!"

He lunged at Professor Malfoy, his mouth open, as if trying to hurt his colleague in the most primitive way possible.

"What kind of hands? Professor Haronnius, are you doing divination, burning out your CPU? ”

Professor Malfoy unceremoniously slammed his wand directly into Professor Harlenius's head.

He could see very clearly that what Professor Haronius had divined contained a curse, and that he was cursed.

And the source of this curse is not a conventional means, so his protective film method does not work.

Like Durmstrang's former professor of divination, he was the result of seeing things he shouldn't see.

However, the professor of divination was not as fortunate as Professor Haronnius, who was torn to shreds by the curse and the will of the school.

The effects of this divination connection are not something that can be prevented by the Isolation Spell.

Miscalculated.

Professor Malfoy's wand was literally struck on Professor Haronnius's head.

I don't know why, but the wand, which didn't look too hard, made a dull sound as it hit the top of Professor Harlenius' head.

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Professor Harlenius's eyes rolled upwards and he collapsed and fell to the ground.

The starry sky projection overhead also disappeared in the next moment, and the black fog around it also dissipated.

A cold wind suddenly blew outside the window, making the things in the room crackle, and the parchment with countless "hand" characters written on it slowly fell to the ground.

Ranco picked up the parchment with countless words written on it, and for a moment thought he might forget how the word "hand" was spelled.

"Could it be that the problem here is related to hands?"

Ranko thought for a moment and looked at Professor Haronnius, who had fallen to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

Well, it looks like we're going to have to sleep for a while.

Ranko walked over with his wand and cast a healing spell on a large bag that Professor Harlenius had smashed out with his wand, and when the big bag was almost calf, it shook Professor Harlenius awake.

"I ...... It's ......"

When Professor Haronius was forcibly awakened by the spell, he felt a splitting headache.

"What's wrong with me?"

"I can't take the consequences of divination that shouldn't be divined."

"Malfoy?" Professor Harlenius was stunned, and when he saw Professor Malfoy there repairing the door that had been damaged by him earlier, he endured the pain in his head and asked:

"Divination to something that shouldn't be divined? Am I cursed? ”

He obviously knew what would happen when he got something he shouldn't have done, "But there's nothing in my divination that I don't think I shouldn't see." ”

"This is probably the first time you've encountered this, Professor Haronnius?"

"It's not that you don't think you shouldn't see it, but in the field of divination, Professor Haronius you know more than I do, and the presence of 'symbols' plays a crucial role in every divination. ”

"And what this kind of thing that shouldn't be seen is best at camouflaging itself, looking ordinary, in fact, the moment you see it, you're already under a curse."

Professor Harlenius fell into deep thought.

After a few minutes, he seemed to understand yes, and his face suddenly changed.

"I know what that thing is!"

"Hands?" Ranko asked casually.

"That's right, it's the hands! …… Wait Malfoy, how do you know? ”

Professor Malfoy said twice, thinking that this sentence was not much different from nonsense.

Professor Halenius: ......

Isn't it you who are buried here?

"I saw a woman." Professor Harlenius could only follow his divination and roughly explain it to Professor Malfoy.

As for the problem of the doorkey malfunctioning and the loss of contact with many wizards, Professor Harlenius and Professor Malfoy will naturally pay attention to it, and take precautions against these possible safety hazards.

But there was really no way, not only for Professor Harlenius, but also for Professor Malfoy with his severed hand.

"Are you sure you're seeing a woman?"

"That's right." Professor Haronius frowned in reply.

"At the time, I didn't feel the problem, but now that I think about it, her hands are obviously not normal."

"What's wrong?"

"The woman's hands didn't seem to be her own, and they weren't the same skin tones, one was brighter, the other was a little pale...... And Malfoy's skin color is somewhat similar. ”

That's really a compliment.

Professor Malfoy said with a smile, "If you think about it, do you have some spots on the paler arms?" ”

Speck?

"It's a speck, Malfoy, what do you think it is?"

Ranko thought about it, and Brightening felt that this should improve internal communication.

"Enchanted......"

Enchanted in the past, and now not read in the ocean?