Chapter 450: The Night of the Storm

Xiang Xiang Xien was led away by an unexpected person.

When the figure in a wide black robe appeared, Harry and Luo En seemed to already hear their House points dropping.

"Xiang Xiang Xien said he would stay at school for a month, and a professor would come to take him back to Hogwarts later, but who could have guessed that person would be Professor Professor Sineipu…"

Luo En hid in the shadow of a shop, watching Professor Professor Sineipu walk toward them,

"Harry, not submitting your stay-at-school application was absolutely the right call."

Harry ducked his head.

Just as he didn't know why Professor Professor Sineipu wanted to help him deal with Professor Professor Qiluo, he also didn't know why Professor Professor Sineipu hated him so much.

Professor Professor Sineipu's behavior was as if shrouded in fog.

"You think staying at school is something so easy to arrange? Xiang Xiang Xien is the first student in a hundred years at Hogwarts to be approved for staying!"

Although Hermione was also very surprised, upon hearing Luo En's arrogant words, she couldn't help but glare at them.

"Of course, he's also the future greatest…"

Luo En covered his mouth halfway through.

"What?"

Hermione asked immediately after.

"N-nothing."

Luo En stammered a little.

Hermione's suspicious gaze lingered on his face, then she snorted and turned her head away.

On Diagon Alley street.

The two professors stared at each other, as if performing some special handover ceremony.

"He is undergoing an Animagus transformation, Severus."

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige said calmly.

"I know."

Professor Professor Sineipu's voice was low as always.

"Up until the step before the storm…"

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige held out a slip of paper, her words cut off before she finished.

"I—will take responsibility."

Professor Professor Sineipu took it, his tone like a declaration.

"In two weeks, or on the night of the storm, I will return."

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige spoke word by word; she inexplicably regretted agreeing to Ma Kusi's request to stay two more weeks.

Clearly they hadn't been together for many years, but the places that needed her seemed to be no longer limited to Hogwarts, nor to the Marcus Maige Sect…

Sometimes the meaning of home shifts with the person.

The evening glow filled the sky; even during Voldemort's Era, she noticed the world growing more and more beautiful.

"As for the Felix Felicis, you decide when to tell the child yourself."

After Professor Marcus Marcus Maige finished her last words, she walked away without looking back.

Leaving Professor Professor Sineipu to also turn and leave, Xiang Xiang Xien hurriedly followed.

"Some fools, even if you give them a chance, they can't grasp it. Am I right, Mr. Xiang Xiang Xien Green?"

Professor Professor Sineipu said darkly.

"Am I able to drink the Felix Felicis now?"

A mature voice came out.

Professor Professor Sineipu suddenly lowered his head, staring coldly at Xiang Xiang Xien's brooch.

"Heh—"

Professor Professor Sineipu glanced at it a couple more times, temporarily saying nothing.

"What did you see on the Mirror of Erised…"

He suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"Voldemort…"

Xiang Xiang Xien hurriedly touched his brooch.

Professor Professor Sineipu had already stopped moving; his eyes surged with barely suppressed fury, his voice trembling slightly:

"Ah—our Mr. Xiang Xiang Xien Green, always thinking those simple, laughable tricks of his can accomplish some earth-shattering feat… He doesn't even take the Dark Lord seriously…"

Professor Professor Sineipu's icy, mocking voice came out,

"Very well, then, for your courage, your detention will begin on September first, and last until… September first… no holidays, and…"

Xiang Xiang Xien stood in place, silent, while Professor Professor Sineipu's words were not yet finished.

"Every year."

Xiang Xiang Xien was a little dumbfounded.

Stay at Hogwarts every year?

Is… there such a good thing?

……

When they returned to Hogwarts, Tian Se Yi Jing completely darkened.

Professor Professor Sineipu's mood had reached such a terrible state that he couldn't imagine what would happen next.

The Dark Lord was plotting a comeback; his brutal methods against wizards who obstructed his plans were known to all.

He had originally thought the little wizard before him was merely an organizer, but he hadn't expected him to face the Dark Lord head-on.

"What have you done? Tell me—the entire process!"

In the dungeon, Professor Professor Sineipu cast a spell to block eavesdropping and spoke in a voice colder than ice.

Xiang Xiang Xien used the brooch to briefly recount Professor Professor Qiluo's abnormalities, ending with how they stopped Professor Professor Qiluo.

Fortunately, although the brooch could not conceal the truth—because it would also speak out the thought process of concealing the truth—Xiang Xiang Xien could choose what to say.

He tried to minimize his presence, roughly recounting only Professor Professor Qiluo's abnormalities, the plea for help, and Headmaster Dumbledore's expulsion of Voldemort.

"Who do you think you are?! Who do you think you have provoked?! Naively laughable!"

Professor Professor Sineipu almost roared.

He felt a wave of fear; the Dark Lord had attached himself to the back of Professor Qiluo's head and entered Hogwarts, and it was Green and others, who had been inexplicably dragged into it, who stopped him.

His reason was actually the laughably absurd desire to help Professor Qiluo?

Just because of a recommendation letter?!

His trembling body suddenly calmed down in an instant; he looked at the young wizard, who was clearly only two heads taller than the table, with a heavy gaze.

Those green eyes were a rare color in the gray-black dungeon, and Professor Professor Sineipu was momentarily speechless.

He... was too stupid; such stupid people never had a good ending.

"Get out—"

He said those final words.

As his voice fell, distant Lei Sheng rumbled, and a bolt of lightning tore through the night sky.

"Come back!"

Professor Professor Sineipu shouted.

No one knew what he was angry about.

A storm was coming.

Through the cracks in the dungeon, one could see the gloomy sky.

Xiang Xiang Xien felt a second heartbeat, stronger than the original one.

This meant the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.

In the instant the lightning tore through the sky, he needed to immediately go to the place where the crystal vial was buried. If he had correctly completed all the previous steps, he would find a mouthful of blood-red potion inside.

"Where is it buried?"

The storm appeared too quickly; Professor Professor Sineipu could only ask sternly.

【86】 "The note, Professor..."

"A note, Professor..."

Professor Professor Sineipu, his mind clouded, then remembered the note with the location written on it.

In keeping with Professor McGonagall's cautious style, it would be a place he knew very well.

When he opened the note, however, he saw a glaring name.