Chapter 508: Time is Almost Up

She felt the warm wind blowing against her left cheek diminish a little.

"If you turn the ancient times upside down, you can see they are individual spells that can turn an enemy's ears into kumquats."

Lu Na held the upside-down "The Quibbler," saying in a daze, her eyes fixed on Xiang Xien,

"Do you come to see the land snoring every day? It must be well taken care of by you to always be snoring."

Xiang Xien nodded slightly.

To some extent, Lu Na was right.

At the same time, he noticed that the earrings Lu Na had been wearing were gone; they were two carrot-like earrings.

This made his brow furrow.

"Oh, don't worry, things were stolen by Nargles, they will appear again soon."

Lu Na said in a singing voice.

Her eyes were slightly protruding, but it didn't ruin her overall facial shape; instead, it gave her an elven feeling.

"Magical plants in white mistletoe?"

Xiang Xien responded; when he raised his wand, some lost items had already floated behind Lu Na.

"Yeah..."

Lu Na was always like she was dreaming, her voice floating, and her gaze too.

When she turned her head to look at Xiang Xien, she discovered those lost items,

"Look, the Nargles returned my things... it seems you tamed the Nargles, was it with mistletoe juice?"

"Wand."

Xiang Xien answered. He called out to Bai Yi, and the snow-white owl with beautiful feathers landed on his shoulder.

Lu Na stared at him without blinking, and also at Tila, who was peeking out from his pocket.

At the edge of the Black Lake, Xiang Xien's steps to leave paused.

He looked at the pale blue lake, which was currently like a huge mirror, reflecting flocks of birds.

Here, a wizard's eyes were like a mirror reflecting oneself; some wizards couldn't see the malice they suffered because the mirror was always pure, clear lake water.

"Next time you lose something, you can ask me for help."

Xiang Xien said.

Then, he left the Black Lake.

Along the sloping lawn, Xiang Xien walked all the way to the vegetable patch behind Haige's hut, where twelve large pumpkins had grown.

In the non-magical world, no one had ever seen such large pumpkins; each was half a person tall.

"You're here—come in and have some treacle fudge, just out of the oven."

Haige was as enthusiastic as ever; he had just gone to the Fairy Workshop two days ago.

It was crowded there, and different wizards would often argue over the ownership of the last biscuit.

Fortunately, he had special privileges; Professor Qiluo pulled him in from the back door, completely unaware that he alone was enough to block the main gate.

"Look at my little sweethearts, they're growing quite well, aren't they?"

Haige noticed Xiang Xien looking at the pumpkins, so he said happily,

"Used for the Halloween feast—they'll be big enough by then. Do you want to carve pumpkin lanterns with me? I'll definitely have to give you a few more.

Think about it, put it in your room, or the dormitory, it will glow tirelessly for a whole semester."

Xiang Xien nodded; for a wizard, completing such a task wasn't difficult.

Treacle fudge was an extremely sticky candy; Xiang Xien ate a tiny bit and almost couldn't breathe.

He looked at Fang, who was circling and panting... he was still okay.

So the warm sun of the Forbidden Forest slowly set, until it hung on the tips of the beech trees, until Xiang Xien walked out of Haige's hut with the task of the last ten points of proficiency.

After starting the practice of Material Transfiguration, he rarely used a broom to travel; after all, on the way back to the castle, he could still practice for a while.

【You practiced Material Transfiguration once with the standard of the Master realm's entry level, Master-level proficiency +3】

The land kept heaving, and the stones also underwent various bumps.

Xiang Xien walked all the way, and the Forbidden Forest seemed to have truly come alive.

Suddenly, Xiang Xien felt a heat in his bosom; he quickly took out the plan map, and the dots marked "Basilisk" and "Alchemical Toad" were changing rapidly.

Xiang Xien furrowed his brow; he moved his fingers, and a broom flew into his palm like lightning.

The soul Horcrux had greatly weakened Voldemort's power; at this time, what had happened?

The broom swept across the sky like a shooting star, and the castle was still noisy.

In the second-floor girls' bathroom, a figure appeared as if it had taken off an Invisibility Cloak.

On the plan map, Jin Ni's position was in the Gryffindor tower, while the Basilisk and the Alchemical Toad were already close at hand to Xiang Xien.

Without the manipulation of a Parselmouth, how could the Basilisk come alive?

Or... after the Basilisk was awakened, had it never fallen asleep?

It always had to forage, and in this process, anything could happen.

Xiang Xien wore the magical refraction mirror, looking at the sink that looked very ordinary.

"Mr. Green!"

At this time, a voice came,

"Oh, it's like this... I've been considering, if you die, you're welcome to share this toilet with me."

Myrtle said, her face turning silver-white with shyness.

Ghosts have no logic, so it's not strange for them to say anything.

"Oh my, I can't imagine that someone could make Peeves behave.

Those who can do this are all big figures like Headmaster Dumbledore, such big figures..."

Myrtle chattered on the side, while Xiang Xien thought silently.

On the plan map, the Basilisk was wandering not far from Xiang Xien; it seemed to be foraging around here, and then turned around and left.

The Chamber of Secrets was spacious, but for such a large animal, relying solely on those rats was probably not enough to sustain its survival.

It had to appear.

"Preparations... are almost done."

As Xiang Xien muttered to himself, he also turned and left here; he was preparing to go find Mr. Sorting Hat.

At the same time.

The corridor downstairs.

Harry shuddered violently.

"... tear you... tear you apart... kill you..."

It was that voice again, that cold, murderous voice he had heard in Lockhart's office.

He stumbled to a stop, grabbed the stone wall, listening intently while looking around, squinting and searching up and down in the dimly lit corridor.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

Luo En asked suspiciously.

"That voice appeared again—don't speak for a moment—"

"... starving... for so long, so long..."

"Listen!" ===== CHAPTER 509 =====