Hogwarts Archmage

A ball of fire burned at Ma En's fingertips. Essentially, this thing is a way of releasing energy, in a plasma state other than solid, liquid, and gaseous states.

Ever since he lived with Esther, he rarely held a fire to study when he had nothing to do. Sometimes he would chat at night, or he would just stare at the ceiling in a daze without chatting. Time always passed quickly.

Esther went to Dumbledore's place tonight not knowing what to do. He was a little bored, so he made a small flame and studied it.

After a long time, he felt a little different when he rekindled it. He always felt that this thing was alive, like a soldier, and he was the general commanding the soldiers. The difference was that these soldiers did not need to give special instructions, as long as he still had energy, then you can direct them to perform uninterrupted output.

Ma En still hasn't figured out where the energy to maintain his flames comes from. He only knows that this is the ability brought by a special soul, but where does the soul come from? Where is the source?

It’s unreliable to turn to science. Muggles still can’t even tell whether there is a soul. It’s even less reliable to turn to theology. Nowadays, the famous sects are either monotheistic religions, or they just let believers just let nature take its course. …

"Marn, are you asleep?" Before he could figure it out, a soft voice came from outside the door, and it was Hermione.

"Hold on."

Ma En rubbed his fingers to extinguish the flames on his fingertips, stood up, put on the pajamas thrown beside the bed, and opened the door: "What's wrong?"

"When I was reading just now, there was a black mist roaring and running across the black lake outside the window. I want to ask you if you know what happened."

"Black fog?" Ma En was too focused, and the weather in Scotland changed so much in September that the windows were always closed, so he really didn't notice it. "Why didn't I hear it?"

"Yes, you can see two small red dots in the black fog. They may be a little far away. The sound is not loud. I can only vaguely hear it when I open the window," Hermione said and took a look. Room: "Where's Esther?"

"She went to see Professor Dumbledore and said something was wrong." Marn raised his head and looked at the clock hanging at the end of the corridor and frowned.

Hermione didn't know when she saw him, so she nodded and said, "Then I'd better go downstairs and wait for her."

"I'll go too." It was almost 10:30, and Ma En was a little worried.

He walked downstairs with Hermione, ordered the teapot and let it fly to clean. He took out a tea bag and put it in, added hot water, and heated some milk next to it.

After waiting for a while, after appraising the color of the black tea, he gave Hermione a cup and some milk, and then asked in detail: "Can you describe the specific appearance of that black mist?"

Hermione held the cup and took a sip: "I can't describe it...but under the moonlight, it looks like a ball of black water vapor. It has no specific shape. It moves very fast, just in the blink of an eye." The time passed by the black lake."

"Can you see where it's going?"

"From the outside to the inside of the school..."

Ma En thought for a moment, stood up and said to her: "You should leave early and rest. I will pick up Esther."

"No, I'll wait for you here."

"That's fine, but no matter what happens, don't go out. That black fog... I have a bad feeling."

After saying that, Ma En stood up and left the black tea house. After walking out for more than ten steps, he raised a finger and a line of fire started from his feet, flew around the black tea house and closed at the sole of his feet.

The black tea house was not far from Dumbledore's office. There was an open space with no obstruction in his sight. He walked towards the principal's office step by step.

It was extremely quiet around the Black Lake at night. There was only the sound of the distant breeze stirring the leaves. A bright and nearly perfect silver plate hung in the sky, allowing everything on the ground to be seen at a glance. Ma En stopped in the middle of the journey. His footsteps and face became extremely ugly.

Esther fell not far away. One of the arms that were originally as white as jade was exposed and tightly holding the wand. It was dry and gray.

He stepped forward, and a ball of blue glittering flame spread from his body to Esther's body. Her arms gradually fell off in the fire, then regenerated, and her eyes slowly opened.

"Marn, it's Voldemort." After saying that, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

On the way back, Voldemort, whose image became very strange, drained more than half of her physical strength and energy the moment he touched her. Although he didn't know why he didn't kill her completely, it also made her feel like she was exhausted. But since Ma En appears here, it means she is safe.

This flame is great for healing wounds, peeling off curses, etc., but there is nothing that can be done about this kind of physical exhaustion. Ma En picked up Esther and took her back to the black tea house, and then wrote two notes to Kassan. Zhuo, let them be given to Dumbledore and Walder respectively.

Hermione waited until he finished his work before walking up and asking: "What's wrong with Esther?"

"Don't go out at night recently. Let's talk to Harry and Ron tomorrow too," Marn put Esther on the long sofa and said to Hermione, "Esther encountered Voldemort and was injured by me. It’s cured, but the mental exhaustion requires rest.”

A lot of information was contained in just a few sentences, which made Hermione's head buzz.

"What!?" the little wizard screamed, then realized that Esther was resting, and quickly lowered his voice, "What's going on, Voldemort... he's not..."

Dumbledore didn't hide what happened last semester from them. In Hermione's mind, Voldemort should have disappeared, right?

"He won't die that easily," Ma En knitted his eyebrows and thought hard, "But I originally thought he should have escaped. How could it be...what went wrong."

Ma En thought of Wald, but immediately rejected the idea. For a person like Wald who is old and calculating, even if he finds someone to cooperate with him, he cannot find a crazy person who will self-destruct at any time. What he wants It is the future of wizards, and we are not planning to build a terrorist organization.

Moreover, what happened at the end of the last school year was somewhat different from what he knew. Harry stopped in the middle of the fight. Who did that?Dumbledore only said that it was solved, but how it was solved, I am afraid no one knows except the person involved.

He now only plans to tell Dumbledore the news about Voldemort's return, and the follow-up matters must be slowly explored. This madman hid too quickly, and Hogwarts occupies a huge area, so it is not easy to find his hiding place.

But until late at night, not to mention Dumbledore, even Walder didn't come. It wasn't until the next day that they learned one thing.

Lockhart is dead.