A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

Yunieff observed Williamson's eyes. The thin blood threads were like spider webs covering the sclera.

"That's it," he said.

Kingsley took his finger away, and Williamson's eyelids immediately closed: "Did you find anything?"

"I have discovered something." Yunieff rubbed his forehead and asked, "By the way, do you feel particularly tired this morning?"

Kingsley shook his head and said, "No."

He glanced at Yunieff again and asked, "What happened? Your spirit doesn't look very good either."

"It's a little bad." Yunieff turned around and asked, "Do you think it's possible that he was attacked by a magic spell?"

"Williamson is a wizard and an Auror. Even if he has a cold or a fever, it would be too outrageous to suddenly pass out."

"It shouldn't be magic." Kingsley shook his head and said, "There is no such sign, and I live in the next room. Not just anyone can bypass me to cast spells. People who can do this There’s absolutely no need to do that.”

"And, if attacked, Williamson will definitely send out a warning."

His voice was low and as solid as the ground, making people believe it.

"What's going on with you?" he asked.

Yunieff briefly explained his previous abnormality to Kingsley.

Since this situation also exists for Williamson, it means that it is not his personal problem.

After hearing this, Kingsley pondered for a second or two, then took out a piece of light purple paper from his pocket, with the stamp "Ministry of Magic" stamped on the corner of the paper.

He picked up an eagle quill on the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote quickly on it.

"What are you writing?" Yunieff asked curiously.

"Williamson's condition is not good. I hope to get support from the Ministry of Magic and let them send another person over." Kingsley said, "Although it is the last day, many accidents in the world happen on the last day."

Yunieff was noncommittal, but he was also somewhat impressed. Professionally speaking, Kingsley was indeed impeccable.

Anyone who wants to be his enemy will really have a hard time.

Thinking like this, he saw Kingsley folding the purple paper he had written into a paper airplane and sending it to the window. The paper airplane flew into the gray-white sky with a "swish" sound. The speed was quite fast and disappeared after a while. A small black dot.

Yunieff felt a little at ease in his heart, blood rushed to his intestines and stomach, and he screamed "Gurgling".

"I'm going to the cafeteria to get some food." Yunieff asked, "Do you want to bring anything?"

"It's the same as you. Bring one for Williamson and some more bread." Kingsley said.

……

Yunieff returned to Williamson's bedroom with three portions of milk, eggs and bread, placed two portions on the table for anyone to take, and started eating one portion by himself.

As he ate, he looked at Williamson's pale face and wondered why the phenomenon only happened to the two of them.

When he went to get the food, he also asked other people and found that there was no third case of this kind of situation.

In other words, there should be some rare commonality between him and Williamson for the abnormality to occur.

But what exactly is this commonality, Yunifu is not particularly clear. He only vaguely guesses that it may be related to the spiritual aspect.

Specifically, we can only wait until Williamson wakes up before making inquiries to see if we can get any clues.

So, he went back to his room and got a "Basic Guide to Transfiguration", sat on a chair and read through it.

As a result, I can't read it. The words are still the same, and the words are still the same, but they are always interrupted in the middle, so that what is input into the brain is a bunch of confused garbled words. There is a kind of "you can see it but feel nothing." A sense of trance.

I never thought I would have such a moment, Yunivo thought.

He stopped forcing it and turned to observe Williamson's reaction.

Most of the time, Williamson just closed his eyes tightly, and sometimes frowned suddenly, as if he was having a nightmare.

About an hour later, Yunieff was about to pour a glass of water when he saw Williamson sitting up suddenly, quickly pulling out the wand from his clothes, waving his arm forward, and shouting to him:

"Stupefy (stunned out)!"

Yunieff immediately saw a strong red light coming towards him. Before he could react, the red light was blocked by a chair thrown over and stopped in the air. Then he heard the sound of "(Expelliarmus) Expelliarmus" !" shouted angrily, and the wand in Williamson's hand immediately flew out of his hand and flew into Kingsley's hand.

The heart beats like a drum, and everything happens in an instant.

When he looked again, he saw that Williamson's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. His eyes were so wide that his blood vessels were protruding.

Kingsley cast another confinement spell to tie Williamson up, then walked over and asked:

"what happened!"

His face was tense, and his already dark skin looked even darker.

Williamson's chest heaved and he was speechless. It wasn't until a while that he said: "I didn't mean it! I thought it was a dark wizard! It was a dark wizard!"

"Calm down! Take a deep breath!" Kingsley said, "Calm down and tell me what is going on?"

Williamson took several deep breaths.

"I have a premonition of great danger," he said, "just like there used to be when dark wizards approached."

Univer stared into Williamson's eyes: "So you launched an attack?"

He was very angry. This was the first time he felt his life was threatened.

"Sorry...I..." Williamson lowered his head, he didn't know how to explain.

Yunieff felt restless.

"Be specific," Kingsley said.

Williamson said: "I've been having a bad feeling lately..."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yunieff interrupted.

"I said it!" Williamson said loudly, "I keep saying it! But nothing happens!"

"And my premonitions are always inaccurate! Sometimes I don't even believe it myself!"

"But this time is different! This time it feels too big! It's really too big! It's so close! It's imminent! It feels like the dark wizard has shouted Avada Kedavra in front of me!"

"That's why I want to take the first step!" He seemed a little hysterical.

Yunieff gradually calmed down.

For some reason, seeing others having emotional breakdowns made him feel much more stable.

It's like looking down from the sky.

"Is there more?" He calmly poured down a basin of cold water.

"what?"

"A more detailed premonition," he asked.

"No more..." Williamson shook his head blankly.

"Don't you see anything?" Yunivo asked.

"No……"

"Didn't you hear anything?"

"No……"

"Don't smell anything?"

"No……"

"Nothing, what kind of rubbish premonition is this?" Yunieff said unceremoniously.

Williamson was stunned, and then lowered his head in shock. After a while, he resigned and said: "My premonition is rubbish..."