"Come in."

A muffled sound rang out in the door.

Hearing this, Victor temporarily dropped the messy thoughts in his mind and gently pushed open the door in front of him.

Christina's bedroom was not lit, and it seemed a little dim. Victor glanced for a long time before he found that the little girl was lying on the bed, but couldn't see clearly what she was doing.

"Nana..."

Victor walked in, came to the girl's bed, and sat down along the edge of the bed.

As soon as he sat down, he felt the girl lying on the bed jumping up from the bed and rushing towards him.

Is this... a prank?

Such thoughts instantly appeared in Victor's mind. While he instinctively opened his arms to prevent her from taking off, he quickly recited a spell.

“MIKA…”

After a pause, a little hazy light appeared in front of him.

Light technique.

With the appearance of this light, Victor suddenly found that the little girl who was rushing towards her had big tears in her eyes.

She was crying.

Victor was stunned and stopped the spell that was about to be issued. Then he felt a soft, small body plunging into his arms, wrapping his arms around his waist, and hugging him tightly.

“Woo woo…”

A low cry sounded.

It was not long since the girl's tears wet Victor's clothes.

"Good Nana, what's wrong?"

Looking at the girl crying in her arms, Victor gently stretched out his hand and asked gently while stroking the girl's soft blonde hair.

"That, I heard it all, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo--"

The girl said intermittently, Victor clutching her arms tighter.

In an instant, Victor understood.

Just now, the girl heard the conversation between him and the Lord. For the first time, she knew the reason why her sister hated her and the real cause of her mother's death. She suddenly realized that she hated herself so much.

"Woooo, Christine, sister, I was wrong... Mom, wuwu, miss mom so much, wuwu... And dad, wuwu... Me, teacher, do you still want me... Woooooo, Chris, Christina, is a bad boy... Woooooo, is a fool... Woooo..."

"Be good, that's not your fault."

"But, but..."

"Be good, everything is over."

"But, mom..."

Victor rubbed the girl's head and said gently.

"Be good, can you wait for me?"

"don't want."

The girl shook her head without thinking.

"Okay, I'll carry you together."

Victor smiled lovingly, then picked up the crying girl and walked towards his bedroom.

Walking to the bedroom door, he pushed open his door.

"Squeak..."

Then, he entered the bedroom, lit up the oil lamp on the table, hugged the girl who was still crying and walked straight to the bookshelf, and took out a thick book on it. With the faint light, he could see the cover of the book that read...a complete spell. Afterwards, he hugged the girl and the book, sat on the bed with the girl, turned on the book, skillfully turned to one of the pages, pointed to the line of small words on it and said gentle to the girl.

"Read this line of words."

"The dead, the dead are resurrected..."

The girl was nestled in Victor's arms and read sobbingly. After venting just now, her mood became much more stable.

"The dead are resurrected, the seven-ring spell, yes, can resurrect dead creatures..."

As I read, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Idiot girl, have you just reacted now? I'm so smart, how could I accept a fool apprentice like you? It's really embarrassing me..."

Seeing the little girl understand what he meant, Victor felt completely relieved and couldn't help but smile and point the girl's smooth forehead.

"Now, you can wipe your tears."

"Um."

The girl nodded, she stretched out her arm and wiped the tears from her face with the sleeves above.

"It's true that a fool."

Looking at the girl's boyish movements, Victor smiled and pointed the girl's forehead again. Then, he pulled out a handkerchief from his body, stopped the girl from moving, and gently wiped the tears on her face.

The girl was obediently nestled in his arms, and her face gradually became red as she watched his gentle movements.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of her father's topic about her son-in-law.

When Victor carefully wiped her face, the girl suddenly looked up and stared at her teacher's dark pupils, saying weakly and cowardly.

"Let's sleep together tonight."

...

Harry Potter World.

Hogwarts.

Dumbledore returned to this ancient academy with a group of happy-looking members of the Order of the Phoenix, and saw his Potions professor waiting for him to come back with an ugly face.

"What's wrong? My dear Professor Snape."

The old mage blinked mischievously and asked curiously at the cold-faced snake king.

At this time, he was in a very good mood, otherwise he would never have shown such a relaxed and freehand expression.

"He ran away."

Snape answered dryly.

"Who ran away?"

The old mage was surprised, and after asking, he remembered who Snape was talking about.

Thinking of the magical Dongmaster's sudden disappearance, his face couldn't help but be solemn, and he asked at his Potion Professor in a deep voice.

"What the hell is going on?"

"He said he was going to the bathroom, and I didn't follow him, and then he disappeared."

Snape's tone was still dry. But his heart was not as calm as it seemed. As an excellent double-faced spy, he had experienced too much. Although this was not his first mistake, it was the most shameful time in his life. He was actually played around by a guy who couldn't even speak English.

Hearing this, the smile on the old monk's face completely disappeared, and he walked towards the office in the courtyard with a calm face.

Although he suffered a little injury during his trip to the old house, he was very satisfied. At this time, the ring full of evil energy was lying quietly in his arms, waiting for him to explore the secrets. However, the mysterious prophet who brought him this prophecy suddenly disappeared at this time, which made him feel badly.

Tom, is it really you?

Thinking of that person, the old master stopped and ordered the members of the Order of the Phoenix behind him.

“Alasto.”

"What?"

"Go to inform all the members of the Order of the Phoenix, be careful recently, if I guess well, he might be back."

"Mysterious man?"

The crazy-eyed man turned his fake eyes and asked uncertainly.

"Um."

The old mage nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I get it."

"Mileva."

The old mage continued.

"I'm here, Albus."

Professor McGonagall, with a serious face, walked forward a few steps.

"Start arranging the Hogwarts professors patrol, two in groups."

"Okay, Albus."

"Professor Snape comes with me, I want to see your memory. As for the others, stay in school first."

"OK."

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