Chapter 139 Reversal

"Master..." Shen Qitong stared at the waistband in her hand. The light and fluttery sign added a lot of weight to her hand, making her afraid to take it for a while.

Dean Kunlun's unique status symbol was held in her hands. At this time, she was so uneasy that she dared not accept it.

"Tomorrow is the last project. Remember everything I told you," Ning Yue turned a blind eye to her anxiety, rarely speaking politely to the only direct disciple, "Repeat it again."

Shen Qitong blinked. , forced back the tears that filled her eyes, and carefully put away the badge: "Immediately return to the old headquarters of the Eastern Organization after the last project is completed, and do not give in to the enemy. Hogwarts is the safest place..."

She couldn't speak anymore. Now the situation has become extremely serious, because Kyushu's sudden announcement can be said to be ineffective in both the magical world and the secular world. Several principals swore that they would definitely leave Hogwarts and return to their own countries.

This must not be easy.

Ning Yue was still waiting, waiting for her to continue her narration, but there was no difference from the way he used to check his homework.

"Master," she still couldn't continue. She couldn't let herself be kept ignorant like a fool, lying on the sacrifice of others and lingering. "I want to know what will happen in the last project tomorrow"

for fear of When he refused, she quickly added: "I won't cause trouble, and I won't interfere at will." She simply knelt down and grabbed his robe, looking up at him sincerely, "It's just that I can't shoulder the responsibility in a confused way." I will never be at ease for the rest of my life, Master, if you give up your efforts and return to a new round of fighting."

The last sentence of Master was particularly sad, which made Ning Yue sigh heavily and wanted to help her up, but he couldn't help her no matter what.

She stubbornly wanted an answer.

Shen Xitong was already twelve years old when she was sent to him. He was half a man, but his eyes were full of caution. Because she was not recognized by the Dharma lineage, her past experiences were not really good. He did not dare to neglect, and taught carefully and patiently comforted him in the way of an old friend, even though because of his apparent stance, Shen Qitong and him had always been separated by a layer of distance for many years.

But he has no children and has long regarded this child as half a daughter.

She is outstanding and tenacious, and what is even more commendable is that her early trauma and even the abandonment of her loved ones never dimmed the light in her eyes or shaken the moral integrity in her heart, and she even resolutely chose this path at such an age.

The two girls' growth experiences were so similar that they took completely opposite paths, so that...

he had to bid farewell to the other and personally deal with the last drop of his best friend's blood left in the world.

"We can't wait until April 13th, otherwise she will have the opportunity to use her best weapon." Ning Yue used another force to pull Shen Qitong up. "The entire competition has been planned long ago. We are forced to Stepping into it, you will be treated as prey in the net, but the chess game is ever-changing, and we can naturally fight back."

"Don't pity her, Qi Tong. Zihuai, Dumbledore, and I have given her countless opportunities. "He noticed the flash of complexity in Shen Qitong's eyes and mistakenly thought that she still held unnecessary compassion, "This plan was proposed by Dumbledore, and all the other principals, including Igor Karkaroff, agreed. "

No, she deserves it. It's just you..." Shen Qitong shook his head, originally wanting to ask the principals what they had to sacrifice in order to reverse the chess game. But there was no point in asking further, "You...you and Dumbledore, do you and Dumbledore have more important things to do? Did Dumbledore leave school just to coordinate the Order of the Phoenix? Don't hide it from me, Master."

Her This sensitivity is the most distressing, and I really can't bear to hide it from her.

"There are very important things to do. We will go to two places respectively." Even if he did not intend to hide it from her, Ning Yue did not intend to say more now. One day she would know, "These two places are related to The destruction of gods."

Even if he didn't know the specific situation, Shen Qitong could guess that Mingyuan Mountain must belong to one of them almost by intuition. The dangers involved can be imagined.

She didn't say anything. She just squeezed the badge in her hand tightly and said, "I understand."

Just one sentence is worth a thousand words.

"Don't you understand?" Draco Malfoy finally saw Astoria who was alone in the common room, and immediately rushed towards her and tried to pull her away, "Stay away from Potter's group, and even your sister! "

Occasionally, two or three people passed by in the common room. They wanted to say something, but when they saw the badge of the Special Operations Group on Malfoy's chest, they immediately fell silent and wanted to bury their heads directly on the ground.

"Let go, Malfoy," Astoria pulled away from him in disgust, "You are the least qualified person to say this. To be honest, you make me feel sick."

When Astoria said disgusting When he heard this word, Malfoy was visibly stunned for a moment, and soon he got involved again, blocking her way back to the dormitory. His tone became even worse: "I'm doing this for your own good. Otherwise, you and Daphne will be sneaking around all day long." "Shen, you are messing around with Potter and the others. I have reported it to Professor Umbridge a long time ago. You know she..."

"Reporting" Seeing that she couldn't go any further, Astoria simply stopped. He stood there and glanced at the badge on his chest with a sneer, "Malfoy, you still think this is a very prestigious thing. You know how Umbridge will punish every student you report for violating discipline." How old are some of the children?"

Seeing Malfoy's expression of impatience and disdain, she suddenly felt there was no need to continue: "You don't know anything, you just think it's cool to be above others. You can ask Theodore Nott, I believe he will be happy to tell you about Ms. Burns's death and how they tortured her..."

"I shouldn't have come in at the wrong time."

A discordant voice interrupted her. Astoria fell silent once she figured out who it was. No matter how much she was trained during this period, she was still instinctively afraid of rejecting this person.

Mu Yu leaned against the door and looked at them with a smile: "You still have the energy to quarrel."

The more gentle she was, the more timid Astoria became. She is like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, extremely difficult to detect, and fatal if encountered.

Mu Yu didn't care what Astoria thought of her. He leisurely sat down on the armchair in the lounge and lit the fire next to him. She obviously didn't give any orders, but the two of them seemed to be frozen in place and refused to move a step.

"There are some things you don't need to trouble Theodore." She still seemed gentle and patient, but the sudden explosion of flames as she spoke made Astori tremble. Draco Malfoy seemed to want to reach out his hand for a moment, but resisted.

Mu Yu saw everything in his eyes, with a completely playful mentality: "Maybe Mr. Malfoy can explain to me what it means to hang out with Potter's group of people."

"It's nothing," said Unexpectedly, Draco Malfoy reacted faster than Astoria, "You know Astoria is often stupid and often gets along with the Gryffindor group. I just reminded her to pay attention. Proper."

"Oh..." Mu Yu protracted his tone, turning the jade pendant in his hand, not commenting on his explanation, but still looking at the two of them as if he didn't care.

Astoria ignored Malfoy's vague obstruction and wanted to walk towards the dormitory again: "You have changed a lot, you are not like when I first met you."

Mu Yu's movement of turning the jade pendant stalled, and it happened to be in the lounge. The door was pushed open again, and the visitor seemed not to see her, and directly ordered Malfoy: "It's your turn to patrol tonight, Draco."

Theodore Nott took a few steps in and seemed to have discovered Mu Yu's presence at this moment. He nodded to her and sat opposite her: "Yu."

Mu Yu turned around the jade pendant again and did not look at the two pieces. The man, with a slight chin, finally responded to him: "Theodore."

"It's time to go on inspection, Draco, you don't want to waste time," Theodore Nott continued to say to the two of them, "Astori Ya, you should have gone to bed ten minutes ago, I won't hold back this time. Go to bed now."

Without hesitation, Malfoy quickly disappeared outside the common room door, leaving Astoria behind. The two of them hesitated for a while before walking back to the dormitory without saying a word. It wasn't

until he saw the two of them leaving Mu Yu that he turned to Theodore Nott: "You are becoming more and more manager-like, Theodore."

There was no praise or criticism in her words.

Theodore Nott made no response. When there was no one around, he bowed his head towards her respectfully, as if he was the same as those people. He was distant and fearful: "I have found out the source of the potion that day," he said He paused, as if waiting for her response, "It's a trick of the Order of the Phoenix. They are secretly practicing to use the last game to send all Potter's group into the arena. The room on the eighth floor is their training place. "

Mu Yu didn't know whether the results he found out were valid. Instead, he seemed to sigh at his sudden alienation. He stretched out his hand and waved it by the bright fire: "Don't be so polite to me, I thought. We are friends."

Lies. She won't accept anyone as her friend easily anymore.

"For the last project tomorrow, I really need you to do something." Mu Yu didn't give him much time to react. He straightened his back and looked at the flames. "You promised me to send Potter here, including the ones with him." Crowd."

Theodore Nott clung to the arms of his chair.

"You don't need to do anything." Mu Yu noticed his nervousness for a moment and turned around to face him, his eyes always staying on the mark on his left hand. "If you didn't lie to me."

Her expression was always calm and peaceful. Also without temperature. He would never have the chance to see the waves caused by it again.

"I will do as you are told."

"Very good."

There was no more unnecessary words between the two of them. They haven't exchanged a few words since the first grade. Year after year, as the distance between them increases, their words become weaker and weaker.

But someone is trapped in the shadow.

"You haven't gone back yet." Mu Yu flicked the flame to make it burn brighter. He was surprised that Yu Nott hadn't returned to the dormitory yet.

"Astoria is right," he tried to take a step forward, but he could only stand behind her, watching the delicate shadow flickering and extinguishing with the flames, as if it was being blown away bit by bit by a huge head. The monster engulfed her, "You are different from before."

She said silently, and the flame that was burning so brightly suddenly dimmed. Without the flames, the basement at the bottom of the lake was particularly cold.

"Everyone is changing," the flame shrank again, struggling in the firewood, "Tomorrow will be exciting, go to bed early, good night."

This time Theodore did not insist, he walked step by step towards the bedroom, But every step I take, I can't help but look back. There is still a very small flame retained, but such a flame is not enough to fully illuminate a person.

The delicate outline stands alone in the darkness, and there is a darkness that few people can set foot on, both front and rear.

Back then, in front of the Mirror of Erised, both the mirror and the little girl's pupils were at least shining, unlike now where it's hard to even see a shadow.

No matter how all parties planned and how many twists and turns they experienced, the third project finally arrived, which also heralded that this ups and downs competition was coming to an end.

The weather was not very good, it was gray and overcast with heavy clouds that made people breathless. What's more, the Quidditch pitch that everyone is familiar with has undergone a huge transformation. A twenty-foot-high hedge surrounds the field, with only five tiny entrances opening at the very edge.

The students filed in. It was obviously a grand event, and there was not much laughter on everyone's face. They all had the same stiff smile as if they had been trained.

This is not like a competition hosted by a living person, but like a gathering held by ghosts.

The professors gave their final instructions last night, the Warriors walked in five different directions, and the referee finally explained the rules. Everything seemed to be in order, following the procedures, but Mu Yu, who was sitting in the stands, always felt something was wrong.

She turned the ring over and over again, looked at the sky above her head, which seemed to have not changed, and suddenly stood up as if she suddenly realized something.

The surrounding fields all disappeared, and the stands, competitions, and spectators were all reduced to smoke and dust.

She was among clumps of tall hedges, and the dim light from the entrance flickered away. The vines above the head, sides, and behind are still growing crazily.

There is neither exit nor end in sight.

On the real competition ground, the few warriors did not step into the maze. Instead, they stood next to several other principals. Those principals were looking at the unpredictable maze with solemn expressions, and Umri on the side. The difference between Qijing and Wei is very clear.

Umbridge frowned and was about to say something when Harry walked out slowly, standing between her and the students.

"You have no right to sit here." He originally thought that when he said these words, he would be full of hatred for Umbridge, but when it came to it, he didn't have much emotion, and every word was particularly sonorous and powerful, " Hogwarts is Hogwarts, our common home, not the pasture of the gods. "

"Dumbledore's Army!"

Neville shouted first in the stands, followed by the second. The third sound finally continued into a turbulent ocean in the vast field.