Section 1: In the old house on Oak Road, lush mountain grape vines covered the exterior walls, completely covering the old red brick walls. The windows facing the street looked dilapidated, and people hurriedly passed by on the street, but they never cast the slightest glance at them. On the other side of the window was the study room of the old house. Soran was sitting at the table, writing a letter quietly. In the corner of the table, a small crystal ball was suspended in the air, with a cluster of ice-blue flames burning inside, emitting a soft blue light. . The room was quiet, and the slight chirping sound of the burning candle and the sound of the quill scratching the parchment could be clearly heard. "¡ª¡ªIn a few days, I will go to France to see you. I hope you have a good time. ¡ªI miss you Sauron." The letter was not long. After writing the last sentence, Sauron waved his magic wand, and the letter folded itself and inserted Into the envelope. Forbotor flew over from nowhere, grabbed the envelope, and suddenly turned into a ball of black fire and disappeared into the fireplace. Soran put the pen back into the bottle, reached out and took the crystal ball on the corner of the table, staring at the clear blue flames. For a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the elf-like girl facing him. Blooming that proud and beautiful smile. "Drip." A cool touch interrupted Sauron's thoughts, only to find that a drop of tear had fallen on his hand at some point. Sauron slowly touched the corners of his eyes and laughed at himself. Could this be considered weakness? Maybe, at least he knew that there was still a corner of softness in his heart for the people he cherished. "I will protect the one I love -" Sauron closed his eyes, "even if I fall into the abyss -" His eyes opened again, the tenderness gone, leaving only the usual indifference. After glancing at the study, Sauron turned into a ball of black fire and disappeared. When he reappeared, Sauron was standing in the dense forest. There were inexplicable rustling sounds and insect chirping, accompanied by the night wind, and various small animals appeared in the night. Sauron raised his head, slowly spread his arms, and remained motionless, as if listening to the night world. Black flames ignited from his feet and surged throughout his body, like a robe of flames. The world around him suddenly became quiet. An almost oppressive silence, as if all life had been extinguished. Sauron opened his eyes, and the last trace of human emotion gradually faded from his golden pupils. He slowly floated into the air, his body tensed and bent forward, as if he was suffering from great pain. The next moment, he suddenly He straightened up, and a pair of huge bone wings that were extremely disproportionate to his body broke out from his back. Thick black flames adhered to the bone wings, and they jumped for joy as the wings slowly flapped. The bone wings spread longer and longer, and Sauron's face gradually became frighteningly pale, and then his skin began to wither slowly, like a dying old man. But there was no fluctuation in Sauron's eyes. He opened his mouth and recited an unknown spell silently - clusters of green and red haloes slowly floated from all directions, and finally merged into Sauron's body. Sauron's skin was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color returned to his face. The halo is still integrating into Sauron's body, and wisps of blood snake along the bone wings of his back, turning into strands of flesh. Gradually, the halo flying around became sparse and finally no longer appeared. The flesh and blood on the wings behind Sauron also stopped growing. Sauron turned his head and frowned as he looked at the wings that were still mostly exposed with ferocious bones. "Isn't it enough?" Sauron glanced around. The moonlight that was originally blocked by the tree canopy could now shine clearly on the ground. Under the pale moonlight, the lush forest trees had turned into decayed dead branches, and a piece of withered and yellow forest land was scattered. There were carcasses of insects, birds and small animals. Sauron¡¯s wings behind him flapped a few times, turned into flames and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. I looked at the moon with its cold silver glow, but I felt it was a bit dazzling. With a slight sigh, Sauron disappeared suddenly and left this dead place. ¡¡¡¡ Section 2 In the villa of the Ibikos family, Isabella and Ibikos stood in a spacious basement. Just like the secret room in the old house on Oak Road, the walls of the basement were covered with Magic patterns to block magic fluctuations. Ibikos looked at Isabella, who had an indifferent expression, with a somewhat complicated expression. After a long time, he asked seriously: "Are you sure you want to do this? This will probably kill you." Isabella was silent for a while, feeling somewhat determined. Nodding, "If His Highness can do it, then I at least have the courage to try." Ibikos was a little surprised, but did not show it, "Then, let's begin." Isabella nodded, took out the wand, Pointing to a bottle on the table, which was filled with just ordinary water, she waved her wand and the water in the bottle floated and solidified into a ball in the air. Ibicos also took out his wand, pointed it at Isabella, and said: "CruisingBones. " In an instant, Isabella's face turned frighteningly pale, and the unspeakable terrible pain penetrated her whole body and pierced her soul. She instinctively wanted to scream, but she gritted her teeth and stopped. She was floating steadily in the air. The water rippled, but it only lasted for a moment before it collapsed and scattered all over the ground. Ibikos stopped the spell the moment the water broke out, but Sabella couldn't help but collapse on the ground, convulsing uncontrollably. And sobbing. Ibikos sighed, helped Isabella to the chair, and handed her a glass of hot milk. Isabella took the cup with a slightly trembling hand, and took a sip, and the warm milk slid over. Her throat and stomach made her feel much better, as if her body, which had been drained of all its strength, was gradually recovering. Neither of them spoke, and silence filled the basement for a long time. Finally, Isabella whispered: " Just at the beginning, I couldn't bear it anymore It's hard to imagine how His Highness did it. " "I'm afraid, no one can do it except His Highness. "Ibikos sighed, "Even the mysterious man can't do it. "Isabella raised her head and looked at Ibikos with a complicated expression. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't. "Do you know the gap between us and His Highness, Isabella. "Ibikos said leisurely, "Your Highness is colder than us. This coldness is not only towards others, but also towards yourself. " Isabella didn't speak, just drank the milk. Finally, she put the empty glass aside, stood up silently, and said, "Come again. " Just when Ibikos was about to refuse, there was a knock on the entrance to the basement. Ibikos opened the door, and a house elf stood respectfully at the door. "Your letter, Master Ibikos. "The elf held an envelope in his hand. Ibikos took the letter, and the elf disappeared with a bang. There was no address in his heart, only a name. Ibikos walked back to the basement without avoiding Isabella. He opened the letter and read it. After reading it, he touched it with his wand and the letter burned into ashes. "The letter from the Ministry of Magic is about Azkaban." "Ibikos said. "Does this have anything to do with me? "Isabella looked very calm. "It has something to do with His Highness. "Ibikos looked at Isabella, "Your Highness plans to go to Azkaban. " Isabella took a breath of cold air, "Where are you going and what are you doing? " "Go save people, or¡ª¡ª" he paused, "¡ª¡ª kill people. "Isabella was stunned for a moment. She didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes showed cold hatred. Ibikos looked at her and sighed. Section 3 The Weasley family was lucky enough to win the "Prophet" The grand prize of the Daily News, a full seven hundred galleons, was a lot of money for the Weasley family, which had always been poor. Mr. Weasley decided to use a large part of it on a trip to Egypt. In the bar of a wizard hotel in Cairo, a few wizards were sitting at their tables in twos and threes, drinking and chatting. Several boys from the Weasley family were gathering together and playing wizard cards. Talking about what he saw during the day. Patsy was an exception. He went back to his room early. He had just become the president of the male student union and thought that he should seize all the time to learn how to be a good leader instead of spending it with a few The inconspicuous brothers chatted. Mr. Weasley was chatting with the owner of the pub, and Ginny went back to the room to rest, accompanied by Mrs. Weasley. A hundred days of running around made this little girl with fiery red hair The girl was exhausted. ¡°You know, there are few students in Slytherin who are not afraid of him. Ron took a sip of butterbeer and continued, "Even little Malfoy is afraid of him." " "No. "Bill muttered while drinking. He is the eldest son of the Weasley family and works at Gringotts. Bill doesn't like butterbeer, but Mrs. Weasley forbids him from drinking gin. "Let me tell you, Harry's That brother will definitely be a big shot in the future, either respected or feared. " "Or both. "The Weasley twins said in unison, and they paused, "Strong and wise-" "Cold and tough-" "Compared to him-" Fred and George sang in unison, "-Little Ronnie is like an idiot. ! " "You go to hell. " Ron waved his fist in protest. He was considering throwing the cards in the twins' faces when Mrs. Weasley arrived. "I hope you didn't drink the strong drink secretly. She came over and checked the table, "Go to bed early, boys. You have to get up early tomorrow. There are several pyramids that can only be seen before the sun rises." ¡± The brothers were noisily collecting cards, and an owl flew away.Later, several wizards complained. "A letter for me." Charlie opened the letter and read it. "What happened?" Mr. Weasley also came over. He might have drank a little too much, his face looked red, and his walking was a little unsteady. "It's about the research camp." Charlie frowned, looking very unhappy. "At the camp in Romania, the staff found that someone was hunting dragons privately, and two were missing. They hope that I can rush back as soon as possible. It seems that my holiday trip is over." "Then go back early." Mr. Weasley patted Charlie's shoulder and stopped his wife from saying anything else, "Work is important."