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Revelation Dragons and the Goblet of Fire Chapter 23 Training

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    The first period The bell rang, and the corridor was crowded with students in a hurry. However, Sauron walked calmly among the crowds, and the invisible force cleverly opened up a small space around him, which made him  Isabella, who had been following him, felt a lot more relaxed.  "Warrington and the others came to see me again this morning. They wanted to know if you have time to guide their training." Isabella complained, she frowned and held a thick book in her arms.  Magic Book, "The Quidditch game is gone. Now several people on the team are focused on participating in the Triwizard Tournament. Almost all their free time is spent practicing spells-" She paused and added sarcastically:  "Of course, and go to the campus hospital." "When Ilyich came to me for help a few days ago with a head full of abscesses, I knew what stupid things they would do - what they thought they were going to participate in, evil  "Spell competition?" Sauron sighed, "I bet if I teach them a few more powerful spells, I'm afraid they won't be able to wait until the Triwizard Tournament begins." "I have to admit, Warrington and the others.  Some of them are not very clever, maybe their heads were hit too hard by the Bludgers." Isabella shrugged, "They think that the school will use a duel to select the contestants." "Duel, they think so.  You have to come out." Sauron hummed, "Even you can beat ten of them." The little girl didn't say anything, but she still had a proud smile on her face.  The two walked up the stairs and walked along the open-air corridor on the second floor toward the library. From here, they could see the lawn under the sun. Students after class were in groups, enjoying their afternoon leisure time.  Isabella noticed that Sauron narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the herb greenhouse.  Following his line of sight, Isabella saw the three of them walking through the low bushes and walking along the path towards the hunting ground.  "About Harry, I remembered one thing." Isabella hesitated and then said: "I went to see Professor Flitwick several times and saw him alone in Professor Flitwick's classroom.  Practice spells." Soran raised his eyebrows, "So what?" "Do you think he wants to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" Isabella said, "You put a lot of pressure on him, maybe he wants to prove it.  "Myself." "I hope his thoughts are not so naive," Sauron said calmly, "So what if I am the champion of the Triwizard Tournament? As long as I think about it, I can crush it just like a bedbug."  "Solan has a habitual contempt for all competitions, which Isabella has long been accustomed to. What really matters to her is Solan's expression when he speaks - he tightens his lips and narrows them slightly.  Eyes, pupils shrunk into narrow slits.  Often following Sauron, Isabella knew that he would only show such an expression when he was planning something in his heart.  Of course, the little girl responded with a measured silence instead of asking. After all, being too curious is not a good thing.  "On your own, there are some things you need to pay attention to." Sauron said abruptly. He glanced at the book in the little girl's arms, "Many of the magic in the Book of Winter Nights are unanalyzed ancient magic, methods of guiding magic.  It is very different from modern magic. If used rashly, it may cause terrible trauma to the caster. Therefore, you must not practice it unless I am by your side. " "But Professor Flitwick didn't tell me when he lent me the book.  These." The little girl couldn't help but defend.  "That's because he thought you couldn't read the incantation above and could only read the book as an ordinary document." Sauron said seriously, "He didn't expect that a third-year student could understand the ancient incantation, let alone  I taught you how to interpret ancient magic." He turned around and looked at Isabella, frowning and said, "The desire for knowledge and exploration are essential qualities for a good wizard, but the more important ones are reason and caution.  , There is no shortage of amazing geniuses in history, but not many can reach the end safely. " Soran stretched out his hand and watched the little girl reluctantly hand the book to him.  He shook his head, pinched the spine of the book with one hand, and gently brushed the cover of the book with the other hand. His slender fingers scratched the ancient dark brown leather, drawing traces of magic lines that contained magic.  A light blue light flashed past, and under Isabella's surprised gaze, Soran returned the book to her.  The little girl opened the book in surprise, but soon the smile on her face fell down again - except for the large narrative text that was still clearly visible, all the magic texts recording the spells became blurred, as if  It was shrouded in an erratic fog, making it impossible to see clearly.  The little girl raised her head and found that Sauron was walking further and further away. She pouted dissatisfiedly, but had no choice but to trot after him with a grimace.    Section 2 In Hagrid's hut, Harry and the three of them sat around a large round table made of logs, holding hot teacups in their hands. The hound Fang Ya lay listlessly at their feet, whimpering from time to time.  "Tooth looks exhausted," said Ron. He watched Hagrid put a large plate of rock cakes on the table without any intention of eating it.  "Well, we just came back from the forest, and it's not very peaceful there right now." Hagrid muttered. He used the tongs to poke the firewood in the stove, making them make a loud crackling sound. "There was a unicorn the other day.  It was attacked, deep in the Forbidden Forest near the Night Lake. "Is it seriously injured?" Hermione asked half curiously and half worried.  "I don't know, but it doesn't seem like a big question." Hagrid shrugged and said helplessly: "That is an adult male beast. It has a bad temper now. No one can get close to it. Who dares to  It used lightning to hit anyone. "Lightning? Unicorns can use magic?" Ron was surprised.  "Of course, and it's extremely powerful." Hagrid said disapprovingly, "Magic is not just for wizards. Many creatures are born with the ability to manipulate magic, but their spells are not as diverse as wizards' magic." "But what if that's the case?  , What kind of thing dares to provoke it?" Harry frowned, feeling slightly uneasy in his heart.  Harry knew that Sauron's phoenix had injured a unicorn, but it was only a cub. This reminded him of what happened when he first came to Hogwarts - Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, had killed  A unicorn, to help Voldemort stay alive.  "No matter what it is, it must be very powerful." Hagrid said, "I asked Aragog, and its descendants told him that the unicorn was subdued almost instantly, but he couldn't even look at the attacker.  See clearly, it seems that the guy is always hiding in the shadows. "Does Dumbledore know about this?" "Of course," Hagrid said gruffly, "He doesn't seem to care much, he just wants me to do it."  Pay more attention, but it is not difficult to understand that he has too many things to do, the Triwizard Tournament is about to be held, and there are so many things inside and outside to worry about. " Until an hour before dinner, ha.  It was only then that the three of them rejected Hagrid's invitation to go see the Blast-Ended Skrewts together and left the hut in a hurry.  The sun set in the west, casting a golden-red glow on the horizon. They walked along the winding path towards the castle. On one side of them, the Forbidden Forest looked mysterious and eerie under the increasingly bleak sky.  "Who do you think the attacker will be?" Hermione said, "The description of those spiders is too vague. It sounds like the attacker should have used some kind of magic to manipulate darkness and shadows." "Maybe the attacker is just hiding under a rock  Later, he gave the unicorn a hard blow." Harry shrugged and said, "That's not surprising. Although those spiders have eight eyes, their brains are not very good. They can express the general meaning pretty well.  "No matter what, don't drag me to ask those furry guys. Remember, they have very good brains when they want to eat people." Ron shrank his neck, still feeling scared.  said, "Honestly, it might have been the spiders themselves, or a large Blast-Ended Skrewt." "Oh, God," Harry said, imagining one big enough to hurt the Horn.  He wondered what the beast's squid would look like. He suspected that if Hagrid's squid could really grow that big, no one would dare to come to Hagrid's class.  "A lot of extremely valuable magical materials can be obtained from unicorns, such as their blood and horns." Hermione said, "The more commonly used ones are the tail hairs of unicorns. Many people use them for the cores of their wands.  "Dumbledore isn't too worried about this, is he?" Ron nodded and said, "Maybe he knows who did it. Let me think about it, maybe it was a professor who was a little strapped for money.  , and took advantage of the darkness to pull a handful of hair off the unicorn's butt. "The three of them laughed, and the tall figure of the castle became more and more clear in their sights. When they passed through the gate and returned to the brightly lit place.  When I was in the lobby, I had already forgotten about the unicorn.  The dining table was already filled with hungry students, waiting expectantly for the sumptuous dinner. Not long after the three of them sat down, the sumptuous dinner appeared on the table in front of them.  Ron couldn't wait to scoop himself a big spoonful of bacon and mashed potatoes, while Harry and Hermione were chewing sausages while discussing where to spend the first weekend of school tomorrow.  "Harry." A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Harry was startled. He turned around subconsciously and saw Sauron standing at the Slytherin table looking at him. He didn't speak at all, but the voice came directly into the room.  In Harry's mind,??Clearly audible.  "Training, before sunrise tomorrow, come to the lakeshore to meet me alone." Section 3 In the early morning of autumn, the mist has not yet dissipated, and under the dark blue sky, the majestic and cold figures of the distant mountains are vaguely visible.  The wind whistled through the valley and across the lake, carrying the breath of the wilderness, turning into a low sigh and disappearing in silence.  It¡¯s early morning at Hogwarts. The ancient castle stands on this land protected by magic, quietly waiting to wake up from sleep.  On the low hills by the lake, a figure appeared quietly, with a black robe and an erratic shadow, sliding lightly across the wet grass.  The person coming was Sauron. He stood on this not-so-high slope, looking across the misty lake to the dark forest in the distance. After a moment, he opened his arms and turned into a ghostly shadow.  Flying close to the other side of the lake.  On the other side of the lake shore, someone had already been waiting here. When Sauron emerged from the shadows again, the man turned around, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Sauron's.  "I thought I would come earlier than you." Sauron said, looking at his twin brother, "But that's good, at least we can set off now." Harry didn't speak, just nodded, and the two of them  One after another, they slowly walked deeper into the forest.  The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and in the silence, the deep footsteps of the two people and the occasional chirping of birds could be clearly heard.  After a while, the two of them stopped until the vast lake completely disappeared behind layers of trees.  A small clearing in the forest, through the sparse branches and leaves of the trees, you can see the light blue sky.  Sauron turned around, took out a small bottle from his arms, and threw it to Harry.  "Drink it, it will be good for you." Sauron said.  Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at the bottle in his hand. It was filled with dark blue liquid. It was flowing slowly and shimmering with silvery light. Even if he was just holding it in his hand, Harry could feel the liquid contained in it.  of powerful magic.  After hesitating for a moment, Harry opened the bottle cap and drank the liquid in one gulp - it felt amazing, with almost no taste, like a cold air entering his stomach along his throat, and then spreading throughout his body, making him feel like he was bathing in a cold  in water.  Harry couldn't help but shudder, but the coldness disappeared in an instant, and instead he felt a surge of vitality filling his body, and the fatigue of getting up early and the hunger of an empty stomach were swept away.  "Now, let's make a long story short." Sauron looked at Harry, his golden pupils shimmering in the darkness, "Perhaps you have noticed that your strength has improved by leaps and bounds during this period of time, even if you have not deliberately practiced.  , you can also perform a lot of magic that you never thought of before." Harry nodded and said calmly: "Your training in the previous month was very effective." But Sauron shook his head and used plain words.  He said slowly: "The power of magic is ever-changing, but in the final analysis, the essence is to perceive the rules of the world, and then use one's own spiritual power to guide the surrounding matter and energy. In other words, the power of the wizard comes from the resonance between the heart and the world." He  After a pause, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, "However, most wizards spend their entire lives unable to truly do it. They are trapped in a superficial understanding of themselves and the world, and can never reach the truly powerful power." Sauron  Raising his hand, black flames burned quietly in the palm of his hand, which made Harry frown - Harry could feel the terrifying power contained in the weak flame, and at the same time, an indescribable hostility emerged from it.  My heart arose spontaneously.  Sauron was aware of Harry's reaction, but he didn't seem to care.  "Only a very small number of people -" he stared into Harry's eyes, with undisguised pride in his voice, "can recognize their true selves, accept the cold reality, and explore the supreme power hidden in the truth.  "Power." "I don't think I'm superior to others," Harry said with a hint of sarcasm, "Maybe I'm not as pretentious as you." Sauron didn't refute, but just gave a sneer, and the next moment, his whole body suddenly ignited.  Black fire, surging magic power penetrated the body, surging in every inch of the surrounding space.  For a moment, Harry felt as if he was in a dark abyss, and the pressure of mountains and seas almost suffocated him.  However, Harry did not flinch. He instinctively used the power that emerged from deep inside his heart, like an unquenchable flame in the darkness, supporting him against the person in front of him - he straightened up his chest, and his pale silver pupils became narrow.  And Sharp looked at Sauron firmly, and the hem of his robe rustled in the wind stirred by Sauron's magic.  "Your power has awakened, and your soul has begun to transform, my dear brother!" Sauron said, an icy voice roared, coming from all directions.Fang came.  He snorted coldly, and the majestic power swept across like a wave. The thick trees were broken one after another in the roar, and then were crushed to pieces in the crushing force. In the blink of an eye, everything within dozens of meters around the two people turned into  of dust.  "This is extraordinary power, the most primitive instinct, and the strongest desire." Sauron said loudly, "Understand it and control it, otherwise, everything you cherish will be reduced to ashes by this power.  !¡± Harry was stunned, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. Sauron¡¯s words echoed in his ears, and countless images from imagination or reality flashed before his eyes. Gradually, determination reappeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his arms.  Take action, hold it tightly, and feel the call from deep within.  "What should I do?" Harry asked simply.  Sauron smiled, and the laughter became deep and distant under the blessing of magic.  "Facing the truest self-" he said slowly, "We are on the road of no return. If we want to be strong, we can only experience painful torture and unyielding battle." The black flame turned into a wand, which was held by Sauron.  In his hands, he looked at his brother and said word by word: "What you have to do is very simple, just defeat me!"
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