Chapter 181 Escape Room Case
divination,
As a very special kind of magic, it is not only inherited among muggles and wizards, but also exists in some highly intelligent biological groups such as mermaids.
But there are few races that value divination as much as the centaurs, who value divination masters per capita. Apart from hunting, what they do most every day is keep their feet on the ground and look up at the stars... to appreciate the vastness of the universe and the infinity of time and space.
Rove has always been curious about the observation methods of the centaurs. After all, with their small tribe and industrial standards, it is impossible to build high-precision telescopes.
Is it all by naked eye observation?
Luo Fu has never been to the horse tribe, so it is difficult to understand the details, but the horse people are so obsessed, so they naturally have their own uniqueness in the field of divination.
It was as if Nymeria could divination the habitat of Vaswa, and could figure out that Rove would pass by here... At least it proved that she was not like Trelawney running the train with her mouth full of words.
As a transaction fee, Rove needs to give Nymeria a batch of potions, including but not limited to hemostatic medicine, antidote and other items.
There are also herbs in the Forbidden Forest, but the effect of simple herbs is definitely not as good as magic medicine, and you may encounter a centaur tribe, so it is better to trade with Rove.
As the first transaction between the two parties, it is definitely not a one-time transaction, but multiple transactions...there will be a long-term cooperation in the follow-up.
Nymeria asked for a reasonable price, and the lion did not open her mouth. Rove also agreed readily without haggling.
This is a transaction that both parties are satisfied with.
Nymeria immediately lit the bonfire, and the raging flames reflected her wild face.
Nymeria began to chant, and under the vine woven clothes, the huge fruit swayed back and forth, shining with a milky white luster.
She threw sage and mallow into the campfire, and immediately there was a rich herbaceous aroma, and the smoke shot straight into the sky.
As the smoke rose and the chants faded, Nymeria closed her eyes.
There was only the hissing and crackling of the bonfire in the air, and Rove looked at Nymeria with blue eyes, quietly waiting for the prophecy.
Nymeria suddenly opened her eyes, Rove raised his eyebrows, and said a little excitedly, "Have you figured it out?"
"Uh...no!"
"..."
Rove was speechless for a moment. You chanted and bonfire again, which filled the sense of ceremony and made people excited. He took off his trousers, so he just said... No?
"The diary of Tom Riddle you described, I can't see its location clearly through the fireworks." Nymeria said softly:
"There is a powerful force that confuses the location of the diary."
"A tremendous strength?"
"A profound anti-prophecy magic." Nymeria whispered:
"Some wizards don't want their things to be divined by prophets, so they choose to cast this kind of protective magic. Many cemeteries also have them, which can prevent wizards from stealing."
"That's it." Rove narrowed his eyes. He didn't dabble in divination at all, and he really didn't understand the taboos in it.
"So, who is this Tom Riddle?" Nymeria asked curiously.
"Does it matter who he is?"
"Of course." Nymeria hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "As long as I don't involve too powerful wizards, my calculations are accurate, but if it is involved, it is easy to be backlashed!"
"The famous prophets in history are generally short-lived, because divination is beyond their ability."
Nymeria seemed to be afraid that Rove would not believe it, so she stared at him and said, "I won't lie to you!"
"Well, Tom Riddle is Voldemort." Rove said frankly.
"..."
Nymeria knew who Voldemort was even though she was in the centaur tribe!
"That's not a diary anymore, you can help me divination, who attacked Filch." Rove hesitated:
"This is Filch's hair. There must be no powerful wizards involved this time."
Since the diary cannot be calculated, the diary can also be found by divination who attacked Filch.
Nymeria threw that hair into the flames, and the dim flames licked the gray sky, and black smoke rose, writhing and writhing.
Nymeria continued to sing and dance lightly... Not to mention, her performance alone is worth the ticket price!
The flames were quickly extinguished, and Nymeria suddenly said:
"If you move quickly, you can see the man in a room on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle."
Nymeria quickly drew a schematic diagram of the location on the ground.
Rove was a little surprised by such a direct answer.
The centaurs like to end with "tonight's xx is xx", even if they like the ambiguous Field oracle, they are more straightforward than their words.
I didn't expect Nymeria to be so direct.
Rove stepped onto the broomstick and said hurriedly, "I will send the potion."
After leaving these words, he drew a wonderful arc in the air on his broomstick and ran towards Hogwarts.
Nymeria wiped the sweat off her chest as she watched the boy disappear. This was the first time she had an improper transaction with a wizard... She was a little nervous.
Rove flew through the air at an extremely fast speed. It only took five minutes to rush from the depths of the Forbidden Forest to Hogwarts Castle.
But when he was about to arrive, he suddenly slowed down.
The broomstick was so loud when flying at high speed that Hermione was woken up last time and saw him from the dormitory window.
Rove certainly has to learn from experience.
Sure enough, night tours are all out of experience!
Rove entered the castle with ease, and ran towards the second floor according to the location given by Nymeria.
Based on what he knew about Hogwarts, it seemed to be a... bathroom not far from the school hospital.
Rove's footsteps became more and more slow, and the whole person became invisible, and his breath was completely covered. When he was approaching the bathroom, he felt a thump in his heart.
A lot of food was spilled on the ground. It seemed that someone went to the school hospital and was caught in the bathroom.
When they came to the door of the bathroom, the Bowtruckle had already jumped to the doorknob and opened the locked wooden door.
Rove didn't hide on the side, but stood at the door of the toilet like this, which can be called... bold!
A diminutive wizard, wearing a black robe and completely covering his face, crouched next to a witch.
— Mrs. Pince!
Mrs. Pince suffered a torture similar to Filch's, with black smoke coming out of the wound, and the wizard in black was holding a bottle in his hand, collecting those black substances.
Seeing that the door was suddenly opened, the vigilant wizard in black raised his wand, but instead of pointing at the door, it landed on the wall beside him.
A red light flashed, and after a loud noise that pierced the eardrums, the wall collapsed, and the rubble smashed towards Mrs. Pince on the ground.
The first reaction of a normal wizard is to attack the wizard who opened the door.
But the black-clothed wizard is obviously more cautious, he doesn't care who is coming, he will get out first... So the first choice is to blow up the wall.
No matter who came, it must be an enemy rather than a friend. It is impossible to watch Mrs. Pince crushed to death by the gravel.
Attack it and save it!
The water pipe in the bathroom burst, and the water flow was originally going towards the black-clothed wizard, but it had to turn around and cover Mrs. Pince.
The wizard in black was about to leave from the collapsed wall, but another jet of water rose up and turned into a wall of water, blocking his way.
The black-clothed wizard turned around and ran towards the depths of the bathroom, and went straight into a cubicle. Rove was stunned by this behavior.
He continued to control the water flow and sealed the surrounding walls, forming a perfect secret room.
After removing the gravel, Rove bent down and picked up the bottle that the wizard in black couldn't take away in time. It was filled with black substances.
At this moment, a flame appeared in the bathroom, and then a crimson bird appeared out of nowhere, holding an old man under its claws.
Obviously, the explosion just now alarmed Dumbledore.
Rove put the bottle in his pocket, and then slowly appeared.
Dumbledore didn't expect to see Rove here, and was about to ask, when he heard the boy hurriedly say:
"Professor, someone attacked Mrs. Pince. That person just entered the compartment and hasn't left yet."
Dumbledore's face was serious. He raised his wand and waved it lightly, and the wooden boards of the compartment disappeared.
Rove frowned.
Because... there was no one in the compartment.
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