NOVEL NEXT Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 299
Chapter 299
At night, Ivan was sitting under the tree of nature, with a copper pot in front of him, and he was putting some fresh vegetables into it.
Although the elves returned to his side, it was not that simple. The Forbidden Forest that was originally connected to Hogwarts was completely sealed off. There was a defense mechanism composed of mountain giants and magic circles. Without permission, no one would I can walk in.
The current situation in the Forbidden Forest is equivalent to that the elves live in the center and then spread outwards, surrounded by moon wolves and centaurs, living in the position they want, and the blood race represented by Su Yad also wants to live in, get With Azshara's permission.
But the premise is that if they want to collect blood, they can open a dragon farm for them in the Forbidden Forest, but they must not suck the blood of their own companions. Of course, Su Yade has no objection to this. It's better to live here directly, safe and in contact with other people.
Of course, unicorns can continue to live in the Forbidden Forest. They are very aloof from the world. No other race will disturb them, and of course they will not come to disturb Ivan.
Of course, these races are not the only ones in the Forbidden Forest, but this is not Aiwen’s business. Aishara will send people to negotiate with those races... The order of dispatching negotiators is also very simple. First, the representative Well-meaning elves, then centaurs of the neutral camp, and finally the blood race of dark creatures, presumably those races will also readily agree.
Otherwise, Su Yad doesn't mind if their blood clan has more sources of blood bags.
But these are not things that Ivan should consider now. Compared with these, he is thinking about how to coax Hermione in front of him.
"Uh... Hermione, what do you want to eat?" Ivan asked cautiously, not at all as energetic as he was this afternoon.
Hermione was silent.
"Come on, Hermione?" Ivan tugged on Hermione's sleeve.
Hermione immediately shook off Ivan, not looking at Ivan at all.
"Hey, what on earth do you want to do, don't say nothing." Ivan took Hermione's arm again.
This time Hermione finally turned around and stared at Ivan, "What do I want to do? Ivan, you said something wrong, right? It's what you want to do, right? Don't you want to think about what you did today? Also, let go of me!"
"I'm not loose." Ivan shook his head stubbornly. He could actually guess what Hermione said. The way he treated the werewolf this afternoon was really cruel.
Cruel to... heinous.
"Let go, Aiwen, I misread you, I didn't find out until today that you are such a person!" Hermione shouted, "Even if he wanted to attack your parents, but he You haven't succeeded yet, and you actually want to treat him like this! Aiwen, can't you put yourself in his place and think for him?
Even if he deserved what he deserved, but Aiwen, what about those innocent people?Do you know that your hands are covered with the blood of innocent civilians?It is because of this that I made the blood oath to you,
And those house elves, what did they do wrong, even if they offended you elves thousands of years ago, but it's been such a long time, can't you forgive them?Alvin, don't you feel like an executioner? "
Hermione's language was like a knife, piercing into Ivan's heart, like a pair of scissors, cutting along his chest bit by bit, and then smashing it into pieces, "Executioner... Hermione, are you really like this?" Miss me?"
"Otherwise?" Hermione shook Aiwen's arm vigorously again, this time directly shaking Aiwen's hand, "No, you are more terrifying than the executioner, Aiwen, the executioner will still show it anyway, but you Never care about the lives of those people, those are all fresh lives, Aiwen, you never cared!"
Ivan fell silent, Hermione took a deep breath and closed her mouth seeing this.
Today's moon is very bright and the starry sky is very bright, but the moonlight is not as beautiful as before. Instead, it is the night wind that makes Ivan feel a little bit of irresistible coolness.
After a moment of silence, Ai Wen suddenly picked up the chopsticks in his hand, fished out a piece of mutton from the copper pot in front of him, put it into Hermione's bowl first, and then fished out another piece for himself.
"The meat is ready to eat."
Ai Wen rubbed his somewhat sore nose, and began to bury his head in eating. He ate very quickly, or he had no appetite, so after a small bowl of rice, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and stood up.
"I'm stuffed."
Having said that, Ivan has already walked out.
Hermione looked at Ivan's back, raised her head and shook her hair, trying to keep her tears from flowing. When she lowered her head, she regained her stubborn expression.
The elves are still busy. Unlike the one-time houses built during the journey, what they are building now is a house to live in for a long time. Of course, they must be extremely serious. Not only elves, centaurs and blood races are also building their own new houses , especially the vampires. The vampires, who have always liked elegance, want to rebuild the castle in the Forbidden Forest, which is too busy for them.
The original seven first-generation elves sacrificed three in the battle with the orcs, and now there are only four left, namely light, water, wind, and wood. From the original four males and three females to the current three females and one male , Proper yin prosperity and yang decline.
The gentle light elf has a white mark between her eyebrows. She is sitting under a treetop, telling a story about the past to a group of young elves. A moon wolf is lying lazily beside her, and the moonlight shines down , quite a holy taste.
"At the beginning, the orcs came to attack our elves without any warning. We were caught off guard and suffered a big loss, and were almost about to be exterminated. If it weren't for the fortune-teller, maybe our elves would really be exterminated. Then you It will not appear in this world..."
The light elves answered the elves' questions very gently, only a little higher than Ivan's knees. The elves flapped their wings and were chatting about something.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Aiwen's mouth turned up slightly.
"Look over there, the fortune teller is here. If there is anything, let him tell you." The light elf smiled softly, casting a radiance on the elves in front of him.
What?tell a story?
Ai Wen suddenly had a headache. In his mouth, Xu Xian was fighting the Tathagata Buddha, Monkey King married nine wives and ended up living in the barren hills, and seven gourd babies did something indescribable to a snake spirit... Let him talk about it ?
But looking at the expectant eyes of these elves, Aiwen had to smile wryly, and sat down, and the moon wolf immediately rubbed Aiwen with its head.
"I'm not really good at telling stories..."
"The fortune teller is lying. Her Majesty said that she often listens to your stories, which is very interesting." A bold flame elf said immediately, the flame mark between his eyebrows was shining brightly. From his expression, Ivan seemed to be I saw the previous first-generation fire elves.
"That's right." A wood elf girl nodded, "Xiao Huo Huo is right."
"Eh..." Ivan looked helplessly at the light elf.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, be obedient, and be polite to the fortune-teller, otherwise the fortune-teller won't come next time," the light elf flicked his fingers, and a light spot flew out, hitting lightly on the On the head of the flame elf, the flame elf immediately turned around twice in the air with his head in his arms, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
Seeing this, Ai Wen couldn't help being amused, "Okay, what do you want to hear."
"I want to hear the story of the Seer defeating the orcs!" A dark elf girl replied immediately.
"Ah...it's the story at that time..." Ivan thought for a while, "I won't talk about myself, I'll tell you what I saw at that time. I was very impressed by these things. There is a very cute and cute elf, just as cute as you, who is afraid of killing, and is really at a loss when facing the orcs coming..."
"I noticed at the time that she was standing there, closing her eyes and releasing the few spells she knew. In fact, that kind of behavior is very stupid, especially when fighting, but at that time, there was no other way, the orc The attack is so fierce that she has to stand on the battlefield and fight for your survival..."
"That night, she was sitting under a big tree, her eyes were empty, I sat beside her to comfort her, but it didn't work, and then she finally cried, crying so heartbreakingly, it made people cry Distressed..."
"Actually, it's that simple, and it's also very boring. Your current life was created for you by your ancestors." Ai Wen shrugged and stood up from the ground, "That's it, so we should talk less about war in the future. We should look forward to a better life for you in the future."
The elves sat on the ground, hugged each other, tears welled up in their eyes, and the light elves stared blankly at the back of Ivan's departure. The cute elf in Aiwen's story, because they belonged to the light The elf with attributes, so she knows, is a very strong warrior, and later sacrificed on the way to avenge the orcs.
"Master Seer!" The flame elf at the beginning shouted.
Evan paused and stopped.
"Thank you!" continued the elf.
Alvin waved his hand and continued to walk forward.
The current Moon Wolf King was taking a lazier walk, and immediately followed after meeting Ai Wen. He was passed on by Ai Wen with his own eyes. The previous Wolf King passed on the position of the Wolf King under the witness of Ai Wen. gave him.
"You said, did I do something wrong?" Ivan asked with his head down.
"Wow~" Moon Wolf King looked at Aiwen suspiciously, shaking his white hair.
As the only remaining wood elves among the four first-generation elves, the wood elves were the hardest ones in the early stages of construction. Who made elves generally live in tree houses?
But now it was night, and the Wood Elves could finally get a moment's rest.
"Master Seer, good evening." The wood elves waved at Aiwen, no matter what Aiwen did or changed his name, in their eyes, Aiwen was still Aiwen.
Ivan nodded with a smile, and continued to walk forward.
The water elves are making a lake with a group of water elves and earth elves. Thousands of years ago, there was a large lake here, but now there are no more. For water elves with obsessive-compulsive disorder, that is absolutely unacceptable.
The wind elf was lying on a branch, and the wind was whistling beside her. When she saw Aiwen approaching, she immediately jumped off the treetop and saluted Aiwen.
"Good evening, Master Seer, the wind around you tells me that you may be in a bit of a bad mood."
"It's not unpleasant." Ivan shook his head, "I just want to be quiet."
"Feng'er has already told me everything." The wind elf folded her hands on her chest, "Master Seer, please don't worry, Nanfeng will always be the most gentle listener."
"Is it the south wind?" Aiwen laughed self-deprecatingly, and walked forward. Seeing this, the wind elf stood silently on the spot.
My hands are bloody,
Contrasted with the swarm of light,
I prefer to be a walker in the dark,
If there is violence against me, I would rather use violence to control violence, and kill to stop killing.
Ai Wen looked up at the sky, and the wind suddenly howled, blowing his skirt, and the light of the moon sprinkled on the ground, like frost and snow, but it was cool, but it was cool.
A light wind blew up, lifted Avanto, and sent it above the treetops. The dark blue sky appeared clear and ethereal as if soaked in watercolor.
Not far away is the castle of Hogwarts, which looks mysterious and profound at night.
A startled little bird flew into the sky, chirping.
Everything is like a dream.
"So... did I do something wrong?"
Aiwen put the hood up, lowered his head, and his whole body was completely hidden in the darkness.
A figure holding an off-white long knife appeared next to him, covered in blood, looking crazy.
"So... what did I do wrong?" Ivan asked again.
A figure with a magic wand in his hand appeared, his movements were lazy, and his whole body revealed a mysterious atmosphere.
"so……"
A figure with a book in his hand appeared, and before Aiwen continued to ask questions, countless figures appeared, some in tuxedos, some in home clothes...
Ai Wen slowly raised his head and looked towards the figure holding a long knife,
"You must have the answer, right?"
The figure holding the long knife raised his head, and the face on his face was exactly the same as Aiwen's. He grinned and then slowly disappeared.
"how about you?"
Ivan turned his head to look at the figure with the wand in his hand.
The figure holding the wand raised his head, shook his head with a lazy smile, and slowly disappeared.
Then before Aiwen continued to ask questions, the remaining figures disappeared one by one.
"turn out to be……
You all have no answers! "
Ivan smiled sadly, looked up at the sky, and took out a pack of cigarettes from Bai Zelu beside him, which was accidentally left behind by Uncle Tariq.
ignite.
Magic is just this comfortable, don't worry about running out of fire.
This was the first time in his life that he lit tobacco. The smell of tobacco was a bit choking. Aiwen couldn't help coughing, tears streaming down his face, and then continued to laugh.
"Trash, it's all trash!"
The laughter gradually subsided, and Aiwen leaned quietly against the tree trunk, watching the soot slowly fall, and slowly closed his eyes.
He was a little tired.
Want to take a break.
Aishara in the distance watched all this with her mouth covered, tears streaming down her cheeks silently.
……
……
I'm going to the hospital in the afternoon, so I won't post it at night, but this chapter is a big chapter of four to five thousand words, and there will be two updates tomorrow...
(End of this chapter)
At night, Ivan was sitting under the tree of nature, with a copper pot in front of him, and he was putting some fresh vegetables into it.
Although the elves returned to his side, it was not that simple. The Forbidden Forest that was originally connected to Hogwarts was completely sealed off. There was a defense mechanism composed of mountain giants and magic circles. Without permission, no one would I can walk in.
The current situation in the Forbidden Forest is equivalent to that the elves live in the center and then spread outwards, surrounded by moon wolves and centaurs, living in the position they want, and the blood race represented by Su Yad also wants to live in, get With Azshara's permission.
But the premise is that if they want to collect blood, they can open a dragon farm for them in the Forbidden Forest, but they must not suck the blood of their own companions. Of course, Su Yade has no objection to this. It's better to live here directly, safe and in contact with other people.
Of course, unicorns can continue to live in the Forbidden Forest. They are very aloof from the world. No other race will disturb them, and of course they will not come to disturb Ivan.
Of course, these races are not the only ones in the Forbidden Forest, but this is not Aiwen’s business. Aishara will send people to negotiate with those races... The order of dispatching negotiators is also very simple. First, the representative Well-meaning elves, then centaurs of the neutral camp, and finally the blood race of dark creatures, presumably those races will also readily agree.
Otherwise, Su Yad doesn't mind if their blood clan has more sources of blood bags.
But these are not things that Ivan should consider now. Compared with these, he is thinking about how to coax Hermione in front of him.
"Uh... Hermione, what do you want to eat?" Ivan asked cautiously, not at all as energetic as he was this afternoon.
Hermione was silent.
"Come on, Hermione?" Ivan tugged on Hermione's sleeve.
Hermione immediately shook off Ivan, not looking at Ivan at all.
"Hey, what on earth do you want to do, don't say nothing." Ivan took Hermione's arm again.
This time Hermione finally turned around and stared at Ivan, "What do I want to do? Ivan, you said something wrong, right? It's what you want to do, right? Don't you want to think about what you did today? Also, let go of me!"
"I'm not loose." Ivan shook his head stubbornly. He could actually guess what Hermione said. The way he treated the werewolf this afternoon was really cruel.
Cruel to... heinous.
"Let go, Aiwen, I misread you, I didn't find out until today that you are such a person!" Hermione shouted, "Even if he wanted to attack your parents, but he You haven't succeeded yet, and you actually want to treat him like this! Aiwen, can't you put yourself in his place and think for him?
Even if he deserved what he deserved, but Aiwen, what about those innocent people?Do you know that your hands are covered with the blood of innocent civilians?It is because of this that I made the blood oath to you,
And those house elves, what did they do wrong, even if they offended you elves thousands of years ago, but it's been such a long time, can't you forgive them?Alvin, don't you feel like an executioner? "
Hermione's language was like a knife, piercing into Ivan's heart, like a pair of scissors, cutting along his chest bit by bit, and then smashing it into pieces, "Executioner... Hermione, are you really like this?" Miss me?"
"Otherwise?" Hermione shook Aiwen's arm vigorously again, this time directly shaking Aiwen's hand, "No, you are more terrifying than the executioner, Aiwen, the executioner will still show it anyway, but you Never care about the lives of those people, those are all fresh lives, Aiwen, you never cared!"
Ivan fell silent, Hermione took a deep breath and closed her mouth seeing this.
Today's moon is very bright and the starry sky is very bright, but the moonlight is not as beautiful as before. Instead, it is the night wind that makes Ivan feel a little bit of irresistible coolness.
After a moment of silence, Ai Wen suddenly picked up the chopsticks in his hand, fished out a piece of mutton from the copper pot in front of him, put it into Hermione's bowl first, and then fished out another piece for himself.
"The meat is ready to eat."
Ai Wen rubbed his somewhat sore nose, and began to bury his head in eating. He ate very quickly, or he had no appetite, so after a small bowl of rice, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and stood up.
"I'm stuffed."
Having said that, Ivan has already walked out.
Hermione looked at Ivan's back, raised her head and shook her hair, trying to keep her tears from flowing. When she lowered her head, she regained her stubborn expression.
The elves are still busy. Unlike the one-time houses built during the journey, what they are building now is a house to live in for a long time. Of course, they must be extremely serious. Not only elves, centaurs and blood races are also building their own new houses , especially the vampires. The vampires, who have always liked elegance, want to rebuild the castle in the Forbidden Forest, which is too busy for them.
The original seven first-generation elves sacrificed three in the battle with the orcs, and now there are only four left, namely light, water, wind, and wood. From the original four males and three females to the current three females and one male , Proper yin prosperity and yang decline.
The gentle light elf has a white mark between her eyebrows. She is sitting under a treetop, telling a story about the past to a group of young elves. A moon wolf is lying lazily beside her, and the moonlight shines down , quite a holy taste.
"At the beginning, the orcs came to attack our elves without any warning. We were caught off guard and suffered a big loss, and were almost about to be exterminated. If it weren't for the fortune-teller, maybe our elves would really be exterminated. Then you It will not appear in this world..."
The light elves answered the elves' questions very gently, only a little higher than Ivan's knees. The elves flapped their wings and were chatting about something.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Aiwen's mouth turned up slightly.
"Look over there, the fortune teller is here. If there is anything, let him tell you." The light elf smiled softly, casting a radiance on the elves in front of him.
What?tell a story?
Ai Wen suddenly had a headache. In his mouth, Xu Xian was fighting the Tathagata Buddha, Monkey King married nine wives and ended up living in the barren hills, and seven gourd babies did something indescribable to a snake spirit... Let him talk about it ?
But looking at the expectant eyes of these elves, Aiwen had to smile wryly, and sat down, and the moon wolf immediately rubbed Aiwen with its head.
"I'm not really good at telling stories..."
"The fortune teller is lying. Her Majesty said that she often listens to your stories, which is very interesting." A bold flame elf said immediately, the flame mark between his eyebrows was shining brightly. From his expression, Ivan seemed to be I saw the previous first-generation fire elves.
"That's right." A wood elf girl nodded, "Xiao Huo Huo is right."
"Eh..." Ivan looked helplessly at the light elf.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, be obedient, and be polite to the fortune-teller, otherwise the fortune-teller won't come next time," the light elf flicked his fingers, and a light spot flew out, hitting lightly on the On the head of the flame elf, the flame elf immediately turned around twice in the air with his head in his arms, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
Seeing this, Ai Wen couldn't help being amused, "Okay, what do you want to hear."
"I want to hear the story of the Seer defeating the orcs!" A dark elf girl replied immediately.
"Ah...it's the story at that time..." Ivan thought for a while, "I won't talk about myself, I'll tell you what I saw at that time. I was very impressed by these things. There is a very cute and cute elf, just as cute as you, who is afraid of killing, and is really at a loss when facing the orcs coming..."
"I noticed at the time that she was standing there, closing her eyes and releasing the few spells she knew. In fact, that kind of behavior is very stupid, especially when fighting, but at that time, there was no other way, the orc The attack is so fierce that she has to stand on the battlefield and fight for your survival..."
"That night, she was sitting under a big tree, her eyes were empty, I sat beside her to comfort her, but it didn't work, and then she finally cried, crying so heartbreakingly, it made people cry Distressed..."
"Actually, it's that simple, and it's also very boring. Your current life was created for you by your ancestors." Ai Wen shrugged and stood up from the ground, "That's it, so we should talk less about war in the future. We should look forward to a better life for you in the future."
The elves sat on the ground, hugged each other, tears welled up in their eyes, and the light elves stared blankly at the back of Ivan's departure. The cute elf in Aiwen's story, because they belonged to the light The elf with attributes, so she knows, is a very strong warrior, and later sacrificed on the way to avenge the orcs.
"Master Seer!" The flame elf at the beginning shouted.
Evan paused and stopped.
"Thank you!" continued the elf.
Alvin waved his hand and continued to walk forward.
The current Moon Wolf King was taking a lazier walk, and immediately followed after meeting Ai Wen. He was passed on by Ai Wen with his own eyes. The previous Wolf King passed on the position of the Wolf King under the witness of Ai Wen. gave him.
"You said, did I do something wrong?" Ivan asked with his head down.
"Wow~" Moon Wolf King looked at Aiwen suspiciously, shaking his white hair.
As the only remaining wood elves among the four first-generation elves, the wood elves were the hardest ones in the early stages of construction. Who made elves generally live in tree houses?
But now it was night, and the Wood Elves could finally get a moment's rest.
"Master Seer, good evening." The wood elves waved at Aiwen, no matter what Aiwen did or changed his name, in their eyes, Aiwen was still Aiwen.
Ivan nodded with a smile, and continued to walk forward.
The water elves are making a lake with a group of water elves and earth elves. Thousands of years ago, there was a large lake here, but now there are no more. For water elves with obsessive-compulsive disorder, that is absolutely unacceptable.
The wind elf was lying on a branch, and the wind was whistling beside her. When she saw Aiwen approaching, she immediately jumped off the treetop and saluted Aiwen.
"Good evening, Master Seer, the wind around you tells me that you may be in a bit of a bad mood."
"It's not unpleasant." Ivan shook his head, "I just want to be quiet."
"Feng'er has already told me everything." The wind elf folded her hands on her chest, "Master Seer, please don't worry, Nanfeng will always be the most gentle listener."
"Is it the south wind?" Aiwen laughed self-deprecatingly, and walked forward. Seeing this, the wind elf stood silently on the spot.
My hands are bloody,
Contrasted with the swarm of light,
I prefer to be a walker in the dark,
If there is violence against me, I would rather use violence to control violence, and kill to stop killing.
Ai Wen looked up at the sky, and the wind suddenly howled, blowing his skirt, and the light of the moon sprinkled on the ground, like frost and snow, but it was cool, but it was cool.
A light wind blew up, lifted Avanto, and sent it above the treetops. The dark blue sky appeared clear and ethereal as if soaked in watercolor.
Not far away is the castle of Hogwarts, which looks mysterious and profound at night.
A startled little bird flew into the sky, chirping.
Everything is like a dream.
"So... did I do something wrong?"
Aiwen put the hood up, lowered his head, and his whole body was completely hidden in the darkness.
A figure holding an off-white long knife appeared next to him, covered in blood, looking crazy.
"So... what did I do wrong?" Ivan asked again.
A figure with a magic wand in his hand appeared, his movements were lazy, and his whole body revealed a mysterious atmosphere.
"so……"
A figure with a book in his hand appeared, and before Aiwen continued to ask questions, countless figures appeared, some in tuxedos, some in home clothes...
Ai Wen slowly raised his head and looked towards the figure holding a long knife,
"You must have the answer, right?"
The figure holding the long knife raised his head, and the face on his face was exactly the same as Aiwen's. He grinned and then slowly disappeared.
"how about you?"
Ivan turned his head to look at the figure with the wand in his hand.
The figure holding the wand raised his head, shook his head with a lazy smile, and slowly disappeared.
Then before Aiwen continued to ask questions, the remaining figures disappeared one by one.
"turn out to be……
You all have no answers! "
Ivan smiled sadly, looked up at the sky, and took out a pack of cigarettes from Bai Zelu beside him, which was accidentally left behind by Uncle Tariq.
ignite.
Magic is just this comfortable, don't worry about running out of fire.
This was the first time in his life that he lit tobacco. The smell of tobacco was a bit choking. Aiwen couldn't help coughing, tears streaming down his face, and then continued to laugh.
"Trash, it's all trash!"
The laughter gradually subsided, and Aiwen leaned quietly against the tree trunk, watching the soot slowly fall, and slowly closed his eyes.
He was a little tired.
Want to take a break.
Aishara in the distance watched all this with her mouth covered, tears streaming down her cheeks silently.
……
……
I'm going to the hospital in the afternoon, so I won't post it at night, but this chapter is a big chapter of four to five thousand words, and there will be two updates tomorrow...
(End of this chapter)
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