Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 219: The Beginning of the Conference

The word "confinement" stung Harry's eyes.

To their surprise, Mr. Filch did not make things difficult for them; he simply led them to the outskirts of the castle.

They strode across the dark ground, enduring the cold wind and heavy rain.

Harry was still unaware of what punishment they would receive, which made them even more uneasy.

Malfoy was trembling with fear, and Harry and the others weren't much better off.

Sheehan is said to have gone to the headmaster's office and will be traveling with Headmaster Dumbledore and an alchemy professor.

The thought that Sheen and Headmaster Dumbledore were not present when they began their confinement made them realize the deep panic they felt.

They had grown accustomed to Sheen's presence—no matter what happened, as long as Sheen remained in the castle, they would not be in real danger.

They understood when the giants came last time, and this nighttime event only reinforced that impression.

Now, Sheen is leaving... but Professor Quirrell is still there, and has become even more dangerous.

He could have an attack at any moment and kill Harry.

The moonlight was bright, but clouds kept drifting over and obscuring it, plunging them into darkness.

Harry could see the windows of Hagrid's hut illuminated by the light. Then they heard a shout in the distance.

"Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I'm leaving."

"it's me."

Mr. Filch gave them a deep look, with a disdain that Harry and the others couldn't understand.

Harry and the others finally relaxed a bit when they heard Hagrid's voice. If they followed Hagrid, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

"You guys don't actually think you're going to have a blast with that idiot, do you?"

"Think it over again, kid—you're going to the Forbidden Forest!"

Mr. Filch impatiently reminded them.
"Stay close to that idiot, or you'll be in trouble!"

What he really meant wasn't just the trouble with the Forbidden Forest, but rather to avoid causing trouble for a certain young wizard.

"Forbidden Forest?"

Malfoy stopped in his tracks, his voice far from its usual calm.
“We can’t go in at midnight—there’s anything in there—I’ve heard there are werewolves.”

"That's your own fault!"

Mr. Filch's attitude towards Malfoy was one of disgust.
"Don't let me catch you escaping solitary confinement, especially you!"

He glared at Malfoy fiercely, then left.

……

Outside the Forbidden Forest, inside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Professor Quirrell, his head wrapped in a turban, trembled in the corner. He had been pushed to the very last moment. He glanced casually at the cookie placed among the clutter, and sure enough, his still-uneaten stomach growled.

Then he slowly began to find some cookies. The firelight illuminated the corner, then wobbled away.

At the same time, in the principal's office.

Sheen looked at Professor McGonagall with curiosity. He had never heard that the professor was skilled in alchemy. He thought to himself that he still knew too little.

“My disciple, come to me.”

Professor Terra first exchanged a glance with Professor McGonagall, and they nodded politely. Then Professor Terra took Sheen's hand.

Headmaster Dumbledore's eyes narrowed to slits:

"Time is such a fascinating thing; in the blink of an eye, it takes away those memories from me, and I almost forgot them..."

Fox, who was perched on his arm, opened his eyes, and then he took a kind sip of hot tea.
“Minerva, my excellent student, I’ve invited you to come and see this so many times, and I never expected it to happen at this moment… It’s truly—a joyful thing…”

Sheen now understood, just as Flora Olivia Terra could take her student Sheen Green there.
Albus Dumbledore could, of course, bring his beloved student Minerva McGonagall along. Few young wizards know that the Headmaster and Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts are actually a teacher and student.

The crackling of the fireplace in the principal's office mingled with the bubbling of bubbles, and the clinking of silverware filled the air.

The invitation to the International Alchemy Conference flew out of Sheen's hand automatically, transforming into a peculiar portal in a short while:

It is engraved with various magical runes, with the runes in the very center being "Legend", "Era" and "Future".

"Hold me tight."

Professor Terra led Sheen through the door on the left, which was burning with green flames.

Sheen glanced at it curiously; it seemed to be a variant of the Floo Fan Network.

So this is... an automatically following fireplace door?
It does look a lot like... the Anywhere Door.

Sheen could no longer see Hogwarts Castle; behind the door was a long corridor.

Above the corridor was a magically created canopy, within which a sea of ​​stars surged.

At the very front was an old, cracked board, where names were slowly emerging. Sheen saw that his own name had also been engraved on it.

There are twenty-four boards in total, with words engraved at the top that emit a faint glow:

"Nine Nights hung from a tree swaying in the fierce wind."

I was wounded by spears; I was offered as a sacrifice to Odin.

He offered himself as a sacrifice, on a tall tree unknown to anyone!
There was no bread to fill their stomachs, and no water to quench their thirst.

I looked down and picked up the Runas script.

They picked up the twenty-four stone slabs that had fallen from the tree, calling out as they went.

These are two very famous poems from "The Word of God," which are Odin's own accounts of comprehending the runes.

At the very bottom of the stone slab is:

"Waiting for the twenty-four masters of an era."

While Sheehan was lost in thought, he heard Headmaster Dumbledore say kindly:

"Oh, so many statues...it reminds me of a nice one on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle..."

Sheen looked at the many statues in the corridor, and then silently glanced at Headmaster Dumbledore.

He seemed to realize who had single-handedly created the noisy Castle Cat Club.

"Please follow me."

Just then, a house-elf appeared in front of Sheen. It appeared instantly, and Sheen didn't notice it at all.

It was dressed in clothes that looked like a rag, but it was carrying an exquisite board and stood respectfully in front of Sheen.

At the same time, Sheen noticed that many doors burning with green flames had opened, and a small number of wizards had emerged.

Every wizard who appears is accompanied by a house-elf.

"Take your stone tablet and you will witness the entire vast realm of alchemy."

Professor Terra said softly.

She was joyful and excited; those mediocre alchemist apprentices, even if they attended the conference, could only offer some insignificant opinions.

But she will lead her students to proclaim that the world of alchemy will be great again, to announce... the arrival of a new era.

Some will rejoice, some will panic; some will curse, some will be greedy;

But in any case, all alchemists would admit that

This era doesn't have many powerful rivals, only...
Sheehan Green.

(End of this chapter)