Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 535 The Identity of the Glove Lady

Hogwarts was in chaos at this time, and many wizards had rushed here with their families or rescued Muggles.

To prevent confusion, Professor Flitwick and his team put the names of British cities on the doors of each classroom.

Enter the classroom according to where you come from.

These frightened wizards and Muggles stayed together with the people of the unified city, and their emotions became much calmer.

The rooms were nicely furnished, at least everyone had a cushion and blanket, and the Hogwarts elves and the Elf Housekeeping Company were busy.

Fortunately, we only needed to supply the simplest bread and water, so it wasn't too busy.

The Muggles were already attracted by what they saw. It seemed that the bread on the plate in the middle of the room would never be finished. As soon as half of it was taken away, new bread would immediately appear.

Thousands of candles were floating overhead, emitting a light that was no less brilliant than the lights.

When Zhang Xiao passed by these rooms, he could still hear them whispering as they held hot water under blankets:
"Were you also forcibly brought here by the insane wizard?"

"What? There's actually a kind wizard who brought you here?"

"My aunt in London called me and said that the angels told them that a new flood was coming and asked us to find a new ark."

"Those breads are amazing. You can never get enough of them."

Looking at their surprised, frightened and uneasy expressions, Zhang Xiao's tense heartstrings relaxed quietly. At least, some people were saved.

Hogwarts Castle no longer has the hustle and bustle of the past. The corridors where little wizards always play mischievous things have become quiet, with only occasional prefects running by in a hurry.

When they saw Zhang Xiao, they showed a surprised expression. Some of them just greeted him simply, while others could only nod and then left.

There are not enough people, and more and more people are coming. Even the Ministry of Magic has sent people, but they are facing a number of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

In particular, there are many Muggles who are extremely nervous and on the verge of collapse, making it very difficult to complete the reception work.

So not just the prefects, even those in the sixth and seventh grades were ready to get into the work.

Zhang Xiao walked through the corridor, walked up the spiral staircase covered with portraits, and skillfully jumped over the seemingly intact trap stairs.

I walked in front of the singing armor and listened quietly to him humming a short tune.

He exchanged "friendly" greetings with Sir Cadogan, who was waving a long sword and commanding the other portraits to hide.

The leather shoes knocked against the smooth marble floor, making a crisp sound.

In the corridor on the eighth floor, Zhang Xiao stood in front of the blank wall, looking at the exquisite door that slowly emerged.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little emotional.

The room was as quiet as usual. In the elegant and luxurious room, a beautiful woman with golden hair shining like a waterfall and a peaceful face was sitting by the window.

Staring out the window absentmindedly, the scene looks like a beautiful landscape painting.

The glove lady turned her head, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face, as if she was greeting an old friend:

"You came"

Zhang Xiao nodded and walked to the seat opposite the glove lady and sat down.

"any drinks?"

"Black tea, I haven't had it in a long time."

The sunlight coming from somewhere outside the window shines through the white lace curtains and casts patches of light on the table.

Sunlight and shadows interweave, and a quiet and comfortable atmosphere diffuses from the curling steam from the kettle.

A retro-style stove stood quietly next to the table, with a dark brown teapot placed on it.

Obviously it could be done quickly with magic, but Lady Gloves was extra serious today. She made a fire, and the blue flame on the stove flickered gently.

The black tea leaves in the teapot began to roll slowly as the water gradually heated up, emitting waves of tempting tea aroma.

The fragrance was light at first, but gradually became strong. Zhang Xiao sniffed, and his spirit, which had been too tense and uneasy due to the doomsday, gradually relaxed.

He seemed to suddenly understand why the glove lady made tea in this way.
On the water surface, the tea leaves dance gently in the clear boiling water that bubbles like pearls, rising and falling, and gradually stretching out their branches and leaves.

The glove lady poured two cups of black tea. Although she couldn't really drink it, it seemed that holding the teacup made her feel very happy.

Even her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were curved.

Zhang Xiao took a sip of tea, and his mood completely calmed down.

A slight sweetness can also be felt in the mouth. This sweetness is not abrupt, but perfectly blends with the tea aroma, fruit aroma and floral aroma, forming a harmonious and pleasant taste.

"Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome--" The lady with gloves lifted her legs, and her skirt slipped down a little, revealing her smooth and white calves, which were swaying.

"I thought you would come to me right after the game, eager to know what happened."

Zhang Xiao showed a rare trace of embarrassment. He simply put down the cup, and the white porcelain cup collided with the plate, making a crisp "ding" sound.

He said seriously: "In fact, I really wanted to come to you right away, but Professor Dumbledore stopped me. He told me to wait until I return from my travels and see this world.

To experience more people and things, he told me not to be in a hurry, to slow down, to appreciate the scenery along the way, and to marvel at the magnificent relics left by the ancients.

Go see the towering mountains and the rushing rivers, he told me not to worry.”

Lady Gloves couldn't help but chuckle softly, shook her head and sighed, "Dumbledore. Sometimes we have to say that he is indeed one of the most outstanding wizards in the past thousand years."

"So ma'am, what exactly is that?"

Zhang Xiao finally couldn't help it and asked in a low voice.

The glove lady remained silent, her deep blue eyes staring out the window, and suddenly said:
"Isidora Morgana, this is my name. I graduated from Ravenclaw. It has been about four hundred years."

Zhang Xiao was not too surprised by this somewhat scary age. He had already roughly guessed the era in which the glove lady lived based on the decoration of this bedroom.

And he is already so familiar with Nick Flamel, an 'old guy' who has lived for more than 600 years.

The glove lady who is over four hundred years old. Oh, there is really no need to be surprised, Ms. Morgana.

But he didn't quite understand why Ms. Morgana said this instead of answering the question directly.

“At that time, there was a professor who was extremely good at ancient magic, as if he was born with the ability, so he kept tracking down the traces of ancient magic.

And also taught it to several other professors.

And I happen to have this talent. You may not understand what it feels like, but your eyes can see traces of magic.

All magic is so clear in your eyes. You can even feel the emotions and desires of the caster when he releases the magic. "The more Zhang Xiao listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and the more familiar it became.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while before slowly opening them and asking in a low voice, "Ms. Morgana, is this what you are talking about?"

Mo Jiana looked at his eyes, which had turned a deep blue, in astonishment, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

“This is the Demonic Eye. When one is extremely familiar with various types of reconnaissance magic, a special kind of vision will be produced. The effect is indeed as you described.

But your kind is still quite rare.”

Just like some ordinary people are born with the ability to see Yin and Yang, which is actually the Dharma Eye. Although it is not very strong, it can see strange things.

Zhang Xiao guessed that the lady with gloves might have inherited more of the blood of the ancient gods, or had a mutation or something, or maybe she was a magician.

"Okay..." Morgana shook her head helplessly after being stunned, her long golden hair swinging with her movements: "It seems that the magic in the wizarding world has developed into something I don't recognize."

She paused and continued speaking. Zhang Xiao listened quietly and no longer asked questions.

“Thanks to this innate ability, I made rapid progress in learning magic, and learned a lot of ancient magic from the professor.

These magics are extraordinary in effect, and their power depends entirely on desire and mind, and does not rely on spells.

So I was deeply involved in it. Originally, it was not a big deal, because the professor was in the same situation when he was young, but he would eventually get over it as time went by.

I just made a huge mistake.”

Morgana picked up the teacup and looked out the window again. Her voice was very soft, like a dream talk in deep sleep:
“I once had an elder brother, but his health was not good. During a drought, even though the professor used ancient magic to make it rain in the village where we lived, he still didn’t survive.

My brother and I have always had a good relationship. My father fell into grief after my brother died. My mother died when she gave birth to me, so when I went to school, my father was left alone.

Although the subsidy from Hogwarts allowed him to survive, his father's heart was dead.

He no longer spoke or laughed, and lived in pain and guilt all day long, like a walking corpse.

So I suddenly had an idea. I want to use ancient magic to absorb the pain in my father's heart.

It was this idea that led to the subsequent disaster.”

Zhang Xiao frowned, feeling that this plot was inexplicably familiar, but before he could figure it out, Ms. Mo Jiana continued:

"Mind, pain, absorption... these are all things that are often studied in the Dark Arts, so I borrowed the library at Hogwarts and studied them non-stop.

I thought I could hold on, but in fact the black magic had already subtly distorted my mind.

After a long experiment, I finally succeeded and successfully extracted the pain and twisted desires from a Muggle's body.

He became happy, and I discovered that what was extracted from their bodies could be removed from the pain by simple purification and absorbed into the body.

This can actually increase my strength.

In this way, I became more and more powerful, and even a simple spell had great power. "

No wonder!
Zhang Xiao suddenly understood. No wonder the glove lady had seriously expressed her opposition and warnings when he was studying black magic.

It turns out that she herself was led astray by black magic.
“The Dark Arts had quietly corrupted my mind without my knowledge, and were ready to draw pain and distortion from all of Hogwarts.

I happily told this story to four professors who had helped me and wanted to share it with them.

But the professor expressed concern and anger. He felt that people were very complicated and that one should never and must not toy with people's emotions.

But I had fallen too deep, and when I realized something was wrong, the darkness had almost completely taken over my mind.

And my father's happiness only lasted for a very short time, because the spiritual emptiness caused by the pain I extracted swallowed him up.

Eventually, my father became just a breathing shell, but he was actually dead.

Because he no longer has any emotions."

Zhang Xiao held his breath, and he finally remembered why he felt inexplicably familiar, because this was a plot he had seen before!
Remember that Morgana used her position as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts to build a huge space underground at Hogwarts.

She brought her students there, extracting their pain and desire one by one, because she had absorbed too much pain and distortion during her travels and in Hogwarts.

It could not be absorbed completely, so it condensed into a huge black ball composed of negative energy and slowly absorbed it by itself.

Morgana, who did all this, was extremely strong. She was not afraid of the siege from the professors at all and was able to defeat four people alone.

If she had not been so inexperienced in combat, she would never have been taken down by a sneak attack from the giant melon eater.

But the question is, if it is really the same as in memory, then how did Ms. Morgana survive?

Zhang Xiao continued to listen with deep doubts.

Sure enough, it was similar to what he knew, except that at the end, the glove lady finally said what Zhang Xiao was eager to know.

"When I realized I was already deeply trapped in the darkness and no longer able to organize myself, I used the black magic I had learned to split 'me' in two.

I cut out the remaining uncontaminated part and made it into a special Horcrux, but I can't leave and can only stay here."

Zhang Xiao widened his eyes, it was indeed like that!
The Glove Lady is a special Horcrux!

But since it is a Horcrux, the original dark Morgana should not die.

"But there is a huge disadvantage to doing this, which is that I will not die. After being hit by the professor's killing curse, the remaining soul of me was sucked into the huge twisted body.

If 'I' really wake up, she will become the nightmare of the whole world, and no one can be her opponent.

So my existence has meaning.”

Mo Jiana looked at Zhang Xiao gently and said softly:

"Light and darkness always appear in pairs. If there is darkness, there is also light. The little wizard has pain in his heart, but also joy and happiness. The light and warmth they spread on campus are collected by me.

In fact, I became my own seal. As long as I am here, using the collected light and darkness as the balance of the twisted body, she will never wake up.

And these positive and warm emotions are the "future", which also has extremely powerful power, so I entrust it to you.

I hope you can use it to find a way to destroy the Dark Aberration.

Yes, it is inside you right now.”

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The identity of the glove lady has been laid out for a long time, and I have also thought about it for a long time and made certain changes.

(End of this chapter)