"Shut up! Sirius. " Allen had to raise his voice to intimidate the two of them. He stood up, pushed open the window, and suddenly shouted, "Flaubert's Worm is here! Flaubert's Worm is here!"
Two long brown, wriggle-like worms, about ten inches long and about the diameter of a dinner plate, flew in from the damp trench next to the wall of the castle and landed on the headmaster's desk. They did not like to move in the first place, and after experiencing the first flight in their lives, they did not dare to move at all. They quietly pretended to be dead. However, Allen immediately cast the Many Souls Curse on the two worms, which was similar to the Unforgivable Curse on humans. The worms, which were secreting mucus at both ends of their bodies, suddenly went berserk and entangled the other caterpillar. The worms, which liked to eat lettuce leaves, began to bite the other caterpillar's head.
"Allen, what are you …" Sirius's dark gray eyes looked at the two Flaubert's Worm in disdain. He said in a puzzled tone, "You want us to watch you play with the worms?"
Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the Flaubert's Worm. His dark eyes flashed dangerously, and he could not help but guess, "He asked me and the stupid dog to stop just to watch this … Is this an insult? Does he think that we are just like the two Flaubert's Worm in front of him? "
At this time, the Flaubert's Worm whose head was bitten quickly stopped struggling and silently stiffened its body. Allen pulled Sirius to the chair and said, "Sit tight and don't move!"
Then, Allen did not say anything. He used his actions to explain himself. He gestured at the remaining worm, and then, under Sirius's shocked gaze, something that was almost invisible separated from the Flaubert's Worm and shot towards Sirius's forehead.
At such a close distance, Sirius, who was sitting on the chair, did not manage to dodge the thing. Then, he felt a pain between his eyebrows. The godfather of Harry began to hold his head like his godson, Harry.
At this time, Snape, who was beside him, saw the clue. He stood up abruptly and rushed over like a bat. He raised his hand to pry open the wound on Sirius' forehead. Between Sirius's eyebrows, there was a scar similar to the lightning mark on Harry's forehead. The mark was like a thick round worm with a twisted body and a bold '1' written on it.
"Go away, Snot." After a brief moment of pain, Sirius realized that Snape's face was right in front of him. He was so uncomfortable that he pushed Snape away with both hands. He took out his wand and turned it into a mirror. He carefully looked at his uneven skin and felt the panic of an uprising. He calmed himself down and realized that it was the connection from the worm on the table. He muttered uncertainly, "Allen? You made me … into a Flaubert's Worm soul vessel? "
"Think about it with your biceps …" After being pushed away, Snape did not try to get closer. He already knew what Allen was thinking. "Principal Harris will show us soon …"
Allen nodded and raised his pale, slender hand … although his eyes were on his accessories … he turned his eyes and focused on the caterpillar-shaped scar on Sirius' forehead. Then, he rolled his eyes and put down his hand and began to dig into his Raven's waist pouch.
This abnormal behavior was different from Allen's usual neat and tidy actions. Snape and Sirius could not help but feel nervous and uneasy. They were worried that Allen might have made a mistake in extracting the soul fragment and that the actual operation would be much more difficult than he thought.
Allen did not look at them. After a long time, he took out a gemstone. "Sirius, move your hand away and let me see the size …" Then, like an artist who used his thumb to measure the proportion, Allen placed the gemstone against Sirius' forehead scar and began to carve. Soon, the gemstone was carved into an Arabic number three.
After finishing all this, Allen nodded with satisfaction. He then turned the number gem horizontally and stuck it to the bottom of the mark between Sirius's eyebrows with the tip of the Arabic number three.
"Soul Capture!"
As Alan's voice trailed off, a strange magic wave reverberated in the room. Wisps of mist drifted out from the mark between Sirius's eyebrows and slowly gathered into a stream. Then, they rotated and gathered in the air, and finally compressed into a very small and strange red gem-like object, which fell into Alan's hand.
Snape, who was sitting upright, leaned back in his chair. His thin, relaxed face was full of sarcasm. "This stupid dog is very suitable to be a soul vessel for the worms.
Sirius felt that the connection between his forehead and Flaubert's worm had been cut off. He also noticed the change in Snape's expression. He quickly raised his wand and looked at his forehead. The scar was still there, but it had faded a lot. "Allen, you did it …"
"Don't move! This is the last bit! " Allen continued to press the number three gemstone between Sirius' eyebrows. He had no intention of putting it down. Instead, he began to recite the incantation. The gemstone became scorching hot. The heat came and went quickly. Before Sirius could scream, it had disappeared as if it had never appeared.
"Okay, the ritual is complete." Allen finally put the gemstone away. However, his expression became strange and depressed in Sirius' eyes. "The mark between your eyebrows is now just a scar. Go back and apply some white moss or do nothing. It will heal in a few days …"
Snape looked at Sirius' forehead in surprise. He put his hand on his lips and coughed twice.
"It's over? You really did it? " Sirius blushed at this time. Since he learned about his godson's situation, he felt that the stone on his chest had been removed. "I'll bring Harry here now!"
"Ahem …" Allan cleared his throat and his expression seemed a little stiff. "About the scar on Harry's forehead …" Allan lowered his hands and signaled Sirius, who was so excited that he stood up and leaned forward on the table, to sit back down. "But I don't think it's necessary to do that for the time being."
"Why?!!!" Sirius blurted out. He frowned anxiously.
Snape also wanted to ask, but a sudden flash in the room surprised him. Then he saw Sirius' eyebrows and forced himself to swallow his words. His pale face suddenly flushed, and his shoulders began to tremble.
"Harry is very useful in Grigovic's case, isn't he? Tom's brain is not normal recently. This can help us get more information … and for Harry himself … "Allen clasped his hands together." The Avada Curse works on the human body … although Harry's forehead is only the size of a lightning bolt … "Allen shrugged." But if it hits Harry's forehead, this spell can only target one soul at a time … Although the probability is very small, it can help Harry block the attack. " (Author's Note: In the original world's trajectory, Harry became the real owner of the old wand by chance. So, when Lord Voldemort used the old wand on Harry, the old wand was unwilling to kill its own master. So, it chose to kill the soul fragment of Lord Voldemort on Harry's forehead. But now the situation is different. The probability of this happening will only appear when the curse hits the scar. "
"Don't joke around. What's the use of such a small place … It's better to wear a jacket full of rats … This thing is useful, but a guy in the Middle Ages did it and died of a serious plague …" Sirius shook his head. "Allen, I still hope that you can get rid of this soul fragment as soon as possible … lest it is used by others."
"Actually, the main reason is that I promised Dumbledore not to interfere with Harry on this matter … So, we have to tell him openly … It's disrespectful to do it behind his back." "You can tell Dumbledore about this, or we can meet up. I happen to have some information that I need to tell him …" Alan's eyes were fixed on the spot between Sirius's eyes. "You can tell Dumbledore about this, or we can meet up … I have some information to tell him …"
"Must I tell him? I'm Harry's godfather … Fine, fine … I didn't know you were so respectful … "Sirius pursed his lips in dissatisfaction." Why don't you tell Dumbledore about it? He likes to snitch anyway … "
Snape immediately began to mock him. "Looks like Gryffindor's stupid lion lost his courage in front of Dumbledore?"
"Enough! Sirius. " Allen stopped him. "But if Dumbledore doesn't agree and doesn't want to discuss it, you don't have to argue with him. When the time comes, just tell me and I can remove the soul fragment from Harry …"
"Fine, Allen, that's the only thing we can do … If Harry sees anything through the Mystery Man, I'll ask him to come to you …" Sirius had no choice but to take out a roll of parchment from his pocket and pass it to Allen. "I asked Josephine for a leave of absence when I came over. She asked me to pass this to you … What do you need this information for?"
"Nothing, just some planning …" Allen said casually. Then, he remembered something and said seriously, "By the way, Harry lost the invisibility cloak … As the headmaster, I should take full responsibility … I'll strengthen the security of the Hogwarts …" He paused. "As for the compensation … How about this? He only uses it for night adventures anyway. I'll compensate him with a fake invisibility cloak every few years. I'll make sure to replace it before it loses its effectiveness … Of course, Harry can't tell anyone that it's from me. Otherwise, the other students will think that I'm encouraging him to break the curfew rule …" Allen paused.
"No need, no need. I'll buy it for him myself. It's mainly because it's a relic that Jamu gave him. It's more important than its practical value. It's best if you can get your men to check it out. If they can get it back safely, I'll buy the thief an Invisibility Cloak from time to time." Sirius waved his hand. "Besides, Snot and I destroyed your office. I'll transfer some money to you from the Wizard Bank when I get back."
"Headmaster Harris, I'll take my leave …" Snape stood up. He knew who was responsible for the loss of the invisibility cloak. He didn't want to listen anymore and strode toward the spiral staircase. But before he left, he couldn't help but turn to look at Sirius.
"Snot, get out of here! What are you looking at! "Sirius was annoyed by Snape's snake-like stare.
"I'll try my best … But Sirius, you have to know that this is a creation of the Grim Reaper. Divination won't work on it. It has its own power to block prophecies. If the invisibility cloak can't block detection magic, it's no different from an ordinary replica …" Allen sighed. "But I'll let Viktor take care of it. It might take a long time, but since it's a memento, as long as it's not damaged … I promise I'll get it back." Allen's eyes were still fixed on Sirius's eyebrows. "As for compensation and demerit points, I don't think there's any need for that. I've already gotten the compensation myself …"
"You've gotten it? When? "Sirius asked curiously. Based on his understanding of Allen, he felt a little uneasy.
Snape, who had walked down the spiral staircase, stopped. "Headmaster Harris, when the photos are developed, please give me one …"
"Photos? What photos? "Sirius asked curiously. Based on his understanding of Snape, he felt even more uneasy.
"The flash you didn't notice just now was my house-elf Maggie taking a photo of you in the room. Professor Snape noticed it …" Allen tried hard to hold back his laughter. "As for what photos? That's a photo of when I absorbed the soul fragment of Flaubert's Armyworm on your eyebrows. I used the 3-word gem on your eyebrows to turn the scar on your '-1' soul tool into a '-3' soul tool … "
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