Chapter 261: Beware

The crisis was resolved, and Dumbledore and the professors immediately entered the carriage to check on everyone.

Seeing that most of them were only slightly injured, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, applied dichlorobenzene to the students in each compartment, and several professors dispersed to help, while also calming the students and asking about the specific situation.

Dumbledore cast a recovery spell, and a huge magical power enveloped the entire Hogwarts. The broken glass began to fall back, and the holes that were blown up were filled again. In just a few breaths, the entire Hogwarts was restored to its original state.

However, the damaged alchemical lines needed to be re-carved, and it was not a simple recovery spell that could solve it.

After inspecting for a while, Scrimgeour came to Dumbledore and said, "They are all alchemical puppets. There are only a few people in the entire British wizarding world who can do this kind of superb skill. Headmaster Dumbledore, I want to hear your opinion."

The old headmaster was studying a broken alchemical hand bone at this moment. "I can't see anything for the time being, Rufus. I will send some of the debris to some old friends, hoping that they can give some advice."

"I hope so, Headmaster Dumbledore. In fact, I have some other discoveries here."

"Oh, can you tell me about it, Rufus?"

"Of course, you should still remember the attack on Platform 9 and 3/4 a year ago. The clothes of the two people at that time were exactly the same as these puppets today, which shows that they are in the same group!

And the two attacks happened to coincide with the opening and closing times of Hogwarts. Obviously, the people they are looking for or dealing with may be among the students. Headmaster Dumbledore, please think about whether there is a special person among the students." Scrimgeour said meaningfully.

Dumbledore looked at the other party, "Rufus, what you said makes sense, but we can't just suspect a child for no reason."

"Yes, we won't, but this is also a direction, isn't it?"

"Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention, Rufus."

"No, no, Principal Dumbledore, what I mean is that I will investigate in this direction. You are the principal who needs to protect your students, and I am the head of the Auror, and I am also responsible for all British wizards. This is just a notice, I hope you can understand."

After saying this, Scrimgeour put on his hat and turned to leave, but after a few steps he turned back and said, "In fact, there is one more thing, Principal Dumbledore, the last two puppets said before they exploded, the layout was a thousand years, which reminded me that Hogwarts Castle has been around for thousands of years, right? I think this is also a direction."

After saying this, the head of the Auror Office left completely.

Dumbledore didn't say anything, nor did he feel offended. Rufus Scrimgeour was such a person. What he cared about was the power behind the puppet.

Is this the reason why the prophecy was changed?

Dumbledore stared at the explosion site with deep eyes. For some reason, today's events were clearly over, but he had a feeling that turmoil was about to start.

At the same time, in a certain underground Heroic Dorm, another wave came from the central sarcophagus.

Then orders began to be issued.

......

The young wizards were accompanied by the professor on their subsequent journey.

Until they arrived at King's Cross Station in London, England.

On the platform, a group of young wizards saw their parents, and there were more than ten crying.

The flash lights of the Daily Prophet flashed wildly to record the scene. The scene was quite lively.

Hermione got off the car with her luggage. Looking at her crying classmates, the little witch felt even more guilty.

She even wondered if she had not been selected by Mr. System, would all this not have happened? As for the so-called world crisis, it has always been Mr. System's words. Is it really credible?

A year of saturated learning has made Hermione leap forward in both thinking and knowledge reserves, which has also made the little witch more confused.

There is no doubt that Mr. System is very good to her, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a great opportunity.

But it is precisely this kind of kindness without reason that makes her a little panic. For her who is gradually seeing the darkness of the magic world, all the gifts of fate are actually marked with a price behind the scenes.

What if the world crisis mentioned by Mr. System is just a scam?

Then why is he so good to her? !

Thinking of those puppets controlled by Mr. System's thoughts, Hermione felt suffocated and dared not think deeply.

"Dear!"

At this time, a familiar voice with worry came into her ears.

When Hermione looked up, she saw her parents.

Without any hesitation, she threw herself into her parents' arms, feeling that all the fatigue in her body was relieved, "Dad, Mom, I miss you."

"Honey, Mom and Dad miss you too, let me see you."

Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter carefully. Hermione had grown a lot taller in a year, and she was visibly mature from the inside out. This should be a good thing, but as a mother, her eyes were a little red, "Honey, Mom doesn't need you to grow up so fast, Mom just wants you to be happy."

Mr. Granger next to her was also rubbing his daughter's hair, and said with lingering fear: "I just heard many people say that your train was attacked again. This is too dangerous. Hermione, let's drop out of this wizard school and come back to Eton College. With your intelligence, there is no need to follow the path of wizards."

Mrs. Granger also nodded, "This way we can feel more at ease."

However, Hermione said, "Mom, I have seen a higher sky, and it is difficult to return to ordinary."

"Oh, God, my little Hermione can't say such words. Dear, what have you experienced this year?" Mrs. Granger's eyes were red again, and she hugged her daughter again.

Hermione was hugged without speaking, but asked in her heart: "Mr. System, can I know why you chose me?"

[Of course it's because of your intelligence and potential, and you are a person with great luck. ]

"What is a person with great luck?"

[People who are loved by the world will be blessed by God. ]

"I understand, thank you."

Lu Yuan smiled. He could feel that the little girl didn't believe it completely, which made him a little wary of himself.

This is normal, otherwise the book would be read in vain.

Lu Yuan didn't mind this. There is a long way to go, and a little more sense of crisis just happened to mobilize Hermione's enthusiasm and autonomy.

Thinking of this, he continued to start his own law perception.

One year later, Hermione's school year was over, and his first law perception was also coming to an end.

When it was midnight, the worried girl fell asleep unconsciously, and Lu Yuan, who was in the process of perception, was shocked.

The main body sat cross-legged outside the world, and the light of the law behind him was bright.

The green law vision appeared behind him, like a long river reflecting thousands of changes. Different people can see different scenes, which includes all the changes of the wood law of a middle thousand world.

At this moment, Lu Yuan's body and soul overlapped, and the vast law vision was all absorbed into the soul.

The aura around Lu Yuan also began to rise at this moment.

The diameter of the strange domain that he could absolutely control doubled again, from more than 5,000 kilometers to 10,000.

The original wood law magic [Endless] has not changed.

But the status has been raised from half of the incomplete law of the small thousand world to the complete law of the middle thousand world.

This is an essential improvement.

At this time, as if attracted by the movement of Lu Yuan's breakthrough, the ignorant Tiandao, who had been silent for a whole year, heard two words: [God of Law]