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"...If the situation is really bad and irreversible, leave the UK and come to Brazil. ++++"

"I will, mom."

"Then let's go as soon as possible, Jack, your grandma really wants to see you."

"Okay, but I think the situation is not bad enough to let me run away, but I think I'll take time to come to Brazil."

"Then it's decided, you'll come to Brazil next month."

The fire was extinguished.

"How about it, has your mom provided you with some guidance?" The drawer of the cabinet was pulled open and Ravenclaw floated out of it.

"No, she advised me to run away to South America as soon as possible, and even told me to go to Brazil next month, without any room for objection." Silver rubbed his face, "My mother is so willful."

"Is this what is called rich and willful?" Ravenclaw swayed in front of Silver with a smile. "But I also suggest you run away quickly."

"You feel so?"

"Yes, you really don't need to stay and fight the devil. You are not his opponent. If you think of reaching his level, you will have to have at least ten years of experience." Ravenclaw said, "Besides, now you know that the devil is not going to take your life. It seems that he has not counted the holiday between your great-grandfather and him on your head. Why do you still have to stay here in this situation?"

"That's just Malfoy's idea. Who can guarantee that Riddle thinks so too? Even if Riddle gives me a letter, I won't believe it. My great-grandfather was so mean to cheat him. He would definitely come to take revenge, and it would be useless to escape. Oh, it would be great if my great-grandfather was still there."

"What do you think? Although I have never met your great-grandfather, I don't think I'll surpass Dumbledore. Can he take care of that devil?"

"I don't know this either. But if he is still alive, it means he has a wrongdoing and a debtor. It's not my turn to charge."

"But now he's dead." Ravenclaw chuckled, "this debt has fallen on your head."

She pointed to the table.

A cold sword lay quietly there, and the ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt was shining.

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"Give it to me, Grigovic."

Harry's voice was slightly low, with an unquestionable majesty. His wand was held in front of him, holding it in a slender hand. The man pointed at by the wand was hanging upside down in the air, tied up and swung around by invisible ropes. He looked weird, his arms were tied tightly bearded by his side, his face of fear was as high as Harry's face, and he was fluffy and red from his blood. His hair was white and he had a big fluffy beard: a tied Santa.

"I haven't, no more! I've been stolen many years ago!"

"Don't try to lie to me, Grigovic, it's not good for you. Trust me."

"I, I really don't know where it is, it was really stolen a long time ago! Please, please."

"I'll give you a chance. Grigovic, let me see if you're lying."

Due to fear, the person hanging from the person had big pupils. They seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Like two black holes, they finally sucked Harry in—

Now Harry followed Grigovic, who was holding a lantern, and walked along a dark corridor. Grigovic rushed into the room at the end of the corridor. Under the light, it was like a workshop, with wood chips and gold flashing in the shaking aperture, and a blonde boy perched on the windowsill, with his posture like a big bird. The moment the halo of the lantern shone on him, Harry saw the handsome face full of joy, and then the uninvited guest shot a coma spell with his magic wand, jumping out of the window, leaving a string of laughter.

Harry quickly retreated from his spacious, tunnel-like pupils, and extreme fear appeared on Grigovic's face.

"Who is that thief, Grigovic?" asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I never know, just a young man, I never know who he is. Please spare me."

"It seems you're not lying, Grigovic, so I'm going to give you a chance, are you willing to do things for me?"

"I do, I do!"

"It seems that you have more knowledgeable things than Ollivand. It took him two months to figure out this. Since you cooperate so much, I believe your achievements must be higher than him."

The hissing of a big snake came.

"Oh, by the way, because you joined in this situation, I have to do some precautions, can you understand, Grigovic?"

"Wait, what is this? Oh, no, no!"

The sound of something biting the flesh, followed by a shrill, long-lasting scream.

"Harry!"

He opened his eyes, gasped, and his forehead thrust and hurt. He had just leaned against the bed and lost consciousness, and slid down, and now he was lying on the ground. He looked up at Ron.

"I'm dreaming," he quickly sat up, "I must have taken a nap, sorry."

"It seems to be your scar? What did you see just now?"

"I saw Fu--"

"Please, stop talking about his name. Didn't my dad say that the devil has the ability to sense the person who mentioned his name."

"Okay, I can't be sure, because the demon who could invade my dreams before is dead, and the demon now hasn't invaded my brain before."

"You should learn brain closure."

Harry ignored this awkward topic.

"I just had a dream, dreaming that the man was torturing an old man named Grigovic, who seemed to want to get something from him, but he was taken the lead decades ago."

"Grigovic? He is a German wand maker, and he is no less famous than the missing Mr. Ollivander."

"Anyway, he found Grigovic and tied the old man there to question him."

"He wants Grigovic to hand over something," Harry said, still closing his eyes, "but Grigovic said it was stolen...and then...and..."

He remembered himself, as Voldemort, as if he had passed through Grigovic's pupils and flew into his memory.

"The mysterious man saw Grigovic's thoughts, and I saw a boy sitting on the windowsill. He sent a spell at Grigovic and jumped out and disappeared. He stole the thing, and he stole the things the mysterious man was looking for.

Ron asked softly: "Didn't you see what the thief is holding?"

"No...it must be a small thing."

"Oh, that's hard to guess."

Ron's bed crunched and he changed his position on the bed.
Chapter completed!