Chapter 85 The Secrets Hidden in the Scriptures (Please Read More!)
Chapter 86 The Secret Hidden in the Scripture
Obviously, Zhang Xiao's behavior made him a little absent-minded. After simply comforting the little wizard, he strode to Zhang Xiao's side.
His face was more serious than ever before:
"Zhang, I should have told you not to try to master the power that you should not have.
I remember Quirinus Quirrell as an outstanding Ravenclaw with a kind heart, but he just touched something he shouldn't touch."
Dumbledore's words suddenly paused, and he watched Zhang Xiao take out strange things from his magical bag.
Incense, candles, paper money, paper figurines, suona copper plates, fruit plates, rice, bowls, wooden chopsticks, and even a bottle of Maotai liquor.
In Dumbledore's puzzled eyes, Zhang Xiao lit the incense with his wand, scattered the paper money into the sky, raised the suona and blew it while shaking his head.
If it weren't for the fact that electronic products were not allowed in Hogwarts, he would have taken out his Walkman to play a funeral song for Quirrell.
In fact, he didn't know how to play the suona, he just played it randomly.
So the scene suddenly became strange. In an empty room, Dumbledore and four little wizards looked at Zhang Xiao blankly, and Harry Potter was lying on the ground.
And Zhang Xiao was sweating profusely while acting. These things were all heard from his parents in bits and pieces. When they set up a stall, they often took on funerals, which did not involve supernatural things. They were purely to satisfy the family members of the deceased.
Finally, he poured a glass of wine at the place where Quirrell was cremated, closed his eyes and muttered a few words about being a good person in the next life.
Feeling that the performance was almost done, Zhang Xiao put away the things and said in the puzzled eyes of a group of people:
"In Chinese tradition, the dead are the greatest and most precious. This is our country's awe of death and justice, so according to our customs, we held a Chinese farewell party for him."
It was the first time that Dumbledore saw this unique Chinese ritual. He felt an indescribable solemnity and solemnity in this ritual.
If it was a complete ceremony, it would definitely be shocking, right?
He suddenly became very interested in this ritual, and his expression softened.
Dumbledore waved his sleeves, and the ashes floated up and slowly dissipated in the air.
Zhang Xiao shook his head, it was too cruel, burning people to ashes! Even the ashes were scattered!
Dumbledore turned his attention back to the group of young wizards who were in urgent need of growth and education, and Madam Pomfrey was always absent.
Except for Harry who was immediately put on a stretcher and carried away, the other young wizards followed Professor Dumbledore obediently and reported to the infirmary by themselves.
And listening to him tell the stories he had made up, about Quirrell and the Philosopher's Stone, the eyes of the young wizards were shining, as if they had understood some shocking secrets.
In fact, the fools were almost lame, except for Malfoy, who didn't believe a word of Dumbledore's words since he knew that all this was planned.
Zhang Xiao was absent-minded and absent-minded. He was so curious that he wanted to find a quiet place to read what was written in the booklet.
After going through a series of examinations at the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey simply drove Zhang Xiao away: "You are in good health and can play Quidditch, go back quickly!"
The chubby school doctor was very impatient with anyone who was not a patient. Last time, Zhang Xiao saw her yelling at Dumbledore.
But this was exactly what he wanted. While there was no one around, he trotted all the way to the Room of Requirement and walked back and forth three times in front of the empty wall with his eyes closed.
"I need a quiet place to read"
When he opened the door, he saw a very comfortable and warm study room in front of him, with a dark brown vertical bookcase placed by the window.
The floor was covered with exquisite carpets with intricate patterns, and there were soft and comfortable armchairs and recliners by the fireplace.
The chandelier was full of candles, but the light in this room was obviously not comparable to that of candles. The light here was comfortable and gentle, very suitable for reading.
Zhang Xiao looked at this room with a very strange sense of familiarity, as if. It was very similar to the decoration style of the bedroom when he woke up last time.
He tried to walk to the bookcase, and as expected, he could not pull it out just like last time, but the owner generously lent it to him.
Zhang Xiao lifted his school robe, bowed, and clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, from bottom to top, and bowed to the void:
"Although I don't know who you are, I didn't have time to say thank you last time."
After thanking the owner, Zhang Xiao walked to the fireplace, put on dragon leather gloves, and took out the wooden box that was firmly pasted with talisman paper from the Qiankun bag.
After carefully uncovering the talisman paper, Zhang Xiao still felt unsafe, so he hung all the protective items given by his family on his body, anyway, more oil doesn't spoil the food, right?
After completing the protective preparations, he carefully peeled off the talisman paper and opened the wooden box. Due to time constraints, he had not carefully read the hardcover book before.
Similar to what I guessed before, this hardcover book is very thick, with a cross printed on the black leather surface and a small string of unknown words below, which looks like Latin.
After using chopsticks to pick it up for a long time, Zhang Xiao finally confirmed one thing.
This seems to be a common exorcism scripture, the kind that priests in Muggle society often hold, just as a placebo for ordinary people, and it is actually useless.
And those places where words are written are just some common prayers, and the words reveal the fear of vampires.
Could it be a prop used by Professor Quirrell to act?
He threw the leather book back on the table with his head down, and leaned back in his chair and sulked. For such a broken thing, I acted for a long time!
Looking up at the exquisite candle chandelier for a while, Zhang Xiao suddenly straightened up, frowning, staring at the hardcover book on the table.
No, it's not right!
Quirrell is a wizard, and a graduate of Ravenclaw. The story of encountering a vampire was originally fabricated by him to cover up Voldemort.
If it is to strengthen his own personality, it is reasonable to carry an exorcism scripture, and writing one or two prayers can barely explain it.
But he will never write so much on it!
Because Ravenclaw will never do useless work! This is stupid in their eyes.
The more Zhang Xiao thought about it, the more strange it felt. He simply took the book in his hand. Was there any magic covering it up?
Or was it a way he had not thought of?
With a spirit of inquiry, after carefully rechecking the thick scripture, Zhang Xiao could not help but smile. Sure enough, there was a secret!
Quirrell's trick was not difficult to find.
This scripture was very old. Sometimes two or three pages would stick together when turning the pages. This exorcism scripture was difficult to understand and boring, and the words were very small. Except for devout believers, few people could persist in reading two pages.
The secret is in the sticky paper. Carefully cut the sticky pages with a knife, and there is a thin piece of paper full of words between the two pages.
This piece looks like it is made of some kind of leather, very thin and full of toughness. It is precisely because it is thin enough that it can be hidden between the two pages, instead of being visible at a glance.
Zhang Xiao took out the leather paper and put it aside, and continued to search. After finally confirming that all the leather paper pieces were found, several hours had passed.
After trying to request some food from the room, a pot of hot milk and pie suddenly appeared on the table, and the silver tableware had the emblem of the Hogwarts kitchen.
It seemed to be taken directly from the kitchen, which made him more curious about the owner's identity, but he wisely chose not to explore this issue.
People have clearly stated that they don't want others to know, but you are still trying to find out. Isn't that a debt?
After filling his stomach, Zhang Xiao returned to the armchair with his hands rubbed. The upper right corner of these parchment papers were marked with Arabic numerals.
He picked up the one with serial number 1 with great interest, and saw that it said:
"I am Quirinus Quirrell. When you see this letter, I will be dead."
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