Librarian at Hogwarts

The Gate of Alsimon was breached by Nier.

He easily transformed the ten-meter-high door wall into a silver ring with a lion's head, then put it on his hand and quickly ran to Igno and started showing off.

Ignat looked at the ring. To be honest, it was difficult for him to resonate with Neil's aesthetics.

Moreover, he made up his mind to find some more trendy Muggle journals for Neil to improve his aesthetic level after he returns.

"Mr. Ignat, Mr. Neil."

"Let's go inside."

Feilunxi took the lead and walked into the place where it was originally sealed.

Without Alsimon's Gate, all roads are smooth.

Perhaps, Alsimon's Gate is the biggest and only obstacle.

Inside, there is a square room.

Built one rectangular brick after another.

In the center of the room, there is a compass-shaped object.

"Faerunxi, is that an astrological chart?"

Ener said excitedly.

Neil and the centaurs all walked towards the compass-shaped object at almost the same time.

After Ferenxi's repeated confirmation, this is indeed the sacred object of the centaurs - the astrological disk.

This is an exciting thing.

It is estimated that no one thought that the lost sacred objects of the centaurs would reappear in this era.

While the centaurs were excited, Ignat was observing the murals carved in the house.

These are painted with colorful paints, and each one is very exquisite.

These murals depict the history of the centaurs.

This is a magnificent historical scroll.

From a small tribe to growing.

Every step, every journey is like water droplets gathering into an ocean, which is shocking.

"It's all history."

"But when you see these murals, you feel as if you are in that era...isn't it, Mr. Igno?"

Ferenxi didn't know when he appeared next to Igno, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

Looking at the rise and decline of their own race, as descendants, they will sigh.

History is like fine sand in the hand.

You can feel its flow, but you can't change the result of it disappearing from your hands.

Igno nodded silently.

He has always had a sense of awe for history.

The last mural is about the battle between wizards and magical creatures.

In the mural, the centaurs are holding a flag high, and a pure white centaur is holding an astrological disk in his hand.

And around the centaurs, different magical creatures appeared for the first time.

There are many kinds of them...birds, snakes, horned beasts, thunderbirds...

It is difficult to imagine what kind of war broke out at that time.

"Peace is precious."

Ferenci also noticed this mural, and he sighed again.

He patted Igno on the shoulder, as if to show his goodwill, and then turned around to put away the astrological disk.

But when Ferenci was about to put away the astrological chart, Neil made a request.

"Can you do a divination for me? I heard from Igno before that the divination of the astrological chart is very accurate..."

Ferenci smiled, then nodded in agreement.

"Of course, Mr. Neal."

"Then I want to divine my career. I think I will definitely have great achievements in the future." Neil said immediately, his tone was a little impatient.

"Oh, Mr. Neil. Then I'm sorry." Ferencich shook his head and explained, "The astrological chart is not for this purpose. What I mean is that it cannot be used for divination according to your ideas. It is only It will reveal the most important moments in your life."

Neil shrugged regretfully, and then said without giving up, "That doesn't matter, just give me a divination. I believe that my most important moment must be the moment when I receive the highest commendation."

Ferenxizhen began to divine.

Maybe he also wanted to try whether the astrological chart really had the ability as rumored.

In short, under his urging, the astrological chart immediately showed extraordinary performance.

From the astrological disk, seven round beads flew out, spinning and circling in the sky.

They seem to be operating on a certain trajectory without any collision with each other.

During this process, Ferenci's eyes were kept tightly closed.

He is sensing the astrological chart.

But after a while, the seven astrological beads were suspended in the air and stopped rotating.

At this moment, Ferenxi suddenly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Neil, you will achieve great things."

His voice was hollow and ruthless, as if it were an electronic announcer.

"And the sword in your hand will eventually be wielded against the people closest to you."

After saying this, Ferenci's whole body shook. It was as if he had woken up from a sleep, and he had no memory of what he had said.

"Prophecies may not always be accurate."

Ignat walked to Neil's side, knowing that the last sentence must have made Neil feel uncomfortable.

This is obviously nothing.

And Neil seemed still immersed in Ferenxi's prophecy.

Unlike Igno, he has always believed in prophecies.

Neil's heart seemed to be shrouded in a dark fog.

And he was in the dark mist, and it was difficult to get rid of him.

"Meaning, am I going to become enemies with the people closest to me?"

Neil was struggling in his heart.

He couldn't help but look at Igno, and Igno also glanced at Neil.

Neil hesitated.

He thought this person might be Igno, but in fact, he might also have someone else who is closer to him in the future, such as a lover.

This is something difficult to guess.

But like most prophecies, the more you try to change everything, the more you fall into the prison of the prophecy.

It didn't take long for everyone to leave here.

This harvest can be considered a bumper harvest.

The centaurs recovered their sacred relics, and Neil also obtained the Gate of Alsimon, which may now be better called the Ring of Alsimon.

Of course, the fly in the ointment is that Neil also got a prophecy that troubled him extremely.

This caused him to use time travel magic on Ignat, and when he returned to Hogwarts, he still had a worried look on his face.

And it wasn't long after Igno and the others left.

Two figures appeared where they left.

Among them, one was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a silver robe.

"Cassandra, they left."

There was a bright look in Cassandra's eyes. She stood at the entrance of the cave and said softly: "Yes, the gears of fate have started to turn. None of us can stop this."

"Then what should we do?"

"Bathida, gather our sisters. We need to find 'The Weaver' as soon as possible."

"Only the 'Weavers' can lead us to survive the war..."