"Author? Who is the author of this book?"

When Stephanie asked this sentence, Sean realized that he had forgotten such a key figure.

Who wrote the "Tales of the Greedy Poet"?

He hurriedly put his head close, and Stephanie quickly closed the book. There was no author on the cover.

Open to the title page, the same is not.

The last page and the back of the book were also missing, and even Stephanie couldn't find the author's name even after she flipped through the entire book.

This is a book without an author.

The two looked at each other and simply read the first story from the beginning.

However, the first story is a bit old-fashioned. The protagonist is still a bard, but this time the bard solved a major accident in the kingdom and was loved by people.

Continuing to read, the protagonist remains unchanged. The second story is that the bard met a woman who made him fall in love.

This "Tales of the Greedy Poet" is not too thick, especially when each story is accompanied by illustrations, it does not take much time to read the whole book roughly.

The two got together, and it didn't take long to turn to the last page.

The last story is the bard's evil alchemy experiment. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but there was still a slight sense of dizziness.

Sean raised his head, shook his head, frowned and said, "Although most of them are dark stories, fables and fairy tales, they have nothing to do with each other."

"The only common denominator is that the bard is present in every story, and for the most part it's the main point of view that tells the story," Stephanie added.

"But the image of the bard in the illustrations is rarely consistent, and there is no key point to connect the various stories - after the "Poet and the greedy snake of wisdom" story, the next story becomes the bard A tale of wandering poets and medieval vampires plotting against each other..." Sean said.

Stephanie pondered for a while and said, "I feel like maybe those are the real experiences of the bard, after all, if that story is ruled out, there is at least a gradual change in the other stories."

"Well, what do you say?" Sean wondered.

"You recall, except that story, in all the rest of the stories, the bard's character is getting darker and more despicable - not so much a collection of stories, this is more like the process of the bard's depravity, of course , we will never know how he fell."

Sean recalled it himself and found that, as Stephanie said, the bard was slowly getting worse. In the last evil alchemy experiment, the bard even killed the innocent residents of the entire village, which is a heinous act. .

"Then what is the purpose of the author who recorded these stories? In order to reveal the truth of the bard's evil to the world?" Sean said thoughtfully.

Stephanie shook her head: "I can't get an accurate answer, but what I'm curious about is the relationship between the author and the bard."

Sean pondered: "If this author and the bard are enemies, then how can he leave such an obscure collection of stories to the world to reveal the true face of the bard? If it is a friend or family member, There is no need to write about the existence of descendants and the like..."

"This is obviously not a fairy tale that can be mass-produced—" Stephanie patted the oddly heavy cover, "The author wrote it to convey a certain message."

"The Poet and the Covetous Serpent of Wisdom, this is the message that the author wants to convey, he/she/it is uncovering a truth - as to why it is so obscure rather than explicit, I There is a conjecture."

Stephanie speaks smoothly and quickly and articulates equally clearly, giving it a very dependable feel.

Sean didn't expect that the other party had already thought about so many things, and he also came to the nature: "Tell me about it."

"That new world, the blurred fantasy you told me, is the middle ground between the earth and hell. Obviously, the blurred environment is very special—" The silver-haired girl walked as she spoke, and patted the stone wall. . The wooden door opened, she waved her wand, and two velvet chairs from the Room of Requirement floated out.

"Sit down and talk." Stephanie pushed over a chair.

When Sean sat down, she tucked her legs into a chair, wrapped her knees in her hands, and stared at the ceiling of the library.

"Blurry fantasy is special enough, and the slain snake of wisdom and robin must be one of the most special ones in the special world, or the blurred fantasy will not begin to gradually collapse after they die."

"Then can we assume that the serpent of wisdom and the robin are in a sense the masters of the illusory realm - those who go there have to pass seven tests to see the robin, and the serpent of wisdom can be found in the The testers of the last level are driven away under the eyes of the robin."

"This shows that they are probably beyond the existence of ordinary wizards..." Stephanie paused, and after sneaking a glimpse of Sean's thoughtful expression, the corner of the girl's mouth rose quietly, and then she went into more detail.

"They may represent the entitlement to the Mirage, and the bard killed them and took a piece of the black gem. Then it is possible that the bard also acquired some of the powers of the serpent of wisdom and the robin. —Like we both have partial access to the House of Requirement.”

Sean nodded while thinking. Although it was all speculation, everything was reasonable. Stephanie's mind was fast and sharp.

The silver-haired girl continued: "We liken Hogwarts to a phantasm, and if the bards have access to the House of Requirement like us, and even more..."

"Then he can [watch] the whole castle, just like us." Sean's eyes lit up, he knew what Stephanie was talking about.

"That's right," agreed Stephanie. "We won't be monitoring the rest of the castle, but the bards will."

Sean continued: "That is to say, the author of this "Tales of the Greedy Poet" is likely to be an existence in the blurred fantasy?"

"Yes, the bard may be an extremely powerful wizard in reality, and in the blurred fantasy world, he is the supreme one who can dominate the survival of fantasy creatures-although it is only a guess, but I think this is the most reasonable explanation." Stephanie The raised head slowly lowered, and then leaned against his knee.

"So, it doesn't dare to be written in too much detail, let alone in a straightforward manner. It only dares to suggest in the form of a fable." Sean clenched his right fist and smashed it lightly on the palm of his left.

"Well—" Stephanie tilted her head, her tone becoming lazy for some time, "Actually, we can also know that when the bard finally killed the snake of wisdom and the robin, he had another pair or pairs of eyes. Everyone has seen this scene, and the author is one of them.”

"Then if we can find that bystander, maybe we can know what the truth behind the whole story is," Sean said.

The girl tilted her head: "That's true, but there is a problem, the blurred fantasy world should be in ruins now, but it still retains the function of the transit station [from the world to hell], we are all living people, how can we enter the blurred world? What about fantasy?"

Sean rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, yes, how do you get in?

In fact, Sean knows a guest of a blurry fantasy...

Guilty [arrogance], the huge flame giant Sean, lives in a blurred environment. Even, Sean can use the silence and the connection between himself and guilt to appear in the blurred illusion in the form of a soul.

But the only place he can move is the one-third of the acre of the empty island, and it's all magma when he looks outside...

I can't always ask [Pride]: Hey, that stupid big guy who lives in my body, what big things happened in the blurred illusion back then, tell me everything you know.

In addition to this possibility, another way to enter the blurred vision is just like Harry in the original - he was accidentally made into the seventh Horcrux by Voldemort, when Voldemort hit Harry with the Death Curse, Voldemort's The Soul Fragment blocked the spell, and Harry went to the blurred environment.

Not to mention that the risk is too great, what Harry saw when he went in was King's Cross Station, which was a projection of his own heart - he didn't know how to get to the world itself in the blurred environment.

Of course, there is one more direction - the returnees must know...

"I want to know this secret and deal with you and my guessed leader of yours, tell me."

Just drinking a bucket of Fuling can do this...

Looking at Sean who was thinking hard, Stephanie said softly: "Actually, you don't need to worry so much now. Our guess has not been confirmed, and the implied meaning of the story has not been fully answered."

"Well, I know..." Sean smiled at the girl.

Stephanie reminded him one thing: Don't be so distressed right now.

If there are people in this world who know this story besides the parties, then Sean can only think of two people.

Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald.

Even, Sean has been popping up for many years when he thinks of Dumbledore.

In his speculation, Dumbledore and the returner established an unbreakable oath, and it is obviously unrealistic to want to learn the secret about the returner from Dumbledore.

But does this answer a question that has always plagued Sean: why Dumbledore is working with The Returners.

Perhaps it was because of the truth of the story that Dumbledore made such a decision.

As for Grindelwald, there is a high probability that he does not know this story now, and neither the old Grindelwald nor the young Grindelwald are in a state of negotiation.

But when the time came to next year, after 1996, Grindelwald became one, and the impact of the time accident was eliminated. After Grindelwald had a complete memory, did he know more?

Sean was inclined to know, even, that Grindelwald's extraordinarily long time travel might have something to do with it all.

Thinking of this, Sean stretched.

"Now sitting here in the middle of the night, I can't think of anything, but today is not without gain. At least we know more secret things, and we can also connect with many things now."

"Yeah." Stephanie replied softly.

"Let's go, go back to rest first, it's so late... eh?"

Hearing no reply, Sean leaned closer suspiciously.

Stephanie, who was curled up in the chair, let out a soft, steady breathing sound, her eyes were closed as she hugged herself tightly.

"Stephanie? Asleep?" Sean was dumbfounded.

He got closer, and he could see the lightly shaking eyelashes of the other party, the delicate and flawless face of the other party, and the exhaustion between his brows.

It was only then that Sean came to his senses. It seemed that Stephanie's "quantum reading"-like ability to defy the sky and super memory was not without a price, and it wasn't as easy as she said.

In order to drive her talent, she obviously spent a lot of energy, and just racked her brains to think about the whole thing.

She must be very tired...

Sean sighed softly and looked around.

I can't sleep here either... take her back to sleep—

Sean thought for a while, then took out his wand.

He cast an infinite force on himself, and the sufficient force suddenly filled his body.

Then, Sean picked up the chair directly.

He walked into the Room of Requirement, and then to Stephanie's private little room that was hers alone.

Putting the chair next to the bed, Sean hesitated, but still hugged Stephanie.

The girl is as light as bone, even if the time limit of Sean's power curse has passed, it is not difficult to hold this sixth-grade senior sister.

However, Sean didn't feel the other person's beautiful body at all. He gently carried Stephanie to the bed at the fastest speed, and then covered her with a quilt.

"I should go back to sleep too..." Sean stretched and walked outside.

As soon as he took a step, Sean accidentally found a piece of parchment on the desk in the house.

A corner of the parchment was burnt black, and on it were graceful swash characters.

An overview of the secret Hogwarts rooms and known ways to enter.

This is…

Sean picked up the parchment in surprise, he had seen this parchment before.

At first, he was trapped in Slytherin's small secret room, and the day after his return, he found this piece of paper in the Room of Requirement, and Sean didn't take it seriously at that time.

However, he is now a lot more familiar with Stephanie than before, and he can naturally recognize each other's handwriting.

This parchment was written by her back then...

Sean took the paper and glanced back unconsciously.

The silver-haired girl was still sleeping peacefully.

With a silent sigh, Sean carefully put the parchment back in its place, and left the room lightly.

He closed the wooden door and said softly at the end.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

On the bed, the silver-haired girl seemed to be dreaming something, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful.

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