Chapter 1428： ?? The Phoenix Elegy

At this time, an inner door in the temple was opened by priests and wizards, announcing the official start of the funeral.

Alan Harris, the owner of Hogwarts, walked slowly forward from the doorway along the aisle in the middle of the seat. Anka stood on his shoulder, and the golden tail feathers fell from him and fell in his arms. Above the jar that was dug out of a whole piece of crystal, the ashes of the half jar pulsed slightly with Alan's walk in it.

This made some wizards who saw this scene feel uncomfortable. They even used a transparent jar to let everyone see Professor Flitwick’s ashes. This strange Ravenclaw style made them touch Without thinking, such an approach is too unreasonable and does not respect the deceased.

And Professor McGonagall, who likes to talk about rules, nodded with satisfaction at this time. Only wizards who know enough about Flitwick can understand Alan’s intentions-as a person who has a desire for knowledge that can be said to be greedy. Flitwick, who served as the dean of Ravenclaw College, would certainly not want to allow himself to stay in a dark, closed space after his death.

Following Allen behind Katie and the glass cover on the tray in the hands of another priest, are Professor Flitwick’s magic robe and staff.

The raven on the ceiling seemed to be organized, following Allen's head all the way, until he reached the wide table in the middle, and carefully put the crystal jar on the stone table. The ravens circled the stone table clockwise, and then flew rustlingly to some of the pillars at the top of the temple, quietly waiting for the funeral to begin.

Now the Shrine Choir and the Hogwarts Choir sang melodious and sad music together. Infected by this atmosphere, many people were crying silently, with bright tears on their faces.

When Alan, who was already pale, put down the crystal jar, his eyes filled with grief were slightly closed, and his bluish hands stayed on the crystal jar for a long time before letting go, as if the crystal jar had taken away all that day. Warmth.

All the priests of the temple were divided into two sides facing the crystal jar, the strange and sad music stopped, and the wind passed through the temple through the doors and windows, leaving a few long whimpers.

Allen's throat clearing sounded in the silent temple, and it caught the ears of all the listeners in an instant. Except for a few words like "Master of Curse" and "Duel Champion" at the beginning, he didn't have the accomplishments of Professor Flitwick in his life like the funerals of ordinary well-known wizards.

Instead, I choose to talk about the feelings of Flitwick and the professor since they met, and from the perspectives of the first student, later colleague, and last boss, to tell me about the little things in life that are warm and sweet.

The unique design of the temple made Allen's words clear to every wizard who came to the funeral, and caught the ears of all listeners.

Even if the wizards sitting in the seats have never interacted with the professor, these sweet little things are also attracted by the professor’s personality charm under Allen’s sincere narration. Not only the witches, they seem to come to participate. The brawny Vasily at the funeral even made his eyes red when he heard it...

Hogwarts wizards are soberly aware that Professor Flitwick has passed away, is no longer there, and will never appear in front of them again...

This terrible fact hits them more mercilessly than ever, and it is undeniable.

"Professor Flitwick will be solemnly recorded in the history of Hogwarts, and the best home for these relics of him is to return to his favorite magic..." Allen paused and calmed down. Under the turbulent emotions in his heart, he stretched out his arm and drew a circle in front of him, "Please don't be nervous..."

Suddenly, the stone wall behind Allen split to both sides, exposing the passage behind.

The whole temple suddenly moved: the tall windows began to rotate and tilt to the right little by little, and rows of seats protrude forward, like the tracks of a tank, rotating with the people on them.

The interior of this huge temple seemed to come alive. The whole room began to move like food in the digestive tract. The walls were like dominoes, and like wheels that kept spinning, like waves, layer by layer. The ground rolled forward, but the wizards in it did not feel uncomfortable, just like sitting in a magic bus. No matter how the temple changes or expands, the people sitting inside will not feel any tremor.

And this move by Allen surprised even the wizards of the temple like Katie Bell. Allen has this kind of authority in the Ravenclaw Temple, let alone have it, even this kind of function did not even listen to it. Said. The use of this space far beyond ordinary wizards shocked the wizards' hearts, but out of respect for the funeral of such a powerful wizard's beloved teacher, none of them made a sound.

The blue gauze curtain by the window stopped swinging, and the temple resumed its previous static state again. The room they were in was connected to another well-known hall in the temple.

Occupying all the sights of the wizards is the hexagonal platform located in the center of the interior. On the platform, a round sphere with a diameter of 150 feet stands in the middle of the six obsidian columns engraved with layers of magic inscriptions. It looks like a round sphere with a diameter of 150 feet. A huge crystal ball with light blue light.

The Nether energy core that was temporarily given to all the public and made them think it provided the power of the entire floating city.

After entering the room, the rich magical power in the air made every pore of the wizards greedily absorb the magical power. This comfort and enrichment that almost penetrated into the soul made them shudder involuntarily, and they didn’t want to move while sitting. Move, and enjoy the comfort and pleasure brought by this magical power-although because the Miser Energy Nucleus is now very stable to provide energy, there will not be the kind of richness that erupted when Hogwarts lifted off or the entire city was teleported. A situation that makes people forget their purpose and where they are in a trance, and is so comfortable that they temporarily lose their sense.

But for many wizards who came here for the first time because of their funerals, it was the first time they enjoyed this indescribable and almost indescribable comfort.

Seeing many wizards who are not used to being close to high concentration of magic are still in a trance Alan patted Anka on his shoulder lightly, and seeing that the other party was not moving, he patted again, and the phoenix pretended to be As soon as he woke up, he first pecked his earlobe with his beak affectionately, and Alan reluctantly rubbed the Phoenix's beak with his nose.

"Chuck!"

In the new hall where the two rooms are connected, there is the singing of Phoenix Anka.

Anka actually has the meaning of being forced to operate. It rarely deals with Professor Flitwick. Although the other party often enters his spouse’s office, Flitwick is not used to giving it a little bit like Grindelwald from time to time. Snacks, he has never fed his famous cakes, so Anka has no feelings for Dean Ravenclaw.

More importantly, he noticed that his spouse and the powerful creature disguised as a witch had descendants in Anka, and therefore Alan spent much less time with him, making him very jealous and panicked. In its small head, it was thought that since Alan could give birth to offspring, it still had eggs to hatch for so long, I'm afraid there was something wrong with its own body.

For this reason, Anka even secretly set himself on fire and tried to cure the disease by rebirth from the ashes, but nothing changed, which made it even more panic-so even if he fully understood Alan’s intentions, Anka deliberately needed him to be intimate with himself. Next, take the opportunity to maintain the relationship before you can contribute.

The sound of the phoenix added by the special structure inside the temple quickly restored the wizards’ calm, and this was like the fairy music floating in another world, making these heads turn and seek, and when they woke up, their expressions were somewhat different. With surprise.