Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

Chapter 115 Guessing on Identity [Seeking Monthly Tickets for Flowers]

"It actually shipped."

Seeing the sign-in reward this time, Amber raised an eyebrow.

He knew that this kind of magic, as a kind of summoning technique, had low consumption, quick response, and had good resistance to most magics.

As far as he knew, both Dumbledore and Voldemort were proficient in this kind of magic, which was a pleasant surprise.

But now, he just glanced at it roughly, and then focused his attention on Lilith again.

Lilith Cadmus, the system doesn't lie.

Then it proves that no matter how bizarre things are, the silver-haired girl in front of her may really be her sister.

Amber couldn't help lowering his head, looking at Lilith, who was slumped to the ground, still holding her head up, trying her best to show a bright smile.

Perhaps because of her own delusion, there seemed to be a flash of anticipation in Lilith's eyes "Six Thirty Zero"?

In the heart of Amber, heaven and man were at war, and in the end, he slowly raised his wand.

Seeing the green light flickering at the tip of the wand, Lilith's eyes flashed with pain, but in the blink of an eye it turned into an incomparable relief.

Perhaps this is the best ending.

Seeing the green spell being shot towards her, Lilith gently closed her eyes.

Suddenly, Edmund's voice came from his ear.

"Amber, what are you doing?"

"Just educate the disobedient juniors at home. 35

Amber's voice rang in Lilith's ears, and in the next second, she felt a coolness rising from her whole body.

The magic power that had been drained by the Fiery Fire Curse before slowly emerged, and even with the exhausted physical strength, it gradually returned to his body.

"So...isn't it the Killing Curse?

Lilith opened her eyes and looked at the green thread that ran from the tip of Amber's wand to herself.

The turbulent magic power in Amber's body is continuously transported into his body through this green and green line, but Amber is not looking at himself now, but squinting at Edmund next to him and asked:

"What are you doing here? You don't seem to be so busy tonight?

"Don't both of you look at what time it is? I should have been busy long ago. It is precisely because I didn't find our two respected chiefs that I hurried over to look for it."

Edmund shrugged, walked over to Amber, looked curiously at the sky of ashes and the green line at the tip of Amber's wand, and asked:

"What are you doing?

"Teach her how to fight, she was too bad just now."

Amber's words choked Edmund not lightly. In his opinion, these two brothers and sisters are the freaks of Slytherin.

"Okay, let's go."

Just as Edmund was trying to think about what to say to save face. But he saw Amber put away his wand and walked towards the door on his own.

"Hey! Don't you care about your sister?"

"She has legs, and I can't get into the girls' dormitory. 35

Amber's voice came from outside the door, walking away, Edmund turned his head, looked at Lilith, who was half-sitting on the ground, and seemed a little hesitant.

"I'm fine, prefect, go see my brother.

"Oh, then you remember to go back to the dormitory early."

Lilith's words dispelled Edmund's hesitation in a timely manner. After exhorting him, Edmund turned around and walked out of the basement classroom.

Although he didn't know what happened, the atmosphere here was obviously wrong and he could feel it.

Edmund is very clear. Like this kind of internal affairs of other people's families, whoever interferes is a fool.

So after having the steps, Edmund caught up with Amber in three steps and two. He also closed the door thoughtfully.

Lilith was left alone in the dark classroom.

After a while, there was a chuckle in the darkness, and the laughter revealed boundless joy and boundless daze.

On the other side, after returning to the Slytherin lounge with Edmund, Amber sat alone in the dormitory.

Today's change made him unexpected, and he had long made up his mind to remove the hidden danger of the killer. In a blink of an eye, he turned into the existence of his own sister.

However, Lilith's identity is beyond doubt, but the origin is confusing.

The only thing Amber can be sure of right now is that. No matter how much he recalled the night of the Cadmus accident, he could not find the slightest clue that his mother was pregnant.

"How did this guy get here?"

Amber rubbed his temples, feeling his brains boil.

However, Amber is never a person who gives up easily. Deriving the true essence from limited clues is his forte.

So after a short rest, Amber sat down at his desk, turned on the lamp, and laid out a piece of parchment in front of him.

"There shouldn't be any clues in the access book, only the name and age are recorded there."

Amber slowly wrote Lilith's name and age on the parchment. Then the tip of the pen continued to point to the words eleven years old, thoughtfully.

"My birthday is in November, so Hogwarts stipulates that I will be admitted at the age of eleven, and I was only ten when the admission letter was issued. 39

"Could it be the same with Lilith?""

After slowly drawing a question mark on the age. Amber frowned, constantly thinking about clues.

"When Bellatrix broke into my house. Like the beginning of the year."

"Then, if Lilith's birthday is before July, there is a possibility that it will be included in this year's list by the book of admission."5

Looking at the clues he had sorted out, Amber shook his head.

Things are back to square one again.

He didn't know Lilith's birthday, but even if Lilith's birthday was at the end of June, he was stuck at the limit of this class of students.

Then, in that battle, how could a mother who obviously did not see any symptoms of pregnancy give birth to a six-month-old fetus and let it survive.

"Department of Mysteries, what exactly is that place?"

Leaning slumped on the sofa, Amber rubbed his cheeks with both hands, as if trying to rub away the endless mysteries and exhaustion.

"Forget it, let's rest first, it's really not good, wait a while and ask Fudge.

I feel that my thoughts are like a mess, and there is no possibility of finding a clue for the time being. Amber reluctantly gave up thinking, turned to lie back on the bed, and fell asleep.

Tomorrow is the first day of school at Hogwarts, and the first session of the morning is again Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration.

Amber didn't want to be late.

"Perhaps, Hermione will know something?"

With such doubts, Amber fell asleep.