Chapter 83 82: A riot! One kill!
The Black Sea and the isolated island gradually disappeared in the mist.
The layers are peeling away like an onion.
At first, Ian's consciousness was still immersed in the afterglow of the dream, but as his senses gradually became clearer, a chill all over his face gradually penetrated into his skin.
Under the thin quilt, the coolness of the night filtered through the cotton wool, bringing a unique taste of late autumn and early winter. Ian slowly opened his eyes and heard the crackling noise outside the window.
The rain slapped the glass on the windows in the strong wind, but it did not disturb those who were adventuring in their sweet dreams.
The two roommates William and Michael snored one after another. After you sang and I came on stage, the whole room was filled. For Ian, snoring has never been a noise. Life in the orphanage has made him adapt to collective life far better than ordinary people. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the time on the wall.
12:07.
The wall clock in the dormitory pointed to the familiar numbers as always, even though Ian stayed in the trance this time, far longer than the time he spent there before.
It would have been the past.
He would probably only stay in the trance for a short while, but today he stayed for a full half a day. Ian guessed that this was what Teacher Mara said before, "next time will be different."
"Maybe it has something to do with my magic level." The only change that Ian could find in himself was that he had eaten the golden apple that Pandro found in the trance.
Name: Ian Prince
Occupation: Blood Warlock
Magic: Level 8 (explosive jump)
Skill: [Enlightenment of Wisdom [This skill cannot be upgraded]]
……
Quietly.
Ian's magic level increased by another level overnight. He could not accurately judge his current magic level, but it must have exceeded most adult wizards.
The effect of golden apples is indeed very strong.
"Perhaps the reason why the magical deformation that No Nose performs on himself is dangerous is because it belongs to a research school that gradually began to emerge after the golden apple became extinct."
Ian's guess is also reasonable. If eating a golden apple can give you superhuman magic, then who would think of undergoing dangerous magical transformations of the body inherited from your parents?
Looking at Tom without a nose, you will know how serious the sequelae and harm of magical transformation can be. How wonderful is the golden apple that melts in your mouth without affecting your appearance and brain.
If you have any choice.
Magic transformation, which is dangerous and involves loss of intelligence, is definitely not the first choice for wizards. Based on reality, Ian feels that the magical transformation of the human body probably originated from the extinction of the golden apple.
"Teacher Mara is really guilty. Fortunately, I am not a good person. Otherwise, my sense of morality and justice will definitely torture my heart to learn from her." Ian seemed to have a very clear self-awareness. He just felt that he He's not bad, but he doesn't think he's a good person.
He didn't even realize that he really wasn't very human sometimes.
“Level 8 still doesn’t seem to be the limit for Golden Apple.”
The words “Explosive Leap” behind the [Magic Power] column on Ian’s personal panel still exist, which naturally proves that His magic level will still be significantly increased for a short period of time.
Can you at least go up one level?
This is definitely good news for Ian. Although he does not have high requirements for magic power at his current age, who allowed him to awaken the extraordinary characteristic of [All Things Shaping] in a blurry illusion.
Gamp's basic transformation law is broken by this extraordinary characteristic. Ian has been able to do things that other wizards cannot do, including conjuring magic items and increasing the number of transformed items.
Of course.
Conjuring food and transforming dead objects into living objects can also be done, but according to Ian's current [Transformation] level, he can only use the influence of magic power to give nutrients to the conjured food.
The influence consumed will be huge.
However, the food will not return to its original state after the influence is cancelled--this may have touched the edge of eternal transformation, just like the breaking of another law that dead things can become living things.
Under normal circumstances, Professor McGonagall can turn the desk into a pig during the Transfiguration class, but when her magic no longer exerts its influence, the pig will still turn back into a table.
Of course Ian can't permanently give life to dead things, and maybe Ms. Ravenclaw can't do it either, but he can at least make the pork he conjured remain pork after being attacked by magic and die. form. It can be regarded as reaching the level of authority of the Creator, but there is still a long way to go.
Today.
Ian does not intend to try such a transformation. He only intends to try two other principles that are difficult for ordinary wizards to shake throughout their lives.
"Vera Verto!"
Ian sat at the table in the dormitory and cast a transformation spell on his water glass. The water glass split into three in an instant and then transformed into Little Jerry.
Although the Transfiguration Technique that has reached the fifth level is still not as lifelike as Professor McGonagall's leopard, it already has a sense of agility that makes it difficult to tell the difference between real and fake.
The most critical thing is the number of Little Jerrys. Three Little Jerrys transformed from one object can be regarded as something that other wizards cannot achieve even if they improve their transformation skills.
Of course.
For Ian, if he wants to achieve multiple transformations, the consumption of magic power will increase exponentially. The larger the number, the more terrifying the magic power that needs to be consumed.
“VeraVerto!”
Little Jerry appeared one after another. When the number reached twenty-four, Ian had already felt the limit, and the [influence] of his magic power was basically Completely released to the outside.
"It's not seventy-seven! Bad review!" While Ian was recovering his [influence], the group of little Jerrys on the table immediately turned into complete water glasses again.
The weakness of magic power is not serious. It is worth mentioning that the deformation of the soul is quite special. Once the soul is distorted, it cannot return to its original appearance even if the [influence] is revoked.
This is also the reason why the out-of-control transformation products cannot be reversed. The transformation of Voldemort's remnant soul in the trance hall will not permanently occupy Ian's magic power.
“VeraVerto!”
Different transformation spells will produce differences in the use of [influence], which can determine the difficulty of certain directional transformations, but now Ian only Controlling the basic transformation spell, the [influence] conversion efficiency of the transformation technique was obviously not very high, but he still completed another transformation of the water glass.
The water cup twisted and turned into a Sniff with a magical pocket. As for the transformation of magic items and even creatures, it is a transformation creation in which Ian temporarily gives magic power to himself.
Under normal circumstances.
The stronger the magic power given, the stronger the transformation creation will be. It is also possible to transform a paper tiger dragon, but the huge size of the dragon consumes a lot of magic power.
“My knowledge reserve will also affect the level of magic power consumption. If I am more familiar with the creation to be transformed, then I can reduce the magic power that needs to be consumed during the transformation process.”
Yi En made a summary.
Due to his unfamiliarity with space magic such as [Expansion Spell], even if it is just a Niffler, the burden of his magic power is far less than the magic power he pays.
Of course, this gap between effort and reward will inevitably be reduced as Ian learns about Sniff and the magical abilities possessed by Sniff. The same is true for magic creations. The more you understand the magic creations to be transformed, the lower the magic price you need to pay.
"To be able to achieve this level is actually quite incredible. I really don't know how once the legendary characteristics are awakened, it will be beyond the common understanding of the wizarding world." Ian finished amidst the grunts of his roommates. Even though I was trying out my new abilities, it was still raining heavily with continuous thunder outside.
Due to the awakening of the extraordinary characteristics of magic, Ian was delighted. Although he did not sleep for too long tonight, he was still full of energy and did not feel sleepy at all.
"Learn alchemy and relax." Ian dug out a few books borrowed from the library. The knowledge on the fragments of Teacher Mara's dress must be learned with the help of other basic books.
After all, the actual space of the dress fragment is limited, and it can only record more critical knowledge content, and the field of alchemy is definitely not something that can be summarized in a few words.
I am afraid that even if Teacher Mara took off the dress, the space on the dress would not be able to fully record alchemy. In fact, the fragments of the dress only show some directions in this field.
Say it again.
Compare today's books.
Ian can also learn different things.
The knowledge of the two eras always has its own advantages and disadvantages.
"Basics of Alchemy"
"Magic Flame Alchemy: From Dust to Universe"
"Magic Forge: A Fantasy Journey of Alchemy"
......
Whether it is the big killer promised to Aurora The gift in return came from Teacher Mara's supervision of regular assessments, as well as Ian's own interest and expectations for the transformation of magical creations.
These are the motivations for Ian to learn alchemy.
He was immersed in a sea of knowledge.
Work hard, be serious, focus, your proficiency is growing, and your ability is improving.
"Boom!"
Outside the window.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
It was as if there was a hole in the sky.
The deafening roar made Ian subconsciously raise his head and look outside.
See.
The world outside the window seemed to be shrouded in chaos. The rain was like countless silver ribbons, sliding crazily from the sky and intertwining into a huge water curtain.
The water flowing on the windows blocked most of the view.
From time to time, lightning would pierce the night sky, followed by rumbling thunder, shaking the entire space, adding a thrilling momentum to the rainstorm.
“How could there be fire?”
Ian looked out through the blurred window glass, and there were actually intertwined golden and orange flames in the thunderstorm in the distance, like a rising sky. The sun is generally warm and brilliant.
Are magical animals appearing?
The strong magic fluctuations are intoxicating and terrifying. There is power and authority in the fire, allowing Ian to still feel the special rhythm of magic even from a long distance away.
"I can see...its rhythm...is so clear, is it a qualitative change brought about by the increase in magic level?" Ian was not sure. The next moment he was attracted by the system on his personal panel.
[Observe and learn high-level compound arson spells, transfiguration proficiency +1, arson spell proficiency +3. Cruciatus Curse proficiency +5】
What the hell!
Forget about transfiguration and arson spells!
Why is there the Cruciatus Curse! ?
Are there any magical animals with such characteristics in the wizarding world?
......
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Just when Ian took out the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", he was ready to make up for his knowledge. When he was short of time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the dormitory.
"Wake up! Get up!"
It was the voice of the male prefect, Dietrich. It made a lot of noise, but it failed to wake up Ian's two roommates who were sleeping soundly.
“Dong-dong-dong!”
“Dong-dong-dong!”
The knocks on the door kept coming. Ian put away the books in confusion, walked to the door and opened it. At the door of the dormitory, the male prefect Dietrick was seen standing outside with a serious look on his face, holding a wand.
He looked very nervous and was still looking around, as if he was wary of something.
"What happened?"
Ian frowned.
This was his third day at Hogwarts, and no matter what, he felt like he was becoming restless again. The beautiful daily life he longed for seemed to have become a luxury.
“I don’t know which damn bastard actually put ash snakes in the castle. They are everywhere outside. They can come out from anywhere at any time!”
Male level Long Dietrick cursed through gritted teeth.
The creature he was talking about was called the Ash Snake, which Ian had seen in the "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" books. It was a short-lived and violent magical animal.
The body is thin and gray-white, with red eyes. It will emerge from the ashes of the fire, swim to a dark corner to lay eggs, and leave a trail of gray behind it.
The lifespan of the Fire Ash Snake is only one hour, but its reproductive ability is extremely amazing, and its danger level is not low, with a full XXX level of danger.
The Department for the Management of Magical Creatures has classified all known animals, people and ghosts into danger levels. There are five major categories. Level XXXXX represents extremely dangerous disasters.
Creatures of this level are famous wizard killers and cannot be tamed or bred in any way. Among them, X-level and XX-level are relatively harmless categories.
For example, the Flobber Armyworm, the Moon-Crazy Beast, and the traffic star Bowtruckle.
Magical animals that reach XXX level are those that can cause fatal harm to wizards. The fire-ash snake is one of them. Only wizards with a certain strength can handle this category of magical animals.
Although it is not as good as those of XXXX and XXXXX levels, according to the terrifying reproduction speed of fire ash snakes, even many powerful wizards will feel a headache if they are ignored.
Especially in a place like Hogwarts, where there are many young wizards, casualties of young wizards may occur if you are not careful. It is no wonder that the male prefect would come knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
I guess the same goes for other colleges.
"The professors asked everyone to go to the auditorium. No one can sleep peacefully tonight. The wizard who caused this will definitely be expelled from school or imprisoned in Azkaban."
Male Prefect Dietrick started knocking on the dormitory doors of other young Ravenclaw wizards.
"I just want to study! Is it so difficult?" Ian patted his forehead speechlessly, turned around and returned to the dormitory, giving each of his two sleeping roommates a large sum of money.
"Loyalty! Absolute loyalty!!"
"Don't eat me!! I'm not delicious!"
When the two roommates woke up, they all uttered sleep talk at the same time. They were all confusing words that made Ian confused. He didn't know what kind of dream they were indulging in before they woke up.
"What happened? It's not dawn yet?"
"Oh, Ian, my brother, thank you for saving me."
The expressions of the two people Different people sat on their beds, watching Ian throw their clothes to them, and they all didn't quite understand what was going on.
"The professors asked us to go to the auditorium. There is another problem at Hogwarts." Ian quickly changed into his robes and packed all his valuables on his body.
"Why do you say yes again?"
Although they still didn't understand the specific situation, the two people moved quickly. Michael put on his expansion bag, and William hugged his small magic desk lamp without power supply.
They followed Ian out of the dormitory. Many people had gathered in the common room, and the two prefects were on guard while counting the number of students.
“Petrify them all!”
There were also senior wizards helping. A fire ash snake emerged from the fireplace. It was instantly hit by the spell, and the fire ash snake was about to attack. The snake was immediately frozen in place.
The teaching level of Hogwarts is actually not bad, and the senior wizards all have a certain degree of fighting ability. However, the sudden attack made the young wizards panic and fearful.
"How could this happen!! Fire Ash Snake! It's Fire Ash Snake!"
"My dad lost an arm because of this kind of monster, help!"
"It's not that Hogwarts is the safest Where? I want to go home!”
“Where’s my sister? Isn’t she dead? I still want her to have all the gold Gallons she gave me! I’m going to continue taking Professor Ian’s class.”
...
They are all flowers in the greenhouse.
Facing the sudden chaos, everyone was very frightened. Several young wizards were attacked in the dormitory, and now they were crying and making noises in the team.
Fortunately, there are still senior wizards who are calm.
“There’s something not right about these things.”
Ian saw several corpses on the ground in the common room and frowned. The Ash Snake should not be such an aggressive creature.
Their mission is to lay eggs and die.
It is the instinct of these fire-ash snakes to avoid other creatures to reproduce. However, today's group of fire-ash snakes are uncharacteristically coming from all over the place to attack the little wizard.
“It’s a magical transformation.”
Penello came to Ian’s side vigilantly holding a wand.
"Can you help?"
She took a deep look at the outstanding-looking junior in front of her.
"Of course." Ian pulled out his wand. The petrification spell did have some effect on the Ash Snake, but he felt that this was just a temporary solution to the threat, not the root cause.
“Inflatus!”
Ian chanted a spell to a fire-ash snake crawling in from the window. The next moment, the body of the poor fire-ash snake began to It continued to expand until it exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"????"
Penello, who was standing nearby, couldn't help shaking her hand holding the wand when she saw this. She wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask. Is this really true? A swelling charm instead of a falling apart charm?
The senior students couldn't help but look sideways at this time.
However, the first and second grade wizards looked at Ian with admiration.
"The head count is done! Everyone, follow closely. The seniors should protect the junior students." The male prefect Dietrick finally gathered everyone at this time.
He was at the front.
Leading everyone towards the auditorium of Hogwarts——In addition to emotions such as nervousness, Ian also felt that the male prefect seemed to be a little excited?
Many senior seniors also have similar emotions.
“Putting what you have learned into practice, finally got a chance to practice...” Ian didn’t intend to be a transparent person among the crowd. After all, the kind-hearted seniors had already found him.
Pretending to be a pig?
No serious person likes to pretend to be a pig.
If you don’t pretend to be a pig, you can’t eat a tiger?
It doesn’t exist!
“Inflatus!”
“Inflatus!”
...
With the use of magic, skill proficiency is increasing, the expansion spell has been upgraded to one level, and the enlightenment of spell-free casting has arisen spontaneously, and it is another day to become stronger. Even for the ash snakes that had been immobilized by the seniors along the way, Ian gave them a swelling spell to permanently eliminate future troubles.
Who knows how long the students' spell will last? If you let one go, dozens more may breed! Ian felt from the bottom of his heart that he was helping his seniors wipe their butts.
However.
"Junior...you...do you have some special hobbies?" Penello seemed to have a different opinion about Ian. The more she looked at the exploding blood mist, the more she felt a little hairy.
"Ah?"
Ian turned his head in confusion, and with a shake of his little hand, another ash snake exploded into mist. He saved another classmate and felt that his moral sense was instantly full.
"Dumbledore wants me to tell you that he is the twin you are looking for." Penello did not dare to ask any more questions and could only use another thing to change the subject.
Being able to become a prefect of Ravenclaw among many smart people, Penello certainly knew what Dumbledore wanted her to do, and she also realized that her younger brother might be different from what she thought.
“Hiss!”
Now it was Ian's turn to tremble. The fluctuations in magic power caused a fire-ash snake to expand dozens of times, and the exploding blood mist directly sprayed onto many seniors who were guarding the junior students from the side.
"What should I do? I want to curse...but I'm afraid that he will accidentally put the curse on me." The seniors dared not speak out in anger, so they could only silently wipe the blood stains on their faces.
"Sure enough, such a handsome junior has such powerful magic. He must have been careless. I have to forgive him, otherwise it will definitely leave a bad impression on him."
The emotions of the senior students were very stable. They even glanced at each other. The expressions on their faces were more indifferent than the others, as if they were more informal than the others.
"Has Ian been secretly studying hard?" Qiu Zhang looked at Ian's performance and couldn't help asking in wonderment to the little Hei brother beside him, but the little Hei brother was a little absent-minded.
"No, he went to bed earlier than William. Hey, I don't know how Rebecca is doing, whether she is injured or not. How could such a dangerous disaster happen in Hogwarts."
He was worried. My own little black girl.
"It must have been someone from Slytherin." Qiu Zhang was quite prejudiced against Slytherin. She wanted to ask Ian about another roommate, but William ignored her at all. mean.
"Sure enough! So ruthless! He also knows how to intimidate others! He must be the number two figure of the future saints! It is only through the blessing of my ancestors that I have been allocated such a good dormitory!"
William was hiding in the crowd with excited eyes, staring at Ian in front of him. At this moment, the back of his roommate was rising infinitely, and he seemed to smell the glory and being praised by his family.
"Damn house elves, if it weren't for them, I would not only be able to help Ian with his homework, but also wash his shoes, socks and underwear. That would definitely bring us closer."
William seems like Not worried at all about the threat from the Fire Ash Snake.
"Perhaps, I can help Ian hold him while he pees. He took a long time to pee yesterday, and his hands must be very tired." It seems that he really can't find what he has left. Wherever something comes in handy.
Poor child.
Only eleven years old.
You will be forced by your family to flatter you.
“Bang!”
Everyone has their own thoughts.
Ian was still immersed in the shock that Ariana's brother was actually Dumbledore. Suddenly, when he was approaching the auditorium, there was a loud explosion in front of him.
It was the attack of the fire ash snake.
Let a Gryffindor wizard blow up half his arm while trying to juggle a snake.
He kept wailing and screaming.
Madam Pomfrey quickly rushed over and gave him temporary treatment. Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick and others were all struggling to resist the fire-ash snakes from all directions.
For them.
The Ash Snake is not a terrible threat.
However, there are too many fire ash snakes in the auditorium. These fire ash snakes seem to have received some order, and they have a feeling of concentrating their strength to capture the entire auditorium. Like a swarm of insects.
A single individual may be just a small toy, but a swarm of swarms is enough to put Hogwarts on alert. Thousands of fire-ash snakes were reflected in Ian's eyes.
In all directions.
A steady stream.
"Someone is controlling these ash snakes!" Professor McGonagall said firmly. She controlled dozens of armors in the castle, killing them the fastest among the ash snakes.
The sword skills of those armors are actually quite good. This is obviously due to the control of Professor McGonagall. After all, she is from Gryffindor and is the dean of Gryffindor.
"Little guys! Hurry in! We will seal the door! The senior students will help together and let Mag find where these damn fire ash snakes come from!"
Fo As soon as Professor Levi waved his wand, in the corridor of Ravenclaw students, the ash snakes that some senior wizards had been tired of dealing with instantly froze into snow sculptures.
“Quick!”
The two prefects led everyone into the auditorium, placed the crying little wizard, and immediately led the senior students to the gate to support the professor.
“Will we die here?”
Qiu Zhang was frightened by the number of ash snakes at the gate.
"Don't worry, the professors haven't used their full strength yet." Ian knew very well that today's professors did not use black magic, nor did they use magic that might cause serious damage to the castle.
"Professor McGonagall is going to find the source. I feel like something might happen to her." Qiu Zhang could not imagine how terrifying the source of the Ash Snakes was.
"You underestimate our Transfiguration teacher too much. Even our dean doesn't know more about taking risks than Professor McGonagall. There is a reason why she is asked to find the source." Ian's eyes kept looking around in the auditorium. , people from the other three colleges were already here, but he didn't see his good partner in Slytherin.
"Stop looking! Little Grindelwald is not here!"
Suddenly.
A voice with unusual dissatisfaction sounded in his ears, as if it was close at hand, yet far away in the horizon. Ian quickly turned his head to look, squatted down and saw someone behind the teacher's bench at the back of the auditorium. A stretcher.
Snape was lying on it with bandages all over his body.
Eyes closed.
It seems to have died.
"Uncle Snape!" Ian finally understood why Snape was not seen at the gate. It turned out that Snape had collapsed and was placed in the auditorium.
It shouldn’t be!
My good uncle is not weak!
"Oh my God! Merlin is on top! Uncle! What's wrong with you?" Ian was suddenly startled and ran towards Snape, but as soon as he got close to him, he realized something was wrong.
Snape was so energetic.
After he gets closer.
The cold, narrowed eyes he opened were still staring at him full of resentment.
"Call me Professor Snape!" Although Snape's voice was very low, it was full of anger and anger. He did not look like a seriously injured patient whose whole body should be covered with bandages.
This kind of injury.
High and low also have to be unconscious, right?
"Okay, Uncle Professor Snape, what's wrong with you?" Ian got closer and smelled the smell of herbs, but not all of them were the kind of herbs used to treat injuries.
Instead, it’s more like a bunch of expired futures mixed together.
"I thought you would ask where Miss Grindelwald went first." Snape snorted coldly, looking at Ian up and down.
No injuries were found, and he closed his eyes again.
"Did he be picked up by his family?" Ian guessed.
Snape did not give a direct response, but just snorted softly, still maintaining a state of pretending to be unconscious with his eyes closed, and pointed in the direction of the Slytherin student with one finger.
"I can't move. Keep an eye on that guy. Come and report to me whatever he does."
Following Snape's fingers and looking over, I saw, Among the people in Leitlin, there was a boy with a rather outstanding appearance and a head of 1.8 meters who was looking around.
It looks very sneaky.
"Who is that guy? Where is Marcus? And why didn't I see Dumbledore." Ian was still thinking about the person who framed him, and his friend and brother who might become his new backer.
Whether he can raise his seniority a little depends on Dumbledore's feelings for his sister!
"Dumbledore took Marcus Flint away. No one knows where that guy was taken. I am currently in a coma following Dumbledore's orders."
Snape's mouth didn't move, but he could make small sounds.
Ian felt that he didn't need to pretend to be so realistic. The two of them were now behind the teacher's chair on the high platform, and no one, including the Slytherin students, paid attention to the seriously injured Snape.
Everyone was attracted by the intense scene at the gate.
“Why do you want me to pay attention to this person?” Ian almost looked at the guy who was looking around furtively, but fortunately, he fell on Snape in time and pretended to cry.
"Afrison Carrow, a seventh-grade student with very good grades, will graduate soon. Unfortunately, he will probably have to go to Azka class to repent for the rest of his life." Snape He snorted and pushed Ian away. He seems to have control over a lot of information, and it seems that the person who created the Ash Snake is probably this Slytherin student.
It’s completely unexpected.
"The twenty-eight sacred tribes."
Ian pursed his lips.
"Keep an eye on him and tell me what he wants to do." Snape remained in the state of lying dead.
“Can’t we give you some benefits!”
Ian muttered.
"You are protecting your school!" Snape responded angrily. Ian also wanted to ask related questions, but he didn't want to answer him at all.
"Hey, you got me. Indeed, Hogwarts and I are good buddies, and I must protect it." Ian got out from under the table in the classroom.
trotted back to the center of the auditorium where a large number of people had gathered.
"Ian, is Snape really dead? I heard that his head fell off!"
A young wizard asked about the Potions Professor. Obviously, Ge The students of Llanffindor were able to persevere in spreading rumors about Snape no matter what the circumstances.
"Probably not yet?"
Ian looked at the direction where Snape's body was lying, and then, following Snape's instructions, he paid attention to seventh-grade student Averyson Carrow from time to time. trend.
This guy seemed very nervous. He clenched his fists and did not go out to help the professor with other senior students. He just paced back and forth in the auditorium and hesitated.
“You’re still alive even if your head falls off?”
The little wizards kept exclaiming.
"..."
Ian couldn't hold himself tight.
"Professor Snape's Potions class is not as good as yours. Maybe you can become our new Potions teacher." The little wizard who had attended Ian's cram school before said whimsically.
First grade.
This is the time to let your imagination run wild.
"Stop it, Professor Snape is very vindictive. I call him a few words of good uncle, and he plans to torment me." Ian has been distractedly observing Slytherin.
At this time.
He found that Afrison Carlo seemed to have made up his mind, quietly walked towards the sealed side door, and used a magic that seemed to be a wall penetration technique to pass through directly as if there was nothing.
"Pure-blood families are rich in knowledge! This magic is not in the textbooks!" Ian followed quickly. He could only use the unlocking spell to climb out of the sealed window next to him.
There are not many ash snakes out there.
It seems that they are basically concentrated in the direction of the main entrance of the auditorium.
“Where are the people!”
This is not Ian’s doubt.
But Snape, who had been lying dead for a while, wanted to squint to see the situation, but happened to see Ian's butt and squeezed out from the window.
Ian sealed the window again.
"Damn! Idiot! I just told you to stare at him!"
Snape sat up in shock while dying!
Fake corpse in situ!
Suddenly there was a chorus of exclamations in the auditorium shouting that Merlin is the best, this is a medical miracle.
“Snape turned into a ghost!”
There were other voices too.
……
The corridor winds endlessly.
Except for the Fire Ash Snake that jumped out from time to time, no other wizards could be found. There seemed to be something about Afrison Carlo that would not be noticed by the Fire Ash Snake.
He walked non-stop towards the stairs.
"Eighth floor."
Ian hid in the shadow of the corner, watching Afrison Carlo climb all the way up. From the stairs chosen by the other party, he judged the other party's height. Where the goal is.
Think about it for a moment.
Ian turned around and went to the stairs in the other direction. Along the way, ash snakes kept attacking. Since there was no audience, Ian chose to practice other skills.
“The divine front is invisible!”
This is a spell with unlimited potential. Ian thinks it is worth studying more than Avada. If he can practice cutting the souls of living people, his good uncle will definitely go down in history.
"Damn! It's not in there! It's really not in there!!"
Eighth floor.
When Ian reaches the corner.
Afrison Carlo walked out of the Room of Requirement in a panic.
"Who! Who stole his thing! I have to find it! I have to find it for him! Otherwise he will definitely kill me... He will even let my dad do it himself!"
Afrison Carlo stood restlessly at the door. He was pacing repeatedly with fear, the hand holding the wand was shaking violently, and the voice he was talking to himself was also filled with extreme fear.
"Tell me! Who is it! Who has been in here! Take away that damn junk!" As fear continued to grow, Afrison Carlo could only seize the possibility of hope.
He pressed his wand against the portrait of Barnabas the Fool, trying to get a definite answer from the portrait. This was obviously a desperate act of madness.
"You must have seen it. You have been here all this time. Tell me, or I will burn you with fierce fire!" I don't know if he is just threatening silly Barnabas or if he really controls such a profound thing. magic.
"I'm just a painting."
Silly Barnabas is being beaten continuously by the troll.
"Burn it, burn it. I've had enough of this damn troll for a long time. Anyway, my real soul must have found the one in the underworld that can learn such a beautiful dance."
Silly Barnabas did not take Allison Carlo's threat seriously.
He is still so persistent.
"Do you think I dare not! I can't live! Then no one should live! Everyone must die with me!" Afrison Carlo was extremely emotional.
"Yes! I will die! I released the Ash Snake. If that person doesn't kill me, Dumbledore will kill me. My supposedly bright life has been ruined!"
"I'm going to die. Those guys who are weaker than me and of lower blood will definitely treat me as a joke. I will never allow such a thing to happen!"
Extremely hysterical roars and roar.
He seemed a little out of control.
"Either tell me where the damn crown is! Or you and the whole Hogwarts will die with me! Do you think it will be difficult for the Fire Curse to get Carlo, who is of noble blood?"
"I It will burn everything!”
Afrison Carlo’s wand began to glow, as if it was about to release a spell.
"You want Ravenclaw's diadem?"
Suddenly.
A childish voice came from behind him.
In panic.
Afrison Carlo turned around suddenly and found a little wizard whose height had not reached his chest, standing not far away holding an extremely bright crown.
"Prince...Snape brat, you are following me!" Afrison Carrow roared in a low voice, his expression becoming more and more restless.
A young wizard could spot something wrong with him.
He didn't believe that the headmaster of Hogwarts couldn't detect his abnormality.
“Give it to me!”
Afrison Carlo knew that his only way to survive was to leave with the thing that the master ordered to find. Only in this way could he Can save this little life of his.
Wanted by the Ministry of Magic.
It is better than death.
"What if I say no?"
The little wizard tilted his head and played with the crown in his hand.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A green light lit up.
Afrison Carlo has no intention of continuing to talk nonsense. If he stays here for a quarter of an hour longer, he may be caught and killed by the imp of the dean of the college.
Anyway, it is said that Snape betrayed that lord.
“It’s really impatient.”
The little wizard just raised his wand, took the fatal life-killing curse, and transferred it and threw it to the wall next to him, and it was dark for a while The front is covered with spiderweb-like green.
The texture is very thin.
However, some walls are peeling off.
"Impossible! How could you...how could you catch the Death Curse!?" Afrison Carlo was shocked and took a few steps back with an expression full of disbelief.
"Weak magic power, insignificant murderous intention... The Dark Lord sends people like you to do things for him?" The thin little wizard slowly approached Afrison Carlo.
The strong man, who was much bigger than the little wizard, only felt a kind of absurd and incredible feeling. How could a first-year student accept his death curse?
And!
And they made fun of him!
"Dark Lord! You know the Dark Lord! How dare you steal his things!" Alfredson Carlo became even more horrified. He looked at the young wizard in front of him with an immature face.
I only felt a terrible chill down my spine.
"Why not? Just try your own edge."
The little wizard tilted his head.
The meaning of the words shocked Afrison Carlo.
"Madman! You are a madman! Monster!"
"Heart-breaking!"
Being worthy of being a descendant of the Death Eater family, he actually controls two of the three skills of Hogwarts. , his wand bloomed with red light, but the little wizard who kept approaching did not avoid it.
Not even raising the wand.
The little wizard's body has absorbed the pain that can make life worse than death.
His face does not change color.
He didn’t even frown.
"Impossible!! No!! This is an illusion!!! It must be an illusion!" Afrison Carlo's face was full of horror. He stumbled back and screamed loudly.
"Impossible? If you can't even recognize a crown, how do you know...what is possible in this world?"
The little wizard passed by the portrait of silly Barnabas. , the ballet teacher with his butt stuck out and being beaten wildly was staring at Afrison Carlo outside the frame with the look of a real fool.
really.
Silly Barnabas just has a brain problem, not really stupid.
"Kill him! Kill this monster!" Afrison Carlo suddenly took out a ruby, and then shouted at the bit of red mist floating in the ruby.
The next moment.
Many fire-ash snakes suddenly emerged from the surroundings, and then climbed onto the little wizard's body, and then exploded, causing the little wizard to retreat one after another, and his expression became dull.
"Death! Die!"
Afrison Carlo saw the laurel wreath that fell to the ground and rushed to pick it up. He did not pay attention to the first grader who was attacked by the ash snake. wizard.
"I have to burn down this school! And then leave! I can't let those lowly guys laugh at me for becoming a fugitive!" After getting the target item, however, Afrison Carlo still felt in his heart I want to vent my hatred and resentment that I can no longer have a bright future in Hogwarts.
He was going to cast a spell.
But, not before he could recite the incantation.
"Do you like to play with fire?"
It was that childish voice again, but this time it came from another direction. Before Allison Carlo could be surprised, Turn around and look over.
"Then...as you wish."
On the ground.
The raging blue flames spread along the floor in the corridor. Countless fire-ash snakes emerged from this terrifying color and turned into ashes. The creatures that were originally born in the fire were as fragile as straw at this moment. .
It collapses at the first touch and turns into nothingness.
“You!!”
Afrison Carlo’s eyes widened in disbelief. He was surrounded by a circle of terrifying fire. His face was pale and frightened. I was extremely surprised to see Ian walking out from another corner.
Turn around and look at "Ian" who was knocked down.
It was actually just a pair of decorative armor that showed its prototype.
"Snape said your destination is Azkaban..."
Ian looked at Allison Carrow's wand and wanted to see the green light. The next moment, the surging fire could only It followed Afrison Carlo's heels and spread to this person's whole body.
"It's just a pity that you didn't give yourself a way to survive." Ian turned his head and did not look at the senior who was screaming and turning into ashes. His eyes met the silly Barnabas in the portrait. Together.
“No one saw it.”
Silly Barnabas spoke softly.
His attitude was completely different from when he treated Allison Carlo.
"Thank you, but this is no longer something that can be concealed." Ian turned his head and looked in the direction of the corridor, where a hurried black figure was running quickly.
"Damn brat!"
With no bandages on his body, Snape rushed to the corridor with his wand raised. However, the scene that caught his eye made him tremble all over and he was stunned. He stood there stunned.
“What did you do.”
for a long time.
A hoarse voice broke the silence.
Snape never imagined that he would see such a scene. The young figure stood quietly holding a wand, and the terrifying fire surrounded the boy and was running wildly.
There are still a steady stream of ash snakes emerging.
Just.
There is no need to worry about it anymore.
"As you can see...I am protecting our school."
Fierce fire shone on his face.
The ashes fell like snowflakes.
Standing between the surging waves of hot air.
Ian responded softly.
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