The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 113 Norlin's Patron Saint
The Gryffindor trio were having their first night tour in Hogwarts Castle, while Noreen stood in the Room of Requirement with an indifferent expression.

When Harry entered school, he decided that the trio thing could be avoided if possible.He had enough of his own affairs, so he didn't have time to take risks with them.

Norin decided to speed up his progress, and tonight, he was going to try the Patronus Charm.

The Patronus Charm is a spell with a wide range of uses. In addition to the most basic function of resisting dementors, it also has many functions such as sending letters and assisting in combat.

To cast the Patronus Charm, one must make every effort to recall a happy event.This is a very deep curse, which is the embodiment of a person's heart.

Norlin found that most of these advanced spells were driven by emotions, like the Avada Kedavra, which required extremely deep malice to be released.

Noreen swallowed a bottle of euphoria, which Snape asked for, which could increase the success rate of casting the Patronus Charm.

He sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.

happy thing...

Nuo Lin's mind gradually emptied, his thoughts reverberated, and scenes of the past flashed back like ordinary movies in his mind.

In the end, a certain segment was fixed in his mind.

An unruly ronin held a sword at his waist, and his long hair was blown back by the gust of wind.His elegant figure shuttled back and forth among the heavily armed soldiers, and the long sword was unsheathed and swept across, shouting in his mouth:
"Hasa!"

A whirlwind condensed on his sword, and a glittering golden sign flashed above his head. The whirlwind swept forward, and his figure disappeared instantly, appearing at the top of the whirlwind, shouting:

"Atoli can hurt too!"

Afterwards, he stepped on the soldiers and marched forward, with countless golden question marks behind him.

A smile couldn't help but appear on Norin's face, the wand in his hand shook violently, and he shouted intently:

"Call God Guard!"

The magic power in the body quickly flowed to a certain place, and Norin felt a throbbing in his heart, as if something was about to come back to the sky.

Wisps of silvery smoke slowly flowed from the tip of the wand, seemingly without end.The smoke quickly spread throughout the room, and it didn't stop until Norlin felt that the magic power in his body was slightly exhausted.

Norin was secretly startled. Apart from sealing the curse for Elena's mother, he had never used so much magic power at one time.This also made him look forward to his patron saint even more.

The smoke slowly condensed together, vaguely revealing the appearance of a human.

Norin narrowed his eyes and looked intently.

The silver-white translucent patron saint is like a ghost in the fog.It has a pair of delicate wings, and under the wings is an extremely delicate humanoid creature.

Its slender figure hangs in the air, and there is also a pale golden mark on its forehead. Its expression is indifferent, and its wings surround its body, like an indifferent god.

The patron saint looked at Norin on the ground, and nodded slightly.

Noreen didn't know whether to be surprised or worried.Such a flirtatious patron saint is simply out of tune with other people's patron saints. The other people's patron saints are all animals, so he becomes an angel?
Fortunately, Norin vaguely remembered that Dumbledore's Patronus was a phoenix, which was also a magical creature, so he slowly felt relieved.

"Okay, come back."

Norin said softly, the Patronus silently glanced at him, and turned into silvery white smoke again, pouring back into the wand.

Unexpectedly smooth.

Norling walked out of the Room of Requirement contentedly, and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

The next day, Norin found that the little lions of Gryffindor had calmed down a lot, presumably because they were intimidated by the road in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor.

"Harry and Ron have indeed inherited our fine tradition, and asked me yesterday for a special potion against Mrs. Norris."

George said with satisfaction.Fred smiled and nudged Noreen with his elbow,

"Norlin, is there any other good stuff like that? That potion is really useful, and Mrs. Norris is as if her nose is out of order."

Norlin shook his head, "No, I don't have time to tinker with these recently. The special potion plus the illusion potion should be enough for you to play."

"Speaking of the illusion potion, when we wanted to sneak to Hogsmeade a few days ago, the passage behind the mirror on the fifth floor collapsed. We walked through it last semester."

George scratched his head in doubt, "Dumbledore couldn't have discovered it and collapsed the secret passage, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case." Norlin said with a smile.

"I just said Malfoy was playing tricks on you!"

On the other side, Hermione had lingering fears on her face and scolded unhappily.

"Cunning Malfoy!"

Ron also stared angrily in the direction of the Slytherin table, "I have a bad conscience."

Harry was equally annoyed, but was soon distracted by a package on the table.Someone gave him a broomstick.

"Nimbus 2000!" Ron exclaimed enviously, "I've never even touched it."

"Who sent it?"

Although Hermione was still angry, she couldn't help asking curiously.Brooms of this quality come at a premium.

"You're lucky you haven't been expelled."

Before Harry could answer Hermione's question, Malfoy walked over with two followers, looked at the things on the table, with mixed expressions of jealousy and resentment on his face,
"You expect to be punished, Potter, first years are not allowed to play this."

"A villain who doesn't believe what he says."

Harry glanced at him and said coldly.

"Malfoy, open your eyes and take a good look. This is Nimbus 2000. You said you have a handful at home, comet 260? It's not bad, but it's not at the same level as Nimbus."

Ron couldn't bear it either, and sneered.

"Weasley, you can't even afford half a broom handle." Malfoy shot back ferociously.

Before Ron could answer, Harry showed a weird smile:

"Speaking of which, it's thanks to you that I got it, Malfoy. If you hadn't snatched Neville's memory ball..."

Malfoy froze, anger and confusion mixed on his face.He had hoped with great anticipation that last night Harry and Ron would be caught and sent home a dragon, and instead of sitting here the next day they were safe and sound, with an extra Nimbus 2000.

Jealousy made him unrecognizable.

"Just wait and see, Potter, I don't believe you have such good luck every time."

Malfoy said angrily.

"Maybe Harry's luck will only improve."

Even though she was very dissatisfied with Harry and Ron's behavior, Hermione was a Gryffindor after all, so she couldn't help retorting.

"What, do you think you can join our conversation, Miss Know-It-All? You're just a Mudblood..."

Malfoy's mentality collapsed, and Hermione, who saw the Muggle-born whom he had always looked down upon, also spoke out against him, subconsciously said.

(End of this chapter)