Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

There was a sudden loud banging on the door and loud footsteps, and a moment later Professor McGonagall burst into the room, followed by Snape, Quirrell last.Quirrell only glanced at the troll's pile of minced meat, and his face was pale and terrifying. He sat on a toilet bowl, clutching his chest tightly.

Snape glanced at the dilapidated room, then bent down to see what the troll left behind.Professor McGonagall looked at Augustus.The eyes are weird.

"Who will tell me what's going on?! What the hell are you playing?" Professor McGonagall turned his head to look at Harry and Ron, who were hesitating to speak, and took another look, still squatting on the ground unable to see Hermione with a clear expression.

"Obviously, the only son of the Julius family, Mr. Augustus, all this is caused by you? Although I don't know what kind of spell can exert such a great destructive power, but at the level of Harry and Ron It's impossible to do such magic." Snape stood up and stared at Augustus's usual cold pupils with a hint of a smile.

"Augustus, you did this?" Professor McGonagall looked at Augustus in amazement.

"Please don't, Professor McGonagall—they're looking for me, and I'm looking for the troll, because I—I thought I could handle it alone, you know, because I've read about them and am very fond of them. Understood. It was Mr. Augustus who saved me in the end, because my recklessness caused everyone to be like this." Hermione finally struggled to stand up.

"Now everything is clear. The arrogant Miss Granger thought she could deal with the troll alone, and she left the crowd to challenge the troll alone, but Augustus saved her when Granger was in danger. The whole thing is So?" Snape's languid voice made Hermione turn pale.Harry and Ron lowered their heads guiltily. If they hadn't locked the door, Hermione would not have been in danger.Harry and Ron hadn't expected Hermione to lie about them.

Professor McGonagall's lips trembled a little, why did the Gryffindor students act like idiots every time they compared with Augustus. "Miss Granger, you silly girl, how can you think that you can deal with a mountainous troll by yourself? Miss Granger, Gryffindor will be deducted ten points for this incident, said Professor McGonagall. "I'm very disappointed in you. If you're not hurt at all, you'd better go back to Gryffindor Castle. The students are having Halloween dinner in their houses."

Hermione left.

Looking at Harry and Ron who were standing with Augustus who were still in shock, Professor McGonagall glanced at them in disappointment, then turned to Augustus and said, "Mr. Augustus, as a first-year The strength of the students against the trolls, you are not only very courageous, but also worthy of praise for your talent, so Slytheringa [-] points. Alright, you three also go back to the castle." After finishing speaking, he turned and left, Snape was satisfied Glancing at Augustus, he also turned and left. The last one to leave was Professor Quirrell. Before leaving, he stared at Augustus complicatedly for a while.

"Why does Professor Quirrell look at you like that." The three of them came out of the women's room and were about to go back to the castle.Ron asked Augustus a little strangely.

"Perhaps he thought it humiliating for a first year to defeat a troll that scared him back into the Great Hall," Harry speculated.

Augustus didn't make a sound, only he clearly felt that there was a rather evil force on Quirrell just now, and the strange fluctuations close to the legendary field seemed to be probing him.Unexpectedly, Professor Quirrell, who has always been weak and stuttering, would hide it so deeply. It seems that his feelings towards him were not wrong when he first saw him. Things seemed to be getting more interesting, and a smile appeared on the corner of Augustus's mouth.

After entering November, the weather becomes very cold.The mountains around the school are gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake is as cold and hard as tempered steel.Every morning there is frost on the ground.Hagrid could be seen from an upstairs window, wrapped in a long moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves, and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

Recently, Harry Ron and Hermione seem to have formed a trio. Except for classes, they always wander around mysteriously, but Augustus, who always likes to borrow books from the library, can often When I met them in the library, every time I saw Augustus, Harry always had a serious look on his mind.Augustus didn't ask too much, the thoughts of young people are always poetry, so why bother.

The Quidditch season had begun. Even if Augustus, the hidden prefect of Slytherin, didn't want to waste time watching a group of people ride back and forth on broomsticks, he still had to go to the scene to supervise the discipline of the new Slytherin students.

This morning, the weather was sunny and cold.The restaurant smelled tantalizingly of grilling sausages, and everyone chatted happily in anticipation of a good Quidditch game.By eleven o'clock, it seemed the whole school was in the stands around the Quidditch pitch.Many students also brought binoculars.The seats are literally raised to mid-air, but it's still hard to see the game at times.

"Everyone, please get on your broomsticks."

Mrs. Hooch blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen broomsticks rose from the ground and rose high into the sky.The game begins.

The game was intense, of course, from the perspective of the whole school, but to Augustus, fifteen ugly broomsticks were flying around in the sky, and several oval balls were being thrown around. Go, it really can't attract him much.While observing the little people flying around on the pitch, Augustus casually listened to Malfoy's cursing.

In the middle of the game, Harry's broomstick, which had been wandering around, suddenly shook frighteningly, and then turned left and right in the air, shaking violently from time to time, and his broomstick began to fluctuate. Tumbling and rolling, Harry could barely hold on without falling.Suddenly, there was another frantic twist on the broomstick, and Harry was thrown off by it.He now hangs in the air with only one hand on the handle of the broom.

Augustus squinted his eyes. It seemed that someone was casting a curse on Harry, and he was about to use his probing eyes to quickly scan the entire scene in a large area to find the person who cast the spell.Hermione suddenly walked through the crowd and came to Augustus.

"It's Snape, it's Snape who is cursing Harry." Hermione anxiously took out the binoculars to Augustus, pointing at Snape in the teacher's seat.

Augustus didn't pick up the binoculars that Hermione handed over, and threw a zero-level spell detection spell on Snape. Augustus wanted to identify what hex spell he was casting. To Augustus' surprise, The detect spell returned that Snape was casting a protective spell, clearly protecting Harry.Facing Harry's broom, he placed a quick prison in the air, temporarily stabilizing Harry's broom.

The eye of inquiry began to continue to function. Soon, the eye of inquiry found Professor Quirrell who was reciting a spell in a seat slightly above the teacher's bench. He was still detecting the spell. Gustus breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed Professor Quirrell who was casting the curse on Harry.Now that the target is determined, it will be easy to handle later. Augustus pulled out his wand, and a first-level necromancy spell, panic, shot at Quirrell silently. , the curse that has been cast was directly interrupted.However, what surprised Augustus was that generally people below his level would be affected by the panic spell for 5 seconds. Quirrell only woke up after 2 seconds. Could it be that Quirrell's strength has reached a level close to legendary? The point of the field?After waking up, Quirrell looked around in horror, then quickly hid his wand in his robe, and hurriedly turned and left the venue.

Harry's broom fell completely silent, and high in the air Harry was suddenly able to climb back onto the handle.Hermione thanked Augustus warmly and returned to the Gryffindor table.Harry dived so fast towards the ground that he was seen putting his hands over his mouth as if about to vomit - he landed on all fours - coughed - something golden fell into his palm.

"I caught the Snitch!" he yelled, swinging the ball high over his head, and the game ended in chaos.Augustus looked at the congratulating Gryffindor students, Professor McGonagall with a smile on his face, and many gloomy and depressed Slytherin students.It seemed that Quidditch was really a popular sport, and Augustus, who was walking in the crowd, was silent.

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