Moonlight Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 131 Strangling a Chick to Death
The three of them were busy from morning to afternoon, during which there were some difficulties, but in the end they could not avoid the help of magic. In addition, some floors were too infested by insects, so they had to buy some new planks to re-lay the floor. , In addition, a lot of furniture has to be replaced again, and by the time they are done, the sun has come from the east to the west.

Professor McGonagall took them to a cellar. Unlike the houses above the cellar, although it was covered with dust, there were no traces of decay. The reason was simple. There were several bookshelves of magic in this cellar. Books, if the protective measures are not in place, this must be the first place to be corroded.

"I thought I was going to take these things to the grave," Mr. McGonagall said softly, "I didn't expect to meet you two, so...these books belong to you."

Ai Wen stepped forward, took a very thick book from the shelf, and wiped the dust on it lightly, revealing the name of the book: "Material Conjecture", the author is Minerva Mai grid.

open.

Although the name is very common, the knowledge in it can no longer be described as precious. This is the content that Mr. McGonagall sorted out after countless times of screening and repeated calculations. Ai Wen closed the book and put it away Back to the bookshelf.

"Teacher, let's come and get it when we need it. Anyway, it's not far from here, and we can clean it when we come."

"Alright." Mrs. McGonagall nodded and walked upstairs. When she came down, she had recorded the magic fluctuations of Ivan and Hermione, and the two of them could come in and out here at will, so she was right. I'm not worried about this, as for the defensive measures... Hehe.

Sitting on the sofa with Mr. McGonagall, there were already a lot of things on the table that I just bought along the way. Ivan sat down on the sofa, then slumped backwards, and collapsed on Hermione's body , Hermione pushed slightly, but if she didn't push, she stopped pushing.

Teacher McGonagall sat across from them, and with a finger point, two cups of sugar-free milk tea flew in front of them, and they reached out to take them.

"About the conjecture you made about the elemental spell, I read your notes carefully. It is indeed a very genius conjecture. If your conjecture is successful, it may subvert the pattern of the magic world." McGonagall The teacher also picked up a cup of milk tea and sipped it lightly.

"But the problem is precisely here. Your thinking is too advanced. Many of the theories you put forward are only based on the theories you can learn now, which is what Ivan you often say, your cognition limits your knowledge. Thoughts, like... transfiguration may not be able to directly affect matter."

Saying so, Mrs. McGonagall held milk tea in her left hand and stretched out her right hand. A small flame appeared in the palm of her hand, and then under Ivan's gaze, it turned into a long burning stick. Spear, and then the spear continued to change, turning into an eagle with wings ready to fly.

"Of course, my approach is different from yours. The idea you put forward is that the moment the magic is formed, it will directly turn into a spear. After thinking about it carefully, I found that there is a fatal mistake in your idea."

Mr. McGonagall extinguished the flame with his backhand, and then continued,

"You have overlooked a very important point, that is, the magic power of our wizards comes from ourselves. The process of casting spells is to first export our own magic power from the body, and then cast spells, but at that time, the magic power has already been used. We guided it out, and we couldn’t achieve your idea at all, that is to say, your idea is contradictory at all, unless..."

"Unless I can directly use the magic power from the outside world!" Ivan took the words of Mr. McGonagall, "But then there will be new problems, first, whether the outside world has magic power; perception!"

Hearing Ivan's answer, Mr. McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, that's why I said that your idea is likely to directly overturn the structure of our magic world..."

At the end, Mr. McGonagall hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Actually, I don't know if it's a good thing that you are so good. There was once a man named Grindelwald who tried to break the secrecy." Law, from a certain point of view, he is also subverting the pattern of the magic world, I don't think this is a heinous thing, but you have also seen the result, he is now called the first generation of Dark Lord."

"Don't worry, Mr. McGonagall, with me here, I will definitely not let Ivan become the Dark Lord." At this moment, Hermione said suddenly, and Ivan curled his lips in disdain when he heard this, and Hermione immediately patted Touched his head, "Why, don't you believe it?"

"Believe it or not, let's not talk about it," Ivan pushed back with his hands, and squinted at Hermione with his eyes, "Supposing I really became the Dark Lord, wouldn't you stand beside me?"

Hermione wanted to retort at first, but she swallowed the words, and she suddenly found that she couldn't say no.

then……

She heard Ivan's proud voice ringing out,
"Look, you hesitated, but it's okay, if you don't stand up, don't stand up," Ai Wen said, breaking his fingers, "Anyway, I don't believe that Aishara was still sleeping at that time, having Aishara is equivalent to having a moon." Wolf, unicorns are so familiar to me. My ancestors still have a covenant with Aishara, and I probably don’t know how to go to the theater. Last time we went to the centaur tribe, although I don’t know why, but the centaurs seem to listen to me very much Look... Good guy, I didn't expect me to be so powerful, Hermione, are you sure you're not on my side?"

After I finished speaking, Ivan looked up, only to find that Hermione's face was getting darker and darker...

"Ahem, I just said that I was joking, do you believe it?" Ivan coughed lightly, wanting to explain, but Hermione had already pinned him on the sofa with a Shaolin grasper.

"I was wrong, Hermione! I definitely don't want to be the Dark Lord!"

"Do you think it's too late for you to admit your mistake?" Hermione pressed Ivan's arm and said viciously, "Dark Lord Ivan Tash? It's so majestic to say it out, return Aishara, return Yue Wolves, unicorns and centaurs, why don't you fly up to the sky and stand side by side with the sun?"

"Isn't that because I'm not capable enough?"

"That is to say, you dare to fly if you are capable enough, right?" Hermione took a breath, and Ivan gasped. This girl is really angry, so begging for mercy to save her life is the key, right?

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On this day, our great protagonist: A little dream that suddenly flashed in the mind of our great protagonist: Ivan Tash: to become the Dark Lord, was snuffed out by the powerful and invincible heroine: Hermione with a single slap.

Like strangling a chick.

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(End of this chapter)