Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 103
"Maybe it's too late for us to go now." Hugo glanced around nervously, and continued in a low voice: "But that's the professor! He can take the painting away, how can we take it away?"

Maureen knew that Hugo was right to worry. It was useless to go to Professor Charles now. He had no reason to bring the painting over. Even going to Principal McGonagall would not help.One is a first-year freshman, and the other is a kind professor. It is self-evident who the principal will trust.

"Then are we going to look for this man like looking for another portrait of Sir Cadogan?" Hugo asked.

Maureen shook his head: "This painting is different from Sir Cadogan's portrait. Sir Cadogan can shuttle between his own portraits, but Payngard's painting is not a portrait at all. If it is destroyed, it is really destroyed. "

"Then we can report Professor Charles!" Hugo suggested.

"If we report the loss of the portrait, I feel that we will be framed." Mo Lin said helplessly. As long as Professor Charles pushes the responsibility to them, Mo Lin and Hugo will have a hard time arguing.

Hugo looked even worse, and he took a bite of the beef: "I shouldn't have agreed to help with this!"

The two of them have nothing to do, the only clue that may know the truth has been cut off by Professor Charles, and now they can only take one step at a time.

But what Mo Lin didn't expect was that what they were worried about didn't happen. Three days later, the painting of Payngade had been hung back, and it wasn't taken away as Mo Lin and Hugo guessed. Professor Charles was ruined.

"It's weird, isn't it? Professor Charles should have destroyed it." Hugo said in surprise.

The two of them stood by the fence of the corridor on the seventh floor, looking at the painting of Payingade hanging on the opposite wall, their doubts deepened.

"You sound like you want it to be destroyed." Mo Lin looked at the painting from a distance, but the feeling of being peeped by the person in the painting has disappeared.

"That's not true, it's just that it's not normal. Maybe Professor Charles has found out? It's better this way, and we don't have to worry about it all the time," Hugo said.

Mo Lin looked around again, and found that the paintings they had taken down from the wall last time had been hung back up again. It seemed that Professor Charles had repaired them all by himself with magic.The people in those paintings should chat, eat and eat, and those who should conquer the sea continue to conquer the sea.

"Or maybe the person in the painting hiding in the house has already been dealt with by Professor Charles?" Mo Lin guessed in his heart.

But there is no way to verify this matter. Payngade's painting is some distance away from them. Unless Maureen rides a flying broomstick, it will be difficult to get close to them. Riding a flying broomstick in the castle is against school regulations. He doesn't want to Caught by a grumpy Filch.

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The next few weekends were uneventful, and apart from the weekly Quidditch match, there was very little for Maureen to worry about.He also learned from Arnock about the clear water spell that is not afraid of fire. It is not easy to master this spell, because Arnock made a fire himself and asked Molin to extinguish the flame with water, but every time Molin's wand sprayed The water that comes out is evaporated before it gets close.

Sometimes Arnock felt bored, so he blew casually, and those wandering flames rushed towards Maureen, and the billowing black smoke enveloped Maureen, turning him into a black man.

"It's immoral!" Maureen angrily sprayed a stream of water with his wand, poured it over his head, showered himself, and then dried his clothes with a dehydrating spell.

"Look, with your level of magic, you can't stop me blowing, tsk tsk, young people have to keep working hard!" Arnock couldn't stop laughing, he always likes to practice magic in Molin Play some pranks while cursing.

"It's useless for you to compare with me. You should compare with Principal Dumbledore. By the way, which of the two of you is better at magic?" Molin asked casually.

"Guess." Anok blinked.

"I guess it's you."

"Good boy, you have good vision. I like your frankness!" Anok looked satisfied, but then changed the subject: "It's useless for you to compliment me. I'll tell you when I'm happy."

"Then I don't have my conscience. I think Principal Dumbledore is very powerful. Maybe you are in front of him, just like I am in front of you."

Anock picked up his crutches and gave Maureen a stick, and said with his eyes wide open, "Am I as miserable as you!"

"Then prove it to me! Everyone knows Principal Dumbledore, but who knows your name!"

"Anyway, I'm better than you." Anok took another breath, and the billowing smoke enveloped Mo Lin again.

Maureen gritted his teeth angrily.

Anok is used to Molin always coming to trick him, and now he speaks impeccably, and Molin still doesn't know about Anok's identity. K would blow off a breath to change the subject.

"When I come back from Christmas, I will teach you how to transform the flames cast. At that time, if there is a conflict between your classmates, you can make the flame magic more flexible, and you can also use the opponent's magic for your own use. .” Arnock stood up and stretched.

"The dean said that students should get along well with each other, love each other, and not use magic to fight at will." Mo Lin said solemnly.

"You did it?" Anok looked at Mo Lin with a half-smile.

"I'm more settled."

Molin automatically ignored the fact that he used the petrification spell on Carlo in the first class of the school year, but other than that, he usually did not cast magic on other students, except perhaps Hugo, who from time to time helped Hugo exterminate A fire or something.

Arnock couldn't believe it.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, go back and practice magic. There are many magic skills that the school teacher won't teach you. You have to learn by yourself. This small bottle of Longyan repellent is for you. Don't drink it indiscriminately. One drop will kill you." It’s enough for you to spend a whole day in a pair of underpants in the ice and snow, and it’s a bit helpful for you to cast fire. Don’t take a big sip like last time! Otherwise, your magic will get out of control again, and it won’t work!” Anok was angry He took out a bottle the size of his index finger and handed it to Mo Lin.

"This is a good thing, thank you, Mr. Arnock." Maureen happily took it.Drinking a drop can make you feel like wearing short-sleeved clothes in summer, and you don’t need to wear cotton clothes this winter!
After Maureen returned to school, the prefect Nelson brought a Christmas school leaving registration form. Both Hugo and Maureen signed the form. Both of them had to go home for Christmas. Another "Notice Prohibiting Minors from Using Magic Outside Schools" was received.

"Why can't you use magic outside the school? Am I going to turn Muggles into owls at Christmas?" Hugo threw the notice into his schoolbag rudely.

"They're not worried that you'll turn Muggles into owls." Maureen began to pack his things, and said with a smile: "They know you don't have that ability, maybe they're more worried about you burning your own bed."

"Forget it! My wand misfire accident has been significantly improved recently. If you don't believe me, look at it." Hugo pulled out his wand and pointed at the clothes on the bed, saying, "It's alive!"

call!
A flame burst out and set his sweater on fire.

"The clear spring is like a gushing!"

Maureen quickly grabbed his wand and sent out a stream of clear water to extinguish the flames.

"You still don't use the folding spell to fold clothes in the future." Molin said earnestly.

Hugo blushed slightly, but said with certainty: "Actually, the flame just now was smaller than usual."

He threw the sweater with a few burnt holes into the suitcase, ready to take it home to his mother to mend.

Maureen packed his luggage, and Sir Cadogan on the bedside table was still tirelessly shouting and killing. Maureen threw him into the schoolbag, so as not to leave him here and be ruined again.

(End of this chapter)