Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 171
When Mo Lin returned to the cliff of the Grand Canyon, he sat down on the cliff, panting from exhaustion.

"Close the door quickly, close the door quickly! There's a fire over there, don't burn me here."

After waiting for Molin to come back, Arnock quickly waved his wand to destroy the golden opening, then walked to Molin's side, and patted Molin's shoulder: "Boy, you are very courageous!"

"It's okay, okay, you should have told me earlier that any potion can be conjured in the painting, so that I don't have to be chased by that guy and run around."

The power in Mo Lin's body has subsided and returned to calm.When he entered the painting, Payngade used magic to take away the Dragon Flame Repellent. He thought he was going to finish the game, but he didn't expect that the way to get the Dragon Flame Repellent was so simple.

"You didn't ask earlier!" Anok spread his hands, not feeling guilty at all.

Mo Lin curled his lips helplessly, and turned his head to look at Anok for a while: "Mr. Anok, who are you? Why do Principal Dumbledore and Payngade call you Agrippa? What is your real name? "

"My name is Anoke, and I'm also called Agrippa, this is not a conflict, is it?"

Arnock sat down leisurely, looking at the rushing river below. After all the flames were retracted by Molin, the river had returned to normal.

"Why no conflict?"

"You know that people have a lot of middle names, right? For example, Dumbledore called that Albus-Peva Bree... a series of strange names, too long, I forgot." Anok pointed to the side Dumbledore.

"It's Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore." Dumbledore walked over and said with a smile: "Of course, if you find it troublesome, you can also call me Albus .Idiot Idiot. Lemon Ice Cream. Stupid. Dumbledore, I don't really care what it's called."

"Oh, I wouldn't call you that, Principal Dumbledore." Maureen said in awe, even though Dumbledore was only a figure in the painting, he still respected the legendary principal.

He asked Arnock again: "So Mr. Arnock, what's your last name?"

Arnock touched his head, and said mysteriously: "Speaking out will scare you to death!"

"Say it! I am willing to be scared to death once." Mo Lin said curiously.

Anok coughed twice, and said, "My name is Anok Agrippa!"

There was silence for a moment.

"Gone?"

"What do you want to hear? Godric Arnock Agrippa Gryffindor?" Arnock asked cheerfully.

"But it didn't scare me to death!" Mo Lin said in astonishment.

"Ah, so you are so courageous!" Anok said pretending to be surprised.

Mo Lin looked at Arnock helplessly. The Arnold in the painting was so similar to the Arnold outside.

"Speaking of which, don't you think about how to leave the painting now? Or do you plan to stay in the painting for the rest of your life?" Arnock pointed to the rattling Grand Canyon: "Of course our world is also very wonderful, you can also consider staying here , I can give you this Grand Canyon.”

Mo Lin glanced at the canyon that had been gradually recovering, and the waterfall was roaring, which had a special charm.

But Maureen shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, but I still don't want it. I like the outside world. Professor Charles should take me out. He knows painting very well."

Maureen looked down the cliff, but Professor Charles was not below.

"I don't know, Maureen."

Professor Charles had already apparated over with Sweet and Sir Cadogan, and said solemnly: "When I came in just now, Payngade deliberately guided me. He let me see the door. He was disguised as Polk. The way you look brought me here."

"Pretend to be Polk?" Mo Lin was surprised, "So, you weren't the one who opened the door with the magic canvas in front of me just now?"

"That person is not me," said Professor Charles.

"I should have thought of it earlier. I met you on the stairs just now... You still call me Walker, I feel a little strange."

Mo Lin met Professor Charles on the stairs just now, and said hello to Professor Charles.Professor Charles would usually call him Maureen instead of Walker, and Maureen didn't think too much about it at the time.

"Does that mean we can't get out?" Sweet asked.

"It's great, so we can fight side by side." Sir Cadogan looked very happy, he walked to Maureen, looked at Maureen: "It's much more real to see you here, how you usually look outside , looks unreal."

"That's the truth. You who usually look at the painting outside are not real at all."

Maureen couldn't help but reached out and flicked the Sword of Glory in Sir Cadogan's hand. The sword made a cold and crisp sound, which was obviously not an ordinary sword.

"This sword looks good, how does it compare to Gryffindor's sword?" Maureen asked.

"For a swordsman, the one that suits him is the best." Sir Cadogan coughed twice and said solemnly.

Now Molin will not underestimate Sir Cadogan. This guy is usually crazy, but he is a hidden swordsman. Molin never knew that there are swordsmen in the wizarding world. He knows that many things contain Magic, but didn't know swords could do magic like that.

"Speaking of which, Sir Cadogan, you are so skilled at swordsmanship, why are you usually chased by the puppies in other paintings?" Molin couldn't help asking, "Is there anyone in the painting who wants to laugh at you? You can deal with it with your sword?"

"That's because I am an honorable knight, my friend. A knight's sword only declares war on evil. This is chivalry." Sir Cadogan said carelessly, "Those companions and small animals in the castle, they all You're kidding me! I'm not going to take a sword at them."

Maureen took another high look at the crazy knight.

"By the way, you can teach me sword magic when you have time, maybe I can become a swordsman too." Maureen said enviously, Sir Cadogan's sword skills left a deep impression on him, Hoyle Anyone who jumped into the air would be chopped off by Sir Cadogan.

"Don't be silly my friend, your magic is much stronger than mine, okay?" Sir Cadogan envied Maureen's terrifying flames, "but seriously, I'm going to learn apparation too. Shape, I don’t know much magic, I only know swordsmanship, so next time I won’t fall into the river in the painting and drift with the current.”

"Let's not talk about this, Maureen, we have to go out and tell Principal McGonagall that Payngade is still alive. Hugo and their paintings are still in your place?" Professor Charles asked.

"They are here!" Mo Lin took out the portraits of Hugo and the other six people from his pocket, but the six of them were still in a coma and had no idea what happened here.

"How to save them from the painting?" Mo Lin asked.

"I need to do some research on this. Payngade's magic is not so easy to crack." Professor Charles picked up the six canvases and examined them carefully. Payingaid is a powerful character, and he must be careful in the magic he casts.

But Anok snatched a painting and said, "If there's anything difficult to decipher, look at it."

He tore up that painting casually!
Whoa!

The painting was torn, and immediately after that Hugo fell out of the tear in the canvas and fell to the ground.

"Huh? Is it that simple?"

Morin and Professor Charles looked at each other, why are the things in the painting so weird!

(End of this chapter)