Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 16 Conflict
Linde stood by the water in a daze, watching the gills on his cheeks slowly disappear after leaving the water.

"I can't really be a mixed race!" Linde was thinking wildly.The world of Harry Potter really has a race of murlocs.

Out of Linde's guess that he is different from ordinary people, he knew about the murloc race when he bought the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

Although I am good at water, I love water.But he didn't feel that he had anything to do with the murloc either.At that time, he thought that even mixed races would have very clear appearance characteristics.

For example, the goblin half-blood Professor Flitwick is very short and has pointed ears.Not to mention the giant half-blood Hagrid, even the inner aesthetics were influenced by his giant blood.Any ferocious and terrifying monsters are cute in his eyes.

Linde touched his chin, where the gills had disappeared, and he pinched it again to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

There is only one possibility.

I've reached the puberty of the murlocs, and I'm about to start growing.

It must be so.But why do I become invisible as soon as I get out of the gills?Did Dumbledore know?Wait for a series of questions.

Forget it, leave it alone.

Linde thought again, if someone discovers this ability in the future, should I call it a "Murloc Magus", just like the "Transfiguration Magus" talent.

After thinking about it for a while, Linde still decided to reveal his identity and hybrid ability step by step.It is the most real thing to learn magic well at Hogwarts first.

Linde plunged into the water again, and not long after entering the water, the gills on his cheeks appeared again.He looked around the whole body, and only gills appeared, and the expected flippers, scales, etc. did not appear.

He put his hands on the edge of the gills and clearly felt the water flow being repeatedly swallowed and swallowed by the two gills.

They should grow flippers in the future, right? !I don't know if there is a Beechburg School of Magic or not.

After thinking wildly for a while, he stayed underwater all the time, and never came up to take a breath in the middle.

puff!
Linde jumped out of the water, jumped high in the air, and then landed on the edge of the pool.

After wiping himself casually, Linde took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

More than two in the morning.

Linde took Andersen out of the Room of Requirement again, and then thought about his own needs in his heart again.

When in the water, his condition is only good, not bad.Now he has no need to sleep at all.

Even his somewhat sluggish spirit and dark circles under his eyes have recovered a lot this night after intensive study this week.

"If there is such a break every day, then I can handle the time-turner in the third grade! I won't be exhausted like Hermione."

So now he is not in a hurry to go back, the night is still long...

"I want a house where I can practice magic safely" ×3
A doorknob reappeared on the smooth wall.As soon as Linde pushed it, he saw the layout inside.

First of all, there are a few dolls without facial features. Linde touched them. I don’t know what the materials of these dolls are made of. They basically simulate the feeling of the flesh, and they can be touched on the ankles, shoulder blades, etc. to something resembling a bone.

Presumably these are his training objects.

In the other corner, there is another table with a set of "Practical Charms III" on it

The paper of the book had turned yellow. Linde walked over and looked through it. Most of the spells recorded in this book had never been heard of or had only been seen in movies.

Looking at the introduction of the effects of these spells, the above records are all powerful spells that are outside the scope of black magic stipulated by the Ministry of Magic.

Among them was the raging fire, the shattering, and the advanced mantra of Alahoo's opening that he was familiar with: open quickly.

There are misty clouds, whirling winds and so on.Moreover, this is not a new book. Many of the spells in it have the original owner's own insights, summed up skills, etc., which greatly reduces the difficulty of his learning.

Linde flipped through it and exclaimed good luck in his heart.It was simply a treasure.

But there is no rush now, step by step.Linde put the book away and drew his wand.

He had had the opportunity to summarize the main points of spellcasting throughout the week, and now he felt certain about the safety of magic practice.

He swings that stick around whenever he can, and now is the time to test the results.

Holding his wand, he faced one of the dolls.

"Oolong is out!" A black snake came out of his wand and flew towards the puppet.

In Linde's mind, the enemy in front of him should now focus on the snake.

"Legs stiffen and stop dead!" The puppet lost its balance and fell to the ground
"Get bigger quickly!" He wanted to make the black snake bigger, but unfortunately the black snake didn't respond at all.

No, no, I was in a hurry just now.should be--

"Get bigger quickly!" This time Linde's movements did not change from before, but his tone had a rising tone.

The black snake's body began to swell, and Linde continued to output magic power until he felt that the black snake could no longer grow bigger.

It bit the puppet's neck with one bite, and then wrapped its body around it, exerting force.

With a sour crunching sound, the puppet quickly lost its human form. If it was really an enemy, it might have been twisted into a ball of rotten flesh by now.

"No wonder you look down on Muggles." Looking at the slowly recovering doll, Linde smiled.

Then he began to practice various spells over and over again, occasionally failing to bounce himself out, or the wand would emit a super smelly smoke.

When you are tired, read a book, do a summary of the exercises, take a break and continue.

After an unknown amount of time, Linde lay on the floor panting heavily, took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

5:36am.

The time is about the same, if you stay longer and encounter some professors, you will be in trouble.

Linde woke up Andersen, took the "Practical Spells: III" and tiptoed into the common room with the Fat Lady's disgusted expression on his face.

"Another little guy who likes to swim at night." She muttered behind her.

Linde walked into the common room, but saw a figure lying on the long table and falling asleep.There is a small pile of torn parchment beside him, and his eyes are red, and he looks like he has cried.

"Could it be that I said too much?" He thought for a while, and then denied his own thoughts.

Although I don't know why Jane wanted to submit such a professional article in the first grade, and it can be said that many senior wizards may not understand what she said in the article.

For example, the social background, the church's control over Muggles' thoughts, many other little wizards don't understand at all, and the reason why Linde can understand her articles is only because of the rest of the knowledge reserve.

If one were to find someone who could understand her articles now, the only person might be her good friend, Hermione Granger.

But no, no, no, there's nothing to say.The only way for a young wizard of this age to publish in a professional academic journal is to find a potions book signed by the Half-Blood Prince in the potions classroom.

Only things on that are eligible for publication.

Needless to say, Snape was a genius.

Linde passed Jane and returned to the dormitory. After a while, he changed into an outfit, holding the book of practical charms in his left hand, and came down with a blanket in his right hand.

While recalling the method of covering the deceased with a white cloth in the movie, he covered her with the blanket.Then he went to sit next to her, took out his book and notebook and read it.

The little wooden stick he used to simulate a wand waved and waved in his hand without stopping.

After an unknown amount of time, Linde heard loud footsteps coming down from the girls' dormitory.

Anyone who can walk out of the girls' dormitory so early on the weekend can use Andersen's ass to know who it is.

It must be Hermione!

Jane was also awakened by Hermione's footsteps, got up from the table, and rubbed her eyes.

Linde looked at that he and Jane were at least two bodies away, so there shouldn't be any misunderstanding.

Indeed, Hermione didn't think that her friend, Miss Devo, who had attracted the attention of many little wizards when she was a new student, would have some ulterior secrets with this stuffy jar who clings to books every day.

"You didn't stay in the lounge all night, did you?" Hermione asked eagerly.

Jane also found the blanket covering her body, she didn't know what to think of, and she just faltered and hummed when she heard Hermione's words.

"You are only 11 years old, how can you do this. This is very bad for the development of the body." Hermione wanted to say something about puberty and healthy development, but she saw Jane's red and swollen eyes again, and looked at it suspiciously. A glance at Linde.

Taking advantage of Linde's inattention, Jane quickly stopped Hermione's eyes, "I have to go back to sleep for a while, and you will have to go to the library by yourself later!" She said, and she began to fold the blanket.

"Okay." Hermione was a little disappointed.

After folding the blanket, Jane walked over timidly and handed it to Linde, said thank you, and ran away in a hurry.

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"My God, Neville. Think about whether you forgot something again." Harry's concerned voice sounded in the Great Hall in the morning.

Neville, who was sitting across from Linde, was holding a small ball that emitted a strong red light and weeping.It's a memory ball his grandma sent him.

"Ah! What's this? Do kids this old still use memory balls?"

Draco passed by the Gryffindor table and snatched the memory ball from Neville's hand.

Linde looked at the overturned glass beside his desk, the pumpkin juice poured in it had been poured out and spilled on his book.

The pumpkin juice belonged to Ron next to him, who was knocked over by Malfoy just now.

"Clean up"

Linde quickly took out his wand and waved it, and the ink on the soaked pages and blurred notes quickly returned to their original state.

After saving the book, Linde collected the book and stood up to look at Malfoy. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Professor McGonagall's voice.

"what happened?"

"Malfoy stole my Remembrall, Professor."

Malfoy scowled, and quickly tossed the memory ball back on the table.

"Why, do you also want to stand up for Neville? Little Muggle." Malfoy also noticed Linde, then glanced at Professor McGonagall, and left resentfully, Crabbe and Goyle followed behind him.

Before leaving, he murmured to them, "We'll see."

Professor McGonagall looked at Malfoy and the others helplessly, sighed, and then said to a group of little wizards, "I think your potions class is about to start. Oh, by the way, don't forget the flying class for a while. I I know you're all looking forward to it."

Then, Professor McGonagall left.

It was another uneasy Potions class, and Gryffindor was again deducted 7 points.There's Harry's, there's Neville's, there's Lynd's.

The reason was that after Linde cooked the potion, he was going through the rest of the potion. Snape said that the quality of his potion was obviously average, but he was ambitious.1 point deducted from him.

But he didn't care. Although he didn't perform as well as Miss Know-It-All during this time, raising his hand to answer the questions, he could always give priority to completing the tasks given by the teacher in Transfiguration and Charms classes, so he also earned a lot of points.

After class, a group of young wizards came out of the Potions classroom in a bustling manner.

"Memory ball, why is the idiot's memory ball red again?" On the way back, Malfoy got Neville's memory ball again, held it up high, and looked at Neville who was knocked down with a mocking face.

Harry and Ron rushed up and threw him down, dropping the memory ball aside.

Several people wrestled together, but how could Harry and Ron beat Crabbe and Goyle, two fat boys.After a while, he was firmly pressed to the ground.

"Hehe, Potter, I said so. Let's go! Wait! Look!" Malfoy stood up with a proud face, and straightened his clothes.

Then he walked to the side, just about to reach out and pick up the memory ball.

He grabbed it with his hand, but unexpectedly a foot appeared and kicked the memory ball to Neville's side.

His hand also caught the foot.

Malfoy looked up and saw a head sticking out from behind the book.

"What's the matter? Did little pure blood switch to shoe-shining?"

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