Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 21 Duel?

At night, after his roommate went to bed, Linde sat out the bedroom window with a note, and a black shadow flew back from outside.

Through the moonlight, you can see the text on the note: Remember to bring your assistant - Draco Malfoy.

His signature and the previous article do not seem to be written by one person at all, which shows that he has specially practiced his own signature.For an aristocrat, a beautiful signature is necessary.

Linde still remembers that in the original plot, Malfoy and Harry met for a duel, and then he released Harry's pigeon, and deliberately asked Filch to catch Harry and Ron who were tricked out.

So he deliberately asked Andersen to wait at the door of the Slytherin lounge to see if Malfoy would come out.

Andersen slowly landed on the window, and Linde listened to him.

"Cuckoo—" it called out in a low voice.

Malfoy did come out, with Crabbe and Goyle.It seems that Linde's sentence "write to your father!" touched his noble dignity.

Thinking about it, he helplessly supported his head, and loudly scolded himself for being an idiot.

He might as well say to Malfoy with a righteous face: As a Gryffindor, I would never do such a thing as visiting Hogwarts at night.

After all, if he really engages in a duel with Malfoy and fights cracklingly, he will become famous tomorrow.

So he still thinks it's best to put Malfoy as a pigeon.Thinking of this, he looked forward to Malfoy's stinky face tomorrow.

Presumably he would call himself a softie in the group of little wizards.

Linde told Andersen to avoid Malfoy and his party when exploring the way, and then he slowly walked out of the bedroom and down the spiral staircase.Then I saw a familiar figure standing below, as if waiting for someone.

"Miss Jane, what are you doing outside tonight? Look at you, as a Gryffindor, I will never allow any of my classmates to go out for night tours." Linde said slowly.

Jane breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the person coming, and ignored what Linde said, but directly explained her reason for coming.

"I heard what you said today. You are going out to duel, right? You don't know that a wizard duel needs an assistant. I want to go with you and be your assistant. I have long wanted to beat that Draco for a long time." Stopped." She looked excited.

"Yes, but I think I have an assistant, and I don't need your help." Linde's face was darkened. He really didn't expect this girl to be so excited about "beating someone".

Jane had seen through Lin De's appearance a long time ago, and waved her hand, "Okay, don't be stubborn, you don't have any friends here, and you still need an assistant! I'm afraid you wouldn't know if I hadn't told you that you need an assistant in a duel just now." Bar!"

"Indeed, I don't have many friends, but I think it's much more powerful to be my assistant than you." Linde pointed to Andersen, with a disdainful smile on his face, which was the expression he learned from Malfoy.

"You... go! You go by yourself, and where Malfoy is, you must follow those two followers. I'll wait to see you get beaten up by the three of them to the school infirmary."

Afterwards, she walked back to the girls' dormitory with all her strength, muttering curses with a sullen face as she walked.

Linde shook his head and smiled, not to mention that he didn't plan to have a fight with Malfoy and his party, even if he wanted to fight, he couldn't beat it?

If he really couldn't beat him, most of his life would be in vain.

Linde walked out of the Gryffindor common room slowly. As usual, Andersen flew in front, and Linde followed slowly.

Just like this step by step, he finally came to the eighth floor of the castle.During the period, they avoided Malfoy and his party on the fourth floor, and were almost spotted by Mrs. Norris, a stinky cat. Fortunately, Andersen was clever and lured it away.

As usual, Linde walked into the magic room first.Then start today's Transfiguration practice.

Every time he practiced the spell, he would get more or less injured. Although he had a recovery bonus in the water, he still couldn't heal completely overnight.

So whenever he was injured, he would practice Transfiguration. After all, if the Transfiguration failed, he would be hurt by something else...

It was nearly three o'clock in practice, and Linde picked up a dark green magic wand on the practice table.Then he spread out the wand in his hand to compare the difference between the two.

Not much difference, it's the best one ever.After comparing for a long time, Linde gave a sigh of admiration to himself.

Two identical wands, one of which he transfigured with a branch.

In order to make it easier for him to use branches to simulate the casting process of the spell, he has long tried to transform different branches into the appearance of his wand.

But today was his most successful one. He felt the magic power covered by the fake wand, which should last for an hour or two.

Afterwards, Linde put away the two wands, one real and one false, and walked out of the Room of Requirement, then turned it into a swimming room and walked in again.

Linde took off his robe, revealing shocking scars on his chest and back. Many fragments from the puppet explosion were picked out, but sometimes he might not be able to take care of them comprehensively under the great pain.

So he basically opened different wounds repeatedly every night to get the meat.

Most of the wounds were scabbed over, but a few parts began to fester.

Linde touched his left rib first, where there were three small wounds and a huge wound over three centimeters.

Two of the small wounds had scabbed over, and the larger wound was festering.

But these were not his goals, he put his fingers on a small wound lower down, and pressed lightly.

"hiss--"

With the pressure of the hand, there was a tingling pain under the skin of the wound.

Linde first dealt with the pus and blood on the wound, and then used a knife to cut open some of the granulation buds that had grown and glued together, and then took out the tweezers to try to pinch out the fragments inside.

Repeatedly going back and forth many times, in a burst of severe pain, he finally squeezed out what was inside.

A small thorn of no more than two or three millimeters.

After pinching it out, Linde finally couldn't hold back his nerves. With trembling hands, he threw the tweezers aside, and then took out a bag of fresh meat from his robe.

He bought this at the pharmacy in Diagon Alley, and it just arrived today.

Like owls and ravens, this kind of white meat is actually a breed cultivated by wizards through generations of magic. Compared with the white meat bought in the Muggle world, it is much more effective.

In the seventh book of the original book, Ron takes this drug when he is accidentally injured due to apparation.

After treating the wound, he felt the state of his body again, "There should be no other fragments inside." He thought with some gratitude.

But still not sure, because he has this kind of thought basically every night.

After processing every day, I think: There should be no other debris.

As a result, in the daily activities of the day, you will find abnormal severe pain from a certain wound.

Linde sighed, and began to clean other festering wounds, and then disinfected them.

Then he rushed into the water.Water that is cold to others gives him a feeling of warmth.

He didn't come out of the water until it was almost dawn, and then re-sterilized the wound and put white cream on it before leaving the Room of Response.

　happy National Day

　　
　
(End of this chapter)