Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 141 Grouping
Some people play music professionally, and some people play painting professionally. Klein believes that he is professionally playing magic spells.

It's not that potions and alchemy aren't fun, but compared with spells, using the power of the mind to change or create out of thin air is obviously more interesting.

"Baa baa called."

The shock brought by the guard knights has not subsided, and in the blink of an eye, a pure white sheep appeared in front of Klein.

This sheep is very special, it is almost in the shape of a ball, its limbs are invisible, and its two small eyes are like black beans, very docile and cute.

"Wow!"

If the coolness of the guard knight just now caused most of the boys to scream, then the "bleating sheep" this time is enough to drive the girls crazy.

Behind Klein, several deans are also carefully looking at the ignorant, harmless lamb, and can't help showing a kind smile.

However, this does not include Snape.

"waste time."

Muttering to himself in a voice that he could only hear, Snape seemed indifferent to Klein's new spell, as if someone owed him a lot of money.

He felt that Klein could use his intelligence in more valuable places.

Like solving a couple of Potions puzzles.
"amazing."

The one who disagreed with Snape was the spell expert Filius Flitwick.

The "Guardian Curse" was exposed at the Magic Summit, and many people began to study the "Summoning Magic", which was originally just a small branch of the magic spell.

From the guard knight and the bleating sheep, it can be said that Klein is changing the painting style of the magic world little by little.

It's not uncommon to suspect that these magical creations are flashy, but Professor Flitwick thinks that's a good thing.

At least, that's how it looks now.

"It's not difficult, and it doesn't take much magic. Come, come with me."

Klein smiled, and taught the spell to summon the sheep spirit word by word.

Compared with "Disarming Curse" or "Armor Curse", summoning magic is more suitable for these immature little wizards.

Besides, although Lamb Spirit looks harmless to humans and animals, its combat power is no less than that of a normal adult Muggle (combat power: 5), and its defense is extremely high, making it the most suitable entry for wizard duels.

"Baa baa called."

Many little wizards followed suit and successfully summoned their sheep spirits.But more, it is to summon a strand of wool, or simply misread the spell, and become a ball of hair.
The atmosphere instantly became lively, and the restraint just now was gone.

"It's much better now."

Klein smiled and scratched his eyebrows lightly.

Actually, he lied.

The "Sheep Spirit Curse" is not a simplified version of the "Shenwei Curse", but the pre-spell of the first ring of the forbidden curse "The Sacrifice of the Goddess Feng Rang".It belongs to one of Klein's top secrets (restarting the world).

Of course, he won't tell anyone about this.

"Ha~ What's so difficult about this?"

Draco is worthy of being a top student in Slytherin. After three attempts, he successfully summoned his sheep spirit.

But for some reason, the young master always felt that his sheep spirit was much less hairy than other people's, and the appearance of the wool sticking together, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like yourself after applying pomade.

"No way?"

Draco was puzzled, and looked at Hanyang Yangling.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, he suddenly shivered.

It seems that we should use less hair oil in the future. Klein seems to have said that it is easy to lose hair if you use it too much
The "Sheep Curse" is very simple, and it can be regarded as teaching the young wizards a new way to fight against the enemy. Seeing that the atmosphere has been mobilized, Klein waved his hand to signal the continuation of the activity.

Next, fight two by two.

As the saying goes, there is revenge for revenge, and revenge for injustice.

Some young wizards who were active in their thoughts suddenly restrained their smiles.

Draco, for example, had his eye on Ron right away.

Yes, ever since he was almost beaten up by Ron in "Diagon Alley", he hated "Red Monkey" more than Harry Potter.

Pansy, on the other hand, glanced back and forth between Hermione and Daphne.In the end, with an extremely strong desire to fight, she still fixed her eyes on Hermione, maintaining the friendship between the sisters of the Snake Court.

Because there are four deans in charge, and Klein's name is in charge, the whole grouping process seems to be quite orderly.Except for a small number of young wizards who picked opponents from the outer courtyard, the rest chose to be in a group with their friends.

"Fantastic, it was a successful event."

Vice President Cedric showed an excited expression, happy that the new activities of the "Mutual Aid Association" went so smoothly.

"The activity is not over yet."

Klein smiled, and patted his handsome senior on the shoulder.

Although there was still a gap in height between them, for some reason, none of them felt any discord.

As if it should be so.

The surrounding waves wet the robes of the two of them.

Standing on the reef, Dumbledore and Moody looked solemn.

The natural hole backed by the cliff is like a monster with its mouth open, waiting for anyone who dares to break into the forbidden area.

The two looked at each other and drew out their wands.

"Ominous breath" is sometimes not an empty phrase that cannot be traced. Even if there is no Voldemort's Horcrux in it, it is definitely not simple!
"Walk."

Dumbledore and Moody raised their wands vigilantly and stepped into the cave one after the other.

But what they didn't expect was that there were no monsters in the cave, and there was almost no danger except for a little darkness.

Is it wrong?

But soon, the luck of the two disappeared completely.

They followed the rugged road to a large lake.

A dark lake.

Dumbledore was silent, and walked around the lake, Moody following behind him.The tips of the wands of the two of them emitted a faint light, and the surroundings were thick and indissoluble darkness.

"A breath of magic."

For the experienced two, this cover-up was almost useless, and Moody and Dumbledore couldn't help but look serious.

Intuition told them that this time they might really have come to the right place.

Look at the lake under your feet, and look at the faint green light in the middle of the lake.

"Horcrux!"

The two opened their mouths at the same time.

"Okay, now the question is, how do we get it."

After finding something suspected to be a Horcrux, Dumbledore was not in a hurry, and he gestured to Moody with his eyes.

"We all knew Tom wasn't going to let someone take his life so easily."

His words were slurred, but Moody caught them.

Danger should lurk beneath this black lake.Thinking of this, he tentatively raised his wand and casually fired a spell.

Then, a white shadow in the lake devoured Moody's spell at a speed that could be caught by the naked eye!
The magic eyes rolled around, and the old Auror's face suddenly became ugly.

"Tsk, infernal corpse."

(End of this chapter)