Hogwarts Everything is Three

"I searched through the banned book collection in President Durmstrang’s office and found the information about Rivik’s magic eye in the story book you read before. I found that the creator of Durmstrang was also the first The Bulgarian witch Nerida Vokanova, who served as the principal, died bizarrely less than a year after accepting the magic eyes of Vecna ​​contributed by Harfon Munt. This Harfon Munt succeeded as the second term. The headmaster, judging from the records in the history of magic at Hogwarts, he was evaluated as a wizard who "pretended allegiance or unruly intent", and emphasized the importance of duels and various forms of war magic. Lang is also well-known for this reason. To this day, these contents are still an important part of Durmstrang's curriculum, and his descendant, Carson Monte, is now Durmstrang's dueling class professor."

Allen talked to Luna, who was lying on a sofa with her and was watching a collection of stories: "In the next few hundred years, this magic eye occasionally appeared like a shooting star on a few occasions. The victim happened to be named Monte. It seems that this thing is inseparable from their family. Unfortunately, this thing seems to be a cursed thing, and the people who got it have no good end. Many of their families who were originally geniuses were young and old. I guess the dead wizard is also related to this thing."

Allen felt that Luna stretched her legs on his lap after hearing this, and then she turned to a new page: "I am more interested in the floating city in that book. What did you find?"

"No, but before I returned to the UK, I found a musical spell invented by the principal of Austrian Dermstrang from Karkaroff. He is from Vienna." After talking, Allen pushed away Luna's hands. He stood up with his legs, "The curse was because he felt,'Muggles are creating some music that they call Viennese classical music, which is so beautiful that we can imagine it.'-Me too I think so."

Alan stood up, shaking his wand to the rhythm of the fantasy. In the bookcase in the corner, some books began to fall off the line, and their pages slowly rose, spinning and beating around Luna, colliding with each other and rubbing with the air to produce higher or lower tones.

A piece of paper flew in front of Luna. She uncovered the blanket covering herself on the sofa, straightened her waist, and grabbed it with interest.

Allen continued to wield his magic wand, all the pages of the book floating in the air whizzing and spinning, bringing the wind and more intense tunes. Alan chanted the spell in a low voice for those friends who were struggling to join Luna, the piece of paper broke free from Luna's hand, it twisted and flew into the center of the spell.

The light blond boy finished the last syllable, and all the pieces of paper returned to their original positions and were bound into a book again. Only Luna just pinched the one and fell out, twisted into a paper rose and hung in front of Luna again. .

"I learned his curse from the old professor who jumped off the building these days." Luna said, jumping off the sofa, picking up the paper flower and inserting it in her hair. "This curse is actually in Germany. When Mstrong’s coldest time, he used a special flame curse. The blue flame you brought back from Neumongarden to the library collection in the tower should be Grindelwald from this Invented in the heating spell."

She took Alan's wand's hand, held his hand and his wand naturally, and began to wave it. Red and yellow flames spurted from the tip of the stick, Luna pressed Alan, stepping on the rhythm of the waltz, spinning around, controlling the flame ring into a circle, and jumping cracklingly. The music Allen played just now sounded out of the flames again, tightening, rotating, suddenly exploding and stretching with the tongue of the fire, bringing the warm wind to Allen's cheek. Alan noticed that the flame was completely harmless to the furniture, and tried to reach into the flame. The warmth from his palm was so comfortable that he snorted.

"This is a new thing we created using these two spells." Alan smiled, and squeezed Luna's hand. "It's so beautiful that wizards and Muggles can imagine."

At this moment, the discordant knock on the door came, and the slightly rough voice of Mother Wolf rang out: "Master Ellen, Draco is here, do you want to see him?"

A few minutes later, at their residence, Luna had returned to the sofa and turned over the book. Alan, who was interrupted and looked serious, sat on the other side, facing all the members of the umbrella team that had been called in. Members and Draco who asked for a meeting.

"Ellen, I already feel the second heart." Draco didn't hide his situation. He was a little proud and a little nervous. He never expected that he would become even compared with elite men like Allen. The one with the fastest progress, "Now as long as there are Thunderbirds creating a storm, I can proceed to the next step. Just..."

"Boy, aren't you afraid?" The doctor provocatively asked, claiming to be the elite of the elite, but she actually lost her progress to a student at school. Although the other members of the umbrella team did not speak, whether it was the movement of the wolf mother's arms around the chest, the four indifferent eyes, or even the usually very friendly long eyes, the upward arc of his mouth that has been maintained indicates that they are They all want to see Malfoy’s ability.

"Draco was in the training class much earlier than you were in contact with Animagus. Don't make this stinky face to the children, you adults." Allen shook his head. He knew the anxiety and pressure of the umbrella members. , This period of time really gave these arrogant people a big blow, although this is a good thing, but he does not want them to lose the pride and confidence that they deserve as his subordinates.

Originally Draco hesitated and hesitated to continue. The painful experience of becoming a ferret made him a little reluctant, but now he is sensitive to the attitude of the members of the umbrella team, and the pride of being pure blood hits his heart. He was determined to succeed in becoming Animagus, and he would never lose face to the Malfoy family.

Alan, who perceives his thoughts with sensational mind, raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked: “If you don’t have enough determination, it’s better not to try. Otherwise, in the Animagus transformation, you may be interrupted in the middle of the process. It leads to unpredictable effects, and even becomes a half-man and half-animal forever."

"Of course not." Draco denied decisively. He wanted to tell Alan that he was afraid of becoming a ferret. But when he raised his head, he saw the fat man in the umbrella team looking at him unscrupulously with curiosity, and he became more determined to transform successfully, "I'm ready."

"The Animagus registered in the 20th century and I have only eight people." Allen nodded, "If successful, I will personally take you back to England immediately and make you the ninth person."

Draco relieved his nervousness when he heard the words. Thinking of the honor he was about to receive, he nodded with joy, "Then the words count, I'm ready."

Alan felt the emotional change of the other party a bit amused. He opened the window and blew a whistle. The Thunderbird Cotton, which Hermione lent him before, flew down from the roof. Although he was still young, he The size of the Thunderbird is almost like an albatross. Its head touched Alan’s cheek affectionately, and it spread its wings and flew high into the sky. It flapped three pairs of powerful wings, and the clouds came fiercely while flapping. She sheltered the clear sky tightly. A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and the storm came suddenly, but because the weather was really cold, it turned into a boiling snow in mid-air, and it was scattered in the sky and earth, covering everything into a gloomy and white world.

Draco hurried back to the house and pulled open the cabinet where the vice-principal Monte’s son used to hide. There were many small boxes neatly arranged inside. Draco touched the one with his label. box.

Taking out the small medicine bottle that belonged to him, Draco found the leaves, saliva, and hair of the mandela grass that had been placed in it before. For seven days, he had not seen the sun, the dew that had been touched, and the grimace. The gray potion filled with the moth's pupae was now a sip of red potion, which meant that the potion was successfully made. He put the potion bottle in his pocket and walked to the back garden.

"Go ahead and make sure that he is not disturbed by anyone's transformation." The wolf mother made a gesture, and the members of the umbrella team looked straight and quickly scattered around. Victor's figure instantly disappeared from the living room, Long Eyes and Fat Man guarded the door, the doctor's figure appeared on the garden wall, and the wolf mother and Siyan were scattered on the roof, always alert and paying attention. Looking at the movement of Draco in the garden, they actually really wanted to witness the transformation of Animagus with their own eyes, which would be good for them later when they transformed themselves.

Alan observed Draco's situation through the window of the bedroom. The snow outside was so heavy and the weather was so cold that he didn't want to wet his hair and clothes. He planned to continue resting on the sofa when things were done.

Draco pointed at the heart with the tip of his magic wand, and said in his mouth: "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus." Then he took out the small medicine bottle that he had just taken out from his pocket. , Settled, drank the red potion in the bottle.

Soon, Draco felt a strong pain, which made him almost crush his chest and rolled frantically on the ground. Two fierce heartbeats crossed his chest, and the chaotic rhythm made Draco tremble all over. His face was pale, his lips were bitten, blood was left from the corners of his lips, but De was in pain. In order to maintain the pride of pure blood, Laco seemed to use all his power to maintain his dignity as pure blood, but he didn't have the energy to wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth.

A ferret inevitably appeared in Draco's mind. It looked like he was unforgettable. It was exactly what he was turned into by a fake Moody. Then he couldn't help but think that the fake Moody was turned into by Alan. The black and white penguin and the **** it shot into Weasley’s mouth, and then I thought of the tragedy that happened when he and Weasley were beating Liu Midao in the third grade... When white hair appeared, he couldn't think about it anymore. Draco didn't even care about the pain in his body, and fought desperately in his mind. I don't want to become a ferret, I don't want to become a ferret...

The pure white animal suddenly turned black, and constantly changed its shape. Draco finally turned into a black and white animal. Draco had no fear at this moment, and he was relieved happily. It was not white. Itachi is good! So he tried to concentrate on speeding up the process.

His figure gradually shrank, he seemed to hear the sound of his bones being squeezed, and felt the tingling sensation of the clothes blending into his skin~www.NovelMTL.com~ This kind of discomfort made him fly away before. It was flooded like a tide, and his thoughts were so messy.

Finally, the pain that felt like a torture disappeared. He moved his hand, and a sharp black claw also moved. He turned his head left and right to look at his body. He succeeded, but the flame in Draco's heart that was delighted by the successful transformation was extinguished as soon as it rose. He found that the members of the surrounding umbrella team saw his Animagus immediately dispersed, even though It was Ellen indoors, and under the conditioned reflex he couldn't help but pull Luna next to him back two steps, and quickly closed the window.

Then Draco saw his reflection in Animagus in the frozen pond in the garden-he became a skunk! The kind of skunk that spews foul liquid at the enemy from the hips under the tail! Then, the knowledge that this liquid would cause the victim to lose sight for a short time, and that its strong odor could be smelled within a range of about 800 meters clearly emerged from Draco's mind.

Even the black and white skunk that Draco turned into looks cute. The white hair on top of its head is in the same position as the Malfoy's humanoid state. Its eyes are wide, like Draco's. The goldfish's eyes are exactly the same, but at this time, its eyes are full of despair and panic.

Luna leaned her body and asked Alan suspiciously: "Why did he think of hitting Liu Mi Dao when he first transformed Animagus?"

Allen shrugged when he heard the words: "I don't know, but I think it doesn't want to directly become the ninth person of Animagus registered in the 20th century. He will want to wait for others to complete the transformation and accompany him. He went to register together, so that Animagus, who felt more special than me, was no longer so conspicuous."