Hogwarts: Opening Shot Dumbledore

"A child..."

Amiya's eyes lit up, and she immediately thought of a brand new strategy - to capture the child as one of the bargaining chips for escaping.

After ten years of confinement in Targaryen, Amiya knew that several new lives had been born within the Targaryen tribe, but she had never seen one.

"There happens to be a child coming to our door. If he is Michu's child..."

Relying on the martial arts she had learned in the East, Amiya easily climbed onto the beam, pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and used it as a weapon, waiting for Ying Fei to walk in.

The next thing is very simple. Although Ying Fei's reaction is a bit ridiculously fast, Amiya is not a fool. After all, she has been in the Eastern Jianghu for so long, how can she do it without any skills?

So the current situation was created.

"What do you want to do?" Ying Fei asked with a hint of panic in his voice.

"Using you as a shield."

Amiya didn't shy away from telling her purpose. In her opinion, such a child was not worthy of her making up a lie.

After saying that, Amiya held Ying Fei hostage and hurried downstairs.

Ying Fei, on the other hand, also obeyed Amiya's arrangements very obediently.

In fact, Yingfei could directly confess his identity to Amiya, but he chose not to do so.

Because he was not ready to have another mother, he hesitated.

So Yingfei simply stood up and was carried down by Amiya, while his mind was thinking about other things.

Amiya walked down with Ying Fei. As soon as she reached the second floor, she met the little maid running up.

"Miss Amiya! Someone just now..."

The little maid was stunned when she saw the young man being held hostage by Amiya with a gold hairpin.

This kid is so good-looking...

(bebj) And...

The little maid looked at Amiya and then at Ying Fei.

The lady and this kid look alike!

"Xiaoya, you came just in time." Amiya was overjoyed when she saw the little maid running up in a hurry, "Come and watch this kid, don't let him run away."

"Ah, okay miss."

The maid named Xiaoya looked at Ying Fei with some restraint, took out her wand, pointed it at him, tried her best to look like she was not easy to mess with, and said, "Be honest!"

Xiaoya's face turned round, her eyes widened, and she looked fierce.

Yingfei's expression was calm and he didn't care at all about the wand in Xiaoya's hand.

After all, no matter how you look at this girl, her combat power is only five at the highest level, which does not arouse Ying Fei's vigilance at all.

At this time, his eyes were fixed on Amiya. After handing Yingfei to Xiaoya, Amiya walked out from behind Yingfei and finally let Yingfei see the whole picture.

She wore an oriental red dress, her long silver hair was tied into a high ponytail, and a silver metal belt tied around her waist outlined her perfect curves.

Targaryen's standard silver hair and silver eyes, high bridge of nose, delicate skin, and cherry-red lips combine to create an enchanting beauty.

The whole person looks extremely capable, like a female general from the battlefield, not a pampered noble.

To be honest, this is completely different from what Ying Fei imagined his mother to look like.

While Ying Fei was observing Amiya, Amiya also saw Ying Fei's face.

Unlike normal Targaryens, Yingfei has black hair and silver eyes, but this did not attract Amiya's attention. After all, Targaryens are not the kind of evil family who would rather marry close relatives to ensure pure blood. Occasionally, It is also normal to have direct descendants with other hair colors.

What really caught Amiya's attention was Ying Fei's face.

"Like, very similar, but not the same."

"If my son were here, he would be as old as him..."

Wait, could it be...

"What's your name?" Amiya suddenly looked at Ying Fei nervously and asked.

Ying Fei stole a name without changing his expression: "My name is Harry, Harry Targaryen."

After hearing this, Amiya took a deep look at Ying Fei, then pulled out a short sword from the belt behind her and continued walking down.

Xiaoya also quickly put her magic wand against Ying Fei's back: "Quickly go!"

As a result, just after taking a few steps, Xiaoya suddenly remembered what she had forgotten just now, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss, a man wearing armor and two meters tall just broke in. Have you seen him?"

Yingfei:......

Hiss, if I had known, I would have put away the armor downstairs.

Amiya turned around and said doubtfully: "No?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoya said in panic: "Then we have to find him quickly. What if he finds out that the young lady is trying to escape and tips the news?"

Amiya frowned, made a mental calculation, and said, "It's too late. It won't take long for them to put out the fire. If we go out now, we should still have a chance."

"But..." Xiaoya wanted to say something else, but Amiya went straight downstairs.

Xiaoya held back what she said and had no choice but to push Ying Fei down.

"He's a hothead."

Seeing Amiya's decision, Ying Fei commented silently in his heart.

She was so arrogant that she didn't look like the nobles she had seen before. If Amiya had gone to Hogwarts, she must have been a Gryffindor.

After a while, several people walked to the attic door.

"Xiaoya, later you take this child and go ahead, and I will follow behind." Amiya patted Xiaoya on the shoulder, and as soon as she finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the air.

A silent and wandless phantom spell?

Ying Fei was a little surprised when he saw this scene.

"Okay." Xiaoya agreed to Amiya first, then took a deep breath, pushed Yingfei forward with her wand, and said, "You just need to walk forward later, don't make any other unnecessary movements, do you hear me?" ?”

Yingfei nodded hurriedly.

"Very good, then move forward, remember, my wand is always behind you." Xiaoya pushed Yingfei, and then whispered sadly.

Hehe, this girl is pretty good at scaring people.

Ying Fei felt funny in his heart, but pretended to be panicked on his face and walked away.

"Don't show such an expression, be normal, do you want to expose us?!"

Hearing Xiaoya's voice, Yingfei restrained his slightly exaggerated acting skills and walked forward normally.

Chapter 183 It’s so fun to have fun!

After walking out of the attic, the road leading to the castle gate is a long corridor.

Beyond the corridor is a very high cliff. Looking down, it is all white.

There are currently no other Targaryens in the corridor, only Ying Fei, Xiao Ya and the invisible Amiya.

As he walked forward, Ying Fei thought of the scene where Amiya cast a spell silently without a wand.

Although Yingfei himself could cast spells silently and without a wand, he never thought it was an easy skill.

Wandless spellcasting requires strong magic control ability, and you can mobilize your own magic power without using a wand. Ying Fei was able to do this entirely because he often used magic before entering Hogwarts.

Silent casting requires proficiency in the use of magic spells. If it is the first time the magic spell is used, even Dumbledore cannot do it silently. Ying Fei was able to do it silently because he had a thorough study of the magic patterns that activated the magic spell, and he did it by using tricks.

Ying Fei didn't understand how Amiya practiced silent and wand-free spell casting, but he knew that there were only a few people in this world who could do it silently and wand-free.

"So, this mother's strength should not be underestimated~ah..."

For a moment, Ying Fei felt relaxed. This at least proved that Amiya had the strength to protect herself. After taking her out, he could continue his alchemy research with confidence without having to take care of her all the time.

Originally, Ying Fei thought that he would take away a mentally ill patient who needed constant care from here, but now this situation really made him feel relieved.

However, how to confess to Amiya is another headache for Yingfei...

"Speaking of which, whose child are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" Xiaoya suddenly asked from behind, making Yingfei freeze up.

Hiss——, how do I know which family I am a child of?

"Well, of course I am a child of the Targaryen family..." After thinking about it, Ying Fei said tentatively.

"Nonsense, I also know your surname is Targaryen. You can tell just by looking at your eyes." Xiaoya said angrily, "I'm asking which master's child you are, not whether you are from the Targaryen family. .”

Ying Fei knew that it was difficult to get away with it, so he said with a smile: "It goes without saying..."

"Are you worried that the lady will implicate your father? Don't worry, we will go out later and won't come back again. I just wanted to mention it out of curiosity." Xiaoya continued, vowing to let Yingfei tell her origins. .

Please, you also said that you just mentioned it out of curiosity, why can't you see that I don't want to say it?

I am really speechless...

Ying Fei thought as he quickly thought about the names of Targaryen people he knew.

Although Belet and Lal are his uncles, the young masters in Xiaoya's mouth, they obviously don't have sons yet and cannot be used as shields.

Richel, tut, don’t mention it.

Gal was the one Ying Fei killed. Ying Fei didn't know if he had any children, but judging from his age, he probably didn't.

There are not only these direct descendants in the Targaryen family, but also many collateral descendants, but Ying Fei doesn't know the names of any of them.

It seems that the only one Ying Fei knows about is Mi Xiu...

no solution anymore.

"My father is Beilet." Ying Fei's face was calm, but in fact he was extremely depressed.

Yingfei really didn't want to call himself Mi Xiu's son. This was a great shame and humiliation for Yingfei.

Mud, Belet, I'm giving you a favor...

"Master Beilet?" Xiaoya was a little surprised, "Isn't he childless?"

Wow, sure enough.

Yingfei was a little embarrassed, but he didn't understand the situation and couldn't make up a good reason, so he could only hesitate and couldn't speak.

"Oh, I understand, you are Bellet's illegitimate son?" Who knew that at this time, Xiaoya suddenly said as if she had a sudden realization.