Hogwarts: Opening Shot Dumbledore

These crazy little wizards calmed down a little and made way to let Ying Fei out. Ying Fei took three steps at a time to avoid these crazy little wizards, and hurried out.

Cassandra was already waiting at the door of the classroom. When she saw him coming out, she taunted: "Hey, why don't you stay among the women for a while?"

"What are you doing here?" Ying Fei said angrily, "Are you waiting for them to give me some stupid title?"

"A shield-wielding Prince of Dark Arts Defense?"

"Hahahaha..." Cassandra was amused by his words. To be honest, Ying Fei's nickname was really tasteless. Cassandra laughed at him for several days.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my shield and show you a piece of evidence." Ying Fei took the lead and walked towards the outside of the castle.

"What evidence?"

"Proof that the disarming spell is green."

The two soon arrived on the grass outside the castle.

Ying Fei took out the shield, took out the alchemical bullet made by Quirrell's disarming spell from the storage box, and introduced: "This is the disarming spell absorbed by the shield."

"So your shield can also turn the enemy's magic spells into bullets? And then you use your firearms to fight back?" Cassandra exclaimed, "What an amazing idea!"

Ying Fei picked up the bullet and saw the red and green colors inside at a glance. He said: "Look, this bullet is red and green, and Quirrell's disarming spell is also the same color!"

"No?" Cassandra wondered, "It's just red."

"???" Ying Fei was confused,

"No, sister, are you blind? Can't you see such obvious red and green colors?".

Chapter 37 Voldemort’s Speculations

"What did you just call me?!" Cassandra was confused by his title.

"Don't worry about it for now." Ying Fei also realized that he had just made some bad remarks, "I think you should have your eyes checked."

Cassandra knew that Ying Fei just said it casually because he was too anxious, but she still said angrily: "My eyes are very good!"

"But why can't you see that green?" Ying Fei retorted.

Cassandra was speechless, this kid was really scary when he was so stubborn sometimes.

"I suggest you find someone to look at this bullet now instead of discussing the eye issue with me here."

When Ying Fei heard this, he immediately said: "Just wait, I will bring someone over immediately, and then I will ask for leave to take you to St. Mungo's."

"???" Cassandra had black streaks all over her head. She was really angry with him. How could anyone say that and take someone to the hospital? Isn't this just a pure hope that her eyes will be abnormal?

Yingfei came back soon, bringing with him a confused Malfoy.

"Here, take this bullet." Ying Fei put the alchemy bullet heavily into Malfoy's hand, pointed at Cassandra and said to Malfoy: "Tell the woman in front of you loudly what this bullet is. color?!"

Malfoy looked at Cassandra and then at Ying Fei. He felt that the atmosphere between the two was not normal, as if they had a quarrel.

Combined with what Ying Fei asked him to do just now, it is inferred that the two people may have had a dispute over the color of the bullet.

Just like his father Lucius could never recognize his mother's lipstick color, it should be reasonable for Cassandra to not recognize the color of Ying Fei's bullets, right?

But since Yingfei asked me to tell the color of this bullet, it means that he recognizes me! Malfoy was deeply touched by the recognition from his eldest brother.

But because he couldn't afford to offend Cassandra, Malfoy finally didn't dare to speak loudly and could only whisper:

"It's red."

Ying Fei's eyes widened after hearing this: "No, look again, how can it be red?"

Malfoy looked confused: "Um...then I should say...blood red?" Malfoy thought it might be because the color was not accurate.

Cassandra looked at these two funny guys and thought it was funny, but as she smiled, her face gradually became serious:

"We have to take him to St. Mungo's to have a look sometime."

Ying Fei looked at the bullet blankly. In his eyes, the bullet was still red and green.

"So, there is actually something wrong with my eyes?"

Just when Ying Fei was worried about his eyes, in a dark office, Chi Luo was sitting at the table with a fearful look on his face, muttering something in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Master, it's all... my fault... It was me... who didn't investigate his shield... that caused your... plan to fail..."

Where Quirrell couldn't see, Voldemort was staring at his subordinate with a dissatisfied look on his face, but no matter how dissatisfied he was, he wouldn't show it now. After all, he was still parasitic on him, so he had to take care of his emotions. .

"I will definitely kill this damn idiot when he is resurrected." Thinking of this, Voldemort forced his voice to become gentle:

"It's not your fault. No one would have thought he had such a shield."

"But our plan is not a failure. According to my observation, his shield was made of ancient alchemy. The magic spell I shot was only transferred, not invalidated."

"Charms and curses cannot be put together. As long as he still wants to use that shield, he will definitely come into contact with my curse. As long as he comes into contact, my plan will succeed!"

After hearing this, Quirrell quickly said: "You are indeed the master! I can't imagine your wisdom!"

"Hahahaha..." Voldemort obviously took advantage of Quirrell's flattery.

"However, I...have a...question..."

"Oh? Do you have any questions?" Voldemort was suddenly satisfied with this eloquent subordinate, and planned to answer his doubts mercifully, so that he would feel less resentful when he was killed by him in the future.

Quirrell felt a chill and asked tremblingly: "Why...why do you want to kill...the child named Ying...Fei?"

Voldemort's voice was silent for a while and then said: "Do you know the Targaryen family?"

"I've heard a little bit, and I heard that... they... all have a... divine... mysterious physique."

"It's not the physique, it's the eyes." Voldemort's voice suddenly became serious, "The eyes of the Targaryen family can vaguely see the thoughts of others, which is equivalent to a low-end Legilimency spell."

"I heard that their head of the family can also see through spells and curses, and even the amount of magic power in a person's body."

"You... mean..." Quirrell recalled the silver pupils of that handsome boy.

"Yes, I suspect that he is a descendant of Targaryen. He doesn't know what happened and is living outside." Voldemort confirmed Quirrell's guess. "Killing him is to prevent him from seeing that I am parasitic on you. The other one is just for his eyes!”

"As long as I get these eyes, it means that everyone has no secrets in my eyes!" Voldemort said.

After hearing this, Quirrell smiled and said: "Master... don't worry, you will soon... get... these... eyes..."

"Hahaha..." Voldemort smiled happily, "But this is just a guess. Quirrell, keep an eye on him. Once he is cursed and dies, immediately dig out his eyes and give them to me! I'll do it. Verify whether he is a descendant of Targaryen..."

"yes..."

"Very good. I'm a little tired of controlling your body today. Give me your magic power today. I want to sleep for a while."

Quirrell felt part of the magic power in his body disappear, and then Voldemort fell into a deep sleep behind his head.

"Ying Fei..."

Looking at the flickering candlelight on the table, Quirrell murmured to himself.

Chapter 38 Harry Potter

Ying Fei on the other side, after asking several people in succession, finally determined that there was something wrong with his eyes.

However, when Cassandra found a color card for Ying Fei to look at, they were surprised to find that Ying Fei had no problem with his eyesight!

"Otherwise...you should go find Madam Pomfrey and ask?" Cassandra suggested.

Ying Fei looked at the alchemy bullet in his hand and shook his head: "It's not my problem, it's its problem."

"This may be its problem, but it must also be your reason, otherwise why can't we see it?" Cassandra said, "I'll write a letter and ask my father. Maybe he knows something about the Targaryen family. secret."

After Cassandra finished speaking, she quickly walked towards the owl loft.

"What family?" Malfoy next to him looked confused again. "Boss, aren't you an orphan?"

"Nothing." Ying Fei said expressionlessly.

Malfoy realized that Yingfei didn't want to talk about this, so he immediately changed the subject: "Boss, have you done your Transfiguration homework?"

"If you do it well, please let me learn from it!"

Malfoy swore that it wasn't really because he was playful, but because he had too much homework!

"Haha." Ying Fei smiled, "Professor McGonagall personally said that my Transfiguration homework will be waived. You won't forget it, right?"

"Ah..." Malfoy's expression suddenly became complicated. He was filled with regret that he couldn't copy the homework, and he was also jealous of cheaters like Ying Fei.

"Then can you ask Cassandra for me? She should have done it."

Ying Fei laughed again, with a funny expression on his face and said, "Kassandra is exempt from doing it too!"

"No? No? No one else needs to do homework, right?"

Malfoy felt that there were several black lines falling down from his head, and his whole body felt bad, so he had to change the subject again:

"Boss, when will you learn the disarming spell?"

"you guess."

Malfoy was speechless after hearing this. At this moment, the great savior came towards us with his knights. Malfoy walked up quickly as if he had seen a beautiful woman.

"Hey, Potter! What a coincidence you're here!"

Ying Fei watched from behind and felt a chill. Why is this guy so angry?

"Stay away from us, Malfoy!" Before the savior could say anything, the loyal knight had already shown his sword and roared at the enemy.

"You are very rude, Ron." Since Malfoy listened to Ying Fei's teachings, he rarely said vulgar words in front of Harry, and he no longer caused Harry any problems. On the contrary, it was Ron who always Whenever I see Malfoy, my mouth stinks.

Harry also stopped Ron at this time and said, "Malfoy didn't do anything. Ron, we should be more polite."

What Harry meant was that Malfoy had been very well-behaved during this period and maybe he could consider letting go of this grudge.

The loyal Ron can certainly understand the savior's thoughts, but he does not agree with Harry's point of view: "He is a Slytherin, Harry! He must be planning something behind the scenes!"

When Ying Fei, who was watching the show not far away, heard these words, he immediately became unhappy and asked with a cold face: "What's wrong with Slytherin?"

When Ron saw it was Ying Fei, his momentum dropped by several percent. He knew Ying Fei's name very well. There was news at noon that he knew the disarming spell and made a shield that could invalidate the opponent's spell. If this happened, If there was no conflict, he and Harry together wouldn't be enough to win against Feida.

However, how can the knight of the savior lose face?

Ron said bravely: "Slytherin is the one who knows how to use such dirty methods!"

"Okay, Ron!" Harlin quickly caught him, then turned around and bowed to Ying Fei to apologize, "I'm sorry, my friend caused you trouble."

Ying Fei quite approved of Harry's attitude: "I think you should change your friends. Why not try Malfoy? People in Slytherin are actually not difficult to get along with."

"A bad friend like him will often cause you unnecessary trouble, won't he?"

After hearing this, Ron started shouting: "You are sowing discord! As long as Harry has me, that's enough!"