Hogwarts Shippuden

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"What! Did you use the Patronus Charm to create that blob just now?"

On the way out of the training room and back to the room, Little Beaver asked what Kyle had just tinkered with.

Kyle chose to tell the truth, but in the end he got a big stare.

"Why even the beautiful magic of the Patronus Charm can make you toss into that evil appearance?"

Hermione's face flushed slightly as she remembered when she cast the Patronus Charm, her mind was full of images of Kyle.

Hearing Hermione use the adjective "evil" to describe him, Kyle glanced at Little Beaver with some reluctance.

"Magic is not good or evil. What really determines the nature of a magic is the person who uses it."

Without waiting for the little **** to refute him, Kyle continued to speak: "Shenfeng Wuying is a black magic, but I can use it to peel potatoes. It's not black magic, but I increase the magic output, and I can make one with one shot. Muggles fried in the morgue."

Kyle spread his hands, "So, there is no difference between good and evil in magic, it still depends on the person who uses it."

Hermione obviously did not agree with Kyle's statement very much. She cited several dark wizards whose minds were eroded by black magic as examples to refute Kyle's point of view.

Kyle spread his hands helplessly, "Look at me studying black magic every day, am I being eroded by my mind?"

The outside world has always been rumored that black magic can erode the mind.

But in reality, that's simply because black magic is so much easier to learn than white magic.

Because the power brought by black magic is at your fingertips, those idiots who are addicted to black magic have a power that does not match their xinxing.

To others, they seem to have been corrupted by black magic.

This is the real origin of this statement.

After refuting Hermione's point of view, Kyle asked her: "Do you see me as a dark wizard who does all kinds of evil?"

Hearing what Kyle said, Hermione choked on her lips.

But she immediately recalled the time when Kyle led her bravely through Knockturn Alley, the one-stop service of murder and cremation, and sent away the dark wizards who tortured her father.

She nodded firmly, "Yes, you are a dark wizard!"

Seeing Kyle's blushing face, Hermione raised her chin slightly, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's really rare for Kyle to show such an angry, but helpless expression.

She also thought that the golden glitter of Hogwarts, no matter what kind of predicament it faced, would be able to take it with equanimity.

Seeing the dazed appearance of the little beaver, a bad taste suddenly flooded Kyle's heart.

He took a step forward, grabbed Little Beaver's shoulders and pressed her against the wall next to her. A flying thunder **** Kumai with a cold glow appeared on his right hand.

Kunai pressed against the little beaver's throat, and only half a centimeter forward could cut through her skin.

With a cold and cruel smile on Kyle's face, "You said I was a dark wizard, be careful I kill you."

The little **** instantly felt an extremely strong killing intent locked onto her.

She held her breath uncontrollably, and the cold chill of the wall behind her made her palms slowly seep cold sweat.

After killing seven in seven out of Diagon Alley, with the help of fear spell, Kyle mastered the method of using killing intent to intimidate others.

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Of course, this method can only scare an inexperienced little witch like Hermione.

Not to mention ceiling players like Grindelwald and Dumbledore, even if it is against Xiaonan, it has no effect.

Seeing the pupils of the little **** with her head lowered, her pupils dilated, staring out of focus at Kunai against her throat, Kyle took a step back.

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the little beaver, "Are you scared?"

Uh... it seems like I'm really scared.

Kyle slowly restrained the killing intent that locked Hermione, and Hermione recovered slightly.

She slowed down for a moment, and her frightened pale face regained a bit of blood, and then she suddenly burst out with a terrified scream.

"what--"

The little beaver's screams stopped abruptly.

Because Kyle covered her mouth.

It would be bad if Dumbledore found out he was bullying Little Beaver.

Covering her mouth, Hermione, who was in a hurry, bit Kyle's hand viciously.

Embarrassed, didn't bite.

Kyle turned on the demon skin the moment she opened her mouth.

"Are you a dog?"

Kyle wiped his hands with the hem of Hermione's clothes in disgust.

When Hermione bit his hand just now, there was a lot of Hermione's saliva on his hand.

The little **** who reacted frantically hit Kyle with his fist, er, the kind of fist with strange power.

Even with the demon skin on, Kyle was smashed and grinned.

After all, he used killing intent to intimidate her first. Kyle felt guilty, but that didn't mean he had to stand in place and be beaten by the little beaver.

He spread his feet and ran out.

The furious Hermione chased after him closely, as if she would not stop until Kyle was beaten to death today.

The two chased after each other and ran far away in the castle.

It was not until he came to the door of his room that Kyle stopped.

Hermione adjusted her disturbed breathing, glanced at Kyle with a complicated look, and complained, "You didn't really want to kill me just now, did you?"

Kyle looked up at the ceiling, "Am I like the kind of person who kills people if they don't agree?"

Little Beaver wanted to say yes, but she was afraid that Kyle would hold Kuwu to her throat again later.

So she chose not to answer, and angrily went to pull the door handle of the room.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the room that Alfred arranged for her was just opposite Kyle's room, and Xiao Nan's room was diagonally opposite her.

Hermione pushed open the door of the room and wanted to go in. Kyle coughed lightly: "Cough, that... Hermione."

She turned around angrily, her tone full of impatience, "What's wrong?"

"That's my room," Kyle pointed to the door opposite, "your room is opposite."

Hermione's movement into the room came to a halt, and her face quickly turned from white to red.

Embarrassed, he closed the door of the room, and the little **** scurried back to his room.

Standing at the door of his room, Kyle waved to Little Beaver's room opposite, "Good night, Hermione."

no respond.

...

Just as the little **** was sulking under the covers~www.NovelMTL.com~ a beach on the eastern coast of the country.

A skinny black dog was resting on a wooden board, struggling hard in the sea a hundred meters away from the land.

Fortunately, at the time of high tide, with the help of the tide, the black dog quickly approached the land.

The moment the four feet landed on the ground, the exhausted black dog got off the plank and struggled to move a few more steps forward.

It didn't fall to the ground until it came to a place where the sea couldn't reach it.

Lying on his side, the black dog's sunken eyes stared absently at the shadowy tents on the beach in the distance.

There were also a few barbecue grills still emitting curling smoke.

After resting for a while, the black dog, who had regained some strength, struggled to stand up, and tremblingly walked towards the barbecue grill in the distance.

It hoped to find a few bones of flesh left over from people partying on the beach there, to soothe the constant hunger in its empty stomach.