I, Hogwarts Second Week

Beside the black lake, a certain air of astonishment rose.

Don't say Kingsley.

Even Tonks, a pioneer in the popular formation, found it ridiculous.

Attacked the Minister of Magic because of a liar?

This was the most ridiculous reason she had ever heard for attacking the minister.

Fortunately, Owen is not here, otherwise he would give this old aunt a thumbs up and then kindly ask her if she is interested in joining Tongliao Universe.

Sigh - I think this guy really needs to go to St. Elizabeth's Hospital for some serious recuperation.

In one word, Tonks was silenced.

She had a cold face and an out-of-touch temperament, like an eggplant beaten by frost, with the word 'boring' written all over her face.

The woman in front of me is a madman with a sick brain.

She wasted her feelings and thought she had caught some vicious dark wizard.

The result is Hustler's ardent fans.

Ah~ I no longer have the resume I received.

Tonks turned and left.

Leave the finishing touches to colleagues.

She came to the black lake with a twitching face, ready to quietly

"Kingsley——"

"What's wrong?" Kingsley, who heard the sound and turned to look at Tonks, asked in confusion.

"Are you sure that woman has no accomplices?"

"Of course, our people have destroyed Hogsmeade—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tonks.

The rebellious girl raised her hand, pointed at the fire streaking across the horizon, and said calmly: "What is that?"

"Um?"

Several huge explosions suddenly sounded from the top of the Hogwarts hill.

"Boom~"

Then a red fireball with a diameter of more than ten feet flew down from the castle and hit the black lake.

"Get out of the way!"

All the Aurors quickly backed away.

"Crack! Bang!"

The hard ice was instantly melted by the fireball, creating a huge crater.

Water vapor filled the sky and rose into the sky.

It makes people unable to see clearly what is happening in front of them.

"Boom~Boom~"

Before anyone could take a breath, two more fireballs fell.

The terrifying heat even blew around Hermione and the others.

The surrounding snow turned into rain, which lasted for a while before recondensing into white falling flowers.

"Stop running away." A high-pitched voice came from the direction of the castle.

That voice was extremely familiar to Hermione and all the other little wizards.

"It's Professor Flitwick. Is he here to help Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione looked surprised.

But the next sentence in the mist instantly cooled her excited spirit.

"I admire you very much, Head of Ravenclaw." The ethereal voice was as holy as a unicorn in the forest.

"Hu~hu" A strange strong wind suddenly blew up on the black lake.

The white snow that the water vapor turned into was cleared away in an instant.

Finally, both Harry, Fudge and the Aurors noticed the two figures on the black lake.

Um? ? ?

Why are there so many viewers?

The witch's eyes quickly looked around and found that many people were familiar to her.

Hmmmm - they are all powerful rivals for the week.

But what the hell!

I wrap up tonight, and no one can stop me from performing this last scene.

At this time, Professor Flitwick also noticed Professor Dumbledore on the shore.

But the response he got was a nod from the old principal with an inexplicable smile.

Does this count as asking him to continue?

Professor Flitwick didn't know what Dumbledore meant, but he and Owen had indeed put a lot of thought into today, so asking him to stop now felt like a waste of energy and work in vain.

Hmm - at worst it's just an outdoor duel class.

Anyway, in the last duel between him and Owen, many magic spells couldn't be used because the auditorium was too small, so today was just the time to have fun.

The two looked at each other in silence, waiting for the curtain to open.

"Wow! It's Professor Flitwick!"

Because of the noise just now, many little wizards in the castle got up in the dark.

Sure enough, human nature is to enjoy watching the excitement.

After a while, the hillside was full of little wizards wearing thick robes.

Even many professors appeared in the crowd.

"Who is that girl?"

"I don't know, but - wow blue skin!"

"What's this? Haven't you seen that she has two faces? One eye is closed tightly, and the illusory face next to it looks so mysterious and handsome!"

"Is the Headmaster fighting with her? Why are they fighting?" asked a Hufflepuff wizard wrapped in a thick blanket.

"No need to ask, he must have done something bad." Another Gryffindor continued.

"Haha - you are so smart! What you said is the same as what you didn't say!"

At this time, the skin of Witch Lani was the time Hermione and Luna bumped into each other in the Room of Requirement.

There are only two arms, and apart from the blue skin, the body is more like flesh and blood than a puppet.

This is completely different from the appearance of the puppets encountered by some young wizards.

It’s the last dance after all.

It has to give people the feeling that some kind of black hand has finally appeared.

"Is the audience all here?" The witch's glowing blue eyes swept over the top of the mountain, across the mountainside, and finally landed on Professor Flitwick after crossing the faces of everyone on the edge of the black lake.

So – let’s get started!

Holding the scepter of Callia in his hand and wearing the golden Ravenclaw diadem.

A unicorn fur cape, lined with a star-reflecting robe.

The witch's lips moved slightly, and the wand in her hand waved slightly, and then a wisp of black mist suddenly appeared.

It spread very quickly, like silk, floating in the sky.

It wipes away the ice on the soles of the feet, covers the heavy snow, and tears apart the dark clouds, allowing the bright moonlight to shine in.

"I declare in the name of Witch Lani:"

Like a spot of light in the wind, Lani's illusory figure gradually solidified.

"The person who challenges Ravenclaw's will~"

"Will face this final judgment."

"Sing it for future generations~witnesses."

The black mist gradually obscured the entire sky near the Black Lake.

Dots of stars appear on the black satin.

Like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

The witch was walking on the turbulent lake water. A cold moon was like the eyes of a god, looking at everyone present indifferently and deeply.

"The heir of Rowena—Princess of the Moon, the incarnation of the Dark Moon."

Her words were like mumbling in a dream, but they were extremely shocking.

Everyone noticed that the dark moon high in the sky seemed to be shrouding her body.

"Huh~"

There was no joy or sorrow in Witch Lani's eyes.

The staff in his hand scooped up the water from the lake and immediately set off huge waves.

Waves of water flowed towards Professor Flitwick.

And there are countless ice blades hidden in this huge wave.

Wei Jiao did not panic, quickly shook his wand, and threw out a huge fireball again. The blazing heat instantly evaporated all the ice blades in front of him.

Then he reached out and pushed, and like a ball thrown casually, the fireball rolled toward the witch with unstoppable momentum.

"Disperse!"

The witch's beautiful face did not cause any changes.

Her long scepter struck the lake.

Suddenly, the lake water controlled by the transformation technique turned into a huge whale.

The whale jumped out of the water and opened its huge mouth.

The gleaming whale skin reflected the stars, and he swallowed the fireball into his belly in one bite.

Then it sank to the bottom of the lake.

Well - the professor deliberately reduced the power of the spell - Lani immediately sensed that there was something unusual about the magic power contained in this spell.

Only the empty shelves of special effects remain. Being able to evaporate her ice blade is already very difficult.

Although what she threw was just special effects

special effects

Since it is a special effect, she can let herself go.

Raise your hand to show respect.

After saying that, she suddenly raised her staff and waved it widely.

The next second, the tip of the staff immediately spit out a cloud of smoke containing stars.

The smoke spread quickly, covering half of the black lake in the blink of an eye.

"Creating Star Rain"

The stars flickered slightly, and then like stars falling, countless ice crystals streaked across the sky, and began to attack the Black Lake indiscriminately like rain.

That scene looked very fantastic

The little wizards at Hogwarts who were halfway up the mountain were shocked. Many wizards looked down at their wands.

Hiss - Why do you feel that the girl is the wizard and I am just a baboon waving a wand?

If the identity of both parties is not considered, I am afraid that many wizards will rush down on the spot and ask: Hello, where did you learn your magic?

I want to transfer to another school

This is no joke.

However, even if they ask, the witch girl will definitely not agree. I, Rhea Lucalia, don’t need so many magic ball materials.

Recruiting you to school is simply a waste of pyroxene!

On the Black Lake, the two people who were performing a stage play didn't know what the little wizards were thinking.

But the falling meteor was right in front of him, but Professor Flitwick was still walking leisurely.

He raised his wand, like a painter splashing ink on the canvas, splashing ink on the sky, cutting across it wantonly.

The witch's star rain really seemed to be cut by an invisible force. First it was broken into several pieces, and then it became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"Genius idea!" Every time he dueled with Owen, Professor Flitwick could find that his imagination seemed to be endless.

Just like this.

Use magic projection props to cover the sky, and the smoke affects the sight of people around you. The floating spell and fireflies mixed with lake water gather in the sky, and then let it fall.

He is simply a genius at developing magic items.

Except for how to make the fluorescence emit different colors, such a large-scale 'firework' is a little difficult. Even a third- or fourth-grade wizard can do it.

Of course they may not be able to do it on such a large scale.

But similar scenes can be restored enough.

This reminded Professor Flitwick of the two troublemakers in Gryffindor.

George and Fred—it’s hard to say they weren’t involved in setting the stage.

On the other side, the witch girl's cold expression showed no emotional changes.

Just her wand was raised again, and then another stream of magic came out.

——Soul torrent!

A torrent of pure magic power as thick as Hagrid's waist poured out. The huge magic power even caused the lake water to recede on both sides, and a cylindrical dent was clearly visible in the lake water.

Taking the exam with a keyboard and laptop while typing like crazy in the hotel