I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 281 Witnessing the Miracle——The boys who stayed up all night

Facing such a brave opponent, if she had been standing in front of a human wizard or other intelligent creature, she might have turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, Hermione's opponent is not a wizard, but a magical puppet.

They with Iron Hearts don't know fear.

The only magical puppet watched slowly walk into Hermione. It was just mechanical. After completing the action of replacing the long bow, the blue long bow magic dissipated automatically. Then, it picked up the big sword beside it, displayed its sword skills, and rushed over.

"Expelliarmus!"

The grapevine wand threw out a red light, and the magic spell hit the puppet's wrist with force, snatching away its sword.

Following the same operation, Miss Granger controlled the sword, swung it in a circular motion, and beheaded the owl with one strike.

"boom!"

The puppet that fell to the ground set off bursts of smoke.

Simple - crude - full of violent aesthetics.

The dust scattered the broken hair on her forehead, and her brown hair danced wildly in the wind.

The robe on his body also whistled.

This - everyone looked at the witch wordlessly. Just as Professor Flitwick insisted, casting spells should be like a scalpel, precise and ruthless. In Hermione, this kind of modern wizard has the qualities to do so. All aesthetic expressions are vividly displayed by her.

In her, you can clearly see why ancient warlocks became lonely.

"Well done." No matter how other wizards judge, Professor Fred will definitely give high marks to Hermione's performance. Although he is not a referee, he can give Hermione extra points!

On the field, in addition to Professor Flitwick, Professors Snape and Moody were also among them.

As the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Moody's worldview has completely collapsed and been rebuilt countless times during this period, and this time he has undoubtedly collapsed again.

Whether it was Cedric or Coatl of Ilvermorny, the powerful magical abilities of these rising stars made him sincerely feel absurd. The illusive feeling made him sincerely feel that this might be a dream.

In fact, this is easy to understand. The performance of the little wizards was in huge conflict with his original world view, and his brain activated the protective mechanism, making him mentally confused.

As for Snape - the better Miss Granger behaved, the darker his face became.

Because of the four major houses in the school, Slytherin seemed to be at the bottom unknowingly.

This was intolerable to him.

Of course, he would not show his dissatisfaction, especially at this time, with wizards from other schools present, so it would be difficult to talk about it later.

Finally, it’s our Professor McGonagall!

She giggled on the podium and whispered excitedly to the famous wizards around her about the rising star of her academy.

Especially Ms. Olim Maxim, the principal of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She had heard the name Hermione Granger from Professor McGonagall seven times in two minutes.

Every time she said this, Ms. Maxim's face would darken.

She had foreseen such a result.

Two years ago, when the little witch who had just graduated from the second grade could roughly cast spells without a wand, she knew that another great wizard was about to emerge from Hogwarts.

Fleur is very good, this is obvious, even because of the stimulation two years ago, it made her study spells harder, and the progress is visible to the naked eye.

However, the gap between her and the Hogwarts witch was also rapidly widening.

It's not because she's not good enough, it's just that some wizards are destined to be unable to compare with ordinary wizards.

On the other side, from the slope of the inner wall, Hermione walked up step by step.

Although her battles are thrilling, they are full of rhythm and everything is under her control.

It's time to deal with the fire dragon Bakar.

Hermione looked up.

Looking at the dragon that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

"I thought you would never grow up!" She gripped the wand tightly, ready to fight.

Then, there was a sudden sound in her ears, causing her to subconsciously turn her head and raise her wand.

"Zheng!"

"call out!"

"boom!"

A large sword passed Miss Granger's side.

The sword was embedded in the rock wall of the pyramid.

The rocks cracked and flew everywhere.

The little wizard in the stands turned his head to look almost at the same time as Hermione.

I saw that in the venue, whether it was a puppet with a head, someone stuck on the ground, or someone controlled.

They are all emitting a faint blue fluorescence.

Then, pieces of metal on the puppet's body seemed to come alive, squirming full of activity. Then the half-kneeling figure on the ground slowly stood up, and its metal body seemed to be exposed, and the thing inserted in it was The sword spat out.

As for the decapitated one, its head turned into countless broken metal fragments, and the fragments reunited on the neck, intact as before.

Those who were controlled erupted with dazzling light, and then a repulsive force dispelled all the magic spells on them.

"Don't worry! Miss Granger."

Owen's joking voice came from the wind.

He was currently sitting on a protruding stone, meditating with his legs, holding up a wand, dots of silver light. It was ancient magic that ordinary wizards could not see at all. He was like an exquisite puppet master, with a wand A slight shake controls the overall situation.

"These puppets can't be killed!" His voice was light, but it penetrated her ears easily.

Upon hearing the sound, Miss Granger frowned slightly. Instinctively, she sensed that a danger was approaching.

What does that guy Irving want to do?

She didn't know, but that didn't stop her from making preparations immediately!

"The treasure chest is coming!"

Hermione on the wall didn't hesitate at all.

She held her wand high and shouted.

Suddenly, in the stands, among the crowd of Gryffindors, a box suddenly flew onto the field.

In the air, Miss Granger raised her wand slightly, and the treasure chest opened immediately.

Then a dirty hat that looked like it hadn't been washed for hundreds of years fell off.

And that's not what she wanted.

Miss Granger raised her left hand high, and a little light suddenly flashed in her hat, and then with a "crash" and a crisp sword chant, the Sword of Gryffindor appeared and landed on her left hand.

Then with a tap of her wand, the treasure chest began to transform rapidly. It turned into an eagle and snatched the Sorting Hat in mid-air.

Back in the stands.

This is what Professor McGonagall fought for her.

A symbol of her Gryffindor heir status.

"what is that?"

On top of the city wall, Miss Granger stood in the wind, the chilling wind blowing across her body. She held the wand in one hand and the sword of Gryffindor in the other, just like the Valkyrie in Celtic mythology. King of the kingdom.

Not all young wizards recognize the Sword of Gryffindor.

It should be said that few people recognized this sword at all.

Except for a few mischievous little guys who had entered the principal's office, such as George and Fred, who among Harry and Ron had ever seen that long sword?

"It's the sword of Gryffindor!" George said excitedly, his eyes staring at the sword in Hermione's hand, and he was fascinated for a moment.

That is the highest honor of the Lion House. Legend has it that the one recognized by the sword is the real Gryffindor.

"Yes, we met in the principal's office."

"I've seen it too, on the shelf on the wall, next to the Sorting Hat." Harry also recognized the sword.

"Hermione she-"

Everyone was speechless at this time.

Although there were various rumors that she was the heir to Gryffindor, everyone who lived with her day and night did not really believe it.

After all, Hermione was like a Ravenclaw before her third year.

Wasn't it rumored that she had been approved by Rowena Ravenclaw in her second year?

But now - when she holds the sword in her hand, all the rumors have become true, and no one can object anymore.

From this moment on, she was the true heir of Gryffindor.

"jump!"

That was the sound of the earth cracking.

The next second, as everyone screamed, five magic puppets, each holding a sword, pierced from five directions from above, below, left, right, and amid the howling of the earth.

The chilling atmosphere was so thick that people couldn't breathe.

But not everyone is in a panic and can't find Bei.

Courage is a very precious thing, but coincidentally, the girl holding the sword possesses this rarest quality.

"soul--"

Miss Granger, holding the wand, the next second, a bright blue light appeared, like a falling star.

In that vast and cosmic light, the entire Milky Way shone.

Azure pulsed at the tip of her staff.

It was the galaxy that stretched out its inviting hand and caressed Hermione's hand, which was holding the wand.

Then the starlight was even worse!

It was bright, like the sun, and the restless magic power was rippling from all around her body. Her entire body was rippling in the blue ocean of magic.

"Riptide!"

Just a flat push.

Like simply pushing open a door.

The next second, the meteor that destroyed the dinosaurs pierced the air.

It was as thick as a giant tree in the Forbidden Forest that only three people could surround. It roared, as if it could tear apart all the illusions in the world, and swallowed up the five puppets in an instant.

"Buzz~~~~"

The torrent of magic continued to destroy the metal puppet, emitting a long ringing like a bell.

In the shocked and numb eyes of countless wizards who were speechless, they reflected the reality that the puppet was vaporized and dissipated like smoke.

quiet--

No cheers, no applause, no exclamations.

The only quiet thing around was the sound of the wind.

"Experienced timing."

Looking at the huge gap that was more than ten feet wide and unknown how many feet long in the field, Owen placed a hand on his cross-legged leg and looked at Hermione with a smile on his face.

In fact, when Owen taught her Source Magic, he didn't want Hermione to use it as a trump card.

You must always remember that things that are eliminated by the times must have their flaws.

The biggest flaw of source magic is that the casting time is too long.

Although Owen seems to be able to cast spells casually, that's him. With the blessing of ancient magic, Owen's reference is not universal.

In fact, it would take at least five seconds for an ordinary wizard to cast this spell.

Five seconds - Harry can cast four and a half disarming spells, and the remaining half is considered a buffer time for abnormal performance.

When you learn this magic spell with great effort, you will find that those five seconds are enough for you to be bitten by Avatar five times, five times! ! !

So this is why these magics will eventually disappear.

Owen was worried that if Hermione used these magics like normal spells, she might be interrupted.

But judging from just now, her fighting talent is not low, and her timing of casting spells is very good.

It happened to be the interval between the puppet's resurrection and its impact.

"Nothing!"

Owen raised his little hand.

Then a hurricane of metal blew up from all sides of the venue.

Superimposed on each other, colliding with each other, playing an unknown symphony.

The next second, the puppet resurrected again, just like before.

"This -" Miss Granger stared blankly around the chasm of the field, as the hill-like giant revived again.

"Oh! My dear Miss Granger, I never lie to others. They really can resurrect indefinitely."

The light voice of a certain boy reached Hermione's ears at just the right moment, just when she was feeling nervous.

Will he be resurrected?

Hermione was slightly startled.

Then she looked at the puppets that had pounced on her again.

A bit of cold light first appeared, and the sword passed through the void.

At this moment, it finally showed the power of the legendary magic item.

I saw blazing flames suddenly burst out, rushing towards the puppet like a tornado of burning flames.

At this time, the reward she received after passing Gryffindor's first trial, the first reward given by that guy La Godric - was a complete set of 'sword skills'.

All I can say is, this is very Gryffindor.

In addition, Hermione also got some 'truths' about the sword, which finally made her reward somewhat useful.

The sword of Gryffindor, forged by the goblins, is a purely magical weapon.

It refers to the legendary King Arthur's sword, the Sword of the Chosen King, and the Sword in the Stone.

The sword shares certain qualities with the Sword in the Stone, such as that only a true Gryffindor can pull out the sword.

Except - the legendary Sword of the Lake, the second sword given to Arthur by the Fairy of the Lake, is also among the references of the goblins.

Legend has it that the sword in the stone that Arthur drew when he was young to choose the king broke due to a fight that violated the spirit of chivalry in a duel. King Arthur regretted losing the holy sword very much.

So Merlin guided him to the holy lake. The fairy in the lake held a sword and raised it out of the water.

He received the holy sword Excalibur, known as the "Sword of the King" from the Lake Fairy. (EX curry stick.)

This sword was made by the elves in Avalon. The sword was made of gold and the hilt was inlaid with precious stones. Its sharp edge cut iron like clay, so the Lady of the Lake named it "Excalibur" (that is, the ancient Celtic language (meaning "broken steel")).

King Arthur, who held this sword, won twelve important battles in ten years.

Gryffindor himself is also a legend lover.

The Sword of Gryffindor also has a blessing effect on certain special magics.

This is somewhat similar to the Elder Wand. In short, maybe Godric Gryffindor also hopes that his sword can be passed down as a legend like King Arthur's sword.

And today, he almost succeeded.

The flames burned, forming a huge tornado that danced on the blade.

Just like the legendary Sword of the King - its Wind King barrier.

And as Miss Granger waved, the tornado poured down, directly destroying all the enemies in front of her.

And this is not Miss Granger's purpose.

Once she learned that these puppets could be resurrected for no apparent reason, she was no longer obsessed with killing them outright.

Gryffindor's magic just now. Just used to block the footsteps of those puppets.

The real spell she wants to cast is yet to come.

"Oh my God!"

"Mom asked me why I knelt down to watch the game!"

"Harry, come and see God."

In the stands, the din finally overcame the silence.

Justin is even more talkative. He probably learned from Irving.

"What kind of magic is that!" The little wizards stared blankly.

Hold the figure that glows red against the flames.

For a moment, they couldn't say anything except wonder.

On the rostrum, the principals and professors fell silent one after another.

That child - where did she learn so many powerful spells?

Especially the Ministry of Magic officials and members of the Federation who didn't know the truth. Their eyes when looking at Miss Granger changed from expectation to horror.

Who was the last Hogwarts wizard to be this good?

It seems to be the one without a nose!

But now - they don't think those spells are white magic.

A black wand so powerful it's more powerful than any of Durstrang's wizards.

Involuntarily, they focused their attention on the man named Grindelwald sitting side by side with Dumbledore.

"Is this the legendary source of magic?" The old principal was very interested. He had seen Owen perform this magic, but as mentioned above, Owen's spell did not have reference value.

When spellcasters other than Owen appeared, Dumbledore's interest was aroused this time.

Research interest.

This is the oldest magic spell in the legend, a magic with a long history. It is a destruction spell created by human wizards observing meteors.

Whether it is for historical or magical reasons, this curse needs to be studied.

"Aren't you curious how that kid knows so many curses?" From the side, Grindelwald's voice reached Dumbledore's ears.

"I'm not curious," he responded with a smile.

"Everyone has their own secret. What matters is not magic, but the direction in which the wand is pointed." Dumbledore continued, "Choosing to be a good person is more precious than any spell."

"I'm afraid that others are not as great as you." His grandfather's voice was very plain, but there was some kind of suppression in it. He looked around.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on two short guys in black robes in the corner of the stands.

"Yes!" the old principal said with emotion, "Human! Always choose between what is right and what is easy."

the other side.

corner of the venue. Owen looked at the sword in Hermione's hand with interest.

Another powerful magic item.

And - "Engraving the ancient magic spell on the sword, and activating it in this way will offset the forward swing of the wizard's spell. I have to say, it is really a genius idea."

he praised.

He couldn't borrow Fleur's Infinity Gauntlet, but he could always play with Granger's sword!

Owen then continued to use ancient magic to control his five knights to fight against his great demon named Hermione Granger.

"Lo—this soul game is really hard to play, and the BOSS is so hard to beat! I've failed so many times."

Owen made a playful expression.

And just when he was about to continue his efforts to get some Granger BOSS in one go.

Changes arise.

It's the mist - the vine wand in Miss Granger's hand spits out dark smoke that sparkles with countless stars.

Blue, dark, pale.

Soon, the smoke was like a cover, covering the sky above the competition venue. The sky was covered with sunlight, and most of the sunlight was blocked.

Only a silvery light like the bright moon shining in the sky was left in the smoke and dust.

"What is this?"

The little wizard in the stands is really numb!

In a competition, the three questions they asked the most were: What is this?

what is that?

What is this?

Obviously we are all little wizards, why are you so good? Are we too stupid?

How come the differences in this world are so great!

Woo woo┭┮﹏┭┮

And this kind of idea is not known to be deeply rooted in the hearts of ordinary little wizards. It originated from the hearts of the group of wizards who were also warriors and represented the same school.

At this time, the other warriors who had finished their respective games returned to the stands.

They all had more or less regrets about their respective battles.

But after they watched Hermione's game, that feeling of regret disappeared instantly.

On top of the city wall, Hermione Granger stood, her figure looking particularly tall in the silver light. She held the wand high in her right hand, and the stars emerging from the tip of the wand were like torches lighting up the night sky, giving her hair a layer of starry color.

The silk thread binding her hair had broken, and her long brown hair was messy by the wind. However, this not only did not reduce her charm, but instead added a gorgeous, wild temperament that was as bright as fireworks.

Her eyes were still firm, and seriousness flowed in her bones.

Her brown eyes sparkled with starlight, her upright nose, her lips that were bright red due to the surge of blood, and a trace of sweat running down her temples. Her whole body was full of indescribable temptation.

The noisy wind outlined her graceful figure, her long boots stepped on the stone bricks, and her invincible momentum made people unable to take their eyes away.

For a moment, the boys in the stands were crazy.

It is said that Miss Granger has become much gentler after Owen opened the door to the new world several times.

After losing the arrogance and arrogance of the first and second years and the seriousness similar to Professor McGonagall, most boys have vague feelings for her.

But due to the presence of a certain person and the fact that she was too dazzling, no one in the castle dared to show that kind of emotion.

But now——

The stars shone above her.

Starlight gradually fell from the mist, and meteors fell, hitting the magic puppet that gradually revived.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The metal that had just healed suddenly shattered into countless pieces again.

And when they tried to gather together again, another meteor passed by and smashed it, even thousands of times.

"The Founding Star Rain!"

Her cold voice sounded like she was singing.

The boys' hearts began to beat with excitement.

After today, there will be countless boys tossing and turning in lonely nights, unable to sleep all night long.