Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

The Gryffindor students vented their enthusiasm for a long time before Lee Jordan sat down with the help of everyone.

Eric, on the other hand, had already escaped safely and sat down to pile a thick sandwich on his own before his classmates gathered around him.

The depletion of magic power also has sequelae. In addition, he exercised too much last night. In the morning, Eric was biting his pillow and woke up from hunger. However, since Lee Jordan's body had not recovered yet, Eric could only Can wait for him to come to the restaurant together.

By the time he finally swallowed his deluxe version of the sandwich and was about to put salad dressing on his hot dog, it was time for the owl to be delivered.Because so much news spread last night, Hogwarts School received an overwhelming number of replies this morning. Countless owls flew in from the foyer, flapping their wings and coming to their respective little masters.

Teemo held a bunch of newspapers in his mouth and a gray-yellow envelope hanging on his leg. He landed safely in front of Eric. He spit the newspaper in his mouth onto Lee Jordan next door, splashing all over him. Pumpkin juice, amidst the dissatisfied mutterings of the black boy, Timo took away the sausage that had just been brushed with a thin layer of ketchup on his plate.

"Go, go, go and eat at your master's place."

Lee Jordan waved his hand in dissatisfaction and pointed at Eric, who was opening an envelope with a hot dog in his mouth.

The letter was from Karl, and he probably wrote it in a hurry. The paper was torn from a diary. The edges of the paper were a little slanted, and the writing was a little crooked.

"Dear son:

As soon as I received your letter, your mother and I went to St. Mungo's. As luck would have it, when we arrived, the Weasleys had just arrived.George was in very bad condition. We invited the best therapists from St. Mungo's, but they were unable to do anything about George's injury. In addition, officials and reporters from the Ministry of Magic who got the news came to cause trouble. We could only take him with us first. George returned to the Burrow. Don’t worry. Dad still knew a lot of highly skilled therapists back then. I have contacted them and they have promised to rush to England as quickly as possible.

In addition, we also heard what Fred said, Dad is proud of you, son, you don’t have to worry about the Weasleys. Molly and Arthur said that they should express their gratitude to you in person next time they meet you. "

At the end of the letter, another line of beautiful handwriting caught his eye. It was what Catherine wrote to him. It was the same as what Karl meant. Catherine told Eric that she had taken out enough galleons from the treasury and would definitely do it. Treat George's injuries so that he doesn't have to blame himself too much.

Eric sighed, folded the letter, stuffed it into the envelope and put it away.

Lee Jordan on the side wiped off the pumpkin juice on his body, picked up the newspaper that Teemo dropped, and opened it to read.

But just after scanning his eyes for a few seconds, he pulled Eric's right arm excitedly: "Oh no, Eric, look, the Daily Prophet said..."

"Ha~" On the long Ravenclaw table opposite them, a loud mocking voice attracted everyone's attention. Roger Davis also held up a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand, occupying the front page of the newspaper. The huge size of the headline faced everyone who looked at him, allowing everyone to clearly see the large and bold fonts on the newspaper.

"Another vicious incident occurred at Hogwarts, and students died."

Roger Davis' face was hidden behind the newspaper. After two suppressed laughs, the newspaper was pressed down. Looking at the students in the restaurant who were looking at him with strange expressions, Davis spread his hands: " Don't look at me, I didn't do this."

After a pause, he raised his chin in the direction of Eric, and continued: "Don't mention it yet, this guy is so lethal. There are four people in a dormitory, one is dead, one is injured, and the other is disabled. Who can follow him?" Be classmates..."

"Are you done? You bitch!"

Lee Jordan's face trembled so much that he stood up while holding on to the table. He pinched the edge of the table too hard with his fingers, and his fingers turned white. He stared at Davis who was sitting there shaking his head with red eyes, and shouted angrily. : "I don't believe that George died so easily. Before Fred comes back, if you continue to spread rumors, I will..."

"That's it!" Roger Davis tapped the article in the Daily Prophet with his fingers disdainfully, making the newspaper rattle.Looking at Li Qiaodan's left arm that was still bandaged, he sneered: "The Daily Prophet has already announced his death. I just read it out. Why, in front of so many people, you still Do you dare to take action? Come on, hit me!"

"Armor Protection"

Eric suddenly pulled out his wand, and a semicircular barrier emerged from between his wand. With the wave of his wand, it slammed into the Ravenclaw table opposite, and several students who were close to him were hit. The strong force knocked it over directly to the opposite side, and the soup and milk on the table were also pushed away by the barrier, spilling indiscriminately on the bodies of the Ravenclaw students.

"He asked me to do it. I have never heard such a mean request in my life!"

Eric innocently looked at his classmates who were watching him in surprise, and spread his hands with a calm expression.

"Fuck him!"

The Gryffindor students, who had been patient for a long time, took out their wands one after another, and cast various spells and curses on the students at the Ravenclaw table opposite. However, the students' spell-casting skills were really average. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, many curses were sprinkled on the long Hufflepuff table behind the Ravenclaw desk.

The Ravenclaw students were stunned by the first wave of spells. It was not until many classmates fell down around them that they realized and raised their wands to fight back.

The Slytherin students probably never dreamed in their lives that one day they would stand on the same side as Gryffindor.

When Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff counterattacked with their curses, many of them were quite impressively accurate. They passed over the Gryffindor students and hit the Slytherin students who were watching the fun behind them.

Slytherin's sixth-year prefect, the burly Lady Flint, was smiling at the conflict between Gryffindor and other houses, but an expansion spell hit the sausage in his mouth. , which directly pushed his mouth until it was dislocated.His mouth was wide open, his chin drooped, and his huge front teeth were crooked by the sausage. His eyes were blurry in pain and he waved his hands. Blood mixed with saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he whimpered and called to the classmates around him. Launch a counterattack, trying to find the guy who cast a curse on himself.

But before they could find their target, a fork fell from the sky, and with a whimpering sound of fear in his mouth, it was inserted into his forehead.

The angry Flint endured the severe pain and pulled out the bloody fork. When he saw the blood on the fork tip, he suddenly became angry and stood on the long table with his wand raised high, facing Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. He waved in the direction, trying to cast a black magic.But the big size also has its advantages. Before the black magic was used, more than a dozen curses mixed with knives, forks, wine glasses and plates hit him like raindrops.

Flint rolled his eyes and fell down with a knife and fork stuck in his body. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth down his face and dripped to the ground.

Eric wiped the grease on his hands, looked at the Slytherin house that had been dragged down by him, pulled the angry-faced Lee Jordan, said a few words quickly in his ear, and pulled him to prepare to secretly Sneaked out of the auditorium.

When the two of them were about to reach the end of the long table, they saw Mike Jowett with a face full of ketchup and Cedric Diggory supporting him, who was also about to sneak out.

The four of them smiled awkwardly and made a sign to walk away together, ignoring the students from the four colleges fighting behind them, and prepared to run out of the auditorium while no one was paying attention.

From the very beginning, the chaotic battle has become fierce. The students between the colleges had private conflicts. On such a chaotic battlefield, the students quickly found opponents with whom they had friction and attacked each other.

So Mike, who was sitting by the wall, saw that the situation was not good, and poured the bottle of ketchup in front of him on his face. This coincided with Eric's idea, and he was ready to pull Diggory out of this chaos quickly. Area.

But just as the four of them were about to reach the door, Professor McGonagall and the other four also appeared at the door. Eric and the other four quickly retreated, avoiding the flying plates, and retreated into the chaotic crowd.When the deans at the door saw the chaos in the restaurant, they all looked blank. Professor McGonagall covered her heart with an expression of disbelief.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall yelled angrily, but amid the chaotic sounds of spells, shouts, and cries of pain, her voice was like a pebble sinking into the sea, without any reaction, and the students also No deans appeared at the door.

There was even a piece of cream cake flying out of the crowd and hitting Professor McGonagall's robe.

Looking at the cream marks on his clothes, Professor McGonagall's wrinkled face showed anger. He pulled out his wand and shouted: "Quick Confinement"

A powerful magical blue light flashed, and the hundreds of students in the auditorium seemed to suddenly turn into a quiet picture. Everyone remained in the same posture, unable to move. Only the expressions on their faces changed to confusion and panic, and their eyes were random. blinking.

Snape walked to the long Slytherin table without saying a word. He glanced at Flint, who was lying on the table with blood on his face, and the other students in a panic. He snorted coldly and grabbed another one. The unconscious student asked him to lie down on the bench and said slowly: "Standing at the back and still getting knocked down, what on earth have you learned in so many years in school."

"Severus?" Professor McGonagall frowned and shouted, as if questioning whether Snape should say such a thing at this moment.

Then she walked to the long Gryffindor table, looked at the students who were holding up their wands and looked like they were shouting and killing, and then lifted a female prefect's restraint, and asked with suppressed anger in her tone: " Miss Sal, please explain to me, what is going on?"

When the female prefect Sal saw the angry Professor McGonagall, she took a step back in panic. She lowered her head and rubbed her wand with her fingers. She glanced at the classmates beside her from time to time and hesitated so much that she didn't know how to reply.

"Say! Weren't you crazy when you cast the spell just now?"

Professor McGonagall cleaned up the cream on her body, and one by one untied the restraints of the students next to her, asking them to give her an explanation.