abnormal hogwarts

Even if the home is not specially decorated, the atmosphere seems particularly warm at night.

At the dinner table, Albert chatted with Brad about interesting things in school, how he met several friends and then collaborated to make alchemy products; and how he battled wits with the professor of Defense Against Dark Arts...

Unknowingly, Albert, who came to this familiar yet unfamiliar magical world alone, already regarded Brad as his most important relative in this world.

Uncle Brad rarely used any curse words. He leaned on the dining chair, smoking a cigar, and listened to Albert talking with a smile.

"You said you defeated the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor by yourself?" Brad only thought it was a child's bragging. In his opinion, no matter how powerful a first-year kid could be, how powerful could he be?

Albert tried hard to control his smile. Another person was confused by his age.

"Yeah, want to try it? Just treat it as a snack after a meal."

Leaving the messy dining table behind, Brad and Albert went to the basement dedicated to practicing and testing magic.

The Ministry of Magic had issued repeated orders not to use the Unstained Stretch Charm privately, but it was obvious that no one took this ban to heart.

Just look at the basement of Stoker's house. This is a huge space of nearly one thousand square meters. If you really want to dig deeper, Brad will probably have to go to Azkaban for the rest of his life.

"I remember that underage wizards are not allowed to cast spells outside of school."

"Who, any decent man, observes this? Have you observed it before in Durmstrang?"

"I don't comply."

"I don't comply either."

The two cursed in unison: "Despicable!"

Brad took out an old wand and threw it to Albert, "Don't use that wand of yours now. I'll help you deal with the traces on it in the past few days. Otherwise, you will always use the old wand during the holidays." A wand isn’t very convenient either.”

The trace silk is a charm that detects magical activities by wizards under the age of 17. The Ministry of Magic uses it to monitor the illegal use of magic by underage wizards outside school.

This kind of magic is extremely unfriendly to Muggles, or in other words, underage wizards living in the Muggle world.

Because in a place with a dense concentration of wizards, the Ministry of Magic cannot accurately determine which wizard has the aura to use magic.

Therefore, Tracer cannot accurately detect whether the little wizard has used magic in violation of regulations.

In other words, those little wizards who come from wizarding families can use magic at will during the holidays as long as their guardians are willing to cover it up.

Whether this rule can be effectively implemented in the magic world depends entirely on whether the guardian is aware of it or not.

In the original book, where Harry lives, there is only one wizard around him, so when he is at home during the holidays, he cannot release magic even if he is alone.

Even when he was in second grade, the magic the house elf Dobby unleashed on his house was blamed on him, and he eventually received a warning from the Ministry of Magic.

Albert couldn't help but maliciously wonder if this rule of the Ministry of Magic was to allow children of pure-blood wizards to have more time to practice magic than Muggle-born children.

As time accumulates, the gap in strength between the two can widen, so that pure-blood or mixed-blood wizards can surpass those Muggle-born wizards.

Thinking about it this way, Albert seems to still have vested interests?

Since the matter has nothing to do with you, just hang it up.

Albert casually shot a few magic spells at the surrounding walls that were protected by magic, becoming familiar with the wand in his hand.

"Huh? Silently casting spells? This is not the level that a first-year wizard should have." Even though it was just a low-level curse such as a stick between the front teeth and a burning fire, Brad's eyes were still somewhat restrained towards Albert. of contempt.

Albert, who had adapted to the other wand, looked up at Brad.

"Ready? Let's start!" Brad waved his wand and the iron armor curse was silently released.

Iron Curse?

Albert likes most people who think that they can resist their own attacks by using the Iron Armor Curse. You know, the Iron Armor Curse can block magic spells, but it cannot block light and sound!

This time Albert did not rush to use fluorescent flashes, but also released an iron armor spell.

"Armor for protection!" His level of armor spell was not up to the level of silent spell casting.

The two of them released the Iron Armor Curse almost at the same time, but Brad's casting speed was obviously much faster than Albert's.

Brad did not attack. He wanted to see what Albert's level was, so he stood still after releasing the Iron Armor Curse.

As a dark wizard with rich combat experience, if he still attacked, Albert would not even have time to release the iron armor curse, and he would be lying on the ground rolling around now.

After releasing the armor protection, Albert did not rush to use his fluorescent spell, but casually threw a few other spells over.

The spell was easily knocked off by Brad, and a smoke bomb appeared in Albert's hand, which was then thrown towards Brad.

Brad waved his wand, and the spell hit the smoke grenade that drew a parabola in the air.

The smoke bomb exploded, releasing a large amount of smoke that was enough to cover the two people's figures.

A cylinder-like thing that was somewhat different from the smoke bomb flew through the smoke. The cautious Brad no longer used magic to intercept it, but planned to avoid it.

But before he could make any move, the thing exploded automatically.

A blinding light lit up in the basement, and Albert could see the dazzling light even through the smoke.

The bright light was accompanied by a deafening loud noise.Brad, who was accidentally hit, felt his head buzzing.

Flashbang-alchemy enhanced version-nine consecutive flashes!

Even Brad, who was disturbed by the flash bomb, did not stop his offensive rhythm at all.

Still maintaining the Iron Armor Curse, Brad continued to cast the spell toward the location of Albert in his memory.

However, this also achieved the interference effect that Albert wanted, and Brad's spell was obviously off-target.

After dodging several blind spells and dispelling the iron armor spell that defended him, Albert cast a disguise spell on himself.

It will take a while for Uncle Brad to regain his normal vision. During this period, even if Albert's Disguise Spell is not very good, Brad cannot see the flaw.

After some distance, Albert stood there and continued to accumulate magic power.

After a while, Brad, who felt that he was not under any attack, stopped shooting magic spells outwards and instead cast a healing spell for himself.

After regaining his eyesight, he saw Albert who could no longer maintain the illusion spell.

It's just too late.

Albert held the wand in both hands, the tip of the wand flashing with light.

"Water escape - water dragon bomb!"

A water dragon flew out from the front of the wand, and under Brad's incredible gaze, it hit his chest hard.

The powerful impact knocked Brad away seven or eight meters.Fortunately, with the protection of the Iron Armor Curse, Brad did not suffer any harm.

"Good boy, now, I believe you can defeat a professor." Brad got up from the ground and said with a relaxed look.

It's just that when Brad said this, his appearance was not as free and easy as his tone.

The orange sunglasses that never left my body were washed away by the water.

Her carefully taken care of hair was also messed up by the water flow, and a few strands of wet hair stuck randomly to her forehead.

The shirt, ironed without a trace of wrinkles, was dripping with water.

"If I don't show my hands, you think I'm bragging."