Spell Players at Hogwarts

A month passes very quickly, and it turns out that when a person is really busy, the concept of time is simply meaningless.

Just when Lynch was trying to turn his desk into a rocking chair, before he knew it, the first day of school arrived.

Recalling my experience during a vacation, perhaps due to rebirth, a person's magical talent became two parts, benefiting from the foundation of the original person.

Not all wizards can form the Obscurus. The huge magic power makes Lynch feel full of energy. Most importantly, whenever Lynch fully activates his magic power, his originally solid body will always enter a strange state. Atomized state.

This is probably the form of the predecessor, the Obscurus?

Illusory, calm, and erratic, especially with the blessing of a magic wand, from a cold perspective, Lynch could clearly feel the destructive power of this body.

However, perhaps because of his death, when Lynch wanted to move, his mind and body felt an unknown sluggishness, and the parts that could be controlled by him were smaller than the black mist that spread nearly half of the room. Said it only accounts for a small part.

Magic never happens overnight, and Lynch knows this all too well.

Unfortunately, my control over the atomized body was so pitifully low that I couldn't proceed with many basic tests.

As for telling Meadows…

This is definitely not a wonderful idea.

In fact, the vacation life did not give Lynch any extra time to experiment, learn new magic, pester Meadows to practice, complete John's daily training, plus...

Against Granger?

The little girl had obviously given up on the idea of ​​previewing her homework for the next semester. In other words, Hermione had already started previewing her high school courses before the holidays.

This is probably the world of top academics?

And now, after confirming his magical talent (after successfully casting a levitating spell using Lynch's wand), what could be more attractive than magic?

In view of this situation, the girl has been in a state of strong condemnation for the invitation to Hogwarts. If she were not naturally in awe of the professor, I am afraid that the little girl's letter of complaint will appear in the Hogwarts principal through Barton. On the office desk.

Although she regretted not entering Hogwarts in the same year, Hermione still made the decision to prepare for magic a year in advance.

After thinking hard, Lynch decided to contribute his history of magic and a book of curses and counter-curses that girls were eyeing. The reason was that girls at the same level were afraid of Hermione, and the little girl always suspected that she had been cast upon. magic.

It seems like there’s nothing wrong with saying that?

In the early morning of September [-]st, when the first ray of sunshine in London penetrated the fog, a certain Hogwarts freshman opened his eyes in confusion on the soft big bed.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

After squinting and scratching his hair with the hand holding the wand, he glanced at the alarm clock that kept beating.

Recalling the excitement last night, Lin Qi, who barely fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, quickly made a decision.

It's 10:[-] now, so if I sleep for another [-] minutes...

The dogwood wand crookedly sent the alarm clock to the corner of the room and let it shut its mouth quietly. The world returned to silence in an instant.

However, 10 minutes passed, and Lynch, who was sleeping, felt that he had entered a strange and bizarre world.

Standing on the top of the mountains, the two-headed socket beast with its feet overlooking Hogwarts under the clouds.

This is all the foundation that I have laid down.

However, in the blink of an eye, and with the heaviness in his chest, Lin Qi found that he had been stepped on by the two-hole socket beast at some point.

He held a white wand that was as uneven as a finger bone, and the emerald green light was as bright as the hat on Mr. Lestrange's head.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Emerald green light flashed, and Lin Qi felt a chill on his face, and then a barbed tongue swept across his eyes.

"Oh shit, Happy, get off here!"

Lynch supported Happy's heavy body with all his strength. In three years, Happy has evolved from a cute little cute to an all-powerful house-destroying weapon.

Damn it, does this stupid dog even walk without making a sound?

Who opened the door for him?

"Wang Wang!"

Happy seemed very dissatisfied with Lynch's reaction. What did he get in exchange for such a considerate wake-up call?

It was clear that they were comrades who supported each other last month, but Lynch got into trouble by doing experiments, and then Happy took most of the blame.

But now?

"No swearing!" Lynch obviously underestimated the courage of this stupid dog.

I wanted to keep a cat at the beginning, but John didn't like cats, and in order to choose a dog, in order to fit in with the environment in Lynch's hometown, he got such a second-rate guy...

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Shut up Happy."

"Wang Wang..."

"Seal your tongue and lock your throat!"

With the flash of magic light, a war between master and servant disappeared.

He is truly a peacekeeper.

Ignoring Happy's unwilling struggle, nothing can subdue a sweet-smelling Erha more than locking the tongue and throat.

In fact, even after Happy's thoughtful interruption, it was almost eight o'clock by the time Lynch came downstairs.

Bathing and brushing teeth were completed in one go. If the train hadn't left at eleven o'clock, I'm afraid Meadows would have come up to pick up Lynch's ears.

After breakfast, Meadows also gave up going to work today. In fact, there was nothing in the community that required her to be busy.

"Toiletries?"

"Bring it."

"clothing?"

“Everything for autumn and winter is already installed.”

"Do you need to bring another set... Oh, forget it, the bedding at Hogwarts is still very good, you will like it." Meadows rubbed Lynch's hair, and then quickly checked it The contents of the suitcase.

This is a complicated job. Under Lynch's strong request, spending seventeen Galleons to buy a three-cubic-meter Seamless Extension Curse suitcase is worth it. At least he doesn't need to push it high. trucks shuttle in the train station.

John expressed great interest in this. After all, as a mechanical engineer, the scattered tools always make John's backpack very bloated, but considering John's Muggle identity...

Perhaps by the time Hogwarts is transformed into the Wudaokou Special Technical College in the Highlands of England, John's little idea will almost be realized?

Probably...the British Prime Minister would wake up laughing from his dreams, right?

"All right!"

After Meadows finished checking, with a clicking sound, the anti-Muggle mode was activated, and Lynch picked up the suitcase that should have been extremely heavy.

"A traceless extension spell plus the weight reduction effect only cost me seventeen gold galleons. It's really ridiculous."

He silently complained about the prices in Diagon Alley, but the effect of the suitcase was still satisfactory. If he had a hair style like instant noodles and behaved more autistically, he would be almost like Uncle Newt.

"Get your ticket, honey."

After receiving hickey blessings from Meadows, the family of three was ready to go out.

The worst thing is the Granger kid next door. After all, September [-]st is also the day when elementary school starts. Whenever I think of the boy next door going to learn magic, I have to waste a whole year in elementary school. For a while, Hermione felt uncomfortable all over.

Shivering, when will Hogwarts' backward teaching system really stand up?

——9? Platform.

Although it seems ridiculous, in fact, King's Cross Station does not have such a platform.

Thanks to the generous efforts of the Ministry of Magic, using magic to transform the entire station overnight is probably an operation that Muggles cannot even imagine, right?

"——9? The platform is over here."

Meadows led the family to the middle of platforms nine and ten with ease.

If the effect of the Muggle Expelling Curse is ignored, the strangeness in the train station is still easy to discover.

After all, the overall lifestyle in the wizarding world is still stuck in the steam age. In contrast, in the UK in 1990, as the times progressed, wizards' clothing was absolutely as dazzling as killing horses to ordinary people.

Before Lynch could reach the venue, from a distance, he saw an old lady wearing a dark green robe and a hat with a complete vulture decoration on her head as she sent her grandson to the entrance.

I have to admit, this look is really witchy.

If the figure is uneven, maybe it can also be regarded as a different kind of stimulation?

"Is that the wall?" Lynch pointed to the place where the witch disappeared. Thanks to the other party's special appearance, even the Muggle expulsion spell could not prevent some Muggles with a strong sixth sense from discovering the strange movement of the wall.

But before the other party could scream, a man in leather clothes who was hidden in the crowd quickly walked up. With a stubby wand flashing in front of the Muggle's eyes, the other party got on the train in a daze.

"This will always happen, even magic cannot completely avoid it." Meadows said helplessly, "Let's go, time waits for no one, my dear."

Meadows patted Lynch on the back.

"You might be a little nervous the first time, but relax, honey, it's easy."

"I don't quite understand how it works, but..." Lynch tightened Happy's rope, "Is Happy okay too?"

"It's okay, as long as you don't let go."

After hearing Meadows' affirmation, Lynch calmed down and hit the wall with a long stride.

Lynch's behavior obviously shocked Happy.

Even Happy himself doesn’t dare to be so arrogant. Happy has actually done things like running into walls. After all, as a sled dog with dreams, it is obviously the best way to break through the constraints of the wall (tear it down) and then have fun in the wilderness. The correct way to open.

Perhaps because there is no cage, Happy takes full advantage of the advantages of large dog breeds.

After Lin Qi passed through the wall like water waves, when he turned around, he found that half of Happy's body was still stuck in the wall.

"That stupid dog!"

Seeing Happy looking like he was about to die, Lynch had to turn back and pull Happy out of the wall.

What's even more stupid is that this guy is still biting the rope. Obviously, the thing like going through the wall has made Happy a little suspicious of the dog.

"It may still take some getting used to."

Those who had just traveled through time with Meadows also wiped away the non-existent sweat. Obviously, in 40 years of life, all magical things happened in this month.

Hidden in the city market, his wife and children turned into mysterious wizards, and then he dived from King's Cross Station into a place like a secret realm.

"So the wizard is hiding among the crowd?" John felt a little incredible, while Meadows smiled.

"I heard the Ministry of Magic is a few hundred feet beneath London."

"Well, more or less." Meadows nodded, agreeing with Lynch's statement.

However, Lynch did not intend to dwell on it any further. After dragging Happy out, as soon as he came out of the corridor, a train with a classic Victorian style was parked steadily on the tracks.

——9? Platform.

Hogwarts Express.

"I really miss it. I remember that back then, your mother and I took this train to go to Hogwarts." Meadows recalled with a look on his face, but after the novelty passed, Lynch still thought of some questions.

For example, a car flying in the sky can run in front of a train?

"So he's steam-powered?"

"Obvious."

"So Meadows, how long did it take you to get to Hogwarts?"

"Uh... probably, more than eight hours... Is there any problem?"

"This is too slow." Lynch frowned. Sitting for more than eight hours didn't seem very interesting, not to mention that he had to subdue a stupid dog at any time.

"Don't worry, my dear, you will make new friends on the train. Don't make a sad face. Come on, smile."

Meadows offered words of comfort, but Lynch was not as simple as he thought.

"It's impossible for Happy to remain inconvenient for more than eight hours." Lynch looked at Happy with some disgust. Lynch was not optimistic about subduing a sled dog and letting him learn to use the bathroom on the train.

"That's what's going to give you a headache." Meadows was stunned for a moment. His children's ideas are always so...bizarre?

"Okay." Lin Qi looked helpless and grabbed Happy, who was about to run wild. "Help me take care of Barton. When he can complete the task of delivering letters independently, you can release him to find me."

"No problem, dear." Meadows rubbed Lynch's hair lovingly, "Remember to write a letter every week."

"Oh, no problem!" Lynch nodded, "By the way, John, you really should believe me, Argentina is really not good."

"That was just a moment of carelessness, boy!"

John said angrily, recalling his wasted pounds, and in a blink of an eye, his pocket money became a significant sum in Lynch's small coffers.

"Pay attention to the stock market, and I will miss you."

"We are dear too, get in the car and see you at Christmas."