Spell Players at Hogwarts

"Why can the life and death of a tree rise to the level of a terrorist attack? The Daily Prophet is getting more and more outrageous."

Roger obviously also saw the front page headlines of the Daily Prophet. As for the exaggerated headlines of the Daily Prophet...

"Ha, I knew it. This was a report from that woman Rita Skeeter. My uncle said that woman was always talking nonsense."

"I find it very interesting." Lynch paused, "So, is Ilvermorny College really founded by the descendants of Slytherin?"

Lynch pointed at the words above. Although Rita Skeeter's reputation was not very good, it could not be denied that this woman was indeed somewhat capable.

"Probably." Roger hesitated, "But that was all 400 years ago."

"But who would go to Ilvermorny to dig up a tree so frantically?" Lynch smacked his lips and looked at the standard opening method of a terrorist attack in the Great Bald Eagle Empire. If there is a wizard who can't think of flying a whole Muggle plane Crash the castle of Ilvermorny...

Hiss, this idea is too vicious.

Lynch quickly closed the newspaper. The opening picture like this was completely made up, and there was not even a wanted notice. Maybe it was just the renovation of the Ilvermorny campus.

But 400-year-old snake wood must fly faster than birch wood, right?

"Maybe I'm going to use it to make a magic wand." Roger thought for a moment. His extensive reading made Roger's ability to associate things far beyond ordinary people.

"I remember there was a wand maker there who wanted to challenge Ollivander, and snakewood wands are very rare. I heard my uncle say that except for the deepest part of the Albanian forest, there is only one wand in the world. Falmani owns the snakewood.”

"Albanian forest?" Lynch looked at Roger with a strange face, "Senior Davis, how is your uncle? I mean, his hair?"

"Hair? What hair?" Roger paused, "My uncle is most proud of his golden curly hair."

As he spoke, Roger raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, yes, I can probably tell." Lynch responded helplessly, regarding the little wizards' peacock-like behavior... So, Roger, don't you think you have chosen the wrong partner?

Thinking of this, relating to the precocious daily life of Hogwarts, and recalling the fine traditions of the Great Empire, Lynch calmly leaned farther away from Davis.

"Don't make trouble." Qiu slapped Lynch on the back, and Cedric, who was sitting in the back and paying attention all the time, frowned.

Is it still too late to transfer to another hospital?

Although rabbits don't eat grass near their nests, Lynch's natural advantage still made Cedric feel a strong sense of crisis.

After eating breakfast, Lynch and Qiu stood up at the same time, and Cedric also hurriedly stood up from the long table in the badger courtyard.

"Let's go, I'll see you off. Lynch's business is my business. There's no need to be so polite between brothers." Cedric slapped his chest, and then raised his eyebrows at Lynch, which meant It's like asking Lynch to choose between the two.

"You guys have such a good relationship." Qiu covered her mouth and smiled softly. Under the extreme exotic amorous feelings, Cedric Gujing's unrippled cheeks suddenly...

"Hey, Lynch!"

"And Cedric!"

Two identical voices came from behind Lynch, and then Lynch felt his two arms being lifted up, and then his feet left the ground obediently.

Lynch:? ? ?

"Happy, why don't you resist?"

Lin Qi said angrily, but Happy kept wagging his tail at Qiu like a dog with nothing to do.

This is what this stupid dog is like when he comes home. Granger obviously likes cats, but Happy is happy to wag his tail at the little witch.

So, Granger is not a special case, but Happy the stupid dog is an extraordinary philanthropist?

"Can you put me down first?"

"No!" Fred and George said in unison.

"You betrayed Gryffindor."

"The results of the Sorting Hat are not fair at all."

"You should obviously live on the eighth floor."

"And now you're running headlong into trouble."

Autumn: O_o?

"That's the Sorting Hat's confirmation!" Lynch struggled, but recalled the Sorting Hat, "By the way, when you were sorting into different houses, did the Sorting Hat all make the same sound?"

"The Sorting Hat has always been like that."

"The songs he sang have always been terrible."

"Like a gnome in the garden."

“Stand on the potatoes and shout to God.”

"Wang Wang!"

The two of them sang in harmony, and Qiu Hai originally planned to get angry, but the twins' contagiousness was a bit too strong, and Qiu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After being interrupted by the twin brothers, Lin Qi decided not to think about that cold voice for the time being.

As long as you don't take the initiative to look for trouble, it will be difficult for trouble to find you. As a standard Ravenclaw...

"Oh, hello, Peeves!" Lynch kindly greeted the Hogwarts elves while passing by the wall.

At this moment, Peeves had been imprisoned all night, with half of his body stuck outside the wall and even trying to twist his butt.

"Ghosts don't need to rest, right?"

"I don't know, I've never studied it." Cedric answered truthfully. When the topic approached magic, Qiu had already withdrawn from the center of the topic.

As a young wizard of Muggle origin, Qiu still didn't understand magic at all, but this couldn't last long.

After walking safely through the two flights of stairs, with Cedric's guidance, it was obviously more convenient than going one step at a time.

In fact, Cedric couldn't accompany them all the time. At the stairs on the second floor, Cedric had to turn around and go to the Charms classroom on the third floor, while Lynch and Qiu went to the Transfiguration classroom. classroom.

"It's okay. I'm familiar with this place. Professor McGonagall's office is inside the Transfiguration classroom." Lynch patted his chest and walked to a door full of patterns. After all, strictly speaking, his Hogg This is where the Wards journey begins.

"What is transfiguration? Is it like those magicians who conjure little rabbits in their hats?" Qiu Meng asked cutely. This kind of magic can always win the heart of little girls.

"Strictly speaking, it is to transform one item into another item through magic power, but in essence, except for changes in the structural level, the effects of all transformation spells will decrease with the consumption of magic power."

"It's like...the law of conservation of energy?" Qiu tried to understand Lynch's words in his own way, but in terms of effect...

"I don't know. After all, science has no say. Maybe you can ask Sir Newton."