Spell Players at Hogwarts

Professor Lockhart seemed to have changed.

Although he usually looks like a bit of a loser, talks nonsense and has no talent, even a young wizard with a better fighting ability can easily defeat Professor Lockhart...?

Well, although he wasn't sure, Harry felt that it shouldn't be that difficult for him to face Lockhart.

But it was this person who made Harry feel a sense of admiration today.

Although it feels a bit abstract, Professor Lockhart is really powerful.

If it were him, Harry felt that he would go underground in shame. Cedric and the thief Ron were all juniors and younger brothers in front of Lockhart!

If I had such a consciousness, such a mentality, and such a face, would I still be unable to compete with Cedric?

Harry felt a little melancholy. This could be regarded as touching the scene.

Not everyone can move forward and retreat so freely, at least... Professor Lockhart really deserves a high look.

Especially when Lockhart said in front of Professor Sputrow that he had a new method of cultivating mandrake, and pointed out to Professor Snape that even if he fell asleep, he could complete a hundred bottles in his sleep. After the mandrake reduced the potion, some people began to regret why they drank the water of life and death so early.

Obviously, you can still hold on a little longer.

The next day, at the Hogwarts Dinner... auditorium, Mr. Kristoff expressed his annoyance as he listened to Ron's excited narration and the discussions in the Wizarding Forum and the Hogwarts Bar.

"I should have been there."

After taking a big sip of pumpkin juice, this can be regarded as feeling the afterglow of the Halloween party, and Lynch was more or less annoyed.

What is a hundred secrets and one sparseness?

"Who do you think you are, Dumbledore? Eat well."

A piece of black bread was placed on the plate, and when she raised her head, she met Flinda's blue eyes.

"You don't know anything."

After watching for a while, some people sighed quietly, thinking of the crystal ball left in the bedroom...

"It seems you're still not hungry."

Frida showed a smile, then reached out and took the piece of bread away from Lynch's hand.

Ah this...

"you……"

"Meadows has sent word."

As soon as they heard this, some tough little wizards retracted their heads in public. Can this be considered fear if they are trying to avoid danger?

Hedging, avoiding risks, do you know what it means?

"I didn't hear anything."

Lin Qi immediately sat upright, and even his eating movements became visibly elegant.

Although Hermione, who was sitting across from her, felt a little uncomfortable, compared to the worry of causing Lockhart to bring up old things again, a kind of inner joy still made the little girl smile.

Back, all back.

puff~

A cookie fell accurately into Hermione's quilt, and white milk splashed on the little girl's hair. Everything was like that...

"Hmph, childish!"

Meeting Lynch's joking eyes, Hermione hummed and did not continue to pester. After all, this was a restoration of last night's case. As the chief inquisitor, some characters could not help but be mentioned.

"Cough cough!"

After coughing twice, Lin Qi took back the initiative.

Although Ron's description of the story is excellent, this kind of narration mixed with a lot of private information really has little reference value.

Let’s call it a Tmall memoir?

"So, can you tell me, Harry, who arrived first?"

"Who's there first?"

Hearing this, Harry raised his head in confusion. Originally, he thought Lynch would ask him about that voice and Dumbledore. After deciding to seek Lynch's opinion yesterday, Harry thought about it all night, but Who arrives first...

"According to the inference of crime psychology, 80.00% of murderers will return to the scene of the crime to observe their works after the crime is committed."

"why?"

Hermione wiped the milk stains from her hair calmly, "Why did you return to the crime scene?"

"Sense of accomplishment."

Lynch snapped his fingers, "Just like you can't help but stare at a handicraft in a daze after making it with your own hands. We can't imagine the mind of a pervert, but he petrified a cat and then wrote with... blood , from a certain perspective, this can be regarded as a kind of performance art."

"Is this also called art?"

Hermione's eyes widened. It was obvious that the little girl's outlook on life could not accept such a setting.

“As bad as it sounds, you never know what’s going on in someone else’s mind.”

As he spoke, Lin Qi shook his head. In fact, after waking up in the morning, Lin Qi had already asked Mi Ke to take him to the crime scene, but the house elf's movements were too fast. On rare occasions, the walls almost glow.

When did the castle walls need to be waxed?

"But...Be...Professor Beznet doesn't look like that."

Harry was obviously shocked by the perverted behavior Lynch described, but when Harry tried to recall the information about Professor Beznit...

It seems that the professor, who always shows off his beard, is not that far removed from a pervert.

Mr. Darwin's theory is correct, isn't it fully reflected in the atavism?

"Professor Beznet?"

Hearing Harry's answer, Lynch also looked a little confused.

"There is such a person in Hogwarts..."

"Professor of Natural Sciences!"

Hermione hummed, "You even chose the textbooks."

"Ha, that's right!"

Lynch was stunned.

"If you want to talk about Brother Beard, I'll know." Lynch laughed. In fact, in terms of purposeful course selection, natural science is obviously not in Lynch's curriculum.

You even made the textbooks yourself, so what’s the point of going to class?

"So, it's the magic he used... to recreate the scene?"

"Yes."

Harry nodded, "Just like Ron said, Professor Beznet used that magic, and then his wand was petrified."

"What kind of magic is that, a pre-flashback spell?" Hermione asked confused.

"Theoretically, using the current environment as a magic wand to control it, the pre-flashback spell should be able to do it."

Lynch thought carefully for a while, "If you want to have an attack effect, firstly, the magic power at the crime scene has not completely faded, and secondly, the information collection must be complete enough, but... you should know that if there is no continuous magic power, Supplies and the spell will dissipate quickly.”

"That is to say, someone did attack Mrs. Norris, and it was the owner of that voice?"

Ron's expression was a little stiff. At first, it was too strange for a wizard to hear strange sounds when Harry heard them.

"I told you a long time ago that it's true." Harry was a little annoyed. This bitch was just laughing at his own joke yesterday, right?

"You two!"

Hermione glared and suppressed the two of them with a flip of her hand.

"Could it be Professor Beznit? But, if it was Professor Beznit, why would he rush out to protect Harry? And that magic... If we go back to the scene of the crime, with the students Isn’t it better?”

"It's hard to say."

Qiu knocked on the table with excitement, "Maybe this is where the fun lies?"

Harry: O_o?

"So, if you like, I can..."

Cedric seized the opportunity and licked it, and in a flash of lightning, Harry was a little distracted.

This... is too fast.

"If you can't speak, please don't speak." Qiu casually stuffed Cedric under the table, "This is a very serious case analysis seminar."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Lynch continued to eat his slices of bread. If it was really Beznit who did it, then the inconsistency would be normal.

After all, that's what version 1.0 of Tom does best.

"But...this is Hogwarts...it's just a cat..."

Hermione opened her mouth, which shocked the girl's outlook.

"It should be said that luckily it's just a cat this time." Lynch rolled his eyes at the little girl.

"You know, just with a little bit of remaining information, you can damage a professor's wand against the dark arts... ah, sorry, obviously this kind of spell is definitely fatal."

"Maybe Mrs. Loris did not meet the conditions for casting the spell, or she was affected, but I think petrification is the best result."

"But we need to replace Mrs. Lorris with a human. Mrs. Lorris still has the blood of a catnive, and the bodies of magical animals often have better magic resistance than humans."

"You mean, he said he was hungry...hunting...but his target was actually people?"

Harry's eyes widened, and he was shocked by Lynch's bold idea.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Ron suddenly stood up, "Whether it's catching Beznit or telling Dumbledore... what should we do?"

"Ah this..."

Lynch opened his mouth, and then looked at the Weasley brothers who were happily cooking?

Lynch:?

Weasley Brothers:!

"Calm down, sit down first."

Looking at the gazes gathered around him, and the vague whispers, it was about a professor, and he still used words like "catch him..."

"Game guide, Weasley is a little crazy."

Lynch laughed and tried to cover up Ron's impact, while the friends sitting next to him were all talking about him, and Hermione almost buried her face in the plate.

I'm trembling with anger, is this the bond between friends?

"sit down!"

Lynch pressed his fingers down, and with the surge of magic power, the condensed gravity brought Ron back to action.

"If you have any evidence, I wouldn't mind introducing Dumbledore to you." Lynch said fiercely, but Ron also reacted and just hesitated and said nothing.

It took a while for Lin Qi to wake up from this bond and the help of his teammates.

"I just want to say, don't wander around the castle alone in the future, and do things like night tours. If you don't want us to worship you next year, try to do as little as possible."