Spell Players at Hogwarts

Lin Qi is still not used to giving each other gifts. After all, in the past, during the holidays, the emphasis was on the simplicity of a person personally coming to the door to carry fruits and vegetables. If it were an ordinary family of three, just Visiting relatives can solve a month's supply of meat, instead of the current situation... eliminating chocolate sauce for the next year?

After Lynch pulled the last small pile of chocolate aside, another notebook appeared in Lynch's hand.

That is the basic transformation content compiled by Professor McGonagall. Although Lynch's concept of using transformation is different, it still does not deviate from the wizard's basic interpretation of magic.

After accepting some of Lynch's whimsical ideas, the things sorted out by Professor McGonagall, the master of transfiguration, will naturally help Lynch avoid many detours.

Of course, there is a Quidditch guide as thick as an index finger under the notebook. Is this a little selfish thing for an older cat girl?

So, the wizard robes, snacks and a set of soft protectors that I prepared for Brown-haired Tuanzi were all ready for loneliness?

"I'm done." Lynch put some gifts that were useful to him into the ring given by Dumbledore, but even so, the chocolate piled all over the table still made his teeth hurt.

It's not as simple as saying that dentists make a lot of money in the country. With the rate of chocolate consumption, Lynch even doubts whether his original teeth can survive the age of 40.

"Oh, by the way, there is another one." Meadows pointed to the scarf hanging on the back of the sofa, trying to blend in with the sofa. "That was hand-knitted by your Aunt Molly. She is very good at it."

"I thought it was a sweater." Lynch picked up the scarf and tried it on, then walked to the door and hung the scarf with his coat.

Although I really want to use magic, from the time I signed the school leaving agreement, once it detects the use of magic around me, the Ministry of Magic's nose is definitely more sensitive than a swallow-tailed dog.

Initially, Lynch thought that Trace Silk was some kind of cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and Ollivander, but it wasn't until the parchment with the magic contract appeared that Lynch suddenly came to his senses.

"What's wrong, you're not used to it?" Meadows looked at Lynch with a smile, "Are you afraid of the warning letter from the Ministry of Magic? I just saw that you were planning to..."

"It's okay." Lynch helplessly sat back on the table, and then rubbed his hand over the silver ring presented by Dumbledore.

Three pairs of wool socks can be exchanged for a space ring. What if I replace my wool socks with Foot Lijian next year?

Dumbledore is over 100 years old, and he doesn't have rheumatism or cold legs. I'm afraid it can't be justified, right?

Why don't you try some Hongmao medicinal wine and dog skin plaster on the hour?

These things are definitely more practical than wool socks, so for the sake of being so considerate to the old headmaster, why doesn't Dumbledore bring back some good stuff next year?

For example...the Philosopher's Stone?

Lin Qi put the omelette into his mouth in one bite, and kept thinking about whether he had missed anything.

In fact, Lynch took care of all the Hogwarts professors, including Mrs. Norris.

What Mrs. Lorris gave to Mrs. Lorris was a bag of dried fish and a cat litter box with a new cleaning spell solidified. This was Lynch's idle work. It was originally prepared for Happy, but Recalling the tranquil atmosphere in Hagrid's cabin that day, Happy might have preferred digging in the sand in the Forbidden Forest to sitting on the toilet.

As for the gift given to Professor Nutt was a large box of imported calcium tablets, this was also the reason why Lynch was sensitive to Professor Nutt's physical condition.

As a tool man for a limited time, Professor Nut doesn't have much time left. He just doesn't know how Professor Nut will exit.

Learn from your last Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and experience the transformation of your body and mind into heaven and earth?

As for Professor Snape...

Taking into account the uneven stubble on the professor's head, in the Victoria's Secret magazine selected by Lynch, there is a free coupon for Meadows' personally recommended styling store. I just don't know if Professor Snape has time. Come to London, the frizzy hedgehog look and the professor’s long face are really...

Gee!

Of course, since Lynch did not know the address of Professor Snape, rationally, Lynch decided to leave it to the omnipotent Dumbledore to complete this gifting ceremony.

After all, the old man is alone every year, and his stupid Ou Doudou prefers to spend his whole life holding his old goat. So on this special day of Christmas, a dinner full of affection between the adoptive father and the adopted son seems to be That's not too much, right?

Oh, maybe you have to call Professor Trelawney. Although I haven’t come into contact with this godly professor of divination, the reputation of Dumbledore’s illegitimate daughter is no better than that of Professor Snape and Dumbledore. The special relationship between them is worse. If strictly investigated, the latter is longer than the former.

Is this a common problem in ancient schools that have been passed down for thousands of years?

After all, Hogwarts professors are generally tenured. After they don’t have to think about where they will go for the rest of their lives, as partners for the rest of their lives, it is easy to have problems of one kind or another during the time they spend together before retirement.

The special relationship between professors, or a few things about why Dumbledore hasn't retired yet.

Lynch looked a little distracted throughout breakfast.

The wisdom left by our ancestors is still very good. Gifts are always the best way to open a relationship. At this point, a little girl who is still in elementary school obviously hasn't realized it yet, which makes Lin Qi feel very unhappy. .

After breakfast, Meadows smiled mysteriously, and then the old mother held her eldest son in her arms.

"Actually, there is no way to get rid of Zongsi."

"Really?"

"Of course, your mother and I have been studying this stuff a lot. How about it? Do you want to learn it?" Meadows chuckled, recalling the prosperous years when he was young and frivolous, especially after mastering Apparition, he dared to Older boys and girls have a larger and broader space for activities.

As long as the magic power is sufficient, everything you experience will be a paradise.

Well, except for Hogwarts. For specific information, please refer to Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Pegasus.

Faced with the temptation of Meadows and feeling the warm embrace of his old mother, Lynch refused at first, but when it comes to shedding wool, does his old mother count it as shedding?

This is the deep love that a 30-year-old senior schoolmate has for her younger brother.

What is inheritance?

In the past, there were four members of the Marauders who swaggered through the city, but now the six members of Tmall are doing whatever they want. Isn't this the perfect inheritance of the spirit of Hogwarts?

The old mother seemed to be very enthusiastic, and the big boy also learned quickly. With the chanting of the spell, Meadows would naturally be able to capture a contract like Zongsi, which was a childish and non-punishment one.

In less than 2 minutes, as a dark mark appeared on his wrist, Meadows also put down his wand.

"This magic can block all information exchanges on you. Of course, if you encounter any danger, try to use magic to break it away." Meadows rubbed Lynch's head, "From today on, you are A member of the Shafik family."

"The Shafik family?" Lynch raised an eyebrow, "Speaking of this, Meadows, you have never told me about the family."

"There's nothing to say. All the book introductions are just clichés, not to mention..." Meadows pinched Lynch's face with his hand, "You just need to know that it's just you and me."

"Okay." Lynch paused. He could probably guess the reason why Meadows was unwilling to speak. In the wizarding family in the country, a large number of them were tried more than ten years ago.

Azkaban is also known as Little Hogwarts. This is already an open secret. Just like the four major schools, there are always five. For example, the three major magic schools in Europe have to add Codosto. Same as Rhys.

However, under normal circumstances, the three major magic schools do not play with the latter, whether it is Quidditch or the Triwizard Tournament.

After all, the collision force of a broom is far less powerful than that of a whole tree.

Just when Meadows and his son were getting tired of each other, John threw a pile of newspapers on the coffee table quite unhappily.

So, why did my son, as an old father, get the newspaper when he came home?

"Latest Daily Prophet."

John sat on the other side of the sofa, and then glanced at Lynch lying in Meadows' arms with an unfriendly expression.

From the first day Lynch came back, John was crazy about lemons.

Sure enough, things like children seriously hinder the normal relationship between husband and wife, especially good-looking children.

Lin Qi also knew how to sit up straight, taking the Meadows hanging on his body with him, and then...

John was even more sour.

"The Daily Prophet is becoming more and more unreliable. Can anything be their news?" Meadows said with some disgust, "The magical wizard Gilderoy Lockhart is selling a new book, what? Will that narcissist be the center of attention then?"

"At least he's good at writing books." Lynch commented pertinently, "Well... the Forgetting Curse is also very powerful."

"Forgetting Curse?" Meadows raised his eyebrows, "Where are you from..."

"Ah, a friend of mine is a fan of his books." Lynch coughed slightly, and then quickly covered Lockhart's eight teeth.

Is this probably the causal connection between Lockhart and Brown-haired Dumpling?After all, Professor Lockhart's teeth were well maintained.

"Meadows, how much did the last headline of the Daily Prophet cost?" Lynch asked curiously. Although the content of the Daily Prophet is not very outstanding, the wizarding world, which is taller among the dwarfs, has to admit that, The Daily Prophet is also a good way to promote it.

"What, you want to advertise?"

"necessary."

"About...two hundred galleons, assuming it's not a big deal. If it were published as a separate edition, it might be a lot more expensive."

"Two hundred galleons for one advertising space?" Lynch paused, "That's not hard to accept."

"But at least you have to make the finished product. If it satisfies me, I can help you." Meadows nodded Lynch's head, "I don't know how you can come up with so many ideas at such a young age."

"This is probably the trouble of geniuses." Lynch shrugged innocently, and John snorted. Although he wanted to refute, John really didn't understand magic.

It's time for a father's love education. Only broken bones are the best textbooks. This is the dogma that a retired soldier has always believed in.

However, John's little tricks were no longer taken seriously by Lynch. After getting rid of Traces and being able to use magic at will, would he still be afraid of a Muggle?

Lynch thought hard, and then continued to focus on the newspaper.

In fact, the content of the Daily Prophet is very messy, which is more in line with the relatively disorderly personality of wizards. One second they were promoting the release of Lockhart's new book, and the next second, just below the front page, there was... The centuries-old snake tree of Falmoni was stolen, and a special commentator from the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China began to speak out for the Republic of China.

Why is Ilvermorny claimed to be the best in the world, but it turns out that it can't even see the big tree in front of its house? More than three months have passed, and the low efficiency of the Magical Congress of the United States has even failed them to attack the Wizards United. arrogant performance.

The snake tree is said to be indestructible, but in the blink of an eye it can even destroy the roots.

What kind of behavior is this?Is this the much-vaunted American dream?

What followed was a series of old boxer demeanor. The American wizarding world was full of paper tigers. My opponent fell down before I even exerted any force, and so on.

This... is probably because there are no readers of the Daily Prophet in the United States?

"Is the snakewood in Ilvermorny really important?" Lynch raised his head and asked Meadows.

"I don't know." Meadows shook his head, "But it is true that it is indestructible. Your grandfather once had the idea of ​​that thing. At that time, he found some friends in the United States to cut off a small branch. He cast a magic spell It can even blow up an entire street, but the snake wood won't move at all."

"Huh?" Lynch scratched his head, "What do they want Snakewood for?"

"Making wands." Meadows paused, "Snakewood wands have good magical compatibility. Many powerful wizards will choose snakewood as the carrier of their wands. This has also led to a shortage of snakewood. Now, except for the deep forests in Albania, There are some small trees here that are not old enough, but the one at Ilvermorny is the best."

"That's really incredible." Lynch looked at the empty pit in Ilvermorny again. It could be seen that the gangster was very crazy. The round pit looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.

However, when Lynch wanted to continue reading, the pleasant doorbell rang, which broke the harmonious and friendly atmosphere of the family (crossed out).

"Who will come here at this time?"

"I don't know, it must be that little girl Granger." Meadows stood up quickly, "That girl is very annoying. Did you give her something weird again?"

"How could I do this?" Lin Qi said with a look of resentment, "Magical things, can that be considered strange?"