The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

"Ron, your family has not made you live comfortably. Your poverty has made your soul cheap. Come on, as long as you tell me, you want to get rid of the old self who can only wear old clothes and gain fame and fortune. Status, countless gold galleons, tell me, I can bring you these, I am Slytherin!"

Neo used some Legilimency skills on him, Ron's eyes were blurred, a brand new wand, a powerful wand, he kept thinking about these in his mind.

"Dad, Mom...George...Fred..."

His tears finally fell.

"What a terrible answer."

Neo grimaced, while Fred and George beside him gave a happy high-five.

"The preparation is complete, the ceremony can begin, let's go outdoors."

"Hurry up, this stupid boy Ron can't cry anymore."

Neo raised the bird-snake wand and floated Ron out of the second floor. A series of materials followed him in an arc.

As the three of them took their positions around Ron.

Fred and George stood face to face on both sides. They raised their wands and chanted in unison to their brother.

"Shut up guard!"

Two beams of silver-white light emerged from the air. For those with pure hearts, this spell is not difficult... For example, these two little guys can use it in a decent way in just one week. .

And today's special ceremony made the two of them full of emotions.

The silvery-white light turned into reality for the first time. They were two naive raccoons with almost no difference in appearance. They began to surround Ron in the air. In this way, the two brothers were driving away the negative emotions in their younger brother's heart.

"I like the Trinity in religion. This time, I would like to borrow the old wisdom of Greenwald."

The outer circle is a connected triangle, with an upright in the middle.

This is not the first time he has played with rituals. Neo likes this kind of shamanic witchcraft originating from primitive tribes. He first throws a bone... If he makes a mistake, he quickly takes it back.

A new piece of wood, a willow log, was thrown out and carried by Fred through the clouds on a broomstick under the full moon.The fool was almost feverish due to the water vapor in the night wind, so George took the broom from him again, and did so for three consecutive nights, until it was soaked in starlight under the boundless light of the universe.

Soil, a substitute for flesh and blood, was dug from Ron's garden, symbolizing home and harvest.

Neo takes out one last thing: Charlie's wand.

It is a gift from my brother and symbolizes protection and love.

"Shut up guard!"

Neo used this wand to draw the last side of the triangle. Embarrassingly, his silver glow was weak and its follow-up was weak.

"Damn it, I'm obviously thinking about very happy things...it must be this wand that's resisting me."

"Oh, what are your happy memories?"

A gentle and old voice sounded in Neo's ears.

"Every day I open my eyes and see my notebook!"

Neo gritted his teeth and tried to immerse himself in the joy that knowledge gave him.

"Haha, that's not happy enough."

An old man stretched out his arm and slowly took off the wand from Neo's hand. His white beard swept across Neo's cheek. There was no more sound, but a silver-white phoenix suddenly appeared, and the white light shone around Ron. live.

"You have to pay attention, just stand there and don't move around, otherwise Ron may die!"

Neo looked at the old guy who suddenly broke into the ceremony, with a look of panic on his face.

Dumbledore immediately lifted his foot and took a step to the side.

"Look, Ron is still smiling happily, he's not dead!"

Unable to deceive this clever old man, Neo was annoyed by his own lack of vigilance. If he were Dumbledore, he would have cast at least three curses and a killing curse just now, and everyone present would have easily jumped into the street.

The sacrificer is the most important part of the ceremony. Just like if Neo personally presided over a forbidden ceremony, there was no telling what kind of blasphemous creation he could create. With Dumbledore entering the ceremony, the effect of the ceremony would be infinitely higher.

Valuable test data must be recorded.

Neo spread out the notebook, the quill automatically jumped up, and lines of characters flowed out.

"Attention, I am about to remove the core of the wand. Ron, you have to have faith and the belief that it is your most cherished wand!"

He pointed another wand at Ron's right palm. That finger couldn't wait to leave. The golden feathers of the thunderbird gradually pierced out from the cortex. It was savage, cruel, and favored by magic, so it became more and more unscrupulous.

"He's going to be a strong baby!"

Neo sighed while reciting the curse, and then his lips kept moving, and a low murmur resounded throughout the lawn. The finger was easily peeled off, and was absorbed by the feathers under the influence of the flesh curse.

The willow wood began to melt, wrapping the entire feather. Invisible to the naked eye, golden filaments were interspersed in the wood. There was nothing to change the pattern of the wand, but Neo was used to guiding a mass of magic power around the handle to change it.

A miniature eagle's head sticks out from the end, and its sharp beak seems to peck through the dark clouds.

Ron caught it, and before he could swing it, a ring of thunder and lightning radiated out from his body in all directions.

"[Blue Knight], its name..."

Neo whispered into Ron's ear, then patted him on the shoulder.

"People who don't pronounce this name cannot use it to cast even a fluorescent spell!"

The Secrecy Curse, Neo's proud skill, he set this curse on every wand born in his hands, so that no one can hold it unless allowed.

"Look! My new wand has a name. It's called..."

Ron held the bird-headed long-handled wand high and ran toward his two brothers with sweaty faces in excitement.

"Damn it, this unfortunate kid can't keep a secret at all!"

What a designer hates most is not a bad design, but that the subtleties of his design are ignored and the treasure is just covered in dust.

Bang bang... Dumbledore lowered Charlie Weasley's wand in his hand. It was already smoking, but the old man had no intention of compensating and only patted it gently with two hands.

"Wonderful ceremony, superb wand making, Mr. Neo Slytherin, once again I feel that the decision to appoint you as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is so wise!"

Only then did the three red heads realize that there was another person on the grass.

"Oh my God, it's Headmaster Dumbledore!"

George exclaimed.

Dumbledore just smiled...

"The principal saw our magic casting outside the school!" Fred held his head and inserted his fingers into his hair, pretending to be broken and pitiful. "We will definitely be expelled, and my mother will strangle me to death!"

The old man turned his head helplessly: "Why don't you invite me in and sit down? I've traveled a long way..."

"It's not that far from Hogwarts..."

Neo was unsure of the purpose of Dumbledore's visit, so he turned and walked towards the steps. All his secrets, Tom's black magic book, forbidden research information, an illegally imprisoned wizard... were all there. The room on the second floor and the open balcony had no protective charm at all. He believed that his honesty would let Dumbledore know the rules and not wander around in this room.

The fingers of [Insect Slaughter] were clasped eagerly to try.

Whether it can be renamed [Little Phoenix Slayer] this time depends on what Dumbledore is going to do. Neo believes that he will not fail because he has three hostages in his hands.

"George, come back quickly and help Principal Dumbledore pour tea!"