Hogwarts wizard

Half an hour later, Jellal sat down on the ground tiredly, while Sprout squatted down, playing with the ripe herbs.

"Professor Sprout, do you think we can take a break?" Jellal couldn't bear it anymore and asked. They said that men and women work together so they don't feel tired.

That's bullshit, he and Sprout were exhausted working together! It's still the kind of exhaustion that doesn't pay for your life!

Jellal looked at Sprout. He had never thought that his physical strength was not as good as hers... It was really embarrassing!

Sprout nodded, "The mandrake is enough. Let's rest for a while. We will then spawn some sapweed."

"Liquid grass?" Jellal was a little curious. Liquid grass was just an ordinary thing, so why did it spawn some liquid grass?

Sprout looked at Jellal. He was very happy that he could answer Jellal's doubts. For her, Jellal had done her a big favor, "Liquid grass is very common, maybe in Hog." It can also be seen in Watts' flower beds, but mature sapweed, picked during the full moon, can be used to make Polyjuice Potion, which can take the form of other people."

"It doesn't sound like it's of any use..."

Hearing what he said, Sprout disagreed very much, "How can it be useless? If you use Polyjuice Potion, you will look like Snape. I want to repair those Slytherin guys!"

That would be great! "Will the height also change?"

Jellal said, if you choose a character, such as the goblins in Gringotts, but the appearance changes but nothing else changes, then it probably doesn't make sense.

"Of course not, but wearing long wizard robes, generally speaking, there shouldn't be any problems. What do you think, Jellal?"

After hearing her words, Jellal felt more and more that this formula was really useless.

"Maybe, Professor Sprout, why aren't you surprised by my abilities?"

Jellal is very curious. His current performance should be considered unusual, right? Why doesn't it get too much attention?

Jellal's psychology is actually a bit strange. When they paid attention to him, he was afraid of doing something to make others notice him, but now that others didn't react much, he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart and felt that he was not noticed.

This may be the psychology of ordinary people.

Who knows, as soon as Jellal finished speaking, Sprout laughed, "Jeral, have you noticed when using magic, red flames, green vines, purple lightning... In fact, they are all It has its own attributes, and our own magic actually also has attributes. For example, your current magic is actually more of a wood attribute, so it is very effective in promoting the growth of plants and the like.

My magic is similar, but the effect is not as good as yours, but it's not bad! "

After hearing her words, Jellal understood that everyone regarded this as an attribute of themselves!

Jellal nodded, now he was a little relieved. If this was the case, he wouldn't have to hide around to find a place to study the magic pattern!

"Okay, Jellal, it's almost time to rest, it's time to work!"

Sprout clapped his hands. What kind of rest is this? Jellal really wanted to complain, why hadn't he discovered this about Sprout before?

When Jellal left, Sprout asked, "Jelal, let me take you back."

He shook his head, "Professor Sprout, I just injured one arm. There is really nothing wrong with it."

If you were really worried, why didn't you say it when you had done so much work just now!

At Jellal's insistence, he finally went back by himself. At this time, Hogwarts was still very comfortable. There were large tracts of dark green grass on the grass, which was completely different from when it first grew.

"Kill him! Tear him apart..."

Jellal heard that voice again. That voice was like magic, deeply attracting Jellal. Jellal followed the sound and walked over.

What catches the eye is the bathroom where Myrtle lives.

"Hey! Jellal, long time no see. Do you miss me?"

Myrtle approached Jellal, and the face that appeared at that moment really shocked Jellal, but it didn't last long. Jellal just took a few steps back. He had other things to do now.

"No, Myrtle, have you heard any strange sounds or seen any strange people?" Myrtle burst into tears after hearing Jellal's words!

There was a gurgling sound in the toilet where she lived.

"Woooooooo..."

Listening to her cry, it was like a magic sound ringing in my ears.

"Shut up and listen, you know I don't do this!"

When she first died, it was true that she cried here all the time because of her grievances. But after a long time, she also felt bored. In fact, when she cried now, it was more like she was trying to gain sympathy from others.

"Well, I've been here and haven't heard anything, but recently I read Ginny. One of her books, maybe it should be a book, she always talks to herself and doesn't know what she's saying. Something, maybe she’s in love!”

Hearing Myrtle's unreliable analysis, Jellal was completely speechless. It was really unreliable.

"Hiss..."

At this moment, a snake crawled out of the toilet. Jellal recognized it at a glance. It was the one summoned by Malfoy before.

"Oh! Damn it! Why are there so many snakes in Hogwarts! Woohoo... I feel so scared!"

Myrtle started crying again, but this time Gerald was okay. After all, everyone has their own things to fear, and it was normal for Myrtle to be afraid of snakes!

No, she said there are so many snakes in Hogwarts! How could there be so many snakes in Hogwarts!

"Myrtle, do you see many snakes?"

"Of course, they're really annoying and I don't like them."

Myrtle stopped crying at this time. She flew in front of Jellal, passed through his body, and brought up a gust of wind.

She seemed to find this game fun, and Myrtle found new fun.

"Jeral, this is not the place you should come."

The snake in front of her spoke, but in Myrtle's ears, there was just a "hissing" sound.

Hearing the snake's cry, Jellal spoke to it and said, "I don't understand, why are you here?"

Hearing Jellal talking to the snake in Parseltongue, Myrtle hid directly back in the broken toilet!

"This is not a question you should ask. You just need to know that that person just wants to attack Muggle wizards."

Take action? Is petrifying them just the first step?

"Voldemort?"

If snakes had expressions, they would definitely give Jellal an expression of surprise! It didn't expect that Jellal actually thought of it!

A gust of wind blew by, and a human figure gathered in the air. His face was very pale, like a dead face, as if covered with a layer of wax, and his irrelevant appearance was completely distorted!

At this time, there was still a smell of snakes, "So ugly..."

Jellal thought this and said it without knowing what was going on. This was embarrassing. Voldemort was stunned. This was the first time someone commented on him like this, which made him a little "flattered"!

"Jeral, long time no see."

"Voldemort, I think you should be like Myrtle now. You have no body and can't use magic. Standing in front of me, don't you just want to show me how ugly you are?"

Myrtle stayed in the toilet, feeling offended...

Voldemort was about to say something.

Jellal came closer to him and fanned his nose with his hand, "This smell of snake skin makes me wonder how miserable you are!"

"A sharp tongue, but there is a saying in this world, the one who laughs last is the winner. Albus knows I'm here, but he can't catch me at all, can he?"

When he said this, he had a look on his face, and Jellal smiled contemptuously, "Who would argue with a ghost..."

Jellal could tell at a glance that Voldemort's current state was completely unsubstantiated, and he didn't even have an entity. He was floating around rather than passing through his body directly...

But he also knew that if he was in this state, even if Dumbledore was here, he would have nothing to do with him!

"Innocent, Jellal, why not join my camp, I can give you the best treatment! Magic weapons, potions, money, all kinds of dark spells..."

Voldemort opened his mouth. He was tempting Jellal. In his heart, Jellal would definitely be moved. These things are what others want in their lives!

Jellal's heart...had no emotion at all.

"Mr. Voldemort, this doesn't impress me!"

"Fizz!"

Voldemort said a few words to the snake, and the snake went towards Jellal. Seeing this, Jellal pursed his lips.

He can communicate with snakes and make those snakes work for him. It seems that he still has a lot of tricks!

The snake's tail swept directly at Jellal, who took out his wand.

"Space pause!"

It's a hammer!

The snake was immediately immobilized, but nothing happened to Jellal. No matter how you look at it, this thing is a bit embarrassing. What do you mean, a round has not even started yet, and the result is completely over.

"You're cruel!" Voldemort left directly. Jellal couldn't do anything to him, and he couldn't do anything to Jellal either.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Myrtle didn't know why, but she started crying again.

At this time Jellal noticed the toilet where she lived! yes! toilet.

Jellal just waved his hand and sealed Voldemort into the broken toilet.

Seeing this scene, Myrtle ran out quickly! She didn't want to "be in the same room" as Voldemort.