Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

Sure enough, Tom was only polite to others when he took advantage of them.

When asking questions to Dumbledore, he respectfully called him a professor.

After 'using', he is called Mr.

Dumbledore obviously saw Tom's little thoughts.

But all he could do was push his glasses and watch Tom with sharp, serious eyes.

Tom stubbornly looked at him, his attitude was very tough.

He thinks he is not wrong!

Dumbledore sighed inwardly and looked away.

Sifa noticed this.

He wanted to tell Dumbledore.

Teach Tom not to treat him like a child.

Especially since you've already impressed him that you're strong.

You have to always be stronger than him and suppress him, so that he can obey you, and when he can't stand it anymore, he will submit to you.

You have shown yourself indecisive and weak from the start.

No wonder Tom will become the second-generation Dark Lord in the future.

Dumbledore was silent for a while under the eyes of everyone.

"Are there any other students who have doubts?"

He spoke softly, and Sifer noticed a tremor in Dumbledore's voice.

Why?Tom made you so important?

Obviously, Xifa's incomprehension cannot be brought up in class.

And the other students showed no sign of doubting themselves.

Both purebloods and good young wizards understood what Dumbledore meant.

They were all waiting for Dumbledore to speak and announce the practice.

And those little wizards who are like cannon fodder.

But keep silent.

Xifa noticed that several young wizards in Gryffindor raised their hands intentionally.

But somehow he gave up asking.

They may not understand at all and don't know how to express it.

In this first class, the gap between the little wizard's comprehension was revealed like a chasm.

Sifa sighed.

What he didn't know was that these little wizards were all from Muggle families with no power.

They were all warned by the pure-blood families.

Come to Hogwarts to study, you can, but you must not do anything that hinders the school's 'normal' learning.

otherwise...

When they graduate, they hold a magic wand and can recite spells, which means they have qualified combat power on the battlefield.

Dumbledore obviously knew.

He opened his mouth slightly, and finally asked questions by name.

At this time, we can't tear ourselves apart from the pure-blood forces.

"Since there are no doubts, let's proceed to the next part. Transfiguration practice."

A small wooden block needs to be distributed to each little wizard.

Standing on the podium, Dumbledore completed the above work with just a wave of his hand.

Then, he clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the students who were looking at the small wooden blocks in their hands.

"Attentive, firm, feeling! Pass it on!"

With a wave of the wand, the small block of wood transformed into a small carved dagger.

"Let's conjure up a small dagger to end today's lesson."

Time for free practice.

Xifa cast spells without coming up.

He knew how bad his Transfiguration was.

He took a look, judging from his current observations.

The wooden blocks are just ordinary wooden blocks, without any other spells that affect the magic effect.

In other words, there is no problem with the target of his spell.Casting polymorph does not require a specially crafted target.

Flicking his wand cautiously, Sifer tried to imagine what a small dagger would look like.

It worked, and although there were many burrs on the dagger, there was no doubt that the shape of the block changed.

However, Xifa was delighted to see that the handicraft-like daggers conjured up by Luna and Iris disappeared in an instant.

Xifa calmed down instantly, and he began to summarize why this time it was successful, and how it was different from previous ideas.

At this moment.

bang——

An explosion made Sifa tremble in fright.

He turned around quickly.

I saw a little wizard was frightened to stay in place.

The wooden thorn in front of him stopped in front of him.

"Don't be distracted, you must be thinking about what will happen if you fail to transform."

Dumbledore, who used magic to protect the students, said helplessly.

Another piece of wood was given to the unlucky guy.

Why don't I observe the characteristics of other little wizards performing transfiguration?

Xifa had an idea, however, as he observed, his mentality collapsed a bit.

In the face of the "happy spell" issued by the little wizard, everything is possible.

Most of the wooden blocks on the Gryffindor side will vibrate violently after being enchanted by the little wizard.

Even many wooden blocks achieved the achievement of burning or exploding under the spell of brilliance.

The little wizards of Hufflepuff made the wooden blocks extra lively. The most representative thing is that a wooden block grew two legs similar to matches and ran away.

Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore had quick eyesight and quick hands, and strangled the mutated object to death in the air.

Is this living body shapeshifting?

Sifa's pupils were shocked.

The little wizards of Ravenclaw and Slyklin are much more normal, and many little wizards perform better than themselves.

In comparison, I am really mediocre.

No wonder Dumbledore didn't care about himself.

Xifa has some taste.

Even though the rest of the cannon fodder little wizards blushed and swung their wands vigorously at the wooden block, the wooden block was still a wooden block.

If only wooden blocks could express their feelings.

I'm afraid it will show a frightened expression, waiting for this spell that will probably never be cast.

Even though the scene was very chaotic, Dumbledore was still able to handle it with ease.

He can always protect all the little wizards at the most critical time, keeping them away from the damage caused by casting spells.

However, as the little wizard successfully cast more and more spells, the consequences became more and more complicated.

Dumbledore couldn't keep calm either.

He loudly emphasized that he must have firm beliefs, but the effect was not ideal. He had to get up and deal with various disturbances.

Finally get out of class was over, and Sifer noticed that Dumbledore's face was tired with naked eyes.

While eating, Sifa was a little absent-minded.

Careful Luna has already found out.

Until Xifa picked up the empty glass for the third time to drink water.

She finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Xifa, do you have something on your mind? If you can, tell us and let us listen."

Xifa was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, and found that the glass in his hand was indeed empty.

He couldn't hide what was on his mind, he sighed, he didn't expect that there would be a day when he needed comfort.

It may be that a young body makes one's thinking a lot younger.

"It's not appropriate to say it here, go to my dormitory and say it."

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"What? Are you jealous that Riddle is getting more attention from Professor Dumbledore than you?"

Luna on the side also has an expression that you are teasing me.

I hurried through lunch and you tell me this?

It doesn't seem like a joke to see Xifa.

Luna pondered for a while, and spoke to Xifa.

"Sifa, have you ever thought about it? Dumbledore feels that you have your own opinions, so he rest assured to let you grow up freely."

"He doesn't pay attention to you, doesn't interfere with you, and just keeps you from being targeted by pure-blood forces."

Alice also helped.

"Wait a minute, pure blood forces are targeting?"

Sifa frowned.

Alice quickly covered her mouth, but under the eyes of Sifa, she was defeated.

She explained to Sifa what was special about him, and why there were more young wizards enrolled besides the sorting ceremony.

In the beginning, she wasn't purely a prankster, she was also very curious about who made Dumbledore go to such lengths to win the top student spot. .seven

Knowing part of the truth, Sifa remained silent.

At this time, he was too weak, at present, he could not change anything except himself.