The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Question: Professor Flitwick had an argument with Professor McGonagall in private, what should we do?

A: Just stay aside...

In Filius Flitwick's opinion, Cyrus' concept and application of spells are very advanced. It must be known that wizards' attacks are almost all black magic.

Although the Disarming Curse is a kind of self-protection mechanism magic, which can effectively deflect all weapons that threaten the caster, but...compared with the dark wizard, it is still not enough.

At least not enough in power.

But Cyrus has changed!He can reasonably separate the practical spells, and with a slight adjustment, he can cause a lot of attacks... For example, the weather spell, no wizard will change the weather when fighting.

The weather spell can summon a storm, so isn't it reasonable to summon lightning alone?

And Hermione?Her dueling skills were taught by Professor Flitwick. When Cyrus was studying spells in the classroom, Hermione could fight with the Slytherin prefect...

Of course Hermione is "seven", Jerry has a [-]% chance of winning, it all depends on Hermione's mood that day.

But the same is true for McGonagall. In her opinion, Cyrus' actual use of Transfiguration can also change the stereotype of wizards in the wizarding world about Transfiguration - fancy, but not practical.

To a certain extent, it can even replace the house collapse spell.

"Why do you always have trouble with me? I have never grabbed the Quidditch Cup or the House Cup with you before!" Flitwick held a sword flower with his wand with one hand, and the green light shot a circle of afterimages.

As one of the guarantors of Cyrus' theory, of course he knows the use of "light saber".

"Just because Pomona and I have a good relationship~" Mag said slowly, "Filius, don't twist your waist, or you will have to retire early."

"Then I also rely on Miss Granger being a member of Ravenclaw..."

"It's useless~ I'm the vice-principal." McGonagall tapped his wand lightly, the soil surged and gathered, and two two-meter-high native guards stood erect in front of Professor McGonagall.

"Don't use the vice-principal to frame me! This has nothing to do with Cyrus and Hermione!" Flitwick was so angry that his nose was twisted, so he began to talk about the truth, "Minerva~ your theory of transfiguration is also It's under the spell..."

"Looks like you don't know about it... Albus didn't tell you?"

"What's the matter?" Flitwick looked at him suspiciously.

This made Cyrus who was watching the play puzzled, how did it get involved in him again?And Hermione was also confused by the conversation between the two professors.

But Cyrus had a bad feeling.

"Forget it... let's not talk so much, I just want to practice my hands and turn theory into practice!" McGonagall glanced at the other party, so Professor Flitwick cleverly dodged backwards knowingly.

As expected of today's number one shapeshifter except for Headmaster Dumbledore, the native guards did not lose their flexibility because of Gao Dawei, and they wielded their two pointed spears vigorously.

Hermione knew why her dean was known for being "dexterous" back then: relying on her poor body shape, she quickly avoided the pincers and arrayed stabs under McGonagall's command.

Flitwick used the Levitation Curse to drive his body, swimming buoyantly, and from time to time he cut off the guards of Dean Maomao with his backhand...or used a few Shattering Curses to break Mag's Iron Armor Curse.

It's just kind of weird... Cyrus and Hermione watched as the fight went further and further away.

"Duel!!" Hermione suddenly raised her fist and hit him on the back. It wasn't heavy, but it was enough to bring him back to his senses.

"I have a better proposal...how about...let's go and see the duel of the professors?" Cyrus secretly thought that something was wrong, and sure enough, the one who should come has come, "Min~maybe Can learn a lot of skills”

In the evening sunset, with Hermione's back to the sun, her figure was elongated, and the black shadow even merged with Cyrus' projection, as if she wanted to devour him from the bottom, savoring it slowly.

Cyrus struggled desperately.

"Dear Cyrus~ Aren't you very good at betraying me just now?" Hermione's smile was full of malice, she poked out the tip of her tongue slightly, licked the corner of her mouth, and looked at the other party wantonly.

Seems to be thinking about... where to start, tearing him apart.

"Just now there was nothing I could do~ I believe you will understand." Cyrus quickly reacted and hugged his girlfriend's arm, "Why did Her Majesty rebel... I also had no choice."

It's a pity that Hermione didn't like him, because... Cyrus has been using this trick for many years! !

Cyrus wanted to take the opportunity to go to the battlefield on the professor's side, but Hermione just waved her hand and yelled softly, "The clothes are flying!"

"Summoning curse, what are you doing tearing my inner clothes!" He angrily grabbed the collar, just like Marilyn Monroe, who was almost naked, was holding down the skirt.

"If I summon the robe, you can take it off." In Hermione's ear, it seemed that she remembered the triumphant laugh of 'Devil Hermione', and praised her for being very powerful in using spells.

"You know the conditions for summoning spells to make objects fly!"

He raised his wand tremblingly, as if facing a heinous sinner.

"Oh no~ You shouldn't have peeked at me, have you?" Hermione didn't take his threat seriously, shrugging, "My dear, isn't it normal that I know the look of your shirt?"

If he knew Hermione's would be the most abnormal one.

"The speed of your betrayal is too fast...Either obediently accompany me in a duel, or let me cancel my authority to feed you candy in the future." Hermione put her hands behind her back and took ten steps in the opposite direction.

Cyrus sighed, turned, and also took ten steps forward.

The red light of the setting sun sprinkled on the grass, and there were occasional birdsong from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The two wanted to turn their backs on each other, but neither of them made a move first. During the confrontation, there were occasional laughter from the lawn next to the castle.

Hermione and Cyrus lowered their heads, twirling their hair with their fingers, as if they were counting down silently.

one two three...!

"All petrification! Remove your weapon!" "Mirror dimension!"

Hermione and Cyrus turned around at the same time, two red lights emerged from the vine wooden wand almost at the same time, as if rushing towards Cyrus, but unfortunately... just disappeared in front of him.

Cyrus pressed lightly with his left hand, and two attacking spells sank into the fragmented space in front of him.

"Can it still be like this??" Hermione was very surprised by this magic, "I thought it could only be used for peeping or something..."

"That's not peeping! That's observation!!"

"Is there a difference?" Hermione frowned annoyed at his frightened look. Obviously, this was the new magic that Cyrus had mastered when she practiced dueling.

"Although...there is no difference...but don't say it so strangely!"

Hermione tried to go around Cyrus again, attacking from different angles. The broken and gorgeous mirror looked very fragile, but Hermione felt extremely helpless.

The truth is a bit rogue.

But Cyrus is not without pressure. Hermione's attack increases energy every time. Hogwarts is different, the range of effect is small, and he is also constantly delivering magic power to maintain the opening of the dimension entrance.

But he pretended to be very relaxed, trying to cause some psychological damage to Hermione.

The girl squinted her eyes and had an idea in her mind: since she can't attack, why not just drag Cyrus over?

In fact, she didn't know what the shirts were under Cyrus, she just guessed it by accident, because Cyrus would often take off his coat and be hugged by Hermione, and the shirts were just a few...

So she has a one in five chance!And today I guessed right! !

"The clothes are flying!"

"You are the one who cheated!!"

Who would use a summoning spell on others during a duel?I'm afraid Hermione won't be able to work with anyone other than the familiar Cyrus.

Cyrus was pulled, and the distance of twenty steps was shortened in the blink of an eye.

The development of the five senses brought by the Force to Cyrus played a role. He was very familiar with this smell, and it had a dark attraction... His face instantly fell into the soft embrace, and Hermione's urgent voice was heard by his ear. sound of panic.

"That's why...the professor doesn't recommend using the Flying Curse on others during a duel." Cyrus lifted his head, with a hint of lost sweetness under his nose.

"Cyrus! Repel the enemy by three feet!!" Hermione pressed her wand against his chest angrily. The force of the repelling spell was not strong, but it just pushed the dazed Cyrus away again.

He finally knew... the feeling of that Meow Hammer, um... why does Hermione always look at her chest in distaste?His hands couldn't help but hang down by his legs, grabbing the air.

'Is it because it's too big for her...inconvenient? ' he wondered.

Hermione clutched her chest in panic, judging from the height of the ups and downs of her palms, she believed in at least one thing today:

Don't use the Flying Curse on others lightly during a duel... quickly close the distance with the enemy, if you are not sure, you will always be the one who suffers.

"This is the true summoning spell~" Cyrus said suddenly.

"Go away!"

The duel between the two is still going on...but the winner has already been decided, today's winner...well, because of Hermione Granger's mistake, it is barely counted as Cyrus' victory~

But Hermione also learned a new skill - the Cyrus Summoning Charm.

(Cyrus: Hahaha! Summoning spell...

Hermione: Are you proud of yourself?Don’t forget the collar around your neck~)