Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

[Go, my servant!

give me your body...

I will help you erase the memory of the vigilant "creature"...

Let it forget your existence today...】

The voice fell!

Quirrell's body was stiff, his expression seemed a little dull, and one hand slowly stretched out and pulled out a dark wand from his arms.

A black mist filled the tip of the wand.

The wand danced in the air like a nimble little snake, and the tip of the wand drew lines of ancient and complicated characters in the air.

Finally, the wand moved forward, and the words in the black mist in the air suddenly dissipated.

Quirrell's eyes suddenly recovered...

He looked at the tower window beside him, and saw a thread of milky white mist floating in the air and finally attached to the tip of his wand.

Looking at this layer of milky white mist, Quirrell's eyes were full of shock!

He is indeed the master he adores.

【Voldemort】

Even a wisp of remnant soul can cast such an incredible [curse]!

Mental category: [Orientation: memory stripping....]

Feeling the quiet restlessness in his mind, Quirrell knew that all the rest would depend on himself.

Follow the memory to find the "position" of the first few strokes!

Interfering with the little wizard riding the broom is an act of continuous casting.

From now on, I can't "show my head", and must hide behind the wall, otherwise Professor Rolanda will find out if he continues to cast spells!

But.....it doesn't matter.

He had already fully remembered where Dudley Dursley stood in Gryffindor College just now.

I just need to listen to the Quidditch teacher's release, try to fly the slogan quietly!

He can interfere with the riding track of the little wizard...

At this moment, Professor Quirrell's hands were spread out, supporting on the thick rock wall in front of him!

Quirrell's magic power gathered in his hands.

The target area has been locked....

And the reason why he was competent when he entered Hogwarts at the very beginning was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He didn't just rely on the unique skill of casting spells without a stick!

The painstaking research many years ago, after receiving the gift from the master, the strength is no longer what it used to be.

The trick to [Silent Casting]...

He, Quirinus Quirrell, has already mastered it!

the other side.

Quidditch playground.

Rolanda flicked the wizard's robe, and her sharp eyes scanned the wizards present:

"Okay! I hope I don't repeat myself a second time!

From now on, collectively be quiet and follow my command! "

During the conversation, a magic broom fell on the right side of each little wizard.

"This is your first time using a broomstick, so hold your breath and concentrate on the broomstick.

Finally, I said [get up] in a commanding tone!

Put your emotions into words and make the voice 'magic' to control the broomstick. "

Professor Rolanda explained how to use magic to manipulate wands.

"Teacher...I..."

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd, interrupting Professor Rolanda's statement.

"Say! What's your question?" Rolanda asked with a frown.

The little wizard in the crowd hurriedly said:

"Report!

Professor Rolanda, you said we need to put the magic broom on the right hand side, but why not on the left? "

Rolanda stared:

"Left and right? What does this have to do with our flying lessons?

Little wizard of Gryffindor, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, your behavior will be listed as disrupting the order of the classroom. "

The little fat wizard subconsciously defended with fear:

"Professor Rolanda, please don't get me wrong, I am born left-handed, my father is a magician, when he taught me, he always let me hold the wand in my left hand.

This....

lead to....

This makes it impossible to cast 'magic' at all if I hold a wand in my right hand! "

Rolanda brows frivolously, she walked quickly to the little fat wizard in Gryffindor, pointed to the broom on the ground and said:

"The magic broom is just a prop used by wizards, since you can cast 'magic', then follow what I said, step by step!

First focus all your attention on the broom, and then start the 'spell' with all your strength. "

"No...it won't work...I can't..."

The little fat wizard of Gryffindor stretched out his hand with great reluctance, gestured at the magic broom on the ground, and said in a weak voice:

"stand up...."

The magic broom on the ground remained motionless.

"Professor, this can't be done..."

The little fat wizard subconsciously muttered again:

"Get up~~"

The magic broom shook twice, but did not move again.

"Ms. Rolanda, I told you...it won't work...I'm born left-handed, right-handed can't help..."

The little fat wizard raised his head and said with a frustrated face. His meaning was very clear. If he wanted to make the broom fly, he had to put it on the left hand side.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

"Ouch!"

Then there was a scream.

The little fat wizard held his buttocks and his face was aggrieved and purple.

I saw the magic broom that had been placed on the ground just now slapped his soft flesh severely.

Professor Rolanda looked at the little fatty in Gryffindor with a gloomy expression and said seriously:

"Listen! This is a warning!

Your behavior is completely questioning my philosophy of wizard teaching.

Now I want you to give your full attention and say the activation spell of the magic broom in a command voice.

If the voice is quieter... I won't treat you as gently as your father!

It will knock on your forehead next time! "

"No...don't hit me...I do! I do it right away!"

The little fatty in Gryffindor looked terrified. He immediately stood still, stretched out his right hand with all his attention, and roared loudly:

"Get up! Get up!

I get you up! ! ! "

The fat wizard's forehead was sweating, his face was ferocious, his butt was in pain like a volcano, he didn't want to experience it again.

I saw the magic broom that had been lying flat on the ground was raised on the spot, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

"boom!"

Another muffled sound.

The magic broom came into close contact with the little fat wizard's cheek firmly.

However, the little fat wizard didn't scream this time.

His eyes seemed to shed tears of excitement:

"Luo...Professor Rolanda...

I....I made it!

I managed to get rid of the 'curse' of being left-handed.......

Thank you so much...you...."

"Pfft!"

Before the little fat man in Gryffindor finished speaking, he fell back straight and fell to the ground "fainted out"....

"Miserable...he is really miserable..."

Ron leaned closer to Harry and whispered.

Harry nodded subconsciously:

"It's true...it's a bit miserable...This Professor Rolanda is even more vicious than Uncle Vernon..."

Ron asked curiously:

"Vernon? Who is he?"

Harry quickly changed his words:

"It's nothing...you misheard Ron..."

Dudley on the side was observing thoughtfully. He was collecting information. According to the actual situation, today was the first time he actually cast "magic".

Although it works on magic props...

But according to the reactions of the little fat man and Professor Rolanda.

In fact, the principle and nature of using magic props and casting spells with wands should be related.

"Harry, why don't you give it a try?"

Ron looked at Harry expectantly from the sidelines. After all, Harry is a legendary "hero". It is said that he once defeated the Great Demon King. I don't know how talented he is...

Ron once heard his father Arthur Weasley mention that the Great Demon King is an extremely terrifying existence with vast magical power and unfathomable strength!

Although he doesn't believe that "Harry" is the "hero" who really defeated the big devil...

But I can't hold back my curiosity...

Harry pushed his glasses casually:

"Okay Ron, since you've asked, I'll give it a try!"

"rise...."

".....Come?"

Before Harry could finish his order, the broomstick on the ground automatically hung in the air and landed smoothly in his palm.

Ron was dumbfounded watching from the sidelines, this... this is really... too powerful!

If he hadn't been to the East, he could even say "bull" to describe his shock at this time.

Hermione on the side was quite surprised when she saw this...

However, she imitated everything, stretched out her slightly white and tender hands, and muttered softly in her mouth:

"stand up..."

The voice was crisp, and the words fell, and the wand on the ground slowly lifted into the air and landed firmly in Hermione's hand.

She pursed her lips lightly and looked around happily.

However, she found that everyone lowered their heads to their magic broom and no one paid attention to her.

"Ugh..."

Hermione looked around again, looking at Dudley beside him...

I saw that Dudley's eyes had been quietly staring at Harry...and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth naturally...

Hermione raised one hand subconsciously, but put it down a little lonely...

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