hogwarts rose

Tria was extremely careful in the last step, the movement of the protective spell was not complicated, and it didn't take long for Tria to be able to describe it proficiently.

But the feeling of engraving a spell on an object is very different from gesticulating in the air. Tria can only hope that she can succeed once, otherwise she doesn't know if it will damage the cat badge.

After some psychological construction, Triya raised her wand, and concentrated on using her magic power to draw a pattern of protective spells on the inside of the cat's badge.

I have to say that Triya's memory is very good, every stroke of hers falls in the right place, not a single cent is missing.

The small patterns were painted in a few minutes.

[To be successful! 】

With the last stroke, the bright yellow cat badge exudes a soft light, flickering on and off, which is a sign of successful completion of the drawing.

Triya couldn't hide her joy. The cat badge was done here, and there would be no other problems. She withdrew her magic power with confidence.

But the moment her magic power left, the magic power that belonged to her suddenly cut off the connection with her, and after trembling for a moment, it shot towards her instead.

Snape's reaction was faster than before, probably because he had been secretly paying attention to this final level.

He waved his robe sleeves and blocked Triya almost instantly.

The moment the rebounded magic power touched his robe, a huge explosion occurred, and Snape, along with Tria in his arms, were knocked out by the shock wave.

If the two of them hadn't responded in a timely manner and used a floating spell to cushion their bodies, they would probably both go to the school infirmary to be sick friends.

"You'd better explain it to me."

Snape looked at the bombed mess of desks and the only intact cat badge that was still exuding soft light in the ruins, his forehead twitched uncontrollably.

"I remember that what you want to do is a protective device, not a hot weapon in the Muggle world."

Snape's heart was broken, he finally endured the nausea and corrected the homework...

Triya knew she was wrong and scratched her head in embarrassment, but she felt a little joy in her heart that she had successfully made an effective protective badge.

This caused her to uncontrollably raise the corners of her mouth even though she looked guilty of doing something wrong.

"I'm sorry, Professor, the protective principle of this badge is to bounce back the attack..."

Although I don't know why the cat badge even rebounds her magic power, but the result is obviously good. The effect of the cat badge is beyond her imagination. Not only can it reflect damage, but it can also double the damage after rebounding.

Use this little thing as a Halloween gift, that's not Gaga's face.

Tria thought happily, the only victim was poor old Professor Snape.

According to a senior student whose grades for this homework were cancelled:

[A warrior in the first grade blew up Snape's desk because he didn't want to do his homework. We were implicated in taking Snape's anger and doubled the homework. 】

The little warriors in the first grade didn't know that there would be a group of senior seniors and sisters who would carry the weight for them.

She didn't even dare to breathe, and while Snape clenched his fists and stood on the spot taking a deep breath to restrain his anger, she cleaned up the mess on the ground, grabbed her kitten badge and hid it in her purse.

"go out."

Professor Snape, who had calmed down for a long time, waved his robe, which was only half left, and Tria was sent outside the door.

Triya quietly breathed a sigh of relief standing outside the wooden door. It was good to be kicked out. As for the black kitten she originally wanted to make for herself, let’s talk about it later.

Tria hurried to find Harry and borrowed his Hedwig to send out an order letter.

And Professor Snape, who lost his desk, silently faced the new luxury leather desk chairs, matching carpets and paintings in the office the next day, and a series of things that completely violated his aesthetics. Furniture, fell into a second thought.

……

Halloween.

All the students and teachers of Hogwarts gathered in the Great Hall.

In Cedric's surprised eyes.

Tria slipped quietly to Hufflepuff's long table, wrapped her robe tightly around her golden and red bow tie, and pretended to be a little badger.

Everyone at the Badger Yard was very friendly, smiling and making room for her next to Cedric.

Tria excitedly took out the neatly folded wizard robes from her small purse and handed them back to Cedric, then stretched out a small fist even more happily, and placed it in front of Cedric.

"Guess what is in my hand, if you guess right, I will give it to you~"

"Ok?"

Cedric smiled gently, and held Tria's hand, "Let me think about it."

He squeezed Triya's fist lightly, as if estimating the size of something.

"Is it sugar?"

Triya shook her head and simply spread her hands.

"If you guess wrong, I will give it to you."

"It's a cat badge I made myself, it can reflect damage."

Cedric took the head of the little cat in surprise. The expression of the cat is not completely real, but it can be seen that the cat is lively and cute.

There was a pin on the back of the badge, which fastened to the wool vest of the school uniform, and it matched Cedric's yellow and black tie.

"Thanks Tria, I love it."

Cedric pinned the cat's head to his heart, and heard his classmates next to him making indescribably excited sounds in a low voice.

He was a little helpless, and the roots of his ears were a little bloody uncontrollably.

"Would you like to try this? It's not available on other tables."

He naturally put a plate of the best peach blossom pudding in front of Tria, and a girl next to her jumped in to chime in.

"That's right, there are a lot of things on the table that we made ourselves, and other colleges can't eat them!"

Tiny Tria was among the third-year Hufflepuffs, and most of them were already curious about her.

Tria really caught her attention. She originally thought about sneaking back to the Gryffindor table after delivering the presents, but now.

She swallowed, and uncontrollably touched the small silver spoon that Cedric handed over.

The Hufflepuff dining table is certainly in a class of its own.

Triya shed lasagna tears, thinking about the possibility of being transferred to another hospital. If it’s not possible, she might as well come here every time she eats.

Cedric is not a talkative person, he will only pass a piece of paper to Tria when she needs it or bring her a plate of food that she has been watching for a long time.

Just as Tria Meimei was eating mashed potatoes with milk, Professor Quirrell suddenly screamed and rushed into the auditorium.

The turban on his head was hanging crookedly on his head, and his face was full of horror.

"The troll—in the dungeon—thought you should know."

He gasped for breath, then passed out on the floor.

The auditorium was suddenly filled with uneasy discussions among the students.

"Quiet!"

Dumbledore's wand rested on his throat, his voice was loud, his expression was rare majesty, but strangely comforted everyone.

"Prefect, immediately lead the students from each college to the dormitory!"

He said quietly, and Cedric quickly grabbed Tria's shoulders.

"I'll take you back to the Gryffindor team, and follow Percy back to the waiting room obediently, you understand?"

Triya was actually not nervous. She had read about creatures like trolls, whose brains were no bigger than a walnut.

She was just curious why there was a troll at Hogwarts.

But now the safety of herself and Cedric is more important. She nodded obediently, followed Cedric back to Gryffindor in a hurry, and watched him follow the Hufflepuff team out of the auditorium. He waved his hand lightly.