Enter Hogwarts

One old, one young, two old and the sixth returned without success.

However, Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood.

After all, compared to the headless fool before, now he finally has clues, and he almost has the guide in his hand.

If you can't pass this test, it only means that you are too good at it.

And Dumbledore considers himself not a rookie.

"Well, don't feel defeated, Mr. Green," Dumbledore said with a smile: "If Tom was always ahead of us, now all his secrets have been exposed to us."

"What we are facing is a guy who has learned how to disguise himself since he was a child, although later his temperament changed drastically due to splitting his soul..."

"But he remains the most cunning opponent."

"As long as you have patience, he will show his flaws sooner or later."

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry," Li Ang shrugged, "Anyway, I've told you everything I know, but you need to pay attention to the ring buried in Gunter's old house. After all, the ring on it is the legendary one. Resurrection Stone.”

"It seems that you know me, this old man, better than I expected?" Dumbledore looked at Leon with interest, "Mr. Green, would you mind telling me how you know these secrets?"

Li Ang stretched his waist.

"Ah, Professor, just think that I dreamed about it!"

"I have to go back, Professor. I have to help Professor Sprout deal with the fresh food tomorrow morning..."

"Go ahead, kid, and have a sweet dream."

Early the next morning, Li Ang got up and went to the auditorium to have breakfast.

Heimdall brought letters from home. They were all about mischievous parents. Mom and Mrs. Augustus went to Fengya Clothing Store to buy some new clothes. Dad and Mr. Augustus were using gnomes by the lake. I made a nest and caught a piranha...

It was quiet and peaceful.

The school was also quiet and peaceful.

Even the Daily Prophet is fucking quiet and peaceful.

However, Li Ang always felt that there seemed to be an iceberg under the water.

Finally, after two more Saturdays of cooking, the iceberg exploded...

Li Ang spent the evening fishing in the lounge as usual.

The pages of the book in his hand changed from "Advanced Potion Making" to "Transfiguration Today", which was also a special edition for Dumbledore.

After all, Old Bee didn't teach him Vulcan to clear the way or protect himself with fire shield.

Li Ang's dream of playing with fire and urine on the kang was shattered.

Fortunately, Old Bee gave him some guidance on the transformation technique.

Although Leon was able to deform proficiently in the past, he was limited to objects with similar shapes. This is why Professor McGonagall asked the first-year wizard to turn matches into needles and beetles into buttons.

By the third grade, the little wizards will begin to be exposed to more advanced transfiguration techniques, turning things of different shapes and even materials into another thing.

On the train before school started, Li Ang tried to use parchment paper to turn into a small table with a water cup, but failed. The legs of the table were weak.

And now, if we use the game as a metaphor, Li Ang's transformation skill is fully specialized.

He can even deform liquids and soil skillfully now.

This level of transformation can already be included in actual combat.

However, Li Ang still wanted to play with fire.

Chewing a big melon is green and not handsome at all. The truly handsome men in the wizarding world are all playing with fire, such as Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Fortunately, he still had time, so Li Ang ate cookies and read a book.

He has run out of soybeans in the kitchen, and it will be a while before he can restock them.

The door of the lounge opened, and a little badger got in. His steps were a little sloppy and swaying, and he looked like he had drunk too much.

Someone he knew yelled, "Quentin, are you drunk again?"

"Be careful if Professor McGonagall catches you!"

However, the little wizard named Quentin did not speak. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and he was pressing his stomach with his left hand.

"No, you drank so much?" A third-year senior was about to step forward to take a look at the situation, but a loud shout suddenly came from his ears.

"leave him!"

With this loud shout, the little wizard named Quentin couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and vomited on the carpet.

However, what he vomited out was not a mixture of food and gastric juice, but a slimy, living thing that was still squirming like maggots!

After these living creatures landed on the ground, they grew when they saw the wind, and insects with wings quickly emerged from their round bodies!

These insects look like butterflies, but have a scorpion tail. The butterfly-like wings have a pattern of two bright black eyes.

The butterflies flapped their wings and were about to fly when two spells shot over them one after the other.

"freezingcharm!"

"petrificustotalus!"

A freezing spell and a petrifying spell, the strange insect that had just emerged from the cocoon was completely frozen in place. The former came from Severns' wand, and the latter petrified spell came from Li Ang.

"All those in third grade and below should go back to their dormitories!"

"For fifth to seventh grade, please come and notify the dean and any professor!"

"Others, come with me and take Quentin to the school doctor's office!"

Severns finished the instructions with a serious face and walked to Li Ang. When he was just organizing the little badgers, Li Ang was already squatting aside to check Quentin who fell on the ground.

"How about it?"

"The situation is not optimistic," Li Ang put away the medicine bottle in his hand, "I suspect it's poison, but the broad-spectrum antidote doesn't work. Looking at the things he vomited out, I'm afraid it's black magic or a curse!"

"Help me pry his mouth open!" Li Ang took out a bezoar from his small bag.

Severns understood and turned the wand slightly. Quentin's mouth slowly opened. Li Ang saw the right moment and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

He didn't dare to imitate Harry and stuff it down his throat for fear of suffocation.

Quentin finally looked a little better, and his breathing was not as rapid as before.

"Send away!" Li Ang clapped his hands and pointed Severns' wand. Quentin flew up steadily and floated in the air. A group of people followed Severs and quickly left the lounge and ran to the school doctor's office.

When a group of people went out, Li Ang seemed to hear a thud, as if Quentin's head hit the door, but no one paid attention.

Li Ang stayed behind for a while. He found a large glass jar and put all the vomited things in it before rushing to the school doctor's office.

On the way out, I happened to catch a glimpse of the calendar next to the bulletin board.

"1988.10.30."

Hey, tomorrow is Halloween!

Is there really something going on at Hogwarts when Halloween comes? !