Enter Hogwarts

"'In the beginning'? 'The beginning of everything'? And then? Gone?" Cedric said he couldn't accept it.

After being influenced by Li Ang for several years, the handsome vampire boy has turned into a strange and silly boy...

"Of course not... I think we only need a small magic spell..." Li Ang lowered his head and thought for a while, then took out his wand and tapped it.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

A lighting spell that couldn't be simpler.

It was also the first magic that Li Ang learned on his own after returning home seven years ago after getting the wand.

The lighting spell fell on the surface of the golden egg, and the golden egg began to emit a silvery, misty fluorescence. Then, the golden egg made a crisp sound, and the shell slowly opened like petals.

There was faint singing.

Then, Li Ang plunged his head into the basin.

"Look for us where our voices sound,

We cannot sing on the ground.

As you search, think carefully about:

We stole your most beloved baby.

You only have two hours,

To find and regain the treasures we took,

There are additional challenges here,

The winner will receive additional rewards..."

Li Ang raised his head and cast a quick-drying spell on himself, thoughtfully.

To be honest, he couldn't remember the clues in the original Golden Egg.

However, he felt that there didn't seem to be much difference.

The only thing worth noting is the extra reward in the clue.

Not surprisingly, it should be an item that can play a role in the last item.

While Li Ang was thinking about it, the other little badgers followed suit and buried their heads in the basin one by one.

Those who didn't know thought it was some kind of cult ritual...

"So... the next level is to find something in the Black Lake?" Cedric wiped the water from his face, "But the Black Lake is so big and you only have one hour, how are you going to find it?"

"No..." Li Ang said, "The first sentence has already given a hint. The mermaids will use singing to guide the direction."

"Hmm... So, the problem this time is how to fight underwater?"

"Correct."

"An idea?"

"Of course," Li Ang crossed his arms, "Head-soaking spell, human body transformation, and gill grass. If it doesn't work, I can also try to see if I can be like Dumbledore and use fire and water to clear the way!"

Cedric's eyes sparkled.

"Do you know that spell?"

"certainly……"

"will not!"

Cedric looked like he was about to hit someone.

"However, if I remember correctly, Dumbledore once said that it was an 'ordinary' separation of left and right..."

"Haha..." Cedric sneered.

"You and Dumbledore, to be honest, I don't believe either one..."

"Have you ever seen anyone whose left and right separation spell looks like that?"

Li Ang shrugged.

He didn't believe what Old Bee said either.

But he had a vague feeling that Old Bee probably wasn't lying either.

Whether it was Vulcan clearing the way, or when Quirrell was "making wages", Dumbledore divided the sea with a stick, there seemed to be a shadow of separation between the left and the right.

"No, I still have to go to Old Bee's to collect wool when I have time..." Li Ang thought, rubbing his chin.

"The warriors in other schools have principals and professors who provide special guidance every day. How come they are like free rein here?"

Thinking of this, Leon couldn't sit still anymore, threw the golden egg to Cedric, and hurried to Professor McGonagall's office.

With Professor McGonagall coming forward, Old Deng might actually tell him the secret.

When the time comes, I will wait leisurely on the shore for half an hour. When others are about to rescue people, I will do a "Moses Dividing the Sea" and fish out everyone else. Wouldn't the effect of the show be explosive?

Oh, love it, love it.

……………………The dividing line of wool…………

Mundungus tightened the hood on his head, looked around furtively, and kept cursing a certain old bee in his heart.

The day before yesterday, he was happily acting as his second-hand dealer in Diagon Alley, deceiving many wizards from abroad, but today he was caught working for Dumbledore.

"Damn..." Mundungus avoided all eyes, slipped out of the tavern, put on a worn-out invisibility cloak, and quietly came to the back door.

A very narrow manifestation spell covered the back door.

No danger.

Mundungus quietly took out a strange-shaped key and kissed the oil-stained key.

"Merlin bless!"

The key was inserted silently into the lock hole of the back door. Then, he turned it gently, and the back door clicked open.

As a guy who likes petty theft but is still happy today, Mundungus is naturally not useless.

Just like the modified version of the Small Area Appearance Spell, and the "Master Key" in his hand that all thieves dream of, these are his trump cards.

Oh, and that tattered invisibility cloak.

Don't think that invisibility cloaks are very common. In fact, they are very rare in the magical world.

As for why...

Of course, it's because invisible beasts are not easy to catch at all.

You know, the greatest ability of the invisible beast is not invisibility, but prediction...

What's more, after the invisible beast's fur is peeled off, it will slowly lose its magic power over time, so the ancestral invisibility cloak of Harry's family is a priceless treasure.

Of course, the naive Harry still doesn't know that. Although he also feels magical, he always subconsciously thinks that although this thing is not common in the wizarding world, it doesn't seem to be very precious...

Mundungus climbed carefully to the second floor and stopped in the innermost room.

After throwing out the Revealing Spell and finding nothing unusual, he opened the door and got in.

This room was not his target.

But he didn't believe that his target room would be defenseless.

He stayed in the unoccupied guest room and hid, quietly waiting for the night to come.

A few hours later, Mundungus looked at his pocket watch and took out the master key again.

But this time, Mundungus didn't open the door.

Instead, he used it to draw a small hole in the wall.

The small holes drawn on the solid stone wall looked like plasticine. Mundungus easily inserted a single-tube telescopic brass telescope through the hole of just the right size.

Just before it was about to penetrate the wall, it stopped.

Then Mundungus tweaked the back end of the telescope.

The telescope made a slight clicking sound.

He put his eyes to the telescope and had a clear view of the room next door.

You can even hear voices.

"Very good, very good..." Mundungus muttered in a low voice, "Let me see where you are hiding... Blanch!"

Suddenly, his hand trembled.

Because, just when he was about to change his perspective, a big bloodshot eye appeared at the other end of the telescope!

Mundungus didn't hesitate.

He even left his treasured telescopic telescope on the spot and headed straight for the window.

Unfortunately, he was still a step behind.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

There was a loud bang, and a big hole was blasted in the wall. The flying rocks collapsed on Mundungus, and the air wave pushed him hard against the wall.

Mundungus groaned as he lay in the rubble.

"Ha, I got you, little mouse!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

A flash of green light flashed, and Mundungus' hand holding the wand dropped weakly...