The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

The ground has changed, the quaint bricks and stones have disappeared into the dense grass, and the gurgling stream is flowing by my feet.

Around the crowd, saplings broke through the ground, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye and becoming towering trees.

The buds are slowly opening and the green grass is crisp.

The ceiling turned into a blue sky with white clouds floating by.

Although they were indoors, everyone could feel the breeze blowing on their faces.

Everyone looked around in shock.

If they were not still sitting on the chairs and could see the bookshelf not far away through the bushes, they would really think they had arrived in the wilderness in an instant.

Seamus bent down tentatively to touch the stream water at his feet, feeling the coolness on his hands.

“This water is real!”

“You can pick these flowers, too!”

“And this tree!”

A new world was created with a wave of the hand.

This is simply a miracle!

Including Harry and the others, everyone looked at Mo Bai in amazement.

Mo Bai smiled slightly.

"Some people look forward to a new life, while others long for destruction."

Mo Bai's magic wand turned again.

The next second, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and a blue flame rose from the tip of the staff.

The flames shot up into the sky, and at that moment the sky seemed to be on fire.

The ocean-like fire waves rapidly swallowed up the blue sky and white clouds.

Trees and flowers turned into ashes in the blink of an eye amid the screams of the crowd, streams evaporated, and the earth turned scorched.

No one dared to move as the scorching fire waves surged around them.

At that moment, the god turned into a demon.

But there were some people with burning eyes and clenched hands.

This is the power they yearn for.

The flames shrank rapidly and poured into Mo Bai's palm like a bird returning to its nest, forming a fireball on it.

He squeezed lightly, and the flames disappeared, leaving only scars on the ground.

"That's the essence of magic, it's what you want it to be."

"Rebirth or destruction depends on your thoughts."

The ashes on the ground moved again, and the earth and ashes flew towards Mo Bai, forming a surging black mist that condensed around him.

The black mist gradually turned white, as if the impurities were removed, and the white mist flowed and condensed into a solid.

It suddenly turned into a white jade statue.

That's what Hermione looked like.

Mo Bai turned and looked at the person behind him.

"Like it?"

Hermione rolled her eyes helplessly, the corners of her mouth curled up.

No one reacted to his public display of affection.

Because they were all shocked by the power of Mo Bai's every move.

The surroundings seemed unchanged. If it weren't for the temperature that hadn't dropped yet and the statues on the stage, they would have thought they had just had a dream.

This... is magic.

"Magic," Mo Bai's voice drew everyone's attention back.

"Only those who pursue noble causes."

He smiled and took Hermione's hand, "Think about it, what kind of world will we create under Hermione's leadership?"

"A world of freedom, truth, and love."

Everyone's eyes were full of longing and passion.

"But some people took away all of this with their arrogance and their desire for power and gain."

Mo Bai looked serious.

"Now, we should have the answer."

"What is the real danger?"

"Ministry of Magic!"

Everyone said in unison.

Mo Bai's lips curled up, his smile charming and dangerous.

"Then please, Sir Hermione Granger, teach us to face danger head on."

Mo Bai bowed slightly, took two steps back, and gave way to Hermione.

Hermione looked at Mo Bai's back with an incomprehensible emotion.

She had never seen Mo Bai like that.

He is full of emotions and impact, and his whole body exudes a unique charm that is irresistible.

Like a mandala, it is beautiful and charming, but highly poisonous.

She was deeply involved in it, but her reason told her that it was dangerous.

Feeling the gazes of the people below the stage, Hermione pursed her lips and put aside all the distracting thoughts in her mind.

"As Bai said, everyone came here to learn magic..."

She waved her wand, and several stacks of books flew out from behind the stage and were automatically distributed in front of everyone.

There is no font on the black leather cover.

"This is the teaching material I have compiled for you in a week. It contains practical spells needed for actual combat."

When they opened it, they found that it indeed contained detailed descriptions of spells and casting movements, as well as illustrations.

But this is only the first half, the second half is all blank pages.

Everyone looked up in confusion.

What is this for? For taking notes?

"But it's more than just a textbook, thanks to George and Fred from the Weasley family."

Gemini stood up and waved to everyone with a smile.

"Once you have mastered a spell, you can copy it on the blank page at the back. After that, as long as you use your magic power, this magic book will release the corresponding spell."

Everyone looked at the book in their hands in surprise.

This is a top-notch magic item.

Ron now understood why Hermione didn't let him touch her carelessly before.

He held the magic book in his hands as if it were a treasure.

He didn't even have a new wand before.

"But," Hermione smiled slyly, "it's not that easy to copy the spell."

"You must at least be able to cast the spell silently to be able to copy it, so, everyone, do your best."

"Of course, there is more to joining us..."

Hermione waved, and a trench coat identical to the ones they were wearing floated over to them.

"Everyone will have a snake scale robe. The robe Harry wore in the first game of the Triwizard Tournament was the original version of this robe. Everyone has seen the effect. It can even effectively resist dragon fire."

"But you can't wear it outside for the time being."

Everyone's eyes lit up like light bulbs.

Mo Bai’s words just now inspired them, but what they saw in front of them was real and tangible.

Double satisfaction of spiritual and material.

Looking at the eyes of the people below the stage, Mo Bai knew.

The beginning of this war has been completed.

He lowered his head and laughed secretly.

Fudge, you better have a private army...

"Speaking of which, we need a name!"

Harry suddenly spoke up, and upon hearing that, the twins started to make a noise.

"Yes, our organization must have a name, so that it will sound impressive when we say it to others."

"Hey!" Ginny glared at her brothers who were acting out of tune. "We are having a secret meeting. Don't cause trouble for Hermione."

"Even if you don't tell anyone, you still have to have a name."

The twins didn't care at all, and everyone was talking about it.

"Why don't we just call the Hermione Army."

This name made everyone cheer.

"Don't make a fuss. Even if there has to be a name, Hermione should decide it herself."

Ginny looked at the boys helplessly and let Hermione take care of it.

Hermione was also a little helpless, she looked at Mo Bai.

Mo Bai spread his hands.

“This is your organization.”

Hermione sighed, and suddenly thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If I really have to have a name, I'd call it..."

"Darkness."

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Umbridge suddenly discovered that this group of students had become unusually honest recently.

There were no fights or disturbances, and there were even fewer people in the corridor.

Especially every night, there are no senior students in the corridor, as if they are all hiding in the lounge.

After several rounds of questioning, a new investigation order appeared on the wall of the auditorium.