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The turntable slowly disappeared, and a loud chirping sound resounded through Amber's brain.

Amber suddenly felt that his brain felt as if it was struck by thousands of thunder and lightning.

Immediately, a difficult and ancient spell, as if it existed forever, was so deeply engraved in Amber's memory.

"Thunderbolt Soars"

The wand in Amber's hand drew a huge arc in mid-air, and the low-pitched spell echoed in this corridor, announcing absolute victory.

Amid the stunned eyes of the crowd, a huge thunderbird soared from the tip of Amber's wand.

The sharp chirping was sharper than the falling thunder in the sky, and the purple thunder and lightning wrapped around the whole body reflected the appearance of this thunderbird for judgment and punishment.

Thunderbird's tail slashed a long and narrow electric light in the corridor, and as the flickering figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Amber was the only one standing in the entire corridor.

"Game over, everyone."

After putting away his wand, Amber glanced at the people on the ground.

Although he was determined to make up for a few Avadas, the sound of the battle just now had undoubtedly attracted the attention of many professors.

The dense footsteps of Professor Flitwick have already appeared on the stairs at the end of the corridor. Everything here, including the Ravenclaw whose name is still unknown, is still left to their dean to handle.

Taking one last look at the still flashing battlefield, Amber turned and continued running towards the bathroom.

Although he remembered that in the original book, the trio killed the troll in a coincidental way.

But now that even Death Eaters can openly appear in Hogwarts, what can't be changed?

When Amber came to the women's bathroom, he saw the trio running around.

Behind them are two roaring trolls.

"Sure enough, this thing has become two."

The corners of Amber's mouth twitched, and with a flick of the wand in his hand, the Mirror of Charlie instantly appeared on top of the trio's heads, blocking the wooden hammer smashed by the troll for a while.

"Come here quickly!"

Amber shouted.

"It's Amber!"

Hermione, who had closed her eyes and waited to die, was overjoyed when she heard Amber's cry.

When he saw the colorful mirror above his body on duty, he suddenly seemed to burst out with infinite power, grabbing Harry and Ronald and running towards Amber.

"Amber, you're finally here. I was going to say to Professor Flitwick, use the Levitation Charm against trolls, you know, trolls have always been small brains and not much intelligence—"

"Hermione, help, watch these two guys."

As soon as she saw Amber, Hermione pulled on his sleeve and started chattering.

This is also the consistent character and style of the little witch, the more nervous she is, the more she talks.

But now, Amber doesn't have time to deal with the little witch's words, he needs to use the little magic power left to deal with the two big guys in front of him.

The two trolls who were concentrating on smashing the Mirror of Shallier clearly noticed Amber as well.

The little human who came from behind looked even more bullying.

The two trolls looked at each other, decisively gave up the colorful transparent thing, raised the wooden stick in their hands, and walked towards Amber.

"The magic power is not enough now, and it can't be used any more."

After feeling her physical condition, Amber made up her mind.

With the front of his wand, the ancient and difficult incantation was slowly chanted, and the magic power surged in the air, turning into a huge sharp arrow hovering above his head.

"Arrow through the heart"

In the exclamations of the trio, a giant arrow of magic power that had almost condensed into substance, with the stroke of Amber's wand, whizzed in mid-air, and penetrated the head of the first monster almost instantly.

The thick yellow brains and bright red blood spilled on the bottom of everyone's feet, causing a burst of exclamation.

"Amber, you killed him—"

Hermione screamed, and Harry and Ronald couldn't help but get into a cold fight.

The other troll also took a step back subconsciously, not seeming to understand why his brother disappeared even his head in an instant.

"It's over."

Ignoring the movements of the trio behind him, Amberz held the wand tightly. Although the magic power had been exhausted, the raised left hand was still rock solid.

"Arrow through the heart"

The giant magic arrow whizzed past again, and in the troll's fearful and ignorant eyes, it ended his life.

With the death of the two trolls, Amber finally exhausted all his strength.

The two fierce battles in a row made his legs tremble, and he had a splitting headache as if a thousand needles had been stabbed into his mind.

If he hadn't gotten used to the powerlessness of being depleted of magic power for so many years, I'm afraid he would have collapsed to the ground by now.

"Hermione, give me a hand."

Seeing Amber's unprecedented frail expression, Hermione also recovered from the shock just now and struggled to support Amber.

But what he didn't expect was that Harry and Ronald walked over resolutely after looking at each other. (Ask for Flowers Book Review Evaluation Ticket)

The two took Hermione's place, supported Amber from left to right, and sat down slowly against the wall.

"That... Amber, I—"

Seeing Amber's weak appearance, Ronald scratched his head in embarrassment.

Just as he was about to explain something to Amber, he suddenly saw the vigilant look on Amber's face, raised his wand with difficulty, and pointed to the stairs next to him.

The next second, clear footsteps came from the stairs, and the thin figure of Professor McGonagall appeared in front of the four.

"Professor, you are finally here."

The presence of Professor McGonagall made Harry overjoyed.

He immediately stood up and ran towards Professor McGonagall, but was sternly stopped by Amber.

"Harry, come back!"

Amid the surprised expressions on the crowd, Amber struggled to stand up, pointing his wand straight at Professor McGonagall, lightning flashing.

"Professor McGonagall, what topic did I write in the last transfiguration paper, and what was the evaluation?"

"Mr. Cadmus, you are—"

"Stand there, Professor. Please answer my question succinctly and clearly."

Seeing Professor McGonagall's movements, the lightning at the tip of Amber's wand suddenly brightened.

He stared calmly into McGonagall's eyes and said slowly:

"Professor, this is not an accident. During my time here, I was besieged by a group of senior students who called themselves Death Eaters."

"So I want to make sure now, Professor, that you are not someone who drank the compound decoction and dressed up, so in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, please answer my question seriously."

"God, Cadmus, are you telling the truth?"

Feeling Amber's calm and serious gaze, Professor McGonagall exclaimed, and took the initiative to prove his innocence:

"Well, the last time you wrote about the magic structure in the process of animal transformation, I gave you an O. By the way, I suggest you read "The Mystery of Transfiguration"

Almost in an instant, Amber relaxed and could not stand up against the wall. He smiled bitterly:

"Professor, you are here at the right time."

Quickly stepping forward to support Amber, McGonagall saw two troll corpses lying down at the door of the bathroom next to him.

"Mr. Cadmus, I must stop you sternly, your risk-taking is absolutely reckless and dangerous—"

"Minerva, my students are still my education."

Before Professor McGonagall's words were finished, a figure in a large black robe floated over like a ghost.

"The physical energy consumption is too high, and the magic power is severely overdrawn. Mr. Cadmus, I always think that you should have at least the most basic wisdom, instead of being reckless and impulsive like a savior."

Although the words were still ruthless, Snape's real actions betrayed his heart.

A cold test tube was shoved into Amber's mouth roughly, and as the potion in the test tube was swallowed, Amber suddenly felt that his spirit and magic power were rapidly recovering.

Even the headache and weakness were relieved by the effect of this potion.

"Thank you professor. I feel better."

Amber got up, patted the dust on his body, and said to Snape:

"In that case, Professor, let's go back to the lounge first."

With that, Amber turned and gave the trio a wink.

The trio immediately understood, and after bowing to the professors, they wanted to follow behind Amber and quickly leave the scene of the accident.

"No no no, Amber, please wait."

Just as they were about to leave the corridor, Amber, who thought he could leave safely, heard the kind voice behind him.

The old bee.

Amber covered his forehead in pain. He felt that the headache, which had been relieved by Snape for the most part, was now fainting again.

"Professor Dumbledore, is there anything else?"

"Ah, yes, children."

Dumbledore, who was late, was still wearing his funny purple dress.

"For your bravery, I feel like giving Slytherin and Gryffindor thirty points each."

The sudden extra points made the trio overjoyed, but Amber knew that the old guy came here, and it was definitely more than just extra points.

"Thank you professor, can we go now?"

"Sure, Amber, but if you don't mind, I'd like you to take a little free time and talk to my old man in the office."

"Severus, can you help Amber boil a pot of potion? He doesn't look very good."

"Of course, if you insist."

Snape gave Dumbledore a nonchalant look, then turned and walked away.

And Amber had no choice but to say goodbye to the trio, and followed behind Dumbledore to the principal's office. *