Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

After Qiongqi stopped the roar, he didn't use Bell to control him, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of Bell.

It leaned down slightly and nudged Bell with its head.

Seeing the cleverness in Qiongqi's eyes, Bell knew that he had succeeded, even more successful than expected.

Qiongqi's body was bright white with some black patterns on it, adding a touch of domineering to Qiongqi.

Bell stretched out his hand and rubbed Qiongqi's head, wherever he touched, there was a feeling of warmth and jade.

Compared to before, the newborn Qiongqi is much smaller, about the size of a normal tiger.

However, because the body is composed of magic power, the size of Qiongqi can actually be changed at will according to Bell's control. So this change has no real significance.

"Papa Papa~"

Without any warning, a round of applause came from the side and back of several people.

A few people followed the sound, and it turned out that Dumbledore appeared there for some time.

"It's an excellent magic, what's its name?"

Dumbledore stared at Bell with complicated eyes, and at Bell, who was cleverly like a little cat in front of him.

Bell's outstanding performance reminded him of the little Tom of the year.

Do not! Bell is even better than Tom. At least when Tom was studying at Hogwarts, he had never cast a magic that he couldn't even understand.

In fact, it's not just that Dumbledore can't understand it. Even Bell himself can't understand the strangeness he has made. What is the situation?

However, according to the information sent back from the Shikigami contract, Qiongqi has no problems with his own state, and he is 100% obedient and dependent on him. So other small things, just study them slowly in the future. Too much entanglement now does not help.

"Shishen·Qingqi. I made it with reference to Yin & Yang's Shishen, Professor."

Bell saluted Dumbledore and introduced respectfully.

"Miss Menethil, how was your time at Hogwarts? Are you still happy?"

After listening to Bell's introduction, Dumbledore smiled slightly, and instead of asking anything more, he looked at Shanna.

At this moment, Shanna, holding the wand in her hand, looked at Dumbledore alertly.

As expected of the Big Brother's most feared enemy, she didn't even find out when the opponent appeared.

Patting his Little Sister on the shoulder, Bell motioned to Shanna to put away her wand.

"Sorry, Professor. My Little Sister usually doesn't leave home very much. I tend to get nervous when I see strangers. Besides, she likes Hogwarts very much and has a great time every day."

To be honest, Bell is a little confused, why does Shanna like Hogwarts so much?

Is it so good here? Why didn't he find out?

"Hehe, leaving home for the first time, it's normal to be nervous."

Dumbledore smiled and expressed understanding.

"Well, let's stop here for small talk. Mr. Menethil, these people lying on the ground, should you take some responsibility?"

"Uh……"

Belhan gave a moment.

This matter is indeed a fault for him, and there is no room for rebuttal.

"I'll deal with it now, professor."

Bell scanned the entire Quidditch arena, and the little wizards lying all over the floor gave him a headache.

Fortunately, due to the sudden intrusion of the Dementor, the Quidditch players from the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff academies have all fallen to the ground. Otherwise, if you suddenly faint in the air and then fall down, the taste will be sour and refreshing.

Thinking of this, Bell once again carefully scanned the little wizards on the ground.

Speaking of it, when the dementor just broke in before, the corner of his eye seemed to see Harry falling from the air? Why is there no Harry’s ‘corpse’ in the court now?

After confirming that he hadn't missed it, and that Harry was indeed no longer on the court, Bell curled his lips secretly.

‘An eccentric, bad old man! ’

"Lim!"

It felt that there were too many people on the ground, and it was too troublesome to deal with, so Bell decisively called his almighty little butler.

"Do you have any orders? Young Master."

After Lim appeared, she habitually saluted Bell, and then she was surprised to find that the situation on the court seemed to be wrong?

What is your Young Master doing?

"Ahem!"

Facing Lim's surprised eyes, Bell coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Then what, a little accident happened.

You go take out all the stock of awakening potions, and then ask the house elves in Hogwarts to do a favor, send the students back to their dormitories, and then feed them to drink the potions. "

In fact, the little wizards didn't suffer any harm, they were just stunned by the sudden magical impact.

Even if you leave it alone, you will wake up after a few hours.

After waking up, it would be a headache for one or two days at most, nothing serious.

But since Dumbledore has spoken, no matter what Bell says, he has to give Deng a face, right?

Therefore, Bell decided to donate generously and donate all the rest of the awakening potions he had drunk before.

As we all know, Bell is a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune. So thank you or something, there is no need, as long as Dumbledore doesn't wear little shoes for him afterwards, Bell will be satisfied.

With the help of many house elves, it didn't take long for the little wizards to be transported back to their own bedroom.

Looking at the empty stadium, Bell breathed a long sigh of relief.

Dumbledore had been standing not far away, staring at him with a subtle look, which made Bell really stressed.

"Professor, you think this problem has been solved. If nothing happens, we will go back to have lunch?"

Bell held Dumbledore's gaze and said bitterly.

After Bell finished speaking, Dumbledore's eyes became more subtle.

Dumbledore had been in Hogwarts for half his life, and he felt that he had seen all kinds of little wizards.

But even so, Bell's words still made Dumbledore feel very speechless.

You just put down almost all the students in the school, and then you plan to go back for lunch? Can't you think of a better rhetoric? Even if you don't say anything, it's better than this, right?

This is really long-lived.

Fortunately, Dumbledore deserves to be Dumbledore, and his 100s are not in vain. He finally suppressed the desire to complain, and said to Bell:

"Of course, go back...to eat..."

It was still almost stretched.

"Ahem, Mr. Menethil."

Seeing Bell without any hesitation, he was about to drive away with the people around him, and Dumbledore hurriedly stopped him. He hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Next time you study some magic, pay attention and don't accidentally hurt other people."

If Bell came here every other time, the students would be weakened.

"Of course, don't worry, there is absolutely no next time!"

Bell assured, patting his chest.

Then after making sure that Dumbledore had finished speaking, Bell slipped back into the auditorium without looking back.

After spending so much magic power before, he was hungry.

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