Harry potter galactic empire

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind." Lin Mo murmured and read the inscription on the crown.

He couldn't move his eyes away. In the misty morning light, every exquisite carving on the golden crown shone with an alluring color. Its shape was like an eagle with its head held high and its wings spread. Its wings were bent backwards to form a circle.

On the belly of the eagle in the middle is an emerald, so deep that it seems to suck the human soul out of sight.

Wearing it will allow you to understand those profound and obscure mysterious spells. Wearing it, everyone will be amazed by your supreme wisdom. Wearing it, you will be able to understand the rules of all things and find those lost memories.

He trembled slightly and slowly placed the golden crown on his head.

The golden crown was heavy and cold, as if wearing an ice cap, and he shivered.

Quirrell rushed out, wrapped in a turban.

"I'm not afraid of you," Lin Mo said confidently. He felt great at the moment and was extremely powerful. Even the Death Curse could be easily broken. He was not afraid at all when three Dark Lords stood in front of him. He had one

Thousands of smart ways to kill them.

He pulled out his wand, pointed it at Quirrell, and shouted: "Show your true form!"

Quirrell's turban fell apart and fell to the ground like a snake shed, revealing his bald head.

"That's what belongs to me," he said.

"It belongs to me now." Lin Mo replied calmly: "Remember, it was me, the law thief, who discovered your biggest secret."

The bald Quirrell muttered.

Lin Mo smiled and raised the wand in his hand: "Louder, Professor Quirrell, Your Excellency the Dark Lord, don't you even have the courage to speak to me? I expected you to hold on for a little longer! Take it out.

Take your wand and perform a duel! I'll give you a fair chance to duel!"

Quirrell showed a weird smile. He raised his right hand and put it in front of his chest, with his fingers together and his palm slightly bent, and he muttered again.

This time Lin Mo heard clearly what the other party said:

"Amitabha."

A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart: "Wait, wait! You should use magic! You can't foul!"

He hurriedly went to take off the golden diadem on his head, but the golden diadem of Ravenclaw seemed to have taken root on his head and could not be removed no matter what. He secretly thought something was wrong and quickly made the wand in his hand longer and longer.

Roughly and violently, it hit Quirrell's head.

Quirrell read calmly: "Listen to the mantra of calming your heart (the tightening curse)."

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Lin Mo's eyesight went dark and the wand in his hand fell to the ground.

"Seeing that you have good qualifications, be my apprentice obediently, and I will spare you this time. I will give you everything you desire." Quirrell said: "Although I have become bald, I have also become stronger, stronger than ever.

, I will rise again, and no one can stop me this time!"

"Really?" During the pause in the spell, Lin Mo regained his composure, picked up the wand, covered his face and charged.

"So what if I cover my face? I said, no one can stop me!" Quirrell made a hand seal and recited the mantra again.

"What about me?!" Lin Mo laughed and moved his hand away, revealing the bloody marks on his forehead.

"Ah! No! You secretly carved a lightning bolt on your forehead! How dare you!" Quirrell panicked and shouted angrily: "You despicable and shameless law thief! Just wait."

"I will be back!!!" The mantra rebounded onto Quirrell, and his head shattered like a watermelon.

Lin Mo woke up panting heavily and covered in cold sweat.

It was not easy to win at my home court, so he secretly thought it was a fluke. It seemed that without Brother Scar's lightning protection, he had to be more prudent. No matter how cautious he was, he couldn't be too cautious.

He got up early the next day and ran to the Room of Requirement to check on the progress. The lavender electric velvet snored while obediently supplying power to the computing center. It had already eaten a large piece of the bread next to it.

Three micro reconnaissance aircraft are also working diligently according to preset orders, flying around among the old goods.

Just looking at the three-dimensional model, I had just scanned the details of several high collection walls this night, and the total was far less than one percent. Most of the remaining areas were as blurry as a pixel world.

No wonder Evel said twenty microcomputers are needed.

In order to prevent other students using the room from taking things away, Lin Mo also put up a small sign to indicate that these items belonged to the owner and please do not move them, and then he left with peace of mind.

At the breakfast table in the next few days, the discussion about the pumpkin-headed devil was greatly diluted by another piece of news.

They are about to have their first flying lesson.

Freshmen from wizarding families are all talking about flying, and Chrissy is one of them. She has told many of her thrilling flying stories in the lounge and restaurant, two of which sound quite real.

.And she also has three loyal listeners, Pansy, Goyle, and Crabbe. Among them, Pansy is the most fanatical one. She seems to have seen Miss Malfoy's flying skills with her own eyes. She firmly believes that Draclys will fly this year.

You can become Slytherin's substitute Quidditch player.

Although there is no rule stating that freshmen cannot join the team, the selection requirements of each college are very strict. Even if it is a substitute spot, no team wants to be beaten by other colleges on the Quiz field, not to mention that the scores will be included in the calculation of the College Cup.

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Some of the remaining students seemed more nervous, especially the few law thieves.

Lin Mo heard that Hermione had read several broomstick guides and that she had successfully become a theoretical pilot who was avoided by everyone. Everyone would rather listen to those bombastic and unrealistic flying stories than listen to her long speeches.

, she was very dissatisfied and helpless about this, so Evel, who was expressionless and seldom spoke, became her only target of preaching.

"We should practice it in dreams first. This is the role of the magical dream realm!" she declared.

Because he had to study the scanning progress of the room with Evel, Lin Mo was forced to listen to a lot of Hermione's theories.

The only person who was more nervous than Miss Granger was probably Neville. After learning that he was going to take flying lessons, his face turned almost as pale as Chrissy, and the rosiness did not return for several days until the Phantom (Owl)

) brought him a memory ball, and he turned red from trying to remember what he had forgotten.

Lin Mo was quite looking forward to flying, because Ron swore to him and Harry that the flying broomstick would be very comfortable to ride with magic and would definitely not hurt the buttocks. This dispelled his biggest doubt about the pain in the balls.

After all, this flying prop looks more anti-human than a bicycle seat...

On a sunny afternoon, they walked along the sloping grass to a flat lawn opposite the field. Their flying professor, Mrs. Hooch, was already waiting on the lawn, and rows of flying broomsticks fell neatly on the ground.

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Mrs. Huo Qi had short, slender gray hair and two light yellow eyes, like those of an eagle. Lin Mo suspected that they were some kind of magic that allowed her to see clearly during Quidditch matches.

"Don't underestimate flying!" she said, because she used the magic of a loud voice to take classes outdoors in the open air.

"Flying is an important branch of wizard ability, even if you don't like Quidditch." When she said this, many new students in wizard families laughed, because many people felt that there was no one in the world who didn't like Quidditch.

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"Even if you don't like Quidditch!" Mrs. Hooch emphasized:

"You also need to pass the final assessment of our course. Yes, there is also a final assessment for flying courses. You will be required to complete the specified flight path within the specified time and pass through a series of obstacles. Students who fail will need to continue to make up for it next year.

Repair! Because using our flight training will not only teach you how to catch up with a snitch or avoid two bludgers, but more importantly, it will cultivate your sense of space and direction!"

"Flying brooms are the basis of all flying tools. If you can't even operate a broom well, you won't be able to control more profound space travel tools such as shuttle boats, roaming airships, and flying houses, or even learn more advanced tools like phantom movement."

The magic of form.”

So that's it...Lin Mo suddenly realized.

Flying lessons actually count as a preparatory course for space magic like Apparition. In this case, he will have to practice more frequently. After all, Ron said that it is very difficult to reach the level of Xicklea's twinkling across the stars.

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But if you can't travel across the stars as you please, what's the difference between that and salted fish?!

After many standard demonstrations, Mrs. Hooch asked them to use their broomsticks.

"Concentrate on influencing it! Don't call the wrong one!"

This step is not difficult. They have all gone through the training of concentrating their thoughts on the transformation technique.

Lin Mo's broom jumped into his hand immediately like Harry's, and the others also grabbed the broom after several attempts.

"Okay, everyone is ready. When I blow the whistle, you will kick your legs lightly, lean forward slightly to maintain balance, and let the broom float close to the ground. Do you hear me clearly?" Mrs. Huo Qi said.

Finished, getting ready to blow the whistle.

Neville suddenly (as expected) flew up.