Harry Potter: I Have A Proficiency System

The charred ash marks on the ground showed that a life had just been lost here.

And within those traces of intersection, there are also traces of dust.

It means that there have been signs of magic here. Carlos looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help but start to recall the exact picture in his mind.

From the beginning, words appear on the blackboard, and then they disappear.

This period of time only lasted about 20 minutes.

Within 20 minutes, the magician was not even controlled by Hawkwarts.

To be able to directly control flames to burn others from such a distance.

Carlos's guess just now turned out to be wrong. He later realized that that guy actually controlled the entire classroom directly with the help of the writing on the blackboard.

In other words, he doesn't need more transfer people at all.

To put it simply, he has no accomplices, which is the scariest thing. Inlos smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The next day, one o'clock should have passed, and all the students in the classroom were still sitting quietly in the classroom, looking at everything in front of them.

They are also waiting, waiting for this so-called murderer to appear.

In the next moment, a burst of fiery red light suddenly appeared on the blackboard.

When the light flickered, a black shadow seemed to suddenly penetrate the blackboard from the void.

If we put it in normal terms, it means that it has penetrated into the writing on it.

That's right, the writing appeared on the blackboard again.

Line after line is white writing, as if the world is telling his horror.

"All guilty people should be sent to the law of divine fire. All guilty people cannot escape to the Polo Hell, and the flames will be reborn between heaven and earth."

In another corner, a large figure was looking at the writing on the blackboard in front of him.

He shook his head slightly, especially the indifferent look in his eyes.

Dumbledore smiled. When Carlos came to him yesterday, he didn't quite believe it.

What he didn't expect just now was that it would actually be like this.

You can put the corner of the blackboard over there that was scratched away by Carlos still there.

At this time, the writing slowly began to appear on the blackboard, and the breath gradually became hot and burning.

The guilty person seemed to show his original color at this moment.

There was a roar, and the flames shot straight into the classroom and went away.

But when this flame was looking for a certain figure, it was discovered that there was not a single student in the classroom.

That's right, Carlos and others are not staying in this classroom at this moment.

Still staying in the classroom next door, quietly waiting for the results.

Dumbledore nodded, waved the staff lightly, and there was a bang.

The moment the sound of the fire magic colliding with the staff in his hand was heard.

Just like that, Dumbledore intercepted the magical aura on the other side?

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly and he turned his head to look.

"It seems like we can find some good stuff.`

The next moment, Dumbledore was seen pulling out his broom, and his whole body flew in a certain direction in an instant.

A figure on the roof of a certain room slowly looked at the ball of flame in his hand, which was constantly turbulent.

The ball of flame was trembling slowly, as if it was affected by something.

"It seems that someone broke my magic."

The man shook his head and was about to leave when he suddenly felt a terrifying force.

Suddenly, someone rushed over from behind him.

When I turned around, I saw an old man riding a broomstick.

Dumbledore looked at the guy in front of him, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

The staff was raised bit by bit in his hand, and the magic power on the slender staff was slowly focusing.

The next moment, I saw Dumbledore saying harshly.

"Shattered to pieces."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning rushed towards the figure standing on the eaves with fire.

The figure could only see the flash of light.

Just when he wanted to use his staff to block it, he found that there was no chance.

The speed of Dumbledore's spell casting, as well as the speed of this ray of light, were too fast.

So fast that you don't have any chance to react.

In just a split second, he felt his body fly out, then fall to the ground, where he was pinned to the ground.

"It seems that I have to have a serious talk with you about the use of magic."

In another classroom, Carlos, who was waiting for class, yawned softly.

When Snape walked into the classroom, he nodded calmly, which meant that this matter was over.

Ever since, Riyukito started today's course again.

After class today, Carlos heard the news again.

That is, Dorancas, who moved to Hogwarts, was expelled from school again.

Yes, he was expelled, you know, the teacher who was expelled from Hogwarts.

It can be equivalent to saying that there is no place for magicians in this society.

Even if he were a wild magician, not many people would dare to hire him.

This is sad, because a magician who can be expelled from Hogwarts has problems with his character and ability.

This is the unspoken rule in Hogwarts. No, Carlos doesn't care, and neither does Dorora.

In the eyes of both of them, this guy is just a clown. (Li Lihao)

In the magical forest? In a cave that no one knows about.

A deep figure was slowly lying on the ground.

His eyes were filled with all kinds of strange lights.

He is a magical giant dragon. The dragon is lying on the ground. Behind him, there are just a few little guys crawling all the time.

Their eyes seemed to be staring at a certain figure walking in from outside the cave?

His eyes were full of vigilance and fear, and the next moment.

The giant dragon flapped its wings slowly and stood up from the ground.

From that crawling figure, he turned into a standing body.

In the next moment, the tall body and the huge pressure caused a certain figure who was originally preparing to walk into the cave.

Suddenly feeling this sense of oppression, he immediately stopped his steps and retreated backwards.