Harry Potter's Catastrophe

As soon as Carney sat down and turned on his magic perception, he saw dense magic in the room, which should be the magic poured out by the sword just now.

But there was something more intense in the room, a corner that he had never noticed, a human-shaped magic.

It was so dense that it turned into a luminous human form, so bright that it was so dazzling that Carney jumped up in fright, touched the sword and pointed it at it.

"What a monster! You can't catch me without restraint!" He read out the lines from the TV series in one breath.

Dumbledore was also helpless. He had arranged everything long ago and waited for the fish to take the bait.

The Room of Requirement has set up permissions. If he doesn't come today, he will find out every day. If there is no place for training, you have to find another classroom. This classroom was cleared and arranged by him early.

I also specially brought the Magic Mirror of Teeris here, hoping to arrange a wave.

While talking to Professor McGonagall and the others, they sensed that he was outside the Room of Requirement. They lingered for a while and then went all the way down to look for him. They didn't expect to take the bait so quickly.

After Dumbledore chatted with them, he immediately apparated to the room in the Mirror of Teeris, which was the most suitable room on the first floor. He had even told Filch in advance that there would be no need to patrol the seventh floor recently.

Sure enough, Dumbledore heard a "click" sound in the room, and the door lock opened. He immediately used the Illusion Charm to hide himself, and the fish was already in the pot!

An unobservable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Every time he succeeded in calculating or digging a hole, he would show an imperceptible smile. This was also one of his perverted interests.

Why is it one? After all, as people get older, they can do less interesting and normal things. Life just needs some spices to make it colorful.

This Magic Mirror of Teeris is one of the most confusing things. I originally wanted to use it on Harry first, so I'd better use Carney to beat the teeth first.

He specially covered the magic mirror of Teeris with a cloth, and would uncover it if he had even the slightest curiosity. After all, this thing felt out of place in this room and was particularly suspicious.

Every move he watched, Carney stood blankly at the door, looking straight at the magic mirror, unable to move his eyes like Brother Pig when he saw the beauty.

He watched Carney approach the magic mirror step by step, but suddenly woke up, with a look of realization on his face, he took a few steps back and turned towards the door.

"You have strong willpower and can resist temptation, that's good!" Dumbledore stroked his long, white beard, "I just don't know what my character is like."

"But, if he just left like this, how can I proceed to the next step?" Dumbledore looked at his back and thought, no, we can't go on like this.

He took out his wand and prepared to do something, but he stopped again.

Carney turned around with an excited and a little nervous face, and walked towards the magic mirror again.

"Huh? My willpower is average! I think too much." He stroked his white and long beard again, "I'm old, I almost made a mistake!"

But Carney showed an expression of sudden realization, turned around and left again, this time he left more simply.

"You're naive, you're here and you want to leave just like that?" Dumbledore almost wiped off his beard. You're walking the show again and again. "The decision is yours, Filch!"

Sure enough, as soon as Carney went out, he saw Filch holding a lamp at the end of the corridor on the seventh floor.

Carney ducked back into the room and closed the door quietly.

"Hahaha, arrangement! I have never made any miscalculations before. This little guy is too weird." He stroked his beard again and narrowed his eyes. If he didn't stroke his beard, wouldn't he have nothing to do? "I said the old man from the East Why do I like this so much? It’s so comfortable. “

"Huh? What is he doing? Come here quickly! Why don't you come over and take a look at this thing that I put here so suspiciously?" His heart was racing, but his face was expressionless.

It's quite a feeling that the mountain is collapsing in front of me without changing its expression. No matter how panicked I feel, I can't show it, even if no one can see it.

Dumbledore watched him start his daily practice, and the water was as clear as a spring. Before, he would turn invisible and follow Carney into the Room of Requirement to see what he was doing. After several days in a row, he had to admire this child's strong mental power and unconstrained thinking.

He began to worry about learning the spells themselves. His method was simple, direct and effective, but it was only for individual spells.

His method of directly using elements looks more and more like a mage. Yes, he is a mage!

A long time ago, even longer than Merlin, wizards and mages were of the same branch, collectively called wizards. They have two leaders who are divided into two factions, one is called Fa and the other is called Wu. They are all so powerful that they don't need a wand or a spell, they are famous throughout the world. But I don’t know what happened at that time. They all disappeared, as if they had never appeared. People slowly forgot about them.

Ancient buildings buried deep underground record these, which are neither detailed nor complete.

Later, a man named Merlin appeared. He claimed to be a witch and had powers that mortals could not understand. He began to identify gifted children among ordinary people and train them into new wizards. He used spells and incredible magic to gain a foothold on the continent.

The witches spread from here, and the seeds slowly sprouted, and generations of shamans were born until today.

"Could it be a mage?" Dumbledore said in a daze, "That makes sense."

Now he knows that the mage has appeared in Kama Taj. It is different from the wizard, but it is also different from Kani's current number.

But these are still within Dumbledore's control, they are all small things, small things, not big problems.

boom! boom! A sound like falling metal equipment brought him back from his thoughts.

A slightly blue transparent arrow and a big sword with the same attributes as before fell in front of Kani.

"What is this?" He cast a flying spell silently, and a small piece of the previous water ball fragment flew over.

Carney was building the third thing. He didn't realize that the fragments scattered on the ground had not turned back into water, and he didn't know that one piece flew away.

"Crystal ball? No, it's water!" Dumbledore started checking it as soon as he got it, "Is this... still water?"

I squeezed it with my hands. It was as hard as a crystal ball. I used my magic power to squeeze it hard.

The fragments on his hand disappeared in the blink of an eye, turning into a small puddle of water that moistened his palm.

He immediately made up a Disguise Charm and looked at Carney. There is another strange shield on the ground...

"It's still water, is it ice? But it's not as cold as ice, and it doesn't change due to temperature." Dumbledore searched for the knowledge in his mind, hoping to find relevant records or examples, but there was nothing.

"Another magical thing." He sensed the magic power and found that those few strange things had magic power, but not many. "How did you make the water so hard?"

He watched Carney make another spear, and Carney shot out a large puddle of water like a spring, preparing to get the next thing. He used his magic sense to feel it carefully. He could only see Carney using magic and mental power to wrap the entire water ball, and then started an operation he didn't know about.

Then this and that and this and that, something that should be a helmet appeared...

"Is this the end? I haven't seen anything yet?" What did Dumbledore just do?

What followed were some embarrassing and embarrassing lines, but Dumbledore still watched them all without changing his expression.

The next thing he didn't understand the most was that he said something mindless, and then he poured something into the sword, which made it light up unusually.

His perception is not magic power. The light does not look particularly bright on the outside, but when viewed with perception, it is as bright as a firefly in the dark, and it feels sharper and sharper than magic power.

He didn't know what kind of power it was, but he couldn't feel any evil. It felt like the warmth of the sun in the sky, the cold coolness of the moon, and the smell of renovated earth after the spring rain.

Then he struck with a sword, and he saw a line of light fly out from the tip of the sword, forming a slash.

It easily sank into the wall, flew out of the wall and disappeared.

"This!" Dumbledore was shocked, "Can the ordinary armor curse be blocked?"

"What kind of power is this?" The shock came and went quickly. There are many things that can be blocked. One is distance, and two is enough thickness or hardness. Many magic spells can do this.

"Hope he's a good guy!" Dumbledore had a good guy card ready. "Otherwise this would be really troublesome! Maybe it would be trouble for everyone."

This time he finally understood. The magic power was injected into the sword, and then poured out to cause damage through chopping.

Two words.

Trash, amateur, idiot, pig-brained, wasted magic power.