hogwarts blast

"What! Did you use the Patronus Charm to create that lump just now?"

On the way back to the room after leaving the training room, Little Beaver asked what Kyle had just tinkered with.

Kyle chose to tell the truth, but received a big eye roll.

"Why can even such a beautiful magic as the Patronus Charm make you look like that evil?"

Hermione remembered that when she cast the Patronus Charm, her mind was filled with images of Kyle, and she blushed slightly.

Hearing Hermione use the adjective "evil" to describe him, Kyle glanced at the little beaver unhappily.

"Magic is not divided into good and evil. What can really determine the nature of a magic is the person who uses it."

Before Little Beaver could refute him, Kyle continued: "Shen Feng Wu Ying is a black magic, but I can use it to peel potatoes. It's not a black magic to break one's body into pieces, but if I increase the magic output, I can kill one with one shot.

Muggles bombed the morgue."

Kyle spread his hands, "So, there is no difference between good and evil in magic. It still depends on the person who uses it."

Hermione obviously didn't quite agree with Kyle's statement. She cited several dark wizards whose minds had been eroded by black magic as examples to refute Kyle's point of view.

Kyle spread his hands helplessly, "Look, I study black magic every day. Has my mind been eroded?"

There has always been a rumor that black magic can corrode the mind.

But in fact, that's just because black magic is much simpler and easier to master than white magic.

Because the power brought by black magic is readily available, those fools who are addicted to black magic have power that is completely inconsistent with their character. After their hearts expand, they will come out to do evil.

From the perspective of others, they seem to have had their minds eroded by black magic.

This is the true origin of this statement.

After refuting Hermione's point of view, Kyle asked her: "Do you think I am a dark wizard who does all evil?"

After listening to what Kyle said so much, Hermione choked on the words that came to her lips.

But she immediately recalled that when Kyle took her to Knockturn Alley, he killed and cremated a dragon and sent away the dark wizards who tortured her father.

She nodded firmly, "Yes, you are a dark wizard!"

Looking at Kyle's increasingly red face, Hermione raised her chin slightly, with a proud smile on her lips.

It's really rare for Kyle to have such an angry but helpless expression.

She thought that with the golden glitter of Hogwarts, she would be able to remain calm no matter what kind of difficulties she faced.

Seeing the little beaver's frustrated appearance, a bad taste suddenly came into Kyle's heart.

He took a step forward, grabbed Little Beaver's shoulders and pushed her against the wall next to her. A flying thunder god kunai flashing with cold light appeared in his right hand.

The kunai was against the little beaver's throat, and if it moved forward half a centimeter, it would cut through her skin.

Kyle had a cold and cruel smile on his face, "If you say I am a dark wizard, be careful I will kill you."

Little Beaver instantly felt an extremely strong killing intent locking onto her.

She couldn't help but hold her breath, and the coldness of the wall behind her made cold sweat slowly break out in her palms.

After killing seven people in and out of Diagon Alley, and with the help of fear, Kyle mastered the method of using murderous intent to intimidate and intimidate others.

Of course, this method can only scare an inexperienced little witch like Hermione.

Not to mention ceiling players like Grindelwald and Dumbledore, even against Konan it has no effect.

Seeing the little beaver's pupils dilated with her head lowered, staring aimlessly at the kunai pressed against her throat, Kyle took a step back.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the little beaver, "Are you scared?"

Uh...it seems like he was really scared.

Kyle slowly restrained the killing intent that locked onto Hermione, and Hermione came back to consciousness slightly.

She slowed down for a moment, and some of the color returned to her frightened pale face, and then she suddenly burst out into a frightened scream.

"ah--"

The little beaver's scream stopped abruptly.

Because Kyle covered her mouth.

It would be bad if Dumbledore found out that he was bullying the little beaver later.

With her mouth covered, Hermione was furious and bit Kyle's hand viciously.

I was embarrassed and didn't bite.

Kyle turned on the demon skin the moment she opened her mouth.

"Are you a dog?"

Kyle wiped his hands on the hem of Hermione's clothes in disgust.

When Hermione bit his hand just now, there was a lot of Hermione's saliva on his hand.

The little beaver reacted and punched Kyle crazily with his fist. Well, it was the kind of fist with strange power.

Even with the demon skin on, Kyle was so beaten that he grinned.

After all, he was the one who threatened her with murderous intent in the first place. Kyle felt that he was in the wrong, but that didn't mean that he had to stand there and be beaten severely by the little beaver.

He kicked off and ran out.

A furious Hermione chased after him closely, as if she would not stop until Kyle was beaten to death today.

The two of them chased each other and ran all the way through the castle.

Kyle didn't stop until he reached the door of his room.

Hermione adjusted her somewhat disordered breathing, glanced at Kyle with complicated eyes, and complained: "You didn't really want to kill me just now, did you?"

Kyle looked up at the ceiling, "Do I look like the kind of person who kills people if they don't agree with me?"

Little Beaver wanted to say yes, but she was afraid that Kyle would hold a kunai against her throat again later.

So she chose not to answer and angrily pulled the door handle of the room.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the room Alfred arranged for her was directly opposite Kyle's room, and diagonally across from her was Xiaonan's room.

Hermione pushed open the door to the room and wanted to walk in. Kyle coughed lightly: "Ahem, that...Hermione."

She turned back angrily, her tone full of impatience, "What's wrong?"

"That's my room," Kyle pointed to the door opposite, "Your room is opposite."

Hermione's movement towards the room suddenly stopped, and her face quickly turned from white to red.

Embarrassed, he closed the door to the room and the little beaver scurried back to his room.

Standing at the door of his room, Kyle waved to Little Beaver's room opposite, "Good night, Hermione."

no respond.

…

Just when the little beaver was curled up in bed and sulking, there was a beach on the eastern coast of China.

A skinny black dog was sitting on a wooden board, struggling hard in the sea a hundred meters away from the land.

Fortunately, it was the time of high tide, and with the help of the tide, the black dog quickly approached the land.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the exhausted black dog got off the board and struggled to move forward a few more steps.

It wasn't until it reached a place where the sea water couldn't reach that it fell to the ground.

Lying on his side, the black dog's sunken eyes stared blankly at the shadowy tents on the beach in the distance.

There are also a few barbecue grills scattered there that are still emitting smoke.

After resting for a moment and regaining some strength, the black dog struggled to stand up and walked tremblingly towards the barbecue grill in the distance.

It hoped to find a few meat bones left by people having a party on the beach there, so as to relieve the constant hunger in its empty stomach.