Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Professor McGonagall's eyelids trembled twice.

It was the first time I saw someone using a hat like this, and it was the Sorting Hat—an ancient relic that had lived through all of Hogwarts history.

She pretended she didn't see it, took Harry's wand, and then raised her own wand, and the two met: "Flash back to the previous curse!"

Magic surged from the mouth of Harry's wand and hit a book on the table, causing it to levitate.

Professor McGonagall was taken aback.

This is the magic power of the floating spell. After the fight, they used the floating spell to clean up the battlefield?

She increased the output of magic power, and the butt of the wand exuded a bright luster.

This is the lighting spell.

Professor McGonagall frowned.

This... is not right.

How could you use the Illuminating Charm in a fight?

The Flashback Curse can investigate the spell cast by the wand before, but... these are all messed up spells, even if it's not the Imperius Curse, it should be the Fascinating Curse that Harry said.

"Is this reviewing the spells I've used before?" Harry understood why Professor McGonagall would ask him for a wand—when a demon hunter is under investigation, his weapons will always be confiscated first. the same.

Professor McGonagall looked serious: "Yes, Mr. Potter, I think you should explain?"

"I don't need a wand for that little spell." Harry waved his hand. "If it's okay, can I show the professor?"

McGonagall returned the wand to Harry, and with a wave of his hand, turned a book on the table into a hamster: "Please, Mr. Potter."

Harry raised his hand and cast the Axii sign.

The hamster stood up blankly.

"Little guy, come and go around." Harry teased the hamster, which was ignorant and obedient.

Professor McGonagall tilted his head back, his eyes still serious. The effect of this spell is indeed very similar to the Imperius Curse.

"It's supposed to be a charm spell." Harry explained briefly, "It's very useful for creatures with no intelligence, but it's not so useful for creatures with high intelligence."

The lower the intelligence, the longer the coma. During the dream trial—he needed to survive a whole night in a swamp. He relied on this spell to survive from the claws of the drowned ghost.

Professor McGonagall thought for a while, then looked at Hooch: "Mr. Potter, maybe you can use it on me..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Axi!"

Harry raised his hand immediately - he'd been meaning to try it for a long time.

Fayin works well for ordinary people, at least it did with his aunt's family.

But he didn't know how it would work against wizards.

Malfoy doesn't count, he's just a first-year wizard - just like no one would take an apprentice for a witcher.

Almost soon, Professor McGonagall woke up, Harry frowned slightly, the effect was very weak, the magic power in the professor's body immediately began to resist and eliminate the power of the seal.

She shook her head, her expression completely relaxed, and she explained to Professor Huo Qi beside her: "It's similar to the Confusion Curse."

Professor Huo Qi also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Confusion Charm?" Harry was taken aback, it was beyond his reserve of knowledge.

Professor McGonagall waved his hand and restored the squeaky hamster in Harry's hand: "A powerful and dangerous spell that you will be exposed to when you reach fifth grade."

"Did you research this spell yourself?"

Harry nodded, did not speak, and had a tacit attitude.

"Inspiration from your group repelling spell?" Professor McGonagall smiled a little, "It's a very good spell, which can make me lose my mind for a short time, and also have some good feelings for you. "

"Just use gestures. It will be very useful in a duel. Felius will like it very much."

"You call it the enchantment spell?"

"It is indeed a very appropriate title."

"Mr. Potter, you are indeed outstanding."

Harry looked serious and stood obediently - he knew that often at this time, the conversation always turned around.

"But!" Sure enough, Professor McGonagall was as Harry thought, "A good spell can't cover up your mistakes, especially fighting Slytherin."

"Let me see..."

Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and the class schedule flew in front of her: "Every Wednesday and Friday night, come to my office and stay in confinement for a month."

"I see, Professor." Harry nodded.

Professor Hooch led Harry back to the Quidditch pitch in a hurry, and there were no twists and turns in the following lessons.

Although it took a lot of time, they finally flew in the sky.

Harry liked this feeling very much. Excluding the physical bonus brought to him by the witcher, he could perceive that he was extremely talented in flying.

Flying lesson is over.

Hungry little wizards flocked to the hall.

"Harry, what happened to the professor telling you to go there?" Hermione was very worried, "After you left, Malfoy kept saying that you were about to be expelled. Malfoy fights."

Ron snorted: "You shouldn't be pulling my..."

"No, Hermione was right," interrupted Harry.

Someone stood up for her, and Hermione immediately became more confident.

"You may not be able to beat Malfoy." Harry added a reason.

Ron's eyes widened: "No, Harry, how could you say that, as you can see, I beat Malfoy until his eyes were black."

"That was a sneak attack." Harry shook his head, "And he fell on his own eye."

"He is physically stronger than you, and he is more proficient in using spells than you. Of course, the most important thing is the wand..."

Hermione interrupted their discussion: "No, that's not the problem!"

"Stop talking about fighting!"

"Harry, what punishment did Professor McGonagall have for you?"

Harry waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it's just another 20 points deducted, and there is still a month of confinement."

"Another twenty points!" Hermione raised her voice, "That's a total of forty points, and we won't be able to get so much in a month."

Ron said: "Don't worry, you must have got it..."

"No, no!" Hermione emphasized, "There is also Professor Snape's penalty, don't forget that."

Harry comforted: "Hermione, it's indeed a good thing to value college points, but I'll give you a suggestion, it's best not to do it."

Hermione gritted her teeth: "It would be really great if you could think so!"

"But you didn't!"

"If you'd listened to me and didn't get into fights with Slytherins, we wouldn't have had so many points deducted."

Harry sighed and said nothing more.

Ron curled his lips and followed Harry.

Hermione was still muttering about counting points with her fingers.

This was just the beginning of the school year, and forty house points were deducted all at once, but it was an incredible number—Gryffindor, who was slightly ahead because of Harry and Hermione, suddenly bottomed out the gems.

This startled many seniors and sisters.

The professors were always very cautious in adding and deducting points, basically one or two points, and five points were deducted once, which was the treatment Harry only had in front of Snape.

They debated whether it was the Weasleys who had finally put their idea into practice - blowing up a toilet in one of the bathrooms.

It was a senior senior who finally couldn't help beating up Professor Quirrell under the pressure of the grade exam - Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very important indicator, if you want to enter Gringotts, or Ministry of Magic, at least an "E", Second Class grade.

It's been a long time since they've had a good Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

They didn't know until dinner that it was neither.

It was Harry who took Gryffindor and beat up Slytherin during flying lessons, so Harry lost forty points, plus a month of confinement - the other little wizards didn't get much punish.

that night.

There was a huge party in the Gryffindor common room.

George and Fred stole a lot of food from the kitchen, and even got a few bottles of butterbeer from nowhere.

"To our great Lion King!" George raised his glass and handed it to Harry, "He deserves it!"

Percy was dissatisfied and wanted to stop him: "No, George, Harry can't drink, he's only eleven years old."

"I'm George, my dear brother." Fred hugged Percy's waist and stopped him, "Today is a day suitable for celebration, so don't care about these things."

"Besides, Harry was brought up in Muggle society, so he must have had it already."

Great Britain is the only country where children can legally drink alcohol when they reach the age of five, accompanied by their parents.

Harry took the wine glass and took a sip. It tasted as smooth and tender as butter, and it also had the unique refreshingness of beer: "It's not bad, but it would be great if I could have a bottle of vodka."

Witchers rarely drink, but have no resistance to alcohol.

George's eyes lit up: "Yes, it would be great if there was vodka."

"Wood, have you heard our Lion King's order?"

"Good idea!" The tall Quidditch team captain stood up and spat at George, "There's still class tomorrow, and I remember Harry's Potions class."

George was a little disappointed: "Oh, well."

Hermione couldn't understand this. She looked blankly at this group of noisy people - including the prefect Percy who she thought would be on the same side as her. What he cared about the most was not the penalty of points, but his obsession For Harry to drink less, and for Ron not to drink.

"But we were deducted forty points, and Harry still has a month's confinement." Hermione found Percy, worried, "Why is this happening?"

Fred leaned his head closer, nonchalantly: "So what?"

"We beat Slytherin!"

George drank a little too much, clamped Fred's head: "Under the leadership of the Lion King, it's not winning, it's sweeping, it's overwhelming!"

Percy smiled cheerfully: "This is an honor, an honor bigger than the Academy Cup."

Slytherin has dominated the House Cup for seven years.

Gryffindor has always been unyielding - it's not that there are too many house cups, Hogwarts has been established for a thousand years, which house has not won hundreds of house cups?

They hated being held down by Slytherin all the time.

Harry's arrival made them look forward to the counterattack, and Harry has lived up to their expectations. It's only been a month!

The lion fights the snake, a complete victory!

Hermione was still at a loss, which had a huge conflict with her short eleven-year life experience, and also had a huge conflict with her schooling experience in the world of ordinary people.

Wait until the next day.

A more terrifying fact was discovered by Hermione - she seemed to be isolated.

Originally because of Harry, although she was twittering, not allowed to copy homework, and wanted to set off a wave of introversion, these "shortcomings" can all be tolerated by the little lions.

But what happened yesterday at the Quidditch pitch.

Everyone was fighting Slytherin in full swing, and she watched from the sidelines and talked them out of fighting.

She didn't choose to join the group, and the group naturally didn't welcome her.

Besides Harry, only Ron could barely talk to her.

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