Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

"It's done."

Meka Anders looked at the fire that dissipated in mid-air, smiled and looked away, the golden light in her eyes danced, and the panel appeared in front of her eyes:

"Meka Anders."

"Bloodline: Mutated Vampire Bloodline."

"Three Blood Nests: Basilisk Bloodline (1/3)"

"Bloodline talents: blood boiling (from vampire bloodline), petrified eyes (from basilisk bloodline), snake language (from basilisk bloodline)"

"Potion making talent: Advanced."

"Potion equipment usage level: 23 years."

"Potion Level: Potion Master."

"Mental power level: level 65."

"Guardian Charm: Level 28."

"Animagus: Bat."

"Composite Magic: Flame Bow Level 21 (Characteristic: Chase)."

"Transfiguration magic: Level 42 Transformation Spell, Level 43 Transformation Spell, Level 42 Human Appearance Spell, Level 40 Color Changing Spell, Level 42 Restoration Spell, and Level 42 Bird Summoning Spell.

Ordinary magic: unlocking spell level 33, disarming spell level 39, levitation spell level 38, lighting spell level 31, fire spell level 43, iron armor spell level 39, thunderbolt spell: level 37, cleaning spell: level 31, repairing spell: level 30 , Stun Curse: Level 31, Oblivion Curse: Level 33, Stop Curse: Level 31, Lion Heart Curse: Level 13. "

"Dark magic: The Death Curse is level 18, the Cruciatus Curse is level 19 (i.e. Cruciatus Curse), the Skull Expansion Curse is level 18, and the Intestinal Curse is level 17."

"The Flame Bow is only level 21..." Meka looked at the panel and touched his chin.

"But the feeling I gave you just now is that it is not weaker than any spell over forty levels. Well, that's not right. It should be said that it is more powerful than the Transformation Curse and the Fire Curse combined. At least it is equivalent to casting two spells at once. The strength of a magic."

Thinking of this, Meka thought of the 'Magic Blade Shadowless Curse' that Professor Snape had cast in the corridor before, and couldn't help but compare the two:

"I don't know how it compares with the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse? Well, it doesn't seem to be easy to compare. The characteristic of the 'Flame Bow' is 'chasing'. If the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse has a characteristic, it is probably related to the sharpness. The two The specializations are different.

But the good news is that for now, it seems that I am the only one who has made the 'Fire Bow', and Fina Gudenl has not been able to teach it to others before. In this way, no one knows about my curse, and at least it can catch others off guard. In this regard, it is better than the Magic Edge Shadowless Curse created by Professor Snape. "

"The only drawback of this spell now is that the level is a bit low." Meka frowned, but quickly relaxed:

"But this compound spell seems to be able to increase its level by increasing the levels of the 'Transformation Curse' and the 'Fire Curse', which is much more convenient. Otherwise, I really don't know where to find someone like Fina Gooden. You are the same person who developed the 'Flame Bow'..."

Meka closed her eyes and once again felt the memory left by Fina Gudenl.

All non-transformation-related spell experiences and memories have been absorbed by himself, and the rest are just a few spells of transfiguration.

But the only disadvantage of the compound spell is that the two basic magics that make up this magic must be at the same level, otherwise they will collapse on their own, or simply fail to form.

Therefore, the Fire Spell and the Transformation Spell must maintain the same rate of progress.

"Well, that is to say, I'd better find the relics of a wizard who is good at fire spells, and combine them with the memories left by Fina Gudenl, then the 'Fire Bow' can continue to improve. "

"However, I would like to know what would happen if the 'Fire Curse' here was replaced with a 'Fire Curse'? ... Well, this topic is very interesting, maybe I can really study it in the future."

"But before that, the matter of Boguna Rocco must be resolved first. This guy is too dangerous."

After thinking about it, Meka took out a gold coin from his pocket, held it in his right hand, and then took a piece of his hair and put it in his left hand.

Close your eyes and ask yourself in your mind:

"Is there any danger in my action?... Is there any danger in my action?... Is there any danger in my action?..."

A flash of white light flashed through the darkness in front of me, and images emerged one after another: a gray mouse, a hunchbacked old man, a tragically dead goat...

bite!

With a flick of his right hand, the gold coins soared into the air and fell again.

Meka opened her eyes, opened her closed right hand, and saw that a corner of the gold coin had turned to ashes and fell. Even the remaining corner was completely covered with burnt marks, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the front or the back.

He frowned:

"It seems that there is insufficient information... Forget it, I am just doing the divination for peace of mind. No matter what, I will face Boguna Rocco again sooner or later."

"And when the time comes, if he takes the initiative, I will be even more passive."

Meka looked out the window of the corridor and listened. There was no one outside and it was very quiet.

I looked at the clock on the wall again, the hour hand pointed to one o'clock.

It was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon.

"It seems they are all going to watch the Quidditch match. People in this magical world are really crazy about Quidditch..." Meka laughed silently.

He took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket, unfolded it and activated it with a spell. He saw that the Quidditch pitch was surrounded by black dots, and he was the only one left in the Gryffindor dormitory.

And the rest...

"Huh?" Meka was startled.

He saw the black dot representing Peter Pettigrew appearing in the corridor on the right side of the auditorium, heading towards the Gryffindor dormitory.

"Does this mean you know I didn't go to see Quidditch and you're coming to find me?"

"Interesting." Meka smiled.

He once again confirmed that there was no one on the corridor, so he put away the map, took out the Polyjuice Potion, transformed into a burly young man with red hair, and jumped out of the window with a whisper.

A black shadow suddenly disappeared over the black lake.

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On the corridor on the right side of the auditorium.

A gray mouse was running towards the end of the wall. It raised its head and its black eyes reflected a tall tower in the distance, where Gryffindor's dormitory was located.

The owner originally planned to lure the little wizard out, but it turned out that the little wizard didn't go to the Quidditch match at all. But this is also a good thing, at least it saves me some energy... Peter Pettigrew moved his legs excitedly.

He has done everything Boguna Rocco asked him to do.

Now there is only one goal left.

As long as we get rid of that little wizard, maybe we can leave Hogwarts tonight.

He's just a little wizard, why does the master go to such trouble? If it were me, I might have killed this little wizard long ago. What preparations are needed to kill a little wizard who is only in the third grade? Well, maybe it's to prevent those professors from getting in the way... Just as he was thinking about it, Peter Pettigrew was suddenly startled.

A black shadow passed across the sky outside the corridor, and he just happened to catch it.

What's this? owl? No, how could an owl be so fast?

Could it be that professor's Animagus? ! ...When he thought of this, his heart beat suddenly.

Suddenly he wanted to turn around and run away, but he thought about it and held it back. He just stopped and hid in the shadow of the stone pillar.

If I escape now, my master will kill me first... But if I don't escape, what will I do next? ...Peter Pettigrew took a deep breath and tried to slow down his fast heartbeat.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky in the corridor again.

The black shadow with extremely frightening speed was still approaching. It seemed that it had locked onto him and was flying towards him.

Damn it, you really came for me! Could it be that some professor discovered that I was alive and hiding in Hogwarts? It was Sirius who told some professor that I was not dead, and now he wants to capture me and send me to Azkaban... Oh! I don't want to go to Azkaban, I don't want to go at all! I would have died there... Peter Pettigrew's heart was in his throat, and his front feet were trembling on the cold ground.

But he was just stunned, and suddenly found that the black shadow above his head disappeared and seemed to be somewhere else.

He was a little in disbelief. He looked and looked again, and was finally sure that the black shadow had left.

Fortunately, they are not here to find me. I don’t know which unlucky guy it is, well, it’s best to arrest Sirius, hehe... Peter Pettigrew chuckled, and his screams became weird.

At this time, footsteps sounded behind his head, and he was stunned again and looked back.

A burly figure in a black robe walked slowly from the other end of the corridor. His expression was particularly calm under the hood, and he was walking towards him.

Who is this? How come I've never seen it? Could it be an Auror from the Ministry of Magic... Wait a minute, this smell... Peter Pettigrew sniffed it and suddenly chirped, his voice brisk.

"It turned out to be the little wizard I was looking for...it scared me."

He turned into a human being and looked at the burly figure, smiling like a mouse, and his two long beards were trembling:

"Hehehe...it seems you know we are looking for you?"

"But even if you drink Polyjuice Potion to hide your identity, don't even try to escape from me..."

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