Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

After Qiongqi stopped roaring, he flashed and appeared in front of Bell without using Bell's control.

It lowered its body slightly and nuzzled Bell flatteringly with its head.

Seeing the sparkle in Qiongqi's eyes, Bell knew that he had succeeded, even more than expected.

Qiongqi's body is shiny white, with some black patterns scattered on it, adding a touch of domineering to Qiongqi.

Bell stretched out his hand and rubbed Qiongqi's head. Wherever he touched, there was a warm and jade-like feeling.

Compared with before, Xinsheng Qiongqi is much smaller, probably only the size of an ordinary tiger.

However, because the body is composed of magic power, Qiongqi's size can actually be changed at will according to Bell's control. Therefore, this change has no real significance.

‘Papa papa~’

Without any warning, a burst of applause came from behind several people.

Several people followed the sound and saw that Dumbledore had appeared there at some unknown time.

"What a wonderful magic. What's its name?"

Dumbledore looked at Bell with complicated eyes, and Qiongqi, who looked like a little kitten in front of Bell.

Bell's excellence reminded him of Little Tom back then.

No! Bell is even better than Tom. At least when Tom was studying at Hogwarts, he never cast magic that even he couldn't understand.

In fact, it was not only Dumbledore who couldn't understand, but even Bell himself couldn't understand what was going on with the strange situation he had created.

However, according to the information passed back by the shikigami contract, there is no problem with Qiongqi's own condition, and he is 100% obedient and dependent on him. So other small things can be studied slowly in the future. There are too many entanglements now.

It doesn't help either.

"Shikigami Qiongqi. I made it based on Onmyoji's Shikigami, Professor."

Bell bowed to Dumbledore and introduced him respectfully.

"Miss Menethil, how are you doing at Hogwarts? Are you happy?"

After listening to Bell's introduction, Dumbledore smiled slightly and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he looked at Zannah.

At this time, Zannah was holding the wand in her hand and looking at Dumbledore warily.

As expected of her brother's most feared enemy, she didn't realize when he appeared at all.

Patting his sister on the shoulder, Bell motioned for Zannah to put away her wand.

"I'm sorry, Professor. My sister doesn't usually leave home very often, and she gets nervous easily when meeting strangers. Besides, she likes Hogwarts very much and lives a happy life every day."

To be honest, Bell couldn't understand why Zannah liked Hogwarts so much.

Is this place so good? Why didn't he notice?

"Haha, it's your first time away from home, so it's normal to be nervous."

Dumbledore smiled in understanding.

"Okay, let's stop chatting here. Mr. Menethil, should you bear some responsibility for these people lying on the ground?"

"Well……"

Bel sweated.

This matter was indeed his fault and there was no room for refutation.

"I'll take care of it now, Professor."

Bell scanned the entire Quidditch field, and the little wizards lying dead all over the ground gave him a headache.

Fortunately, due to the sudden intrusion of the Dementors, the Quidditch players of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff had already landed on the ground. Otherwise, they would have fainted suddenly in the air and then fallen.

, the taste is quite sour.

Thinking of this, Bell carefully scanned the little wizards on the ground again.

Speaking of which, when the dementors first broke in, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see Harry falling from the sky? Why was there no Harry's 'body' in the scene?

After confirming that he had not missed it and that Harry was indeed no longer in the stadium, Bell curled his lips secretly.

'What a biased old man!'

"Lim!"

Feeling that there were too many people on the ground, it was too troublesome to deal with them, so Bell decisively called his all-powerful little butler.

"Do you have any instructions? Master."

After Lim appeared, she first bowed to Bell as usual, and then she was surprised to find that the situation in the field didn't seem right?

What has my young master done again?

"Ahem!"

Facing Lim's surprised look, Bell coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Well, there was a little accident.

You go and take out all the awakening potions in stock, and then ask the house elves in Hogwarts to do a favor and send the students back to their dormitories, and then feed them the potions."

In fact, the little wizards were not hurt at all, they were just knocked unconscious by the sudden magical impact.

Even if you leave it alone, you will wake up after a few hours.

After waking up, I only have a headache for 1 or 2 days at most, which is nothing serious.

But now that Dumbledore has spoken, no matter what Bell says, he still has to give face to Old Deng, right?

Therefore, Bell decided to donate generously and donate all the rest of the refreshing potion he drank before.

As we all know, Bell is a person who is indifferent to fame and wealth. Therefore, there is no need to thank him. As long as Dumbledore doesn't give him any shoes to wear afterwards, Bell will be very satisfied.

With the help of many house elves, it didn't take long for the little wizards to be carried back to their dormitories.

Looking at the empty arena, Bell let out a long sigh of relief.

Dumbledore had been standing not far away, staring at him with a subtle look, which really made Bell feel a lot of pressure.

"Professor, you see this problem has been solved. If nothing else happens, we can go back for lunch?"

Bell faced Dumbledore's gaze and said bravely.

After Bell finished speaking, Dumbledore's look at him became even more subtle.

Dumbledore had been at Hogwarts for half his life, and he felt that he had seen all kinds of little wizards.

But even so, Bell's words still made Dumbledore feel speechless.

You just knocked down almost all the students in the school, and then you plan to go back for lunch? Can't you think of a better way to say it? Even if you don't say anything, it's better than this, right?

This is really a long time coming.

Fortunately, Dumbledore was indeed Dumbledore, and his life of over 100 years was not in vain. He finally suppressed his desire to complain and said to Bell:

"Of course, go back... let's eat..."

Still barely able to hold my breath.

"Ahem, Mr. Menethil."

Seeing that Bell was preparing to run away with a few people around him without any hesitation, Dumbledore quickly called out to him. He hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Next time when you study some magic, be more careful and don't accidentally hurt other people."

If Bell came here every once in a while, I'm afraid all the students would have a mental breakdown.

"Of course, don't worry, there will never be a next time!"

Bell promised, patting his chest.

Then, after making sure that Dumbledore had finished speaking, Bell slipped back into the auditorium without looking back.

He was hungry after spending so much magic power before.