The Death Knell

Su Ming left the tour group in the ice cream shop, sent his 'slaves' to play with them, and returned to the wand shop.

As a result, as soon as he walked around to the workshop at the back, he saw that this old guy Ollivander was not accepting guests, but was using Legilimency on Hermione from time to time, as if he was teaching her something.

Su Ming doesn't care about this. The little girl now is just an ordinary little Muggle. She doesn't have any valuable information in her mind. Moreover, it seems that the wand master is very measured in his actions. Is this supposed to be practicing Occlumency?

It's just...he sent Hermione here to let the old man take care of him in order to give the little girl a better impression of the Eagle Yard. However, after he took the person for a few hours and came back, he couldn't even teach him magic. Yes! ?

The old mage didn't say anything when he saw him coming back. He just put away his wand calmly and rubbed the head of the girl who had a headache.

"You are indeed a genius without a doubt, little girl. I have taught you how to clear your mind, but you have only barely reached the entry level of Occlumency. You need to practice more in the future."

After saying that, he handed Hermione a piece of chocolate frog, indicating that she could leave with Professor Wilson.

He himself has to receive customers, and the apprentices in the shop are useless and are all scum.

It’s so difficult to try out a magic wand on a customer, I don’t have any discernment at all.

The dizzy Hermione was obviously still suffering from the aftereffects of Legilimency. She didn't know that the magic was one of the forbidden spells, but she just felt so uncomfortable that everything she saw had double images.

She hugged the professor's thigh and closed her eyes to resist the feeling of dizziness and nausea. The next second she found herself being picked up and walked out of the cubicle.

"Thank you, Master Ollivander."

"You're welcome, you are undoubtedly right to let her enter Ravenclaw, but I don't know how you plan to deal with the Sorting Hat, but it is immune to the confusion spell, so you can only find a way on the students themselves... ... Just think of me as nosy and get out of here."

The old man and the young man drove them out and stood in front of their shop.

"I feel so bad, Professor." Hermione still had her eyes closed.

"Didn't he give you a chocolate frog? If you eat it, your health will be full."

Su Ming put her hand in front of her eyes. The thing melted a little in her hand, but it was still moving.

"Do you play video games like the boys at my old school? When did you reach full health..." Little Hermione opened her eyes and looked at him as if she was in love, feeling Maybe I need to awaken my talent for complaining.

He didn't answer. He just carried her back to the shop, found a sofa to put her down, and took out a bottle of soda for her:

"Eat, and when you're done I'll take you to the underground shooting range to shoot."

At the mention of firearms, the corner of Hermione's mouth twitched. Her father had told her not to touch the firearms in the professor's shop before they left. As a Muggle, she certainly knew that this was not a fully automatic wand at all.

The ‘offensive and defensive multi-player wand’ in the corner over there is called the Infantry Chariot. The ‘ultra-long-range automatic tracking wand’ is scientifically called a missile.

She knew all these things, and she was speechless about the professor's behavior of fooling the wizards in the magical world.

But this also made her discover that wizards are not as omnipotent as in fairy tales, and are even worse than her in some places, which gave her a lot of confidence.

On the other hand, she also found that her professor seemed very different from other wizards. He seemed to be more... cunning than others?

"My dad doesn't allow me to play with guns." She said as softly as a kitten.

Su Ming gave the classic answer: "Don't worry, the Queen of England also practiced hunting when she was a child. This is aristocratic education."

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Time passed by and Hermione basically spent the last two days before school started in the basement of the gun shop.

At first, she expressed no interest because she felt that shooting was unladylike and had nothing to do with magic.

But after coming down, she immediately smelled so good.

It turned out that the professor had transformed this place like a duck hunting game in an amusement park. On the other end of the wall, there were movable ducks made of iron plates that were constantly moving. Hermione only had to knock down some target signs within the specified time to win the professor's prize. award.

There are many rewards, such as beautiful robes and clothes, useful 'smooth' shampoo potions, delicious magic candies, etc., and the ultimate prize is a pet cat.

The cat's face was flat, as if it had been run over by a wheel, and its big eyes looked very clever.

The professor said that the cat's name was Crookshanks, and it had been living in the Magic Pet Store for several years without being able to find its owner. It has the blood of a cat and is very smart and can identify bad people.

If Hermione could hit ten ducks fifty meters away with her modified lady's pistol within ten seconds, then he would give her this cat as an entrance gift.

For some reason, Hermione fell in love with this cat the first time she saw it. Her mother was allergic to cat hair, so she was not allowed to keep it at home, but if she went to a boarding school, it wouldn't be a big problem.

The notice also said that new students can bring an owl, a cat, or a toad when they enroll.

Hermione's genius is all-round, except for her less developed motor nerves, but she can master the art of shooting much faster than most of her peers, comparable to some young soldiers in African warlords' melee areas.

It's just that while others are trying to survive, she is playing a game for the prize, and their starting points are completely different.

Seeing her firing loudly, Su Ming, who was protecting her on the side, also felt a little emotional.

As an apprentice, Mysterio is completely like a bear. He prefers hand-to-hand combat with a giant sword and occasionally casts spells. He is not good at using firearms.

The other apprentice, Khadgar, is a third-level cultivator of ice and fire. He likes the combination of arcane blast and whirlwind, and does not like muskets.

As for Ciri, she is not a mage at all, but a demon hunter. Her fighting style is more like the "Trickster" style in "Devil May Cry".

After learning from the failed experiences in teaching in the past, Su Ming felt more confident with Hermione. In order for her to become a more comprehensive mage, good marksmanship was also indispensable.

After all, thermal weapons are the mainstream means of clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers. No matter how powerful the magician is, one person cannot defeat a hundred Muggles.

But if you are Rambo and given a heavy machine gun, it will be no problem to fight against a thousand people.

The situation for training young soldiers is very good. As long as she continues to give her some small training after school starts, she will be able to reach a level that is good enough to kill people in a few years. This is a good start.

Just gradually change the target.

The moving duck was replaced by a toy cartoon villain, then by a humanoid shadow target, then by Voldemort's head, and gradually by a live wild duck in the wild, various beasts, monsters, and finally by a live Voldemort... ..

With a smooth curve, it’s not difficult to pull the trigger, right? The Iron Armor Protective Charm is the natural enemy of live ammunition weapons, but with Su Ming's divine Jingoss, that's just a small problem.

In order to get this cat, Hermione was so stubborn that she spent two consecutive days shooting at the underground shooting range, during which she even stopped eating.

It was not until the latter half of the night before school started that she completed her goal despite Su Ming deliberately controlling the strangulation and cheating.

With a fifty-meter target and a large iron duck, she could only hit nine at most in ten seconds, but she had actually achieved Su Ming's teaching goal.

In two days, the novice had to shoot high-speed moving targets. The original plan was that she would pass as long as she could hit five. .

Continuous shooting made her arms as soft as noodles and her wrists were a little swollen, but she still took Crookshanks out of the cage immediately, lowered her head and took a deep breath, showing a sweet smile:

"Professor, you are so kind."

"Take the cage and I'll take you back to the hotel to rest. We have to catch the train tomorrow morning."

Su Ming threw out the recovery potion that he had prepared long ago, and touched her head with a smile...