The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

The Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, who used a lot of items to revitalize the spirit spell, once wrote to Anton and asked Anton. In the letter, Auror director Scrimgeour expressed special doubts, asking how to judge the duration of this magic.

If the magic on your wizard robe or mask suddenly fails while the enemy is casting the Death Curse, you will die.

Anton has no way to give a quantification for this.

This is obviously a data worthy of research or statistics, but if it is analyzed from the perspective of magic theory, it should probably be studied from the two perspectives of the spirituality of the item itself "and the magical ability that the wizard bestows spiritual awakening".

Since Anton didn't plan to spend more energy on this, the Aurors had to invest more manpower and material resources in research to avoid tragedies.

And now~

Scrimgeour saw the tragedy firsthand.

No matter what method they use to climb up to Hogwarts, these young wizards will be led to wait on a high platform built beside the Black Lake. Scrimgeour and the Aurors are sent by the Ministry of Magic to be responsible for safety.

His eyes widened almost in disbelief, watching a Muggle helicopter fly into the confines of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Muggle invasion?

at this time?

Is it so fierce?

Countless questions flashed through his mind quickly, and he saw that the Muggle machine suddenly stopped working under the influence of Hogwarts magic, and fell from the sky.

"Hurry up and save that child!" Professor McGonagall's urgent roar came from a distance in the wind.

"!!"

Scrimgeour hastily drew out his wand and pointed it at the helicopter. His long Auror career had brought him an extremely fast reaction speed. Almost without thinking, he released the most suitable magic at the moment, "Slow down and stop!" shock!"

At the same time, the huge lawn beside the Black Lake suddenly looked like

As if it had come alive, countless vines in the grass soared into the sky, instantly turning into a huge buffer zone.

Obviously, this is Professor McGonagall's magic.

But that helicopter obviously had its own thoughts, constantly shaking its propellers and wings, and even adjusted its posture to glide forward, just in time to avoid the curse.

"Plane, plane, what's wrong with you?" Roth hugged the door of the helicopter tightly in horror. He was almost thrown out just now.

The pair of eyes on the nose of the plane turned into an electric mosquito coil, and after turning around a few times, it replied with some horror, "I...try to control...but...interference...I seem to be able to control only the shape.....the internal mechanism... .interference...

The wind was howling, and Ron didn't hear it very clearly, but he knew that the helicopter seemed to be malfunctioning.

"Ahhh..." He widened his eyes in horror, "Quick! Turn around and hit the Whomping Willow!"

At this moment, a fierce whistling sound came, and a middle-aged wizard in a long woolen jacket and suit appeared beside him on a broomstick, vigorously waving his magic wand, "Slow down and stop the shock!" !"

But it all happened so quickly that Scrimgeour had only

Before I had time to slow down the plane, I saw the tall Whomping Willow violently waving its huge branches towards the helicopter that was gliding on an inclined plane.

Snapped!

With a loud sound, the whole helicopter seemed to be a Quaffle, and it slammed straight into the mud next to it.

"It's dead, it's dead~~" the plane yelled, and the fluorescent graffiti faces on the engine compartment huddled tightly and exploded into countless light spots.

"Ahhh..."

Ron screamed in horror and hugged the bridge tightly, his eyes closed tightly, only thinking that something would happen to him.

It's just that he waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for the expected drop and explosion, so he couldn't help opening his eyes to look.

He blinked, and looked out the hatch.

Suddenly found that at some point, the countless grasses on the ground seemed to grow extremely long, turning into a

Green chains bound the entire plane.

These green chains are like elastic brackets, supporting the plane at an angle of one and a half feet above the ground.

air.

Dao Mao Mao's light and shadow flashed, and Professor McGonagall appeared outside the cabin door with a concerned expression, seeing Ron heaved a sigh of relief, "Son, you scared me to death!"

Ron opened his mouth, looked at Professor McGonagall with some fear, and asked tentatively and in a low voice, "Am I passing the test?"

"You have the nerve to say it!" Professor McGonagall pointed at Ron sternly, "Do you know that if we hadn't shot just now...

Before she could finish her sentence, Scrimgeour beside her interrupted her with a smile, "If we hadn't made a move just now, obviously this warrior wouldn't be affected too much, and even if he gets a little bit injured, he can still keep going." To the end, what do you think, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Scrimgeour, thought for a while, then turned his head and glared at Ron fiercely, "Next time you use magic that you are not good at, remember to leave room and think about the way out. I think this lesson is enough Let you remember forever!"

Saying that, she turned her head and left. She didn't know what kind of bad way other little wizards would come up for a while, so she had to go and watch.

Scrimgeour stared at the Muggle plane, then at Ron, and smacked his mouth, "It's a good item to activate the Spirit Curse!"

Ron forced a few smiles, a smile that looked stiff on his face.

When he went to the Ministry of Magic with his father when he was a child, he was almost scared and cried by this shady wizard with hawk-like eyes.

"Ron Weasley..."

Scrimgeour whispered his name in an unclear manner, looked Ron up and down, turned around and limped away with his broomstick in hand.

Boom~

The green chains supporting the helicopter turned into weeds and flew away again, and the plane hit the ground heavily, scaring Ron to hug the hatch again.

As the game progressed, the little wizards simply showed their talents, and every successful person was full of highlights.

For example, someone collected several kinds of magical plant materials, and successfully woven a few simple magic flying carpets by using the methods of potion smearing and magic spell blessing.

The rags can only float a short distance, climbing up to the sky step by step like climbing a ladder to the sky.

The thrilling scene, especially the moment when he was exhausted and almost fell from a height of 100 meters, caused everyone to exclaim.

Another example is that Harry made a simple broomstick from the branches of an apple tree. After flying into the sky, he plunged into the sea uncontrollably, causing high spray. Wen broke through the sea and flew straight into the sky amidst the attention of everyone.

And Goyle, this silly guy, relying on the memory of the balloon introduced to him by the guitar Muggle girl, tried to cast a fart curse (curse) on a poor ash snake, stretching it far enough It was as big as a castle, and it pulled the Fire Ash Snake's head vigorously and floated up.

Some people are happy and some are sad. Crabbe, a child taught by Anton to develop in the direction of fire magic, could have made a hot air balloon into the sky, but he just looked at the sky in despair.

Obviously, he didn't understand the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction, and he didn't know what the magical ability he mastered could bring him.

He can only be desperate and helpless.

Crabbe was following Draco in a daze to find various trees.

Proud Master Draco didn't want to admit that he planned to steal Harry Potter's ways. The method of making a simple broomstick is really great, and it just so happens that Anton has also taught him. He only has one goal at this time—to find a magic tree that is not an apple tree, which will make Xian De and Harry Potter Need not.

come to this.

As for his younger brother, Crabbe, he might not be able to

According to Anton, the method of selecting materials for making wands is somewhat similar to the method of processing herbs in potions, or the sensitivity of alchemy in processing items. It requires some intuition and touch, and it is difficult to use a standard to evaluate.

that's very

Oops, Crabbe is a complete mess at Potions, not to mention compound lore alchemy.

Confused players like Crabbe wandered around the island of Azkaban. Draco saw Ginny from the Weasley family, and the outstanding senior who his father reminded him to pay attention to—— Sy Weasley.

This is an all-round complex competition, which is extremely difficult, to challenge the high altitude that human beings have longed for since existence.

Failure is not terrible, but the terrible thing is people who don't even have the direction to try.

For example, there is a student from Egypt, she obviously has a good grasp of apparation, and she even apparated directly to the sky higher than Hogwarts, planning to use the deceleration magic to land in Hogwarts.

But she was tragically pushed away by the protective magic of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and was almost seriously injured by the huge repulsion force, and finally fell to the bottom of the sea.

But this is clearly an attempt full of possibilities.

This witch is looking for something that can be made into a hang glider ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and plans to apparate to a place far away in the sky and glide towards Hogwarts Castle.

Grindelwald listened to the discussions around him, and unconsciously his face became weird, he looked at Dumbledore and Anton, "Why is this a bit like brainstorming ways to break through the defenses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? "

Anton raised his eyebrows at him and giggled.

Dumbledore threw a pile of cockroaches into his mouth proudly, "I don't intend to hide the location of Hogwarts, but I also need to consider it for the future. I think, under such circumstances, no matter whether it is the contestants or the audience, , all in

Do everything possible. "

"In this way, I can collect information, use it as a reference, and think about how to build a better protection for the magic school."

"Heh~" Grindelwald chuckled and said to Anton, "Very good, this is very Dumbledore's style!"

"Yes!" Anton nodded sympathetically at him, and spread his hands at him with a helpless look, "We have all been used by Dumbledore!"