The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

DeWitt thought, how could a disembodied ghost help? Then he thought of the troll's regrettable IQ - an invisible ghost would definitely confuse the troll, and the troll would definitely not be able to figure out why.

Why can’t I touch something that I can see clearly?

"Really?" DeWitt looked at the ghost girl and said sincerely: "Well, thank you... thank you."

In any case, the ghost girl was kind and well-intentioned. She also told DeWitt everything. She deserved a thank you for such behavior, but DeWitt felt a little unnatural when he thanked him. He had thanked a lot.

People get angry every time, just like every time they say thank you, it is the first time to say thank you.

"The living thank the dead," the ghost girl nodded as if she was considering something important: "This is very interesting. But I have to go -"

"I have one more request." DeWitt felt a little embarrassed. He guessed that his face might have turned red - purely out of embarrassment for troublesome others and a little bit of guilt - almost absorbing the secret source of guilt from this ghost girl.<

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"Say it."

"Don't let others know I'm here..." DeWitt suddenly fell silent mid-sentence. He thought of a way to protect himself and at the same time let Professor Quirrell attract everyone's attention: "No, in this way, I hope you don't put your

Tell others the specific content you saw."

The ghost girl was very smart. She nodded considerately: "Yeah, yes, everyone has secrets. I guess you don't want people to know... you have so much power. Hum, this is a little different, people are easy to

Treat those who are different as different, and then treat them differently. Is there nothing else? Okay, then I’m leaving."

As I was leaving, I remembered that I was a ghost again, drifting and sinking to the ground until the floor covered my head and completely disappeared.

After a while, DeWitt immediately began to cover up. In professional terms, this kind of behavior was destroying the scene of the crime, but the magic world would not prosecute DeWitt because of the life of a giant monster, but I heard that

What kind of rights do ordinary people value? Wouldn't anyone really want to argue with me about the right of a giant monster to live? Thinking about it randomly, DeWitt's movements were not slow at all. He quickly used his telekinesis to move the giant monster's arm and try to remove it as much as possible.

The traces of fire were then frozen, and the unexhausted blood was frozen, so that the giant monster's shoulder-length broken arm could be held together without too much external force, just like when the giant monster came to find him, he had already been injured.

His arm was almost broken.

There was no time to deal with it anymore. The corner of Professor McGonagall's green robe had already appeared at the corner of the stairs going upstairs. She was the oldest, but walked the fastest, with a pace that was almost a trot, and the old wrinkles on her face stretched out with shock and anger. When she came to Germany

When he was in front of DeWitt, Professor McGonagall wanted to pull his ears and ask him what he was thinking, but she could see that DeWitt was unharmed, so she stiffened the muscles in his arms and said coldly:

"What's going on?"

No one knows how rough the waves are under the sea, just like no one knows how fierce anger is burning under Professor McGonagall's expression that has not changed much. DeWitt glanced behind Professor McGonagall, and he saw Hermione.

Min followed at the end - seeing that DeWitt was okay, she breathed a huge sigh of relief. A little further ahead was Professor Quirrell, who was in a trance looking at the corpse of the troll and didn't know what he was thinking. Followed closely by McGonagall

The professor was Professor Flitwick, who was not too angry, but looked very worried - the kind of worry one would feel when they hear that a good student suddenly has something bad going on.

"This is a test," DeWitt pretended to be an ignorant child, like a beginner swimmer who doesn't know the depth of the water and goes into the river. He answered with the fearlessness of an ignorant person: "Professor Quirrell said he wanted me to challenge the troll.

..."

This was the crux of the problem. Professor McGonagall quickly realized this and said to Professor Flitwick: "Filius, take Miss Granger back to the dormitory first."

Professor Flitwick also heard what DeWitt said, but Professor Quirrell was far away. He was studying the corpse of the troll. If Professor Quirrell was there, DeWitt would not have said this at all.

"Professor Quirrell?" Professor McGonagall watched Professor Flitwick take Hermione away. She shouted to Professor Quirrell. She called out to Professor Quirrell twice before turning back: "Professor Quirrell? Can you please deal with this place?"

It is not good to be affected by being seen by other students. I want to take this child away - this matter is very serious and must be dealt with strictly, otherwise I really don’t know what outrageous things today’s students can do.”

"Oops," Professor Quirrell said in a very incoherent tone: "This... this is just... a child... playing around, but... a competitive spirit... a bit strong, I think...

...This matter...I'm not excusing it, I just don't think it's necessary to pay too much attention to it."

"Minerva," Professor Quirrell continued in a tone that was pretending to be affectionate and annoying: "This matter... yes, look, no one has had any trouble, right? This child is so afraid of you... look...

…”

DeWitt smiled at him.

"Facing the fear of the giant monster is punishment," Professor Quirrell insisted after finishing, like a kind teacher who truly considers the students' feelings: "Just... there is no need to punish anymore."

Professor McGonagall waited patiently for Professor Quirrell to finish, and said: "I'm afraid not. The more serious the mistake, the more corresponding punishment, but I will consider your suggestion." Then she said to her in an unquestionable tone.

DeWitt said: "Come with me."

The result of this matter was decided in this way. Just like DeWitt was unable to question Professor Quirrell in the conversation before, Professor Quirrell cannot question Professor McGonagall in this atmosphere now. He can only

After the professor walked away, he muttered to himself, not knowing what to say.

DeWitt followed Professor McGonagall to the office of the Transfiguration Department.

"You may have come here more often than some graduates." Professor McGonagall might have been joking, but her sullen face made the atmosphere in the office extremely tense. Seeing DeWitt, she seemed to be nervous.

She didn't look too nervous. She shook her head and said in a lighter tone: "Tell me, what is going on, especially what you said - Professor Quirrell asked you to find the troll, this sentence

What does it mean?"

"Professor Quirrell found me some time ago," DeWitt said, half-heartedly: "He said he could teach me magic."

When he started speaking, DeWitt paused for a moment and looked at Professor McGonagall's expression. Professor McGonagall thought he wanted to hear his opinion, so he said: "Hogwarts... has such a tradition.

Professors will select outstanding students to form a club after class, but Professor Quirrell..." The following content is obviously not suitable for Professor McGonagall to say.

"I studied with him for a while."

Professor McGonagall frowned and nodded.

"He said the other day that it was time for a test," DeWitt went on. "He said he was going to put a troll in the castle today, Halloween. I asked him if it would hurt him.

When he saw other students, he said he would report it to you - all the professors - and then asked me to find the troll when everyone was attending the dinner..."

"So you went?" Professor McGonagall became angry when she mentioned the troll. She said coldly: "That's great, a first-year freshman! Go and duel with the troll!" She took a deep breath to adjust her mood: "Okay...

…This has passed, let’s not mention it for now, but what next? What kind of magic did you learn from Professor Quirrell?”

What kind of magic can allow a little wizard to kill a giant monster head-on? Only evil black magic can achieve such an effect. Professor McGonagall is very concerned about this, because black magic can distort people's minds, and a little wizard uses black magic to achieve such an effect.

Magic...

Immediately afterwards, Professor McGonagall saw DeWitt showing a proud and innocent smile, and heard DeWitt say: "It's the levitation spell! I just learned the levitation spell in Charms class today!"

1: There is an ability in "Divinity Original Sin". The higher the telekinesis, the greater the weight of the movable object. This extends to a genre of hitting people with boxes to kill them instantly. However, I didn't try it when I was playing.

I saw someone playing like this on the Internet. If I put it here, it would be similar to telekinesis in super powers, which can control objects or something.