This Hogwarts is not normal

The Traceless Stretch Spell has two prerequisites for use.

One is to have a precise understanding of space.

The other is more delicate mana manipulation.

When Vincent shaped his super power, he had actually barely reached the threshold.

"Your chest is made of mithril, so the consequences of failure will not be too severe."

Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand and pointed it into the large air in front of him.

As if being compressed, a translucent fist-sized dot soon appeared.

"Use mana to expand its internal volume as much as possible, so that they can all be folded into the original space."

The light blue light from the Elder Wand continued to flow into this small dot.

"When you can completely master this technique, you can probably try apparation."

"Oh." Vincent pointed his wand at the suitcase with a suspicious look on his face.

It would be quite choking to open up the internal space of stable objects, but it would probably take two or three years to open up the unstable air.

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Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, covering his entire body in a translucent film.

"You can drive-"

A violent explosion sounded.

Vincent, who flew about ten feet away, sat on the ground blankly.

Just now he poured all his magic into it, and then the whole suitcase exploded.

Dumbledore came to him and stretched out his hand, "I almost forgot, you have to open some fulcrums first, otherwise the unstable space will collapse."

If it weren't for the sake of the magic film, Vincent would dare to point at his big crooked nose and spit out the fragrance.

"Professor, can I swear?"

"No, you have to learn to restrain yourself."

He endures!

Gather the liquid mithril that is gradually filling the ground, and start the second time.

The eight fulcrums of the cuboid are first opened, and then filled with mana little by little.

"I succeeded!" Vincent put the super powerful weapon upright into the suitcase and took it out.

It seems quite simple to expand the volume by more than doubling at one time and create a space for raising a fire dragon.

"Every time a new space is nested, the original space will suffer some unstable consequences."

Dumbledore raised his hand to signal him to do it again.

The third time the result was also very smooth.

But Vincent noticed that the two spaces were connected, and there seemed to be some mysterious force that kept separating the two.

In about a year, they will completely separate and form two independent spaces.

"Professor, you must have a solution, right?"

"Of course." Dumbledore glanced around, "It's almost 5 a.m., are you sure you can still hold on?"

"I have so much energy now that I can have another day!"

He pursed his lips and said, "But I can't stand it anymore."

The old man is over a hundred years old, and he really doesn't seem like someone who can stay up all night.

"Okay." Vincent curled his lips, "Then wait until our outing is over."

If there were no accidents, Snape should have almost "trained" Harry by now.

It can't really turn into ashes, Dumbledore has to appear at the critical moment.

"Professor, I'm really leaving."

Dumbledore smiled as he watched Vincent walk away holding up "The Tales of Beedle the Bard".

He seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

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Earlier.

Harry will never forget the scene when he woke up just now in his life.

One, two, three, five, six, seven, eight,

There were a total of eight big eyes attached to his face, which scared him so much that he almost fainted again.

"Click, click, click—"

Unable to move his hands and feet, he turned his stiff neck and saw the densely packed Acromantulas through the faint light.

Cave lair, intensive fear.

I'm completely numb now!

"You're finally awake, Harry Potter—"

The Acromantula in front of him was suddenly thrown behind.

Voldemort, disguised as Snape, stepped forward gracefully and said, "I'm sorry for letting some unimportant people disturb us."

His posture and expression were quite polite, but now all Harry could think of was the word "pervert".

Who would talk and laugh in front of their enemies?

"What happened just now!"

Snape laughed heartily, "That little bastard Wayne is dead."

Harry excitedly tried to break free from the shackles of the spider silk, "Impossible! He has defeated you before!"

"This is impossible."

The alder wand in Snape's hand fell towards the spider silk from the air, "Without Dumbledore, he would have died that night."

"Liar!" Harry rushed forward and hit a translucent barrier with his fist.

"Angry, a very beautiful emotion."

"You just said some, who else!"

"A pair of red-haired twins, a small girl-"

Punch after punch, the barrier continued to ripple.

"You deserve to die!" Harry seemed to be working tirelessly as he frantically attacked this defensive spell that was similar to the Iron Armor Curse.

"Weak—" Snape's eyes were full of contempt, "Muggle's attack methods will not work on me."

"Vincent can!" Harry bumped his forehead hard, "You're afraid of him, you despicable person!"

"This is the highest compliment you can give me." Snape suddenly removed the barrier and looked directly into his beautiful big green eyes.

"Especially your compliments, Harry Potter."

The alder wand was pointed again, and Harry fell limply to the ground.

"Click, click, click—" the Acromantula's big claws were swinging excitedly.

It takes no effort to get there even though you have worn iron shoes to find it!

If the old one can't beat him, the young one should be able to speak, right?

But whenever they get close to each other, they are always thrown far away for no reason.

"Tremble, fear!"

Snape raised his hand and picked up two more, "We have a lot of time, and no one will come to disturb us again."

The Acromantulas were not stupid. After a few minutes of rushing, they all settled on the other side of the cave.

Harry was so frightened that his mind went blank.

With his body free again, his eyes were still locked on the bald face.

"Hate - this is the most beautiful emotion in the world."

Snape threw his wand away, "Tell me, do you really think you can defeat me?"

"I can!" Harry sat up shakily, his right hand reaching for the wand even trembling.

"Come on, Harry Potter!" Snape showed an extremely ferocious smile.

The green light on the tip of the alder wand shone on Harry's face, making him feel as cold as falling into an ice pool.

This is the killing curse,

The unforgivable curse that killed his parents.

The moment before he was swallowed by fear, a spell suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Except you——"

"Expelliarmus!"

Snape's speed was even better.

Harry stared blankly at his empty right hand.

Voldemort across from him seemed to be taking advantage of him, playing with his fragile and sensitive nerves over and over again.

"Goodbye, Harry Potter—"

The next second, the entire cave was illuminated by green light.

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