This Hogwarts isn't normal.

There are two prerequisites for using the Traceless Extension Spell.

One is to have an accurate understanding of space,

and the other is to have a more delicate manipulation of mana.

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

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

Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand and pointed it at the large area of ​​air in front of him.

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

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

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

"When you can fully master this technique, you can probably try to Apparition."

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

It's hard enough to expand the internal space of a stable object, and it may take two or three years to expand the unstable air.

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

"You can open--"

A violent explosion sounded.

Vincent, who flew out ten feet, sat on the ground in a daze.

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

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

If it weren't for the magic film, Vincent would dare to point at the crooked big nose and spit out foul language.

"Professor, can I swear?"

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

He endured it!

Gathering the liquid mithril that was gradually filling the ground, the second time began.

The eight fulcrums of the rectangle were first opened, and then the magic power was filled in little by little.

"I succeeded! "Vincent put the super-powerful vertically into the suitcase and took it out again.

It seems quite simple to expand the volume more than double at a time to create a space that can raise 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 result of the third time was also smooth.

But Vincent noticed that there seemed to be some mysterious force constantly separating the two connected spaces.

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

"Professor, you must have a way to solve it, right?"

"Of course." Dumbledore glanced around, "It's almost 5 o'clock in the morning, are you sure you can still hold on?"

"I'm full of energy now, I can do it for another day!"

He pouted: "But I can't hold on anymore."

The old man is over a hundred years old, and it's really not like he can stay up all night.

"Okay." Vincent pouted, "Then wait until our outing is over. "

If nothing unexpected happened, Snape should have "trained" Harry well enough by now.

He can't really turn into ash, Dumbledore has to show up at the critical moment.

"Professor, I'm really leaving."

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

He looked in a good mood.

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Earlier.

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

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

A total of eight big eyes stuck to his face, frightened him so much that he almost fainted again.

"Ka Da Ka Da——"

Unable to move his hands and feet, he turned his stiff neck and saw the densely packed eight-eyed giant spiders through the faint light.

Cave nest, intensive fear.

This is completely numb!

"You finally woke up, Harry Potter——"

The eight-eyed giant spider in front of him was suddenly thrown behind.

Voldemort, disguised as Snape, stepped forward gracefully, "I'm sorry to let some insignificant people disturb us. "

His posture and expression were quite polite, but now Harry's mind was filled with the word "pervert".

Who would laugh and chat in front of the enemy?

"What happened just now!"

Snape laughed heartily from the bottom of his heart, "Wayne, the little bastard, is dead."

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

"This is impossible."

Snape's alder wand fell on the spider silk through the air, "Without Dumbledore, he would have died that night."

"Liar!" Harry rushed forward and punched a translucent barrier.

"Anger, a very beautiful emotion."

"What you just said is 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 tireless, madly attacking this defensive magic similar to the Armor Charm.

"Weak--" Snape's eyes were full of contempt, "Muggle's attack method has no effect on me."

"Vincent can!" Harry's forehead hit it hard, "You are afraid of him, you despicable villain!"

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

"Especially your compliments, Harry Potter."

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

"Ka-da-ka-da--" The giant claws of the eight-eyed giant spider swung excitedly.

After searching for a long time, it was easy to get it!

If the old one can't be beaten, the young one should be able to be eaten, right?

But every time they approached, they would always be thrown away inexplicably.

"Tremble, be afraid!"

Snape raised his hand and lifted up two more, "We have plenty of time, no one will come to disturb us."

The eight-eyed giant spiders were not stupid, and they all nestled in the other side of the cave after rushing for a few minutes.

Harry's brain was already blank because of fear.

His body was free again, and his eyes were still locked on the bald face.

"Hatred-this is the most wonderful emotion in the world."

Snape threw his wand over, "Tell me, do you really think you can beat me?"

"I can!" Harry sat up tremblingly, and his right hand that reached for the wand was even shaking.

"Come on, Harry Potter!" Snape showed an extremely hideous 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 pond.

This is the Killing Curse,

the Unforgivable Curse that killed his parents.

In the moment before being swallowed by fear, a spell suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Expelliarmus -"

"Expelliarmus!"

Snape's speed was better.

Harry stared blankly at his empty right hand.

The opposite Voldemort seemed to be having fun with him, playing with his fragile and sensitive little nerves over and over again.

"Goodbye, Harry Potter -"

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

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