Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

This class of feeding snails was really enjoyable. This cute little creature not only occasionally pricks the students who take care of him, but also explodes its tail from time to time. Of course, if you haven’t fed it for a long time, It's not out of the question to stare at your fingers and suck a little blood.

After class, walking on the soft grass, Lilian's crimson pupils were full of teased anger, "This kind of animal deserves to be called a magical species? Not to mention that it has no effect at all, and it even stung me several times in a row." , if Hagrid continues to get them out in the next class, I will resolutely quit."

"I have long said that this stupid guy is unreliable. When Dumbledore asked him to be the teacher of this class, I felt that the school was about to end. If a woodland ranger was to be the teacher, could it be that no one could be found? Is it?" Malfoy said in a voice that he had known earlier, with contempt on his face.

"Actually, this snail may have some effect. The big event that Hagrid said, recently, only the triwizard competition is going to be held in the school, so the snail is likely to be used as a set point in the competition. ” Augustus said lightly.

Malfoy suddenly realized, "It turns out that this is the case. This kind of creature that is only aggressive is really good if it is placed in a competition. Even so, since the school has assigned him a task, he can cultivate it by himself. Why do we have to let us Follow along and take care of these disgusting things."

"If it is really the level setting of the Triwizard Hegemony, Hagrid puts them in the classroom, so that Hogwarts students can familiarize themselves with the habits of this creature in advance. In this way, the Hogwarts warriors will have a large Advantage, this kind of cheating in advance is actually quite common." Lilian pondered.

At ten o'clock at noon, the three of them came to the foyer, which was crowded with people waiting in line to eat.Malfoy was holding a newspaper and was reading it with great interest, when he suddenly saw the Harry trio not far away, and Draco's gray-blue eyes had a playful look.

"Weasley! Hello, Weasley!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione turned to look.

"What?" Ron asked angrily.

"Your dad's in the papers, Weasley!" said Malfoy - waving a copy of the Daily Prophet, speaking loudly so everyone in the hall could hear, " Listen to this!"

It seems the Ministry of Magic's troubles are not over yet, writes our special correspondent Rita Skeeter.The Ministry of Magic has been under fire recently for failing to effectively maintain order at the Quidditch World Cup and for still failing to explain the disappearance of one of its witching officials.The Ministry of Magic was thrown into a new embarrassment yesterday by the bizarre behavior of Arnold Weasley of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division.

Malfoy looked up.

"Come to think of it, Weasley, they didn't even get your father's name right. He's pretty much a nobody, isn't he?" he exclaimed gleefully.

Lilian shook her head helplessly, and tried to stand as far away as possible. This Malfoy, who was excited when he saw Harry, was simply too childish.

"There's another picture, Weasley!" said Malfoy, turning the newspaper over and holding it up. "A picture of your parents standing in front of your house—you call this a house, too." If your mother could lose a little weight, she'd look about right, wouldn't she?"

Ron was shaking with anger.Everyone in the hall looked at him.

"And your mother, Malfoy?" said Harry—he and Hermione grabbed Ron by the back of his robes to keep him from leaping at Malfoy—"look at that look on her face, like She's got shit under her nose! Does she always look that way, or is it because she's with you?"

Malfoy's eyes gradually turned cold, "Do you know what you're talking about? Insulting a Malfoy? Courting death?"

A half-moon-shaped blue wind blade flew by, and before Harry could react, a shallow wound was shaved on the right side of his face.

"Oh, don't do that, boy!"

Harry turned sharply to see Professor Moody limping down the marble stairs.With his wand in hand, he pointed at a snow-white ferret, which was shivering on the flagstone floor where Malfoy had been standing.

There was an eerie silence in the hall.Augustus looked at Moody blankly, walked up to Malfoy, glanced at the ferret lying on the ground, and said indifferently, "Who gave you the right to cast Transfiguration on a student."

Moody looked at Malfoy who had turned into a ferret with rolling eyes, with an indistinct hatred on his ugly face, "The one standing here is your professor who wants to punish a student , do you need any rights? What's more, taking the initiative to attack others, such a dirty and low-level method, really deserves to die."

After he finished speaking, Moody began to limp towards the ferret who was still on the ground. The ferret gave a cry of terror and was about to hide behind Augustus.

"I don't believe in this evil!" Moody roared, and pointed his wand at the ferret again. Augustus' face gradually turned cold, a red light hit the gray light flying from Moody's wand head-on, and there was a slight click. The explosion sounded and echoed in the hall.

"Very good, are you the heir of the Julius family? You pretentious pure-bloods have always been in collusion and fighting against dissidents. Today, I don't believe it. As a professor, I can't teach you a lesson?" Moody sneered With a sound, the wand pointed directly at Augustus.

"Shenfeng Wuying!" A transparent torrent flew out, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the faces of the surrounding Slytherin students were pale. Such a deadly magic is just to teach students a lesson?

Augustus's face remained calm, and he waved his wand leisurely. A wall of incandescent flames rose from the ground and stood across. Can't afford the slightest ripple.

Moody's magic eyes glanced at the pure white wall of flames, and his wand pointed to the stone table outside the hall, "Wenka, Viosa!" The stone table lifted into the air, and the next second, the huge stone table was like a cannonball Directly shot towards Augustus.

With a light finger of the magic wand, the stone table in the air suddenly stopped in mid-air. An invisible giant hand held the entire huge gray stone table. A layer of crystal clear frost gradually formed outside the stone table. With a loud bang, the stone table The table fell to the ground.

Shaking his head boredly, "Your combat thinking is too narrow, and your magical attainments are limited to the existing system. In the end, it is only at the current level. You should think more about how to get out of the simple spell system. Come out, create your own magic way, and in addition, there are too many flaws in things like deformation, so it’s better to use them sparingly.”

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