Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Autumn comes quietly before you can catch it. In late autumn and October, the golden shadows are beautiful and the fire in June is cool. The cool season means more frequent gatherings and trials.The meeting time changed from evening to after eight o'clock, and this time period was generally after Quidditch training was over.

"Bright Shock," holding the wand, Hermione's lovely face showed a trace of holiness, a pure bright rose pattern, light and shadow imprinted on Parvati's body, interrupting the casting of the next spell.

"Stop it!" Parvati threw her wand on the training rug in the Response Room, and leaned against the bookshelf with her lips pursed, "The timing is so accurate every time, Hermione, when can I put water? How about you?" Tell us how to practice with you!"

The few people around who were dueling showed obvious jokes. As long as they were in the same group as Hermione, they would either be beaten to lose confidence or lose their temper.Although Hermione is a practitioner of light magic, after long-term training, she can almost roughly grasp the spell-casting movements and spell-casting gaps of each group of practitioners. In this way, during the duel process, what kind of spells will be read in the next moment? Skill casters can fully understand that this kind of practice will only be a one-sided situation.

Putting away her wand, she helplessly straightened her collar. Hermione shook her head and said, "Since it's practice, of course you have to be responsible to yourself and your opponent. If you just keep letting the water go, there's no way you'll make any progress."

A wisp of silver smoke emerged from the wand of Autumn, binding Luna who had just cast the fountain spell, "activating the rope body," is the most difficult skill for any arcane magic apprentice to master.

"That's right," Qiu nodded happily, looking at Luna who was tightly tied up happily, and said with a smile, "I finally beat you once."

Seriously, Harry dodged the long wooden branches that shrank from time to time in mid-air, and while Ron controlled the gap, he began to cast the metal cage.It's a pity that Ron has seen this trick with Harry too many times. It just so happens that this skill takes too long to cast. Just by watching Harry raise his hand, he already knows where to hide is the right direction.Walking lazily to the side, on the left of Ron, a steel cage suddenly fell in mid-air.

"Haha, Potter, your skills are really useless. Even Weasley knows how to dodge it. I really look forward to some idiot being trapped by this kind of thing." Malfoy comfortably released the wind wall to block Na Wei's water blade, while contemptuously said.

Harry didn't care about Malfoy's taunt at all, he collected his mind and prepared to communicate with the magic net, connect with the golden element, and cast the next spell.

Augustus smiled lightly. In three months, almost everyone has made great progress. Although there are great individual differences, in general, everyone is working hard to learn elemental magic.In fact, to Augustus, talent is not very important. The way of magic, how far a person can go, is often related to hard work.These students are all the seeds of a group of magical planes. In the future, Augustus is quite looking forward to whether this plane can reproduce the magic scene of the central plane.For a legendary mage, spreading the way of magic to the three thousand planes and restoring the prosperity of the ancient times may be a goal that requires long-term efforts.

The door to the Room of Requirement opens and closes again.Harry turned his head to see who had come in, but there seemed to be no one at the door.After a while, he noticed that the few people near the door were silent.

Then he felt something tug on his robes around his knees.Looking down, he was surprised to see Dobby the house-elf staring up at him, with his usual eight woolen hats on his head.

"Dobby?" Putting away his wand, he looked towards Augustus, then turned to look at the house-elf, "how—what happened to you?"

The elf's eyes were wide open in horror, and he was still shaking.Augustus approached Harry in surprise, and the members of the Julius Army in the room stopped their magic practice and turned to stare at Dobby.

"Harry Potter, Mr. Augustus," shrieked the elf, trembling all over, "Mr. Augustus, ?? Dobby came to tell you?? But the house-elves were warned not to ??"

He rushed headlong towards the wall.Harry tried to catch Dobby, and Augustus gave his wand a slight nudge, and Dobby hit the air with his hat, only to be bounced back.

Several girls discussed in low voices with both fear and sympathy.

"What's the matter, Dobby." Augustus held the elf's slender arm solemnly, and said seriously, "In the name of the Julius family, I allow you to tell the whole story."

There was a hint of luck in Dobby's big terrified eyes, he covered his mouth with his hands, and said with difficulty, "Uh, Investigator Umbridge." After speaking, he bent over in fear and was about to hit the ground.

Augustus raised the elf to stop its action.The eyes facing it asked calmly, "You mean, she discovered our organization? Know about it? Of course, since you are in such a hurry, that is to say, now that she has evidence, she wants to come directly?"

Dobby let out a wail and began pounding hard on the floor with his bare feet. "Yes, Mr. Augustus, yes!"

Augustus straightened up, sighed slightly, and glanced at the frightened people, who were staring at the elf who was thumping desperately. "Umbridge doesn't have many helpers in school, so you go back directly, and I'll take care of this matter."

Looking at the student who was still looking at him, Augustus waved impatiently, "Go, what are you waiting for!"

A few students tentatively walked towards the door, but most of them still stood where they were.

"Now, go back immediately. It's useless for you to stay here, it's just to give her an excuse. I've said it all, and I can solve this matter." Augustus put on a more impatient tone, and opened the door of the Room of Response Open.

Seeing that Augustus had made up his mind, and that even if they all stayed, it would be useless at all, they rushed from the door and gradually dispersed.

Harry stayed at the end, followed Augustus, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Augustus, I'd better stay. Even if there are witnesses, Umbridge can make excuses later."

Augustus waved his hand and was about to speak when a sweet voice came from the stairs in the corridor, "Caught it! Two"

Umbridge hurried around the far corner, panting, but with a happy smile on her face.