Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

Chapter 122

Standing in the center of the wind, Bell looked at the slowly spinning snowball above his head and let out a long sigh of relief.

This is the first time he has cast such a large-scale magic without using a magic wand.

Bell snapped his fingers, and a dozen broomsticks flew out from the dressing room in the distance.

Seeing the flying broomsticks defrosting each other, Bell nodded in satisfaction. As a mature flying broom, how can you not learn to defrost yourself?

“Hermione?”

Bell reached out and shook his hand before the little witch’s eyes. When he was walking this way just now, he noticed that Hermione’s eyes were a little weird. He was standing in front of Hermione now, but Hermione was still staring at him without blinking.

Is it so surprising to use it to cast spells without a rod?

“!?”

Hermione finally recovered, her small face quickly turned red.

‘What was I thinking just now! ’

“No, nothing! Bell, how did you do it!? This is amazing!”

Hermione tried to change the subject.

“Spell without a rod, haven’t you heard of it?”

“Of course I have heard of wandless cast, but according to the book, wandless cast can only cast some simple spells, and the power will be significantly reduced.”

Hermione said that she had read a lot of books, so she didn’t want to lie to her.

“The book was also written by a wizard, Hermione. So the content in the book can only represent the author’s own views and perceptions, not the truth.”

Bell once again tried to correct Hermione’s bad habit of believing books blindly.

“I can be 100% sure that the author of that book must not be as powerful as Professor Dumbledore. And Professor Dumbledore’s skill in casting spells without a wand must be beyond the imagination of that author.”

Hermione nodded seemingly understanding.

Although she does not want to admit, the content of the book she has always believed in may be wrong. But everything that Bell did before has indeed exceeded the Realm described in the book.

Facts speak louder than words, and the little witch has no choice but to admit that Bell still makes a little sense.

For example, the passage of Professor Dumbledore.

“What do we need to do next? Bell.”

Asking like this, Hermione’s eyes couldn’t help but moved back to the stunning scenery before her eyes. The scene of snowflakes dancing is so beautiful!

Bell looked at the little witch whose eyes began to straighten again, and smiled slightly. He took out his own personal terminal, controlled it to float in the air, and recorded the scenery in front of him.

“Next we will do this.”

Bell waved, and a snowball quickly took shape and hit Hermione’s head again.

“Bell!”

“The hair is messed up anyway, isn’t it? So there is no need to worry about that much.”

A few more snowballs slashed across and hit various parts of Hermione.

Hermione was angry. She can’t care about enjoying the beauty. If Bell continues to be so unscrupulous, maybe she will become a snowman.

Hermione knelt down, grabbed a lot of snow, and twisted it into a big snowball. She wants to be ashamed!

Hermione grabbed the snowball and ran forward two steps to take advantage of it, and then smashed the snowball at Bell.

“…”

“What love, uh…”

Seeing the snowball floating in front of her, Hermione was a little crazy.

‘This traitor! Obviously I rubbed you out, but you are flying forward! ’

As soon as the words were spoken, before Hermione could finish expressing her own dissatisfaction, the snowball that had been floating honestly fell into her mouth.

“Bah! Bah! Bell! You shameless!”

Hermione vomited the snow out of her mouth and said dissatisfiedly.

“Where am I fooling?”

“you……”

‘Yeah, where’s Bell fooling around? ’

“You will be beaten if you fall behind, Hermione. Take it!”

Snowballs hit Hermione one after another. The little witch dodged in embarrassment, but Bell’s snowball seemed to have eyes long, and none of them were missed.

In desperation, Hermione took out her own wand and wanted to cast a spell to fight back.

“The obstacle is heavy…”

Another snowball slammed into Hermione’s mouth, interrupting the spell she was about to cast.

“That’s not okay, Hermione. Professor McGonagall stipulated that I can’t use the magic wand. If you use the magic wand to cast a spell now, the monitoring will determine that I violated the rules. I don’t want to accept another confinement punishment, too. Trouble.”

“Bah! Bah! Can’t you change the place and smash it!”

Hermione vomited the snow out of her mouth again, and said frantically.

“Who makes it the easiest and most effective.”

Bell shrugged.

Faced with the constantly smashing snowballs, Hermione tried various methods such as dodge, block, sell cuteness, and beg for mercy, but none of them worked.

Seeing Bell, who was almost lying on the floor rolling around with a belly laugh, Hermione finally couldn’t bear it anymore. She seemed to hear the sound made when the string called ‘Sense’ in her mind was broken.

Hermione put her head in her hands, ignored the snowball, and rushed towards Bell regardless.

The little witch’s ‘savage collision’ was really beyond Bell’s expectation. Seeing Hermione, who was rushing, Bell stood helplessly and was thrown to the ground.

No way, behind Bell is the stand of the auditorium. If he avoided, Hermione would bang her head against the wall.

Not to mention that Bell is not good at healing spells, even if he can’resurrection’, it is impossible to watch Hermione hit the wall.

“Bell of Damn it! Let you smash me! Let you smash me!”

Hermione pressed Bell under her body, grabbed Bell’s cheeks with both hands, and yanked her to the sides.

“Yeah…oh wrong… (I’m sorry…I was wrong…)”

Hermione decisively ignored Bell’s begging for mercy. She can see it clearly, Bell is the kind of typical guy who “admits a mistake and promises to do it again next time”.

I don’t know how long it took, Hermione finally got out of air (or maybe her hand was tired?), letting off Bell.

“Seriously, Bell. What else do we need to do next?”

Hermione sat on the ground, panting, and couldn’t worry about whether it was dirty or not.

In contrast, Bell didn’t blush or breathe, and sat up as soon as he turned over. He snapped his fingers again, and the flying broomsticks who had mastered the automatic defrosting skills lined up and flew back to the lounge.

“You don’t need to do anything. Just wait now. After about 3 hours, all the snow will gather together, and the task will be completed. In fact, if it weren’t for taking care of Professor McGonagall’s Face, no If it’s too soon, I will get it done in 5 minutes.”

Bell stretched and tapped his finger on the ground. A constant-temperature barrier was formed, enclosing the two of them, and then the mud quickly surged, forming two comfortable reclining chairs under and beside Bell.

There is no way, Hermione is so unbelievable. Playing a snowball fight with her was simply abusing food, it didn’t mean anything at all.

So, it’s better to own Little Sister!