Casting spells

The first week of the new semester has passed without knowing it. Whether it is a first-year freshman who has just stepped into the school and is interested in everything, or an old student who has been studying at Hogwarts for at least a year, they are gradually integrated into the tense atmosphere. study and life.

Not much has changed except that this term the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts has switched from the acclaimed Lupine to Barty Crouch Jr. disguised as Alastor Moody.

Of course, as the most mediocre and inconspicuous boy in the fourth grade, Ron was sitting alone in the common room, watching his best friend Harry Potter in the distance with complicated eyes, And next to him is the beautiful and lovely girlfriend Zhang Qiu, full of envy and jealousy in his heart.

As the youngest son of the Weasley family, a boy who grew up under tremendous pressure, he has been a standard ugly duckling since he was a child. Whether it's the clothes, daily necessities, textbooks, and utensils on the body, they are all old.

Although he understands that to feed so many children, it is impossible for parents to have so much money to provide the best for each child, but under this kind of unequal treatment day after day, the dissatisfaction that has been squeezed in his heart has long been bursting out hovering on the edge.

Especially after going to school and getting acquainted with the famous Harry Potter, he felt more and more like an inconspicuous star next to the sun compared to him.

Almost every time something happens, the first thing others want is always the "savior", while I am the follower of the hero in the adventure story, the kind of small character who can't even remember the name after reading the whole story.

Look at the great Harry Potter again. Not only was he born with a huge reputation that most wizards can't get in their lifetime, but his parents left a lot of property to spend freely. Even the principal Albus Dumbledore looked at it differently.

Since the events of the last few months of last semester caused the three friends to drift apart, Ron quickly realized that he had been in two worlds with Harry Potter from the beginning, and he also did not exist at all. The so-called friendship is just that he himself wants to use the halo of the savior to get more extra attention.

But now, it's all over.

Harry Potter personally killed the enemy who betrayed his parents, turned against Dumbledore and took another path, and became stronger almost every once in a while.

Even many professors believed that with his current strength, even if he was attacked by one or two Death Eaters, he wouldn't be in too much danger.

In contrast, the admiration and admiration from classmates seems to be less important.

"Damn it! Why wasn't I the savior!"

Ron Weasley clenched his fists tightly and roared loudly in his heart. Strong jealousy and bitter taste filled his brain and every nerve.

Just when he was about to get up and go to the toilet to wash his face with cold water to calm down, he suddenly heard a cry of exclamation from the common room, looked up, and it turned out that Hermione Granger was holding a stack of thick books from the Walked in outside.

Many boys who are in the state of excess secretion of Ermeng tried to go up to court to win favor, but all of them were ruthlessly rejected without exception.

With potential blood drawn, she looks like she's transformed from an ugly duckling to a swan, causing a ruckus wherever she goes.

"Good morning!" The girl greeted casually as she sat down on the seat next to her.

"Uh--good morning! You are so beautiful today!" Ron hurriedly stammered in response to conceal his inner inferiority complex and panic.

"Thank you! But I would like to hear this sentence come from another person." Hermione held her chin, her mouth slightly turned up, showing a happy look that only girls in love can have.

"Who are you referring to?" Ron tried cautiously, suppressing the burning fire of jealousy in his heart.

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily: "Sorry, keep it secret, I won't tell you."

After all, the girl opened a notebook full of experimental records, lowered her head and started to work.

On the third day of school, she had already visited Zhang Cheng's temporary laboratory in the castle, and finally understood what the nature and changes of magical energy were, and it was not just a purely incomprehensible use like ordinary wizards. By.

For her, those profound knowledge and complex changes are almost equivalent to opening the door to a new world, and she is full of energy.

"Okay! Good luck!"

Ron shrugged his shoulders pretending to be inadvertent, stood up and quickly walked into the men's toilet at the end of the corridor, turned on the faucet and poured cold water on his face, then stared at himself in the mirror while panting heavily.

For some reason, he seemed to feel a force emerging from his body, and his eyes glowed with a pale yellow light from time to time.

Just when he thought that he was so angry that he was hallucinating, his heart beat violently, and then all the jealousy, unwillingness, and anger were transformed into strength and vented out like a flood.

hair!skin!hands!feet...

Almost every part of his body is undergoing drastic changes, eventually turning into a figure covered in red scales that looks like a demon in a fairy tale, and even his breath emits flames and a strong smell of sulfur.

"I... what's wrong with me?!" The boy looked at his changed appearance with surprise, and fell into a strong panic involuntarily.

There is no way not to panic!

You must know that the Weasley family has no history of Animagus, not to mention that even Animagus's usual form is an animal, not this demonic posture.

But as the saying goes, accidents are always accompanied by misfortunes.

Before Ron could figure out what was going on with the change on his body, a junior boy who accidentally broke in found him and screamed piercingly.

"Ah!!!!!!!!! It's... a monster! There's a monster here!"

"Damn it! Shut up! Don't make a sound!"

In desperation, Ron subconsciously stretched out his thick arms and pushed the other party.

But who knew, the force of this push was far beyond his imagination, the boy flew straight into the air and slammed into the wall behind him, spouting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then passed out.

"Oh—no! No! No! I didn't mean to! I gotta get out of here! I can't let anyone see!"

Panicked, he didn't care about anything else, smashed the toilet glass, rushed towards the Forbidden Forest, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

By chance, Zhang Cheng, who was standing in front of the window, saw the flashing red figure, and couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth and muttering to himself: "Aha! Another mutant! I hope this one won't die too soon..."

Chapter 766 Rat

run!

Run like hell!

Ron felt as if he would never get tired and had almost unlimited physical strength.

However, this state did not last long. When he ran to a small stream, he suddenly felt that all the power that had just emerged suddenly disappeared, and his whole body returned to its original state. He fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, mouth He gasped heavily.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"

Looking at his usual face in the water, the boy felt like he had a dream, a terrible nightmare.

Just when he drank a few sips of water and struggled to get up and return to school, he suddenly found a black figure standing behind him without knowing when.

Before he had time to react, a strong sense of dizziness swept over him, and he lost consciousness immediately after his eyes went black.

Obviously, Soi Ying was none other than Zhang Cheng who followed him.

I saw him circle around Ron, whose pupils were dilated, and stood motionless like a puppet. After turning around twice, he said to himself in a playful tone: "Interesting little white mouse, let me take a look at it." What happened to you..."

next second...

He put his left hand on the opponent's shoulder, and directly cast the teleportation spell to return to the secret room under the castle.

Since the soul in Voldemort's diary was not fully resurrected in Harry Potter's second year, the Slytherin secret room where the basilisk was imprisoned was not exposed, but was transformed into a well-equipped laboratory.

And the basilisk guarding the door itself is the most perfect guard.

"Great master, your most loyal servant, Dobby, is at your service." The house elf who was in charge of daily cleaning and maintenance hurried up and bowed deeply with one hand on her chest.