Ashes of Hogwarts

Sunlight healing is a miracle that works simply.

Instantly restores a large amount of friendly blood in a large area.

Translated into Harry Potter's world view, it is probably a powerful recovery spell that can be used on the human body. In layman's terms, it is not impossible to make life force emerge.

But compared to the indiscriminate targeting of magic, the mysterious power in the world of Dark Souls has a special attribute, which is the self-identification of friendly and enemy forces.

For friends, this is a miracle that can instantly fill up one's state. If there are any minor ailments or pains in the body, they can almost be cured directly. The majestic vitality washes over the wizards in the auditorium, and some will The weak little wizards even screamed out, but they quickly stopped themselves from doing so. They blushed and secretly glanced around for a few times before closing their eyes and starting to feel the changes in their bodies.

But there was one person present who was not so comfortable.

Quirrell, who was automatically judged as an enemy force, looked at everyone with an innocent face. He didn't understand what happened. In his opinion, Ash just released a good-looking magic circle, that's all.

He had to cooperate and show an expression of enjoyment.Although no one will notice him, he is a good actor and can perform a good show even if he doesn't know the script.

Then his brain began to swell and hurt, and he heard his master, Voldemort, roaring at the top of his lungs: "Damn it, go away, go away, stay away from this man."

Unfortunately, although it has no effect on Quirrell's body, the strong vitality is simply poison to Voldemort, who only has his soul left.It felt like an ice cube sprinkled with salt, being heated feverishly by Ash, the sun.

I must kill this man.

Voldemort made up his mind. Just when Quirrell was about to approach his new colleague, he felt something was wrong. Now it seemed that it was indeed the case.This man is not a good person.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Suppressing the stinging pain in his brain, Quirrell silently left the hall from the corner.

Ash never thought that his own sun treatment would have such an effect.If he knew, he would probably laugh at Voldemort for being worse than the sediment of human nature - you are also a soul body, why are you so fragile?

In the hall, Dumbledore clapped his hands cheerfully, "Thanks to Professor Losric's powerful magic, I feel at least 50 years younger and have become a 60-year-old young man." Good-natured laughter rang out in the auditorium.As one of the greatest white wizards in history, almost everyone hopes that he can stay popular for a longer time.

"Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words, that is: Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!"

"thank you all!"

He sat down again and the students started cheering and applauding.

Then it was time for the real dinner.

Everyone has different tastes in food, but Ash's tastes are quite international. To put it simply, he is not picky about food. Especially after not eating in the Dark Souls world for decades, his tastes are more open.

Big chunks of grilled lamb chops, huge turkey, sweet corn, lots of fruit and ice cream.Ash swept the food in front of him like a wind and a cloud.He didn't eat freely after arriving at Hogwarts. One of the reasons was that he was too lazy to bother the house elves. After all, his three meals a day were already very good.

Brother Onion and Miss Fireproof should really come to this dinner party. I wonder if they are used to eating human food.

Hagrid, who was at the end of the professor's chair, was watching with dumbfounded eyes as Ash quickly and neatly shaved off a lamb. For some reason, his appetite that he had planned to restrain suddenly increased, and he started to attack the meat in front of him.

The meat-eating battle between the two made the dining environment in the teachers' seats suddenly become dangerous. The professors smiled and left the table with their portions. Even Snape, who was the most difficult to get along with, also left the seat with a glass of red wine. , leaving this battlefield to these two extremely hungry gluttons.

The teacher's seat episode set off a new wave of excitement at the scene. The little wizards shouted and cheered for the two people on the stage. The Weasley brothers even took out a tablecloth and secretly started betting on who of the two would persist first. live.

The result is obvious. Even a half-giant like Hagrid can't compare to Ash, a guy who has undergone life evolution.

Except for the ghosts who appeared in the middle like a prank to scare the first-year students.

After everyone had eaten and drank, the food on the long table disappeared.

Dumbledore stood up again.

The principal announced a few things. Fair, fair, it’s TN’s...

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First: Freshmen are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest.

Second: Don’t do magic in the corridors between classes.

Third: Quidditch players must register as soon as possible.

Fourth: If you don’t want to die, don’t go to the right corridor on the fourth floor.

Fifth: Starting from tomorrow, Hogwarts will conduct running exercises after the first period every morning. Please make arrangements in advance.

"Finally, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly.Ash found that the smiles of the teachers around him froze again.

Accompanied by the "Funeral March", the Weasley brothers completed their mission and received warm applause from Dumbledore.

"Music." Dumbledore was obviously moved.

Ash decided to arrange for the students to sing "Katyusha" at next year's opening ceremony, which is sure to be a wonderful scene.

After that, the bustling students left the auditorium, and the freshmen from each college were led back to their dormitories by their respective prefects.

And Ash was walking in the corridor with a swaying step.He rarely saw ghosts, and although they were not malicious, Ash's soul burning like primordial fire still made these old residents feel uncomfortable.

This is a matter of compatibility.

At this moment, Quirrell was rolling on the ground in the rest room of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.Staying away from Ash did not ease Voldemort's pain, but he had no choice. Now he couldn't do it even in front of him, let alone kill Ash.

"Now, come to me and find the blood of the unicorn!" The incompetent and furious Voldemort could only bully his own mount.

Fortunately, his situation is not irreversible, but it does require something from his subordinates.

"Listen, this loser Hagrid must have drunk too much. Tonight is the best opportunity. Go ahead and find what I need for me. You will get everything you want by then."

"As...as you command, my master." Voldemort finally ended his torture of Quirrell.The poor Mr. Mount got up from the ground covered in cold sweat.He took out a black robe that could cover his whole body from his seamless stretch bag and put it on himself.Prepare to wait for Hagrid to fall asleep in the middle of the night before setting off for the Forbidden Forest.

He had no idea that Dumbledore would not allow people at Hogwarts to drink in school unless there were special circumstances, especially Hagrid.

And Ash is a special case.

He was now in Hagrid's room, mysteriously taking out a barrel of wine that exuded a warm smell.