Ashes of Hogwarts

After ending his brief trance, Harry hugged the thick tree trunk and began to climb up using his hands and feet.

Professor Losric said that magic is not allowed, but there is no restriction on the use of props.

He trembled and took out a dinner fork from his collar - it was once a dinner fork, but now it has been transformed into two hooks for easy climbing.

Reasonable use of tools is absolutely allowed as long as it does not violate the rules.

This is also what Ash taught the little wizards from the beginning.

But he's not the only smart guy.

There are also other little wizards who have built human ladders to effectively transport their trusted partners to high places.

Looking at the little wizards scrambling for the first place, a childlike smile appeared on Hagrid's rough face.

Immediately afterwards, he began to climb up in a completely unergonomic posture, and at an incredible speed.

When it comes to tree climbing, I, Hagrid, am an expert.

After all, I am also the only archdruid in Hogwarts, someone who chats and laughs happily with the animals in the forest.

Under the Christmas tree, some young wizards who did not participate looked blankly at Hagrid's rapid climb.

"This unscientific."

Hermione said helplessly.

Together with Ron and Draco, she helped Harry stop some young wizards who might threaten him.

"But it's magic, it's magical."

Draco didn't laugh at Hermione's strangeness. After all, some things couldn't be known just by reading books.

At the professor's chair, Ash looked at the professors beside him who had been eager to try but restrained themselves.

"Let's do it, professors. Hagrid is already taking the lead. If we participate, it won't be considered bullying the children."

Before he finished speaking, a tabby cat swooped out with a whoosh.

She was extremely fast, jumping quickly on the little wizard's head, pulling out a brown phantom in the air.

Faced with the pleading looks from the little wizards, Ash could only shrug helplessly.

The moment the ritual is completed, the Animagus is no longer within the scope of magic.

Beside, Snape was slowly arranging his clothes.

He took off his large cloak, leaving only a black wizard's robe. Then he tied the cuffs with a drawstring and tucked the wizard's robe into his belt.

He took out a blue cloak from the traceless stretch bag he carried with him, and with a flick of his hand, the cloak automatically floated in the air.

"Well, we did some in-depth...academic research when Mr. Holmes came last time. This cloak is a commemorative gift he left me."

Snape looked calm, as if it was no big deal at all.

In fact, he reluctantly bought a large bottle of Felicity Elixir, and then reluctantly exchanged it for this weakened version of the magic floating cloak from Holmes.

At this time, Harry had climbed to the middle point of the Christmas tree, and the other little wizards were far behind him.

But Hagrid caught up from behind and was less than a third of the way to the top of the Christmas tree.

What's even more outrageous is that Professor McGonagall actually stopped on his head, squinted her eyes and began to take a nap.

Harry felt so tired.

He felt that his arms began to swell and ache. He had never climbed before and could only climb halfway with his own efforts.

He couldn't help but want to give up.

Professor Losric probably wouldn't be able to achieve his wish anyway.

Despite what Hermione kept saying "You can always trust Lothric."

But Professor Losric is also famous for being unreliable. Ron, the big-headed snowman, is still standing on the snow outside the auditorium.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but glance in Ash's direction.

Then he saw his teacher Snape put on a flirty sky blue cloak, clenched a fist in one hand, squatted down slightly with his legs, and then slowly flew up.

Slowly.

Not much faster than Harry could climb a tree.

"Damn it, Holmes clearly said that this cloak is only slightly slower than his magic floating cloak."

Snape was like a fish struggling in the air due to lack of oxygen, constantly flapping, trying to make his ascent faster.

"Yeah, just a little bit."

Ash made a gesture, and the universe appeared at his fingertips.

"I think you can use freestyle, that should be faster."

He was very considerate and even gave what he thought was the best solution.

Freestyle is definitely the fastest.

At least Ash thinks so since he only knows freestyle.

"Damn it, what you have to do now is not to say sarcastic words from the sidelines, but to give me a hand and let me fly faster."

It was so embarrassing, Snape couldn't imagine what would happen if this scene got out.

Especially with the possibility of Lily being resurrected.

"you sure?"

Ash looked at Snape, who was less than one meter above the ground, with a proud look on his face as if his prey had been caught.

"Of course, let me see King Xin's power."

Before he finished speaking, Snape felt a strong blow to his butt, and then he was spinning out.

Ash kept standing in the position of vigorous ejaculation, and then changed into a very handsome poss.

"How about it, did you get it?"

He looked at the fireproof girl aside.

The latter nodded. In the hidden cuff, an amber photo stone was repeating the scene where Snape was kicked away by Ash.

Unexpectedly, Snape, I bought another one.

Snape, who had turned vertically for countless 360 degrees in the air, finally stopped.

The suspended quality of the simple imitation cloak was not weakened, and he stopped steadily in front of Harry.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Harry swallowed. He had just seen Snape kicked directly in front of him by Professor Losric, and he felt a little unable to accept it at this moment.

"What can I do? Open your mouth kid and drink these potions."

Snape took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his bag, pinched Harry's nose and drank them.

When the potion entered his mouth, it instantly flowed through his limbs and bones, and Harry felt that he was full of strength at this moment.

"come on!"

With a few words, Snape released the suspension of his cloak and fell straight down.

It wasn't until he was almost on the ground that he re-entered the magic power.

With his feet on the ground, Snape straightened his hair that was messed up by the wind.

Phew, this is much more exciting than the jumping machines and roller coasters in the Muggle world that Lily mentioned.

He walked steadily through the crowd of young wizards, leaving behind a cold figure.

It wasn't until he was in the shadow of no one that he started rubbing his butt with a grin on his face.

Hiss, Ash's kick was so harsh, his butt might become four-parted.

"Hehehehe, look who this is, Professor Snape is narcissistically rubbing his butt in the dark place! I'm going to tell everyone the news!"

A sharp voice came from the darkness and soon disappeared.

Snape broke into a cold sweat.

It's bloody Peeves!

Snape now wanted to ask Bloody Baron to kill the demons and silence them.