Spell Players at Hogwarts

What is the last thing a time traveler should not do at Hogwarts?

……

(Is there anything else you can’t do?)

If I had to choose one, having an intimate conversation with Dumbledore would definitely be the most taboo thing among many bosses.

But the truth is this. When faced with Dumbledore's inexplicable questions, if you can't help but say a few words... there should be no problem, right?

In fact, from the moment Dumbledore appeared here, Lynch no longer worried about the safety of the so-called centaurs.

Just like people are unwilling to do things that they are not sure of. With Dumbledore's damn desire for control and daily control, if the centaurs are dead, even Mr. Tom would not dare to look down on him in person. This prestigious old principal.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Dumbledore responded calmly, but had no intention of taking action.

This also made Lynch's wish to see the old principal cast spells in vain.

I am still five or six Cedrics away from Professor McGonagall, so how many McGonagalls are there between me and Dumbledore?

Lynch's cleverness and strange ideas may be able to bridge the gap between ordinary wizards and elite wizards, but the flexibility of using spells of the third and fourth rings can't compare with those of the ninth ring.

Does it really rely on magic power?

In the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, a fire dyed half of the sky red, and where the fire danced, the leaves grew...

"Okay!" Dumbledore suddenly stood up straight, raised his arm, and in the flames, a Scottish long-tailed turkey with gold trim around its body suddenly appeared in the sky.

The space seemed to condense into a vortex, and the fire snake that was still trying to resist seemed to be spinning and twisting in the undercurrent of the sea, and finally disappeared into Fox's... mouth.

"Principal Dumbledore, do phoenixes feed on fire?"

Looking at Fox who was still burping in the sky and thinking about Happy and Barton, Lynch suddenly felt that his pet didn't seem so fragrant anymore.

Sure enough, food reserves cannot be equated with pets, right? Babies used for combat will be a completely new category. For this, Uncle Scamander is definitely the well-deserved chief trainer.

"Although the flames can replenish the energy of the phoenix, Fox may not like this single feeding method. Speaking of which, Fox still likes to eat Lemon Olaf."

Dumbledore said slowly, then stretched out his arms to let Fawkes fall down safely.

At this moment, Fox obviously had something to say, but looking at his bulging belly and staggering like an old hen, Fox still couldn't reply rigorously.

Fox: tui!

"It turns out that Phoenix likes to eat ice cream." Lynch laughed awkwardly. Regarding Dumbledore's bad taste, Lynch's recognition level was +1.

So, why does Dumbledore have a phoenix?

Lin Qi was puzzled, but he was limited by knowledge and lacked a rich reserve of generals, so he lacked the confidence to even brag.

Just like the twelve ways to use dragon blood, does the wizard really not know how to use dragon blood?

If it were placed in China, there would probably be more than twelve ways to eat it.

Principles are all summarized by people themselves, so no matter how outrageous something is, as long as it happens, there will definitely be an appropriate sophistry.

But this moment is obviously not the time to care about Fox.

After witnessing the power of Phoenix, the evening breeze in the Forbidden Forest is trying to restore the dignity of the harsh winter. With the help of the bright moon, in the valley that originally belonged to the centaurs tribe, the position that was originally used as a sentry tower has now become There was a bare trench.

Lynch's magic effect was surprisingly powerful. In a sense, Lynch helped the centaurs complete the land leveling plan in advance.

Only some black scorch marks remained on the bare earth.

I just don't know if the wooden centaur group can still play the role of plant ashes after being fully burned by the Lihuo Curse.

As the field of vision cleared, looking from south to north, at the end of the field of vision, in the lake that had been evaporated by less than half, pure black bodies emerged from the thawing lake water.

"They can't be resurrected zombies, right? Can centaurs also become reanimated zombies?"

The well-informed Cedric relied on his accumulated brain to make up for his immature understanding, but seeing the presence of the old god Dumbledore, the four little ones who were originally very brave were stunned and no one dared to move.

Counting Dumbledore, five people seemed to be interested in astrology at the same time.

The fire... was set by the wizard. Although the fire was still put out by the wizard, when facing the real owner, even Lin Qi couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After all, when putting out the fire, Lynch never considered how many centaurs were still alive. Although the Shinra Tianzheng extinguished a lot of flames, it was still their wizards who filled the lake and built the land.

Horse people are the masters of suffering.

"Principal Dumbledore, thank you very much for your help."

A dark horseman took the lead in crossing the hot zone of the village.

Hearing the familiar voice, there was no doubt that it was Firenze.

"Ah, Mr. Firenze, I hope I haven't arrived too late." As if he realized that he couldn't see anything, Dumbledore gave up the centaur communication method.

"Mars is still shining brightly tonight, but this is not the end of the centaurs."

"Are you sure?" Lynch couldn't help but ask, "If the stars...may not be that accurate."

Looking at the direction of his magic, if Dumbledore had not appeared, he would have endured the aroma of hunger and fished for those who had not had time to shed their hair in the limited lake water...

Always remember that centaurs are humanoid creatures.

"The starlight has always led the centaurs, and it's not time for the centaurs to leave yet. Although the light of Mars is very bright, it is just a kind of tempering for the centaurs."

Firenze said gently, but there was no trace of indignation at the destruction of his home on his face.

"I want to know what's going on here."

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Important notice: Brother Meng, today I went to ask the editor when it would be put on the shelves, but the site was shut down at night and he came and said it would be put on the shelves tomorrow. In short, it was quite bald.

If there are any brothers who are still watching, no matter which version they are watching, I hope you can place your first order tomorrow.

After all, power generation also requires a reasonable amount of money, and there are no requirements. Outside of regulations, the entire pocket money subsidy can be used to subsidize my more than 100 kilograms.

Valoran still needs me to save it, Randsoul...she is so delicious.

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