Spell Players at Hogwarts

What is the memory of the castle?

A dungeon that never sees the light of day?Scattered broken spears?Or is it the evil dragon entrenched outside the castle?

Of course, although Hogwarts has a dungeon, Hogwarts people never use spears. As for the giant dragon entrenched, it seems that a professor actually raised a dragon in the castle hundreds of years ago.

Although these little cuties are powerful, it is obvious that an adult fire dragon cannot survive hundreds of years.

In addition to the above-mentioned products with great characteristics of the times, in addition to knowledge and the ancient castle, the greatest guarantee for Hogwarts is that Mr. Gryffindor and Ms. Ravenclaw worked together to cover the entire castle and continue it. Thousands of years of magic, Shidun takes action!

Then the problem is coming.

The castle is always just a carrier of Hogwarts. Hogwarts is a magic school. When the school was first established, the intentions of the four founders were very clear.

Maintain the inheritance of magic and protect young wizards from being persecuted.

So from a literal meaning, Hogwarts will provide protection to its students at the appropriate time, and now, I am just using some... replicas of the castle protection magic. In a fundamental sense, this does not There is no violation of the original intention of the castle's protective magic.

Presumably, after the great Mr. Godric Gryffindor created the statues in the castle, these activated armors produced by alchemy were spread across all floors of the castle, right?

Otherwise, Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw would let Gryffindor do what she wanted?

According to rumors, Gryffindor's attributes are also very special.

How could a lick that had been hidden for thousands of years...well, a loyal fan, be messing around in the castle that Ms. Ravenclaw loved?

"I'm really grateful to the two founders for their dedication. Also, Cedric, are you really going to do this just to watch?"

Lynch struggled to put down an armor that wanted to escape.

It seems that after thousands of years, these armors have forgotten their mission. When the students at Hogwarts encountered a major crisis, they were not even willing to help. This is really...

"Let me take off!"

Lynch pointed his wand at the disobedient armor, and along with a less-than-standard spell, Lynch's handy floating spell successfully acted on the armor.

Armor's bad character!

In mid-air, because it lost its support, the armor, which could only burst out with physical attacks, shook its joints helplessly.

"Give me a break!"

Lin Qi raised the armor high, and then slammed it down on the ground. With a clanking sound, parts of the armor that lacked internal support were scattered all over the floor.

"cool!"

Cedric silently gave a thumbs up. If Lynch had dealt with Marcus like this, wouldn't it be...

Suddenly, Cedric was reluctant to think about it. Cedric felt that he was being used as a gunman, but due to Lynch's status as a non-enrollment student, Cedric could not find evidence.

"Get up!"

Cedric waved his wand, but the armor in front of him, which was about to run into the distance, remained unmoved.

Well, this type of spell is indeed not standard.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

armor:? ? ?

Silver light flashed past, and then the armor continued to run wildly into the distance.

Cedric: (￣ー￣)

"No, this is unscientific...this is not magic!"

Cedric glanced at his wand suspiciously, and at the same time, a long sword with silver light quickly chased towards the armor.

boom!

The long sword was inserted along the gap of the joint, and the armor who had not run out ten meters also knelt on the ground.

"Huh, luckily I didn't run far!" Lin Qi patted his chest. In just a moment, the four armors standing around him seemed to have abandoned their compatriots.

So, you expect this thing to protect Hogwarts?

What's the difference between this and joking?

Lynch ran two steps quickly, and then placed one foot on the armored guard's breastplate.

"Do it yourself or let me help you!"

The red lines on Lynch's wand emit unstable light, and the properties of the dogwood wood amplify the originally quiet magic infinitely.

However, in fact, silent deterrence is far less effective than restless threats, at least for now.

Whoa!

The silver armor didn't hold on for even a second. If it didn't disintegrate, the armored brothers doubted whether they would be blown up by the little wizard in front of them.

Although theoretically a young wizard of this size should not be able to master the blasting spell, seeing the miserable state of his colleagues...

Normally, the most naughty children can do is scribble and write, which are things that Armor cannot understand.

But it flew up to the sky and then scattered all over the ground... Even with the warmth of the castle, isn't it so difficult to keep it intact?

As a piece of armor, isn't it just for people to wear it from the moment it is made?

"Ok, done!" Lynch waved to Cedric, who was ten meters away, "You put that one on, it wants to assemble it and run away now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the armor that was still making small movements suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Cedric: (￣ー￣)

"It's just a little big, and...how did you get this buckle?"

Lynch put the helmet on his head, but due to the limited field of vision, the huge helmet unconsciously turned in one direction.

"Speaking of which, doesn't this thing put on the armor first and then the helmet?"

Cedric said quietly, lifted up his wizard robe, and then put on his leg armor.

"It seems so."

Lynch took off his helmet with some embarrassment, "No wonder these things have been eliminated. By the way, Cedric, do you know the magic to reduce weight? Also, these armors don't fit well. If you want to shrink them, is it better to use a shrinking spell or deformation? Is the magic more effective?"

……

"Probably pretty much the same."

Cedric silently put the armor on his body.

Fifteen minutes later, at the corner of the corridor on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, two Silver Knights, one tall and one short, quietly poked their heads out.

"Peeves is still there!" Lynch glanced at Peeves, who was guarding the stairs and wandering around. Lynch was not going to comment on this behavior of patrolling monsters.

"Shall we rush there now?"

"Oh, wait, let's exchange." Lin Qi weighed the shield sword in his hand and briefly recalled his experience of subduing armor.

"Listen, we'll rush out together in a minute. When we get within five meters of Peeves, I will use this long sword to knock him down. You should understand by then!"

"What do you want to do?"

"What to do? Of course I'm going to fight him back." Lynch shook the sword in his hand. For a moment, Gandalf's happy Lynch felt that he understood something.

"you sure?"

Cedric paused. Every year, there are several students who want to take revenge on Peeves. Some succeed and some fail, but Lynch has not enrolled yet...

"Follow!"

Lynch was holding a long sword. Due to the size, the shield that was supposed to be held in his hand was put on Lynch's forearm. This also allowed Lynch to free up his hand to hold his wand tightly.

"Rush rush!"

Every boy has a special love for swords, and the fun of charging into battle with a sword and shield like this is a rare and valuable experience for modern wizards.

The two of them kept the same pace. After the blessing of the light body spell, the originally heavy armor did not affect their mobility at all at this moment.

Lin Qi walked swiftly and unknowingly, a faint magic power emanated from Lin Qi's body.

As we all know, emotions have a huge power in blessing magic, and overly excited emotions can also unconsciously mobilize the magic power of the little wizard's body.

"Little fat man, crawl for me!"

Lin Qi howled and used his shield to block the oncoming chalk bullets.

The sound of clanking echoed in the corridor, but even though Peeves threw the chalk with the power of stones, the limited kinetic energy could not shake the two of them at all.

"Ahhhh!"

Cedric shouted excitedly. The primitive charge successfully awakened the potential wildness of the little badger. Thanks to the advantage of long legs, Cedric suddenly surpassed Lynch and waved the long sword in his hand, as if he wanted to block the flying attack with his chops. Here comes the chalk head.

"Xiu'er, look at my sword control skills!"

Lynch pointed his wand, and the long sword in his hand flew out into the air.

The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the cold light of one sword circulates for nineteen weeks...

That, of course, was a joke, but even such an attack was something that an elf without much magical ability had not experienced in a long time.

When was the last time you were struck by a sword?

300 years... or 400 years?

Lynch pointed his sword, and Cedric also followed suit with his sword.

……

"Dumbledore. Do you want to wait any longer?"

In the auditorium, Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually turned cold.

Of course, the anger is not just directed at some little bastard who has forgotten the time. As a principal, the daily bloody evasion is not mentioned for the moment, but the expression on the theater at the opening banquet...

"Ah, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Dumbledore said suddenly, "The two of them will be here soon. What a great performance."

"Play? Dumbledore, if you knew what they were doing, why didn't you let..."

Before Professor McGonagall finished speaking, a clanging sound suddenly sounded outside the auditorium, and the faint cry of Peeves made Mr. Filch turn pale.

"Humph!"

Professor McGonagall snorted coldly, clutched the parchment in her hand and walked across the long table angrily.

With a wave of the magic wand, the door of the auditorium suddenly opened, and the dazzling light illuminated the platform in front of the auditorium. On the platform, two colorful armored warriors commanded two long swords in the air. Opposite the two, a The chubby ghost also had a set of swords and shields stolen from somewhere in his hands, which he was using to resist.

When it comes to swordsmanship, after being an elf at Hogwarts for thousands of years, I, Peeves, have never been afraid of anyone!

"What are you doing?"

The ice-like sound accompanied by the emergence of lights froze the three people at the door of the auditorium in place.

"Mc...Professor McGonagall!"

Peeves screamed out of instinctive fear. Although Peeves likes to play pranks, he has never gone overboard when it comes to the professor.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh..." Under the helmet, Lynch suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"Ha, just some... sword training?"

"So, Mr. Kristoff, is this the reason for you to avoid sorting?" Professor McGonagall took a step forward, the wand in his hand looming.

Boom!

After two noises, Peeves tried to get through the walls of Hogwarts.

"Did I allow you to leave?"

Professor McGonagall said coldly, and with a wave of her wand, the wall that could still be integrated into suddenly became extremely hard, and the half of Peeves' body that had penetrated suddenly stopped.

"Reflect on it well here."

"As for you two, come in!" Professor McGonagall said coldly, and the two people standing at the bottom of the steps also walked up tremblingly.

"Have we violated any school rules?" Cedric said uncertainly. What he did today was more serious than the violations he had done in the past year...

Wait, did you really violate school rules last year?

Whoa whoa whoa!

The armor made a harsh friction sound under the light of the auditorium, and two minutes ago Cedric felt extremely happy.

Chilling!

As an excellent student at Hogwarts, what made you become like this?

It was obviously just a simple breakout, why did it turn into... a chase and a fight in the blink of an eye?

And why do you still keep walking forward?

Is it possible that I have to stand here like this during the dinner?

"Mr. Cedric, I hope you can show up in my office voluntarily tomorrow night." Professor McGonagall said coldly, "Also, after the freshman banquet is over, I hope you two can put these two things together." The armor must be restored and cleaned, no magic is allowed!"

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Cedric's voice was very depressed, so he had received so many confinements at the beginning of the school year. Was this really what he wanted?

Following Professor McGonagall's impatient wave, Cedric held his long sword and squeezed dejectedly onto Hufflepuff's long table under the envious eyes of the little badgers.

"So, Mr. Lynch Christopher, can we be sorted now, or do you have any special talents to show off? Fight ghosts with a long sword? Or send yourself to the sky?"

Lin Qi swallowed quietly, but even through the helmet, the majestic gaze of the older cat girl still made Lin Qi feel uncomfortable.

"Any time, Professor McGonagall."

"Then why don't you take that stupid helmet off?"

"Pick it now, pick it now!"

Lin Qi quickly pulled off the helmet, and then, the bird's nest-like hair fell on the back of his head, and a long white and clean face was exposed to everyone's eyes.

"It's Tom, classmate Tom Riddle!" Marietta said slightly excitedly, and the whistles of the Weasley twins on the Gryffindor table became extremely loud.

The entire auditorium was filled with warm applause as if welcoming a hero in triumph. Except for the Slytherin table, which was a little quiet, he managed to blend into the crowd under the leadership of a certain little lick.

"Ah this..."