Spell Players at Hogwarts

Ever since the old principal had a mobile phone, Lynch found that he couldn't keep up with Dumbledore's thoughts.

If it were to change in the past, he would take the initiative to talk to Dumbledore, but Dumbledore would be happy to keep him engaged for an entire afternoon.

But this situation changed after Dumbledore took the lead in taking away two Discovery Edition mobile phones. At first, Lynch's inquiry could get a lengthy response, but now Dumbledore's communication ability has undergone an astonishing change. degradation.

This has to make people think deeply. Could it be that in addition to himself and Harry, Dumbledore has a new favorite cub?

This... this is not magic.

People are like this, they will always be in turmoil if they don't get it, but when it comes to Lynch, the element of dissatisfaction is mostly there.

So, why use emoticons when things can be described in words?

Still smiling cat head?

Lin Qi clutched her cell phone and became more and more angry as she thought about it, and then drank a large glass of lemonade in one breath.

I can't go back home, but London is so cold in August?

"Get up, Happy. Stop lying here. Look at your belly. It's like a ball. I'll let Miko cut off your late night snack when you get back."

Lynch said viciously, but Happy, who seemed to be dead, just lay in the hall and flicked his tail lazily.

"Look, the little boss is competing with Happy again."

"I can't help the little boss, so what are you betting on?"

"If you're short of galleons, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush."

"Hey, how good is this..."

"Nine out and thirteen back, no need to talk about anything else!" A wizard said these heart-warming words coldly, and in an instant, a different kind of breath filled the air.

"You have changed into Sherlock, even though you called me Little Kaikai last night."

Lynch: "?"

Looking at two wizards who could tie their beards into a knot, he really couldn't understand things like culture.

That damn... keen hearing!

Lin Qi did not dare to stay for a second, for fear that if he continued to listen, he would not be able to help but do something to bully customers and smear the image of Tmall Tavern.

However, a few people also noticed this scene. The wizards who had become members of the wizard forum took out their mobile phones and took pictures of something, which made Lynch worried.

It's time to establish a qualified network inspection department.

"Today is another bad day." Lynch hurriedly posted on Weibo, actively blocked Dumbledore and other irrelevant people, and then stared at the screen closely.

After a while, a netizen with the avatar of an innocent little girl posted a comment below.

"What happened, brother Lynch?"

Lynch suddenly felt energetic.

"It's nothing. If Gabri would post a selfie, I might feel a lot better. Well, remember to smile brighter."

Lynch responded quickly, and immediately, Gabrielle, the only one to comment, disappeared.

"Sister, tell him to delete the photos of me showing my teeth!"

In faraway France, the elf-like little girl Gabrielle ran towards her older sister. While she was crying, she could vaguely see the hollows next to Gabrielle's white baby teeth.

What does it mean to have missing teeth?

"I will take Gabrielle to Hogwarts as an exchange student later." Lynch was satisfied and deleted the Weibo that had not been replied to for a long time. However, when he looked up, through the huge window of the Tmall Tavern, a group of dark people appeared. The thing lay on the dim window sill like a stain on white paper.

"What the hell, do you still need to recruit two elves?" Lin Qi looked at the window in surprise. Opposite the window was London, which was subject to a Muggle expulsion ward. Without magic, it would be impossible to find the entrance to the Tmall Tavern. of.

"I'll take care of it." Rachel decided immediately, but Brian quickly crossed the hall like a vigorous black panther.

"Boss, it's a black cat."

In less than a minute, Brian was already standing in front of Lynch, holding the scruff of an arm-long kitten.

The little black cat seemed very unconvinced after its fate was strangled. It struggled to separate, as if it was accusing Lynch of Brian's lack of martial ethics.

"Black cat?"

"Yes." Brian frowned. This omen was not good, and this little guy was quite aggressive. "Boss, otherwise I..."

"It doesn't matter." Lynch stopped Brian's inhuman behavior, "Ours is called Tmall Tavern. It's nothing without cats, but..."

Lynch paused, and the wand jumped from the wand holster on his forearm into his hand.

"Well, clean it up!"

Ice blue magic sprayed out from the tip of the wand, and then quickly wrapped the little fur cat that Brian was carrying.

Black stains visible to the naked eye are rolling in the magic, plus small parasitic animals.

"It's a wild cat." Lin Qi breathed. Although he couldn't rule out whether a competitor sent it to disgust him, but what's the point of a Tmall store without a cat?

"Tsk, tsk, you're worse than Happy." Lynch snapped his fingers casually, and under the effect of the disappearing spell, the magic power used for cleaning quickly disappeared, leaving only a dog with fluffy hair and more than a circle of fat. The little thing screamed in the air.

"Meow!"

You humans don’t have martial ethics!

"This little thing is quite energetic and has such hair..."

Rachel looked at Little Fur with some fondness, and just when she was about to reach out, Brian grabbed Rachel's hand.

There was a roar of curses in the tavern, and many of the guys who were distracted took out their Galleons in displeasure.

"Brian, what are you..." Lynch looked at Brian strangely. If chasing girls requires this method...

"It's very powerful." Brian let go of Rachel's hand without any move.

Rachel rolled her eyes nicely, and if it hadn't lasted more than three seconds, she would have believed Brian's story.

"The movements are also very agile. Originally, I wanted to trap him with a barrier spell, but this little guy broke my spell."

"Really?" Lin Qi looked at the little fur cat in surprise. At this moment, the little fur cat was still struggling hard, but this feeling of being unable to use his strength made the cat very uneasy.

"Maybe it has a bit of catnivet blood in it." Rachel snorted disdainfully, which was directed at Brian.

"Isn't this much better than Happy?" Lynch said with a bit of surprise, reaching out and turning the helpless little fur cat over.

"Armor protection!"

Lin Qi thought for a while and then released an iron armor spell. The transparent barrier adhered to Lin Qi's skin as softly as a gauze.

Ah, this damn touch... If you have ever tried touching the air with your hands, you should be able to understand it.

Cough!

There is no kitty that cannot be solved by one sucking. If there is, then suck a few more times.

Happy suddenly woke up from his deep sleep. He seemed to smell an unknown smell. Yes, it was old Trelawney.

……

"To be honest Albus, this thing is very inefficient."

On a gray brick road, Dumbledore, wearing a silver-gray robe, was walking leisurely forward with a Tmall elf in his hand. At the end of the road was a high wall with no top visible, and soft lights illuminated part of the wall. The light spreads into the depths of the night.

And above the Tmall Elf, an old man with white hair is chattering. If you ignore the picture that is stuck in the PPT...

"Ah, I'm sorry, I have restrained my magic power here." Dumbledore switched the video call to voice without caring.

"Wait, you left the country of Yu?" The old man seemed surprised, "What else is there for you to go to in person?"

"There are many, such as the International Confederation of Wizards."

"United Assembly?"

The other party didn't seem to be interested in this title. He sneered as if he was mocking Dumbledore...

"You really are getting better and better with each passing day, Dumbledore."

"I'm old, Gale." Dumbledore sighed, "I can't handle everything, just like Tom."

"That brainless junior?" Gale's tone became even more disdainful, "I told you to kill him a long time ago and you didn't listen. Don't you still have to kill him in the end?"

"He deserves a chance."

"hypocritical!"

After hearing this comment, Dumbledore was not angry and just continued to walk forward, crossing the stone road and passing Muggles one after another.

"I knew something was wrong about that kid, but you and Armando were still fooled around." Gale commented disdainfully, "They said they gave him a chance, but then they pushed him into the gutter. of bugs.”

"This is Tom's own choice, Gale." Dumbledore shook his head, "You know, I didn't intend to force him, so I was wrong, very wrong."

"Haha, you have this tone every time you say this, it really makes me sick." Old Gale vented his dissatisfaction through his voice.

"what about now?"

"what?"

"What are you going to do now?" Gale couldn't help but say, "Don't think that I don't know if you turn off the video. Even through this thing, I can smell the disgusting smell of hair oil."

"Well, you're still as bad at cooking as ever." Dumbledore said nonchalantly, "I didn't do anything."

"You thought I was the little guy who was deceived by you. He thought he was doing a great job, but in the end, you and Nick teamed up to deceive me."

"That's not deception." Dumbledore straightened his expression, "That child's research... some things are inappropriate."

"Yeah, who would have thought that a twelve, no, thirteen-year-old child could progress so quickly."

"Look, Obscurus was controlled, and he even completed the purification of his magic power. What, are you planning to create a Cresden?"

"Lynch is not Cresden." Dumbledore said seriously, "Besides, Lynch himself can develop very well."

"Yes, blood transformation, and alchemy." Gale snorted, "He alone is enough to control the entire Ministry of Magic of the Soviet Union. Who would have thought that a little boy and a tool for making money can do that?" Go to the point of creating a god?"

"There is no god, Gale."

"Of course I know that. I've known it since I got that wand."

"Well, it's very useful." Dumbledore nodded, and a pale wand with a synapse-like growth on it fell into Dumbledore's hand.

"Humph!"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Gale snorted.

"You think I can't beat you?"

"That's the truth. We should respect history, Gale." Dumbledore said leisurely, and waved his right hand holding the wand, and the surrounding environment seemed to have pressed the freeze button.

The blue blade pierced out in the darkness. Behind the blade and behind the red cross-shaped handle, a bunch of guys wearing pure black monk robes were frozen in place.

"Respect history?" Gale sneered, causing Dumbledore to turn down the volume a few decibels.

How to put it in Lynch’s words?

Old headphones are killer.

"If there is a chance, I will ask someone to bring you some fire-fighting herbal tea. It is said to be from the east and the effect is very good."

"Are you planning to fight alone, ah?" Gale broke the news instantly, "Now, come to Nurmengard, I will use your wand, and you use mine. If you are afraid, remove that little freckle. Call me, if I don't bury you two in the ground..."

"Sure enough, being alone can really change a person." Dumbledore shook his head in disgust, and after tapping the phone with his wand, Gale's voice disappeared completely.

"Sorry, an old friend, he's a little irritable right now." Dumbledore waved his wand apologetically, and the surrounding environment regained its vitality. The black-robed monks who had come to stop Dumbledore retreated one after another. In an instant, the gray stone road It's like no one has ever been here.

"Dumbledore? Forgive my men for their recklessness. I didn't know you were coming here. You know that outsiders are generally not welcome here."

"I know, I just came here to ask a few questions." Dumbledore said kindly, and there were two bottomless abyss under his slightly lowered eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dumbledore."

The man in black robe standing in front of Dumbledore couldn't help but take a step back.

"It is not convenient for His Majesty the Pope to see you right now."

"Is that so?" Dumbledore nodded, "But this matter I have here is also very important, so do I really not think about it?"

"This one……"

The figure of the man in black robes became lower and lower, and he took two steps back again, only stopping behind a scorch mark on the stone road.

"Professor Dumbledore, please come back." The man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been saved.

"That's it." Dumbledore nodded, "If that's the case, please help me tell your Majesty the Pope."

"If you have any questions, you can come to me at Hogwarts at any time. After all, we are good friends."

"I took note of Professor Dumbledore." The man bent down, but Dumbledore avoided it without leaving any trace.

"Come on, Fox, it's time for us to rest."

Dumbledore shouted into the night, and in an instant, an extremely handsome phoenix flew out from behind the black-robed man.