Spell Players at Hogwarts

Lynch admired Dumbledore's erudition. As the greatest white magician of our time, he was involved in astronomy and geography.

So Lynch would not be surprised that Dumbledore quoted ancient Eastern sayings.

It is inevitable that something like a drop of water will penetrate a stone, and it will smell a bit strange when it comes from Dumbledore's mouth.

"Is there something wrong with my description?"

"No problem, very powerful!"

Faced with Dumbledore's doubts, Lynch conscientiously made the most correct choice.

It felt like facing Cedric, who aspired to be a door-to-door son-in-law. Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't speak Mandarin.

However, the matter about Professor Trelawney still cast a shadow in Lynch's mind.

You said that Professor Trelawney cheated on a daily basis. This may sound like nothing wrong with her, but to such an extent that she cheats on a daily basis...

It wouldn't be a good idea to win an Academy Award for Best Picture.

But will a virtual game version update really affect the health of an adult witch?

Even when it was said that the Second Generation Eye was buried, Professor Trelawney didn't even give him a blow. Why did he come to Christopher...

Lynch felt that there was something wrong, but Dumbledore didn't say anything, so naturally Lynch couldn't tell.

How could he be just an ordinary third grade wizard?

Lynch naturally wouldn't think that he, a young wizard, could do anything that Dumbledore couldn't do, although he felt guilty about Professor Trelawney.

But feel guilty, after all, it cannot be eaten.

Professor Trelawney regained consciousness an hour later under Madam Pomfrey's treatment.

And about the memory of class...

"Hey, hey, I heard, that's the guy!"

"Who? That?"

"The one called Professor Killer."

"Oh, you're preaching...what happened?"

"Of course, it's big news this time!"

In an unknown corner of Hogwarts, a group of young wizards gathered together to perform the unique skill of sound transmission.

"What big news?"

"You don't know what's going on upstairs. Do you think your phone has just been connected to the Internet?"

"(Cat head draws sword)"

"Professor Killer, of course it has something to do with the professor."

"So, how many are this time?"

"There is only one at the moment. I heard that the adult took action himself."

"Yes, yes. I also heard that the scene was so cruel that many little wizards were scared to death."

"Smells so strong?"

"Yeah, you don't know how miserable the divination professor was. He was hung stiffly to the school doctor's office."

"Don't be dead, right?"

"It's not much better!" A young wizard said in horror, "I heard that an adult seemed dissatisfied with the divination class taught by the divination class, and then used a black magic."

"dark magic?"

"Oh my God?"

"In class?"

"Yes, I heard that Professor Trelawney almost died. Until now, Professor Trelawney is still lying in bed."

"I collected some of the medicine bottles and asked senior seniors to analyze them. They are all potions for mental trauma."

"Trauma, oh my god, what those little brats in the second grade are telling you is not true, right?"

"What's real or fake?"

"It's just...an evil spirit! (Afraid of jpg)"

The chat history was set aside, and it took a while for someone to show up...

"Is Your Highness haunted by the devil? Only the devil likes to play with human souls."

A wild vermicelli with abundant ingredients appears.

"Maybe." A cat head with eyes said, "I have read a lot of books, many of which record things about devil's contracts. Maybe some adult... You have to know, he is Which family does it come from?"

……

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Hogwarts school day, morning!

"So, how did you get in?" Lin Qi looked at the mosaic screenshot that Qiu Fa had sent over.

He had some suspicion that this was a big show directed and acted by Qiu, but he... didn't have much evidence.

"Then don't worry about it, Mr. Devil." Qiu Xianxian replied. "It is said that the Shafik family really has a devil's contract, but Aunt Meadows has never said anything about it."

"Maybe." Lynch answered uncertainly, "Also, what does this have to do with me?"

"Professor Killer, does this still need an explanation?"

Looking at the message sent by Qiu, I had to sigh. After shortening the communication distance, the gossip business in Hogwarts seemed... to a higher level?

Anytime, anywhere, whatever you think.

Less than an hour after Trelawny's incident, there was enough speculation about the incident to create thousands of discussion groups among young wizards.

The most egregious thing is that the number of discussion groups is even more than the number of students on campus.

Arrangements and combinations, an unsolvable knot.

God knows where the little wizard at Hogwarts got so much energy. In just one hour, some prophets even jumped out and said that this was the Sarajevo incident this semester. After this incident, Hogwarts will never be the same again. There is no day of peace, and only the sacred, powerful, and responsible Professor Gilderoy Lockhart can continue to prevent tragedies from happening.

This shows Lynch that he is a good guy.

If Lockhart doesn't overturn, will there be some kind of... Lockhart cult?

Do wizards also need spiritual sustenance?

"What are you going to do? Is it still sealed?"

"It's okay, Hogwarts people, I'm old and salty."

Lin Qi replied lightly, then raised his head and glanced. Suddenly, a pair of eyes full of electromagnetic induction... swept across the air in the classroom.

"What do you mean?"

"The memory of a fish is only seven seconds. Don't ask me how I know this."

After backhand sealing the black-hearted rabbit who had penetrated into the enemy (not) and might be the leader of the enemy organization (confirmed), Lynch was relieved.

The public opinion environment at Hogwarts is so terrifying?

Confronting public opinion is never a wise move. Channeling and guiding is like a flood discharge. Just find something to cover it from behind...

"After the version is warmed up, the Hogwarts forum section will also be adjusted."

After giving simple orders, Lin Qi was completely relieved.

Hogwarts people don't lie to Hogwarts people. If Feng Jing is murdered or something, let Professor Trelawney sleep quietly for a few hours.

Christopher, you're so manipulative.

"Ah, sure enough..."

A slight trembling voice reached someone's ears, and when Lynch came back to his senses...

Did you think that was the voice you just sent?

"Mr. Christopher, do you, the brown-haired dumpling, have any doubts about my statement?"

"Question?" Lin Qi suddenly raised his head, a black and shiny beard swaying, making Lin Qi feel...

Spicy eyes.

"Sorry, the main body...Professor Beznet, I just...encountered some problems."

Lynch bowed his head and admitted his mistake. After the divination class, the conflict between transfiguration and natural science caused Lynch to part ways with Qiu.

Theoretically, as the founder of the natural science discipline, Lynch should have taught this course. However, considering Lynch's age, Dumbledore did not agree with someone's despicable behavior of ending the course early and misleading his children.

It is precisely because of this that there is this...Professor Beznet?

"I'm too abrupt, Mr. Christopher, maybe I can call you Lynch?"

"Uh...of course." Lin Qi nodded. Looking at the Noumenon Sect warrior whose face he still couldn't remember, Lin Qi now regretted coming here to listen to the so-called natural science.

Waiting for a second longer is a sign of distrust in nine-year compulsory quality education.

"So Lynch." Beznit smiled, "Do you have anything else to add about the flames?"

"flame?"

Lynch took a look at the textbooks he purchased.

"No, Professor Beznet, what you said is already very complete, but I think that regarding flames, the work of pure material friction may be extended in more detail."

In order to get rid of the embarrassment, Lynch quickly stood up and acted as a professor.

As long as my seniority creates oppression, then everyone sitting here is my younger brother.

"First of all, regarding flame, it is essentially a change in temperature. Through the release of heat, that is, the work done, the temperature of the air in the area reaches a level suitable for the emission of visible light. This is the birth of a flame in the usual sense."

"In the daily life of Muggles, heating the temperature out of thin air is obviously beyond the capabilities of Muggles. Therefore, in a normal sense, flames need to rely on various materials to do work and combine with oxygen to achieve the burning effect. But as a wizard , in fact, we don’t need to think as complicated as we think.”

Lynch pulled out his wand, and suddenly, an orange-red flame appeared in the air.

"Because magic itself is the best medium, it is not difficult for a wizard to create flames out of thin air, but if you underestimate it because of this..."

"Forget it, does anyone want to try to extinguish this flame?"

Lin Qi looked at his brothers in the audience, and the brothers also looked at Lin Qi with fear...

"How about I come?"

Professor Beznit moved forward bravely, and all the students in the audience showed unbearable looks.

Professor Beznit, run quickly, this is...

"Is any method okay?"

"As long as the curse doesn't cut off my supply of magic power."

"So... clear water like a spring?" Beznit took action, and a water ball the size of a washbasin suddenly crashed into the flame controlled by Lynch. It looked bigger than the flame itself, but in terms of effect.

"Not extinguished? What you used..."

"Sure enough, His Highness must have been corrupted by black magic."

Many little witches on the seats sighed. Although it was not an Unforgivable Curse, many people had heard of the power of the Black Magic Fire Curse.

And when a wizard uses black magic without any scruples, what does this mean?

This can only mean that Christopher... is really the culprit for Professor Trelawney's hospitalization, right?