Spell Players at Hogwarts

As a day-to-day headmaster, although Dumbledore is not very involved in the management of the school, and although Albus always hides in the office to fish, he will show up during holidays to act as the mascot of Hogwarts. , Although in the eyes of Hogwarts people, Professor McGonagall is more like the real headmaster of Hogwarts, although...

Okay, but that doesn't mean Dumbledore doesn't care about the basics of the school.

As a conscientious principal, how should you feel when you witness your students, the cabbages you have trained, falling from the sky like dumplings?

Angry?

Confused?

still is……

(Professor McGonagall: I'm thinking, does the daily training of students have anything to do with you, Albus?)

It must be admitted that young people are still good at playing.

Whether it's extreme sports or demolishing Hogwarts Castle, why can't he keep a low profile and choose a place where he can carry people on his back?

Although the symbol of Ravenclaw is an eagle, but... do these brats really think they can fly?

Dumbledore's whole body trembled, and even the pile of cockroaches placed on the corner of the table became less sweet.

When can these cabbage eat less?

Is Ravenclaw Tower really a magical laboratory?

"Fox...forget it, hover in the air!"

After many years, the people of Hogwarts finally saw the power of the world's first white magician.

It's hard to describe what it feels like. From the memories of Ravenclaws, just when a bunch of panicked little wizards were trying to use shock-absorbing spells to make their fall less ugly, a glorious and upright person... The voice suddenly appeared in their minds.

Along with this familiar roar, the entire Hogwarts seemed to be wrapped in a thick liquid.

Afterwards, Roger Davis recounted his personal experience at the Hogwarts Forum.

In his words, only by experiencing Principal Dumbledore's magic can one truly understand how powerful the world's number one white magician is.

After the principal's magic, even if his grandma comes, he can feel as comfortable as a fish swimming in the air.

Want to appreciate the beauty of the sky?

Watch to your heart's content, Roger Davis' 3600° thunderbolt spinning flywheel with no blind spots in the air!

Video connection:

Well, this is most likely a diversion post.

As for the comments below, it is similar to why Ravenclaws are encouraged to jump out of windows.

There is no need for a real man to say anything. After all, it was Penello who broke the window and opened the door for the tower...

If Lynch was still in the mood to browse the forum, he would probably want to kill Roger.

He is obviously a man who embraces the sea, but now he is spinning endlessly from the sky and recording a video. What kind of trouble is that?

As for the rest...

After hearing Dumbledore's firm and yet angry spell, Lynch realized that he was about to suffer.

But now, it is impossible to stop Lynch.

Looking at the holes in the dormitory wall, the surging red light slowly recovered with the double suppression of the workbench and Lin Qi.

This is probably a highlight in the history of Hogwarts. Even in the past few decades, later wizards still don't know why the holy sword that penetrates the sky turns blood red.

Kacha~

With a crisp sound, a gap opened on the alchemy workbench that Lynch spent more than 7 Galleons building.

However, before Lin Qi could feel more distressed, the dazzling light like red crystal made Lin Qi almost unable to open his eyes.

It felt like recreating the magic stone. A surging vitality spread out from the red light. The surging magic power made Lin Qi feel a little...

Overwhelmed.

You...refined a magic stone?

Lin Qi's head was filled with questions, he was sweating profusely and breathing heavily, making him almost unable to straighten up.

Carefully recall your previous operations.

Ever since Nick Flamel's alchemical flame ignited, he had done some shaping and compression at best, refining the magic stone and so on...

Wait a minute, no, where is my big Saber?

Lin Qi couldn't help but open his eyes at the sudden realization.

As the light of magic disappeared completely, nothing else appeared on the cracked workbench except a strand of crystal-clear red hair.

As for the 1.5-meter-four armored girl we promised, what is going on with this parabolic strand of standing red hair?

Do you want to put it on your own head?

Just when Lynch was doubting his life, Phineas, who had been hiding in the frame and shivering, poked his head out.

Although he was a little scared, Phineas couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile as he looked at the wall disappearing in the direction of the crack.

"Boy, you got into trouble!"

Phineas smiled arrogantly, and he firmly grasped the villain's pig-footed temperament.

However, Lynch was still doubting life. He saw the bent Lynch quickly stepped forward, put one hand on the workbench and then retracted.

"Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm quick."

Lin Qi's palms turned slightly red, and his sense of the fairies in his heart dropped by a level.

The best workbenches are all fake products.

After making up his mind to let the man and the goblin litigate, Lynch put his head closer regardless of the steaming heat from the workbench.

The long red crystal-like hair kept swaying in the heat wave, but no matter how it swung, the long red hair always maintained a parabola shape.

What did you get yourself?

Recalling the huge setting of Saber, it is soft, firm, and always maintains its basic form... coupled with the surging magic power of the red crystal-like hair.

"Is this a fucking idiot?"

Comrade Kristoff couldn't help but feel emotional, but even if it was revealed at its source, it still couldn't change the fact that the alchemy failed and the failed product couldn't be understood...

"Lynch..."

Hermione's trembling voice sounded in someone's ear, but Lynch, who was immersed in the world of memories, obviously couldn't care...

"Lin Qi, don't..."

"It's okay, I'm better, don't worry."

"I'm not asking if you're okay."

"You're talking about her." Lin Qi explained in a daze, "It's okay. We haven't failed yet. There was just a slight fluctuation in the process, but... we should have found Saber's true form."

Lynch's voice sounded a little numb. According to the basic settings, he should be faced with a pair of beautiful lake-blue eyes the moment the spirit body is completed.

And then there's that classic line.

"I came here in compliance with the call, may I ask..."

"What exactly is going on?"

An angry lion suddenly broke into Lynch's mind.

At that moment, for about [-] second, Lynch felt a sense of disgust and indignation in his heart. But when he saw the shadow on the wall and Phineas's evil smile, he vaguely felt it. Something is wrong.

Why is there fire behind me, and Hermione's trembling body like a quail? If you put stupid hair on the little girl's head...

It should be pretty good-looking too, right?

Ah, what a pity!

"Lynch Kristoff!"

A powerful roar brought Lynch back to reality. This familiar voice, this magic power as sticky as water, and the momentum like a mountain.

On this day, Christopher finally remembered being dominated by the old goat...

"Deng...Deng...Blido!"

Lin Qi's voice was extremely loud, as if he was covering something up with his voice. However, as soon as he finished speaking, before Lin Qi could turn around, a red light instantly passed through Lin Qi's body.

The coldness without ghosts piercing the body was like the fusion of blood and milk, and bits of coolness awakened Lin Qi's tired body.

Click!

The space shattered like a mirror.

Lynch turned around quickly. Although his face still had the effect of dilated pupils, no one could tell whether it was fear or shock.

The stupid hair that looked as harmless as the breeze pointed firmly at Dumbledore, and in front of Dumbledore, the gray-white wand as white as a finger bone stood upright. The sharp scar was slowly healing, but it seemed like it was being beaten. Something stuck, and there was a stalemate between Dumbao and the Elder Wand.

"Professor Dumbledore, please show mercy!"

Lynch let out a wailing cry, and in a corner near the door of the dormitory, Happy, who didn't understand what was happening but felt very scared, also made a mournful sound in conjunction with the shovel officer.

Maybe...this is a family?

"How is this going?"

Dumbledore was surprised. Originally, he came here on Fawkes to teach some guys a profound lesson.

But he had just said a few words, and Christopher's son began to lose his martial ethics. While showing his weakness to the enemy, he threw out this...

A hidden weapon as thick as hair.

If it weren't for the old man's superior skills, I might have been disemboweled by this sharp slash.

But the power of this slash is indeed more resilient than Severus's flat A.

Black magic... No, I can't feel any negative emotions about it.

How can it be so powerful without using magic to harm others?

Is this... magical transformation?

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, and his lowered eyes almost formed a thin line through his half-moon lenses.

After Lin Qi's words fell, the originally stalemate slashes calmed down in the space. Although he resisted hastily, he said something arrogant.

I am Albus Dumbledore!

Moreover, this red... sharp shape seems to have independent consciousness and is completely centered on the boy opposite.

The magic of self-awareness?

As for magic being an extension of the wizard's will, even if this kid was given three more courages, would he dare to take action against him?

Just a third grade kid.

So, this is an alchemical creation?

"Saber, come back quickly, this is Professor Dumbledore, you can't beat him now!"

Lin Qifei stepped forward and grabbed the red hair in one swift step.

The sharp magic wave weakened instantly.

"Ah this..."

Dumbledore hesitated a little, but heard Lynch's words.

"What did you call this thing just now?"