Spell Players at Hogwarts

"encourage?"

After hearing what Lynch said, Cedric instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"You don't want to use dragon blood, do you?"

"Anyway, this bottle of dragon's blood doesn't have much. It's one galleons in weight, and it's worth a thrilling flight to the sky." Lynch licked his lips, looking like a devil who had just crawled out of hell.

"Think about it, Said. Aren't you excited and curious?"

"I only know that if I am caught by Professor McGonagall..."

"We didn't violate school rules, and Hogwarts doesn't stipulate that students can't fly over to go to school, right?"

"This..." Cold sweat breaks out on Cedric's head. As long as he is not caught, it is not a violation of school rules. This sentence was the one that Cedric first gave to Lynch, but now...

"Don't worry, this carriage is safe. I checked it. Hogwarts will not use some low-quality scrapped cars as its own school bus."

"But what if it happens..."

"Try it!"

"What?" Cedric looked at Qiu, who looked excited, and couldn't believe that it was Qiu who said what he just said.

"I said, give it a try." Qiu waved her hands excitedly, "The flying carriage, don't you think it's cool?"

"Then let's vote by a show of hands. Those who agree to take off will raise their hands."

Oh, three white and tender palms were raised high.

"Then, three to one, Cedric is out." Lynch made a quick decision, and then pulled out his wand with a lightning... jingle.

"Change for me!"

As he spoke, Lynch turned a History of Magic into a long bamboo pole. On the other end of the pole, Lynch fixed the dragon blood crystal bottle on it.

"I come, I come, I come!"

Qiu happily grabbed the bamboo pole.

"Okay, Qiu, you can stretch out the rod in a moment, and then I will uncork the bottle and..."

"I understand, I understand!" Qiu said excitedly, "People will be here soon, let's get started."

"Ok!"

Lin Qi answered crisply, and Qiu Ye couldn't wait to send the long pole directly above the head of the horse!

"Have you ever heard of the shrimp catcher? Now...the bottle corks are flying!"

boo~

As the bottle cork fell into Lynch's hands, a unique umami smell of dragon's blood suddenly filled the air.

It was like opening Pandora's box. In less than three seconds, as the tip of Yeqi's nose twitched uneasily, a pair of pupil-less eyes instantly locked onto the dragon's blood in the air.

"Come here!"

Qiu said excitedly, and with the slight vibration of the carriage, Lin Qi saw Yeqi restlessly pawing its horse's hooves, its bat-like wings stretching slightly, and its skeleton-like horse's head struggling to raise upwards.

"Qiu, raise it a little higher."

"Is that so?"

Qiu pressed the bamboo pole down hard, and a few drops of dragon blood splashed onto Ye Qi's horse's head. It was like pressing the final start switch, and the front of the car suddenly tilted upward, and then...

"careful!"

Lynch quickly raised the baffle behind the carriage with a wand, and Qiu seemed to have been prepared for it. Even the sudden activation of the Yeqi did not affect the girl's stability at all.

It should be said that he really deserves to be a wizard born on a broom?

"Whoops!"

"Oh!"

……

After recovering, everyone shouted excitedly.

Sitting in this kind of carriage without much shelter, feeling the cold wind and starlight in the sky at night, white mist rising like clouds and then being left far behind, and in front, a black night The Qi shuttled between the clouds, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached a height beyond Hogwarts Castle.

At this time, in a room at the top of the castle, the old wizard named Albus Dumbledore shook his head.

Sure enough, there are always some unexpected gains when looking out before dinner. Looking back on his school days, even the greatest white wizard still had a less than exciting life.

"You should fire that brat!"

In the principal's office, facing the window, Phineas woke up while pretending to be asleep.

"If I were the headmaster, I would definitely kick them out of Hogwarts."

"That's why you are the most unpopular principal, Phineas." Delis also woke up from her sleep. As the principal of Hogwarts, if she steps on Phineas Black, Delis It is obligatory.

"We no longer advocated corporal punishment of students at that time." Armando Dippet also joined the fight, "But, Albus, these little guys are going too far."

"The war period has passed." Dumbledore shook his head. "We need to make some good changes. At least they are very energetic, right? They have many fantastic ideas, including the application of transfiguration, and even It didn’t even occur to me.”

"But you can still do it, right." Armando obviously understood Dumbledore's style very well. He was not the little kitten who was deceived into working.

"That's different." Dumbledore shook his head, "You know, my relationship with Nick is pretty good. Regarding the idea of ​​the child, I can make it more perfect with my ability, but this is different. , because Nick’s alchemy never cares about the cost, and what these little guys want can be made popular.”

"Magic is always personal." Phineas snorted, "This is not stinginess, but a kind of protection."

"I don't deny it." Dumbledore nodded, "The best proof is when war magic took off. But think about Phineas, for example, starting from your era, Hogwarts How many years has it been since the professor’s teachings changed?”

"100 years? Or...200 years?"

"Isn't that the incompetence of the younger generation?" Phineas snorted coldly.

"In my opinion, this is the lagging behind of wizards. Vision determines the upper limit, but wizards who live in a corner... To put it bluntly, it seems that we no longer have any strong competitiveness."

"Is it Gellert's prophecy again?"

As soon as Phineas said these words, the atmosphere in the principal's office instantly cooled down.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at Dumbledore who was silent.

half an hour...

"But, that has already come true, hasn't it?" Dumbledore sighed, "However, if it was wrong at that time, it was wrong, and I will never deny it."

"Speaking of which, why didn't you sort him into Gryffindor in the first place?" Dumbledore looked at the Sorting Hat that was pretending to be dead. For a moment, the Sorting Hat became more wrinkled.

"Don't you answer?"

"..."

"You shouldn't go against my wishes, so someone must have exceeded my authority, right?"

"Aba Aba..."