Hogwarts Archmage

Mag looked at the four guys of different ages in front of him with a serious face. The eldest among them was about to turn 18, and the youngest was about to turn 16.

"So, is this the reason why you casually cast the Soul Imperius Curse on a Squib? Do you know that those are the three unforgivables and that it is illegal!" She looked at Margaery with some displeasure on her face and said , "Miss Langley, I always thought you were the most reassuring person, but I didn't expect...I am very disappointed."

Margaery shrank her neck. Although Hermione, who was following behind, did nothing, she still felt as if she had made a big mistake.

Just when she thought she was going to be scolded severely, Mag said lightly "Don't do this again next time" and returned to the auditorium.

Hermione watched her push the door in and blinked: "That's it?"

Ma En spread his hands: "What do you think?"

"I thought...she would at least let us loose the control on old Filch, or give us a scolding."

Looking back at the closed door, Ma En shook his head and said: "She won't do that... She is just serious, not pedantic... It seems that Professor McGonagall agrees with our plan, but is afraid that we will get used to it." This kind of curse just came out to give us a small warning."

"But we won't do that..."

"That's hard to say. One of the important things about the darkness of black magic is that it can gradually change a person's mind... What if you get used to this in the future... Hermione, do you think a character like Margaery will get used to using the Imperius Curse?" How terrible it would be to control others."

Hermione was not stupid, she just thought about it for a moment and understood: "Dark magic can change human minds, and Margaery's talent allows her to do such things seamlessly...a force that is biased towards evil and very scary. An army of puppets?”

"Look...you still understand quite well..."

Margaery, who was the imaginary protagonist next to her, sighed: "Don't worry...I'm not easily influenced...at least not this time. Old Filch is about to arrive at the tub ride. Do we want to go take a look?" If some guy with a bad brain wants to attack the campus, at least we can throw him back."

The four of them maintained the illusion spell together, rode the flying carpet that also activated invisibility, and arrived in mid-air near the prison first.

At this time, old Filch had just climbed up slowly on the large wooden basin that he had painted black.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, I think old Filch's aesthetics are better than Marn... Although he is a bit outdated, at least he is still normal." Hermione glanced at the large black basin that was camouflaged in the night, and recalled that she had once Skittles, I couldn’t help but complain.

Marn said with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, Hermione, we are here for business. Can you please stop attacking my aesthetics... Besides, maybe after a few decades, you will find that I am the one with advanced aesthetics." Woolen cloth?"

As soon as Ma En forcefully defended himself for a few words, Margery caught the conversation:

"It may be ahead of its time, but it will definitely not be mainstream... No normal person would want to wear more than 1 colors on their body at the same time."

"Margery...Why are you like this..." Ma En looked at his sister in disbelief, feeling that she had learned something bad.

Esther looked at the few people who were beginning to quarrel and said helplessly: "That's enough. We are here to work, not to study aesthetics... Why do you want to discuss this issue with Ma En? You You should go directly to the paint store and ask the owner there which colors match well.”

Margaery spread her hands, ended the topic, turned around and started doing business.

The confused old Filch, as usual, patted certain bricks on the outer wall of the prison several times in order. The preset magic used huge boxes to lift out a large brick from the small warehouse next to the prison. A pile of black bread, vegetables and some low-quality meat were poured in along the feeding openings in each area.

A fistfight was going on inside the prison, and the old-school wizards who were having friendly exchanges stopped what they were doing. There was plenty of water, but as for food, this was the only meal of the day, and no one would continue to "entertain" at this time. , otherwise that person will be besieged by everyone. When there is no magic wand, the individual's strength will not be so outstanding.

The food was not delicious, but the quantity was large enough. Everyone ran to the big box that received the food, picked up a few dry brown breads and some other foods, found a familiar corner and started to nibble.

But people in this area soon discovered something was wrong...

This is also due to old Crabbe and old Goyle. These two guys eat a lot. Every time they eat, they will guard this place they call the "bread pool". They eat and take whatever they want. I was surprised to find that the big box where the food was placed had been forgotten to be put away, and the magic on it to prevent people from entering seemed to have failed.

The two of them were clever for once and jumped into the box first. The rest of the people quickly discovered this.

The only pity is that the capacity of the box is limited. Even if it is squeezed to death, it can only hold twenty people... And in this area, there are more than 200 people...

No one has a magic wand, and they are all men. Men, when the distribution is uneven and the individual strengths are about the same, usually choose to use the simplest and crudest physical methods to resolve disputes...

Old Crabbe and Old Goyle relied on their height and strength to hold a corner together. Due to their physical strength, no one went to harass them much.

Others, however, were not so lucky.

One after another, wizards got into the box and were pulled out by others to be punched. This area that was first established soon became a fight.

"Almost right? Something will happen if you continue." Hermione frowned and glanced at the crazy scene inside through the observation hole.

Ma En waved his hand and said cheerfully: "Don't be anxious, there is magic in the prison, and none of them will be seriously injured... Let's wait and see what happens."

Ma En's words were quickly confirmed. Every time someone is about to be fatally injured, there will always be a magical force that drags him away from here and throws him away. The main function of this magic is to prevent prisoners It's suicidal, but it's not bad to use it this way.

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily.But I also leaned in to the observation hole and took a look.

On the other side, Filch was still serving food to the prisoners in a daze, until he walked around the entire prison, and the winner was finally decided here.

A dozen tall and strong men, headed by Old Crabbe and Old Goyle, were packed tightly into the box, excitedly waiting for the freedom that was about to come.