Hogwarts Archmage

They had not eaten well and had been on vacation for a long time. The few people crowded in the food box were hot and hungry, but it was not suitable to go out for a quickie. Now the crowd was so crowded that there was a high probability that they would not be able to get in if they went out. Come in, and what if the box moves just when you get out.

And it’s not just about heat and hunger.

Think about it, they've been here for at least five hours, it's almost inevitable that someone can't hold it in anymore...

At first, when the first person peed, they cursed a few times, but later they just made eye contact, which probably meant: "You peed too?"

It was September, when the weather was still hot, and a group of people were crowded together in a small space. It was so hot and coquettish that their sense of smell was almost gone...

Fortunately, the box finally moved.

After Marn and others had a simple barbecue outside, they went back to the tent to rest, but ended up oversleeping... In the end, it was Margaery who woke everyone up.

They first used the Disillusionment Charm on themselves, sat on the flying carpet and looked down. Then Margaery woke up old Filch, and before he could react, she controlled him again and activated the switch to release food in the prison. , pulled the box back.

A group of wizards who were full of anger used some household magic on old Filch as soon as they left the house. They had no choice but to get their wands back.

But even these household magics had no effect. For the convenience of traveling, old Filch always sat in a wooden basin... As mentioned before, this wooden basin really looked like an iron-clad bastard.

But magic methods are useless, they can also carry out physical attacks.

Goyle took the lead - he had eaten the most just now and still had strength - and punched Filch into the tub, where he lay there and asked viciously: "Old man, where is our wand!?"

Filch pointed to an old house in the distance with some trembling. The group of people quickly separated into several people and rushed to the stone house. After confirming, he called everyone over, and then came back with his wand to look at it. Filch, save him from sending signals to people at school.

It's not that I haven't thought about killing him directly, but there is magic that can't kill him in the prison. Fortunately, this old guy seems to be frightened, so there is nothing to worry about.

Those people searched for their wands, and the person guarding Filch here also got the information they wanted. Without being scolded by him, Filch told the general situation of their master's current situation. position.

The guy also wanted Filch to release the others, but Filch said he couldn't do it.Their food box may have had such a problem because it was not perfect the first time. He didn't know how.

This guy also tried to attack other food boxes, and then found that his wand was knocked away by the magic that was turned back... so he had to give up.

In order for them to find their wands smoothly, Esther specially placed the wands of the first group of prisoners by the door, so it didn't take long for the group to come back.

After a group of people once again repeated the losses suffered by the people guarding Filch, they all gave up and prepared to run away. Before leaving, they warned Filch not to sound the alarm... This is purely a picture. Everyone felt relieved, everyone knew it was impossible.

They didn't notice that along with the light of their own magic, some dim little sparks attached to their bodies and penetrated along the skin.

But even if they notice it, they may not care. They probably think it is the afterglow of their own magic.

"Why don't these guys leave? It will be dawn if we stay a little longer." Ma En said with some irritation as he looked at the wizards who were starting to clean their clothes.

Esther said nonchalantly: "We've been waiting for so long and now it's time. No one wants to rush out smelling like urine..."

Ma En thought about it and felt it made sense, so he added: "And it's probably more than just peeing... I found that old Crabbe's pants are flat..."

"Hey! Marn, can you say something less disgusting!?" Hermione said with a look of disgust as she was a little mystic.

Margaery: “…”

She was too sleepy a few hours ago, so she didn't eat with a few people. She was still thinking about what to eat for breakfast later, but now she doesn't really want to eat...

They didn't let them wait long. The wizards finally finished their cleaning work and casually cast a sleeping spell on old Filch. Together they climbed over the fence at the edge of the prison, jumped down, and landed a few feet above the ground. I used a levitation spell on myself when I was going up to [-] meters.

"So afraid of death? You can stay down for a while." Ma En complained as he looked at the group of guys falling slowly like balloons.

Esther glanced at the parchment that showed all the pictures: "Looking at the ground from high altitude will give you an illusion...and it's not bright yet. Just relying on the lights everywhere will aggravate this illusion. It's normal...Marn, starting from just now , you are a little impatient."

"I just suddenly remembered that the Firebird Academy class schedule has not been distributed yet, and I planned to have Krum distribute the things later when he got up early to exercise... I have to go back to sleep..."

As he spoke, Marn looked at his pocket watch again. The time was already close to six o'clock, and every day at 06:30, Marn could always see Klum running around the Black Lake until around 07:30.

"Why don't you go to the auditorium?" Esther asked, raising an eyebrow.

Marn pointed at Filch, who was lying in the barrel like a pile of mud: "I just don't want to be pulled aside by Professor McGonagall to lecture... There's no way she didn't realize that Filch suffered here all night."

At this point, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and everyone was thinking about the education they were about to receive.

Hermione said hesitantly: "I remember Professor McGonagall...hated Filch, right?"

"Just because you hate Filch, doesn't mean you'll allow us to control a squib at will...and it's been for so long..."

Several people fell silent again, but Margaery breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I am not a Gryffindor student, and I am still a professor..."

Ma En glanced at her with pity: "Margaery, as the main messenger, you can't run away... Don't forget, Professor McGonagall is not only a dean, I am also the dean... More importantly, she It’s the vice-principal…the vice-principal who is about to take over as principal…”

Margery: "...Then what should we do?"

"I think we should treat old Filch's injury first, and then chase them at a suitable time...for example, when they are still a few steps away from Hogwarts, we can just miss them. .”