Hogwarts Archmage

"Do you use this as a toilet!!! Is it over yet?"

Old Crabbe, who was woken up for the seventh time, roared towards the deserted outside with red eyes.

Their original plan was to take a nap in the morning, find something to eat in the afternoon, and rush on their way in the evening when it was dark and no one was around, but...

The alert magic was continuously triggered. From 11 a.m. to 30:[-], they would be shouted out almost every half an hour. They had no choice but to change places. It was useless even if they changed places. They would still be triggered. After changing places three times in a row. After getting there, they finally determined one thing.

There was something wrong with the warning magic that Flitwick taught them when they were at school.

Otherwise, how else to explain that I was woken up every time and nothing happened every time?

Marn, who had slept well last night and felt that he didn't need to catch up on sleep, secretly controlled the dimmed sparks to penetrate into Crabbe's cuffs and melt into his skin, and then smiled without saying a word. language.

Esther, who was resting on Ma En's chest, moved her head to make herself more comfortable. Looking at Ma En's evil smile, she asked with some confusion: "Marn, what's wrong with you? You've been like this all morning. "

Ma En told her about the bad things he had done, and Esther sighed helplessly: "You are really... They are also very pitiful..."

"Don't worry about this, but I guess I won't be able to play today."

"how?"

Ma En gently stroked her hair: "It's nothing. These guys don't seem to be going to sleep anymore. They are discussing finding a place to have some food and continue on their way."

"Okay...it seems like we should get up and have lunch...I have classes in the afternoon."

Marn stood up and began to slowly put on clothes. While putting them on, he said, "Professor McGonagall hasn't found a suitable candidate yet?"

"Who knows...I haven't asked, but it's certain that I will be replaced. Hermione plans to take the exam again in the next few days, but I don't think she can pass it at all."

"How to say?"

Esther stood on the ground barefoot and adjusted Ma En's collar. After checking that there was no problem, Esther replied: "She is different from me. I am simply not suitable to be a teacher. She is too young. Although She has experienced a lot in the past few years, but she still has no experience in dealing with relationships between students... I think it may take her several years to pass the exam, or even after she is in her twenties. You must know that not everyone is Margaery .”

Speaking of this, Ma En asked curiously: "Is it really impossible to write answers to those questions that don't conform to your inner thoughts?"

"Of course not," Esther shook her head. "As long as you can fool yourself, you can fool that paper...Hermione is obviously not suitable for this kind of thing. Although she is a girl, she is far better than the average male. You also need to be rational. People who are too rational often cannot tell lies. You can look at Mr. Walder, he rarely tells lies."

Ma En thought for a moment and found that this was indeed the case, but he still corrected him: "Ward rarely tells lies. Since I have known him, every word he said is true. If he tells lies, he will tell lies." I’d rather just get over it without saying anything.”

Esther smiled and started to change clothes.

Since living with Ma En, she has also learned a lot of habits that I don't know whether they are good or bad. For example, not wearing pajamas has an advantage. When she gets up, she just puts on the clothes she prepared the day before. That’s it, it’s very convenient.

They are changing clothes here, and the runaways over there are also changing clothes.

The clothes on my body can indeed be made very clean by using a cleaning spell, but after being in prison for so long, they have long been fed up with having only this set of clothes forever. Most importantly, there are some places that are tattered and can be repaired with a repair spell. Can't be repaired.

They had no money and it was easy to solve the problem. They just ransacked a clothing store in a small town. In order not to be discovered, this group of people also used a confusion spell. In the eyes of Muggles, they were just a group of ordinary robbers dressed in tattered and weird clothes.

This looting brought them two wounded people...

They also caught up with that bad luck. The policeman in that small town was actually the leader of a local gang organization, and he had some reputational rights and shares in the clothing store...

There are not many businesses in the town. Clothing stores, places that everyone needs to go to, are a large part of the income for him and his men. As soon as he heard that his wallet had been robbed, the police chief became excited.

The UK's gun control is not as lax as the United States across the sea to the west, but there are always some people who can get some weapons that are not available in gun shops...such as heavy machine guns...

This gang has long been out of touch with the times. It can almost be said that wizards living in the Middle Ages have never seen such a formation. When a guy who was more than two meters tall and covered in tendon meat picked up a machine gun and fired at them, these guys were killed on the spot. He scurried away with his head in his arms.

Finally, they finally found a corner and quickly apparated back to the abandoned village where they started... It wasn't like they hadn't thought about going somewhere else, but in desperation, this place was the most familiar to them.

There was no medicinal material, but the two injured guys were only grazed by bullets on their thighs, and then each had a piece of flesh scraped off. The healing magic was poured on for a few minutes as if it was free, and finally helped them grow the flesh.

Only then did everyone have time to take a breath and divide their clothes.

Fortunately, everyone except Old Crabbe and Old Goyle found clothes that fit them. These two also got wearable robes after using a little transformation.

"Muggles are too dangerous." Crabbe said with lingering fear while sitting on the dusty bed frame.

Next to him, Gao Er was indignant: "We shouldn't worry about being discovered. It would be better to just kill them."

Crabbe reached out and slapped him on the back of the head: "You idiot! If we do that, Muggles are easy to deal with, and what will happen if wizards find signs and come over? There are so many revolutionaries!"

Goyle punched Crabbe in the face: "You are an idiot. The route you chose is what led to this! We haven't even solved the problem of eating!"

The other wizards who were sitting in the corner changing clothes watched the two idiots perform a full martial arts show. After looking at each other for a while, they lowered their heads silently and continued to change clothes.

It's not that they don't want to take care of it, but they consider that they may become the target of venting their anger...

Some people are beginning to expect them to kill each other. In that case, it will be easier to solve it if there is only one left...

Unfortunately, Crabbe and Goyle only fought for a while, then stopped and began to think about where to go next.