Hogwarts wizard

Jellal didn't understand what Snape meant. The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Snape packed his things and left.

"I didn't expect that Jellal would also be punished! Hahahaha." The Slytherin man laughed.

Looking at the Slytherins who were gloating about their misfortune, Jellal didn't say anything. A mistake was a mistake.

"Geral, are you okay here?" Hermione and Harry were a little worried. This was an underground classroom, eerie and scary, and there were many dangers in the dark.

It is said that there are secrets hidden in the underground classroom, but just like the thing in the Dilaps family, they are just legends. No one has seen it, and no one has confirmed it.

"Don't worry, Professor Snape can safely leave me here alone, and there will be no life-threatening existence here."

For some reason, Jellal and Harry had different ideas, but he still believed in Snape.

"He's not reliable," Harry said. After all, today's class had added a lot of workload to the school doctor's office.

Jellal shrugged. Harry would always regard Snape as his opposite, and Snape had always gone his own way. He was educating the students of Hogwarts in his own way, which naturally included Gryffindor.

"Okay, you guys go back first. Harry still has to prepare for the Quidditch match. Is there no training today?" Jellal asked. He remembered that the Quidditch final seemed to be about to start, and Gryffindor's opponent It's Slytherin.

Harry patted his head, "Oh, my God! I completely forgot about such an important thing!"

After saying that, he quickly left. If he didn't perform well in this competition, it would be a disgrace to Professor McGonagall, and he would also be sorry for the other people who trained hard.

"Hermione, Ron, you should go back too. You don't want Gryffindor to be deducted any more points, right?" Gryffindor's points have been deducted enough. After saying this, Jellal picked up the broom. Of course, It was just an ordinary broom, completely different from his flying broom.

After Ron and Hermione left, Jellal looked at the fragments and mixtures of various colors on the ground.

"It's really bad!" Jellal rubbed his brow.

He didn't know how to use the Cleaning Charm yet, so he could only use the Levitation Charm to bring them together again. Maybe Snape thought he would clean up by himself.

Jellal waved his red wand, "Yingadim Leviosa." All the water stains and debris on the ground floated into the air.

A cyan magic pattern lit up on the wand. Jellal just drew a circle with the wand, and all the stains and debris gathered together to form a mixed ball.

Then he directed the ball to fly into the trash can.

Looking at the clean and tidy classroom, Jellal was very satisfied. Facing this classroom, he felt curious, as if something was attracting him.

He looked around and saw that there were unknown things soaked in the glass bottles. They seemed to be living things, with different shapes and various mucus. Jellal felt a little disgusting, as disgusting as interstellar bugs.

He looked at those things without moving. He walked behind the shelves, where there was a small open space with a disk on it. He touched it and the disk rotated with a white light flashing on it.

"Stand up."

Such words flashed through Jellal's mind, as if there was some magic that was attracting him, and he stood up by accident. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

The world was spinning for a while, and Jellal only felt an empty room. There was only a large mirror that reached the ceiling. The gold frame looked very grand, and the two feet underneath made Jellal feel that it seemed to be alive. .

It is engraved on the top with the words Eris? Stella? Ohelu? Aitoubi? Kafulu? Aitian? Voorhees.

He seemed to have heard something in his ears. People who wanted to find the Philosopher's Stone but didn't want to use him could get the Philosopher's Stone.

Jellal looked at himself in the mirror. There was no difference from before, but after a moment, there was a red stone on his head.

This should be the magic stone! But why does it appear here? Is it just an illusion?

Jellal reached out and touched it, and the magic stone actually fell into his hand.

Jellal quickly said to the mirror, "I don't want the Sorcerer's Stone! Take it back quickly."

The source of danger, whoever wants it will be unlucky.

Jellal threw the magic stone on the ground.

I heard "It will come in handy."

It was like the voice coming from Jellal's own heart, but Jellal was very sure that it was not his idea. He didn't want the Sorcerer's Stone, and he had no other desires in his heart.

The magic stone appeared on Jellal's head again.

"From today on, you are its owner!"

What the hell, Jellal was completely dumbfounded. He didn’t even know what it was, so he became its master.

"It's you!" Jellal looked at the mirror in front of him, and the corner of Jellal's mouth in the mirror raised a smile.

Jellal also laughed, you tricked me, right?

He threw the magic stone onto the mirror casually, and there was no sound of the mirror breaking. The magic stone passed through the mirror, and then returned to Jellal's hand again.

Jellal scratched his messy hair and was fooled by a mirror!

"I'll accept it. At least tell me how to get back?" He couldn't find an exit from this room.

"It's a secret, don't tell anyone, unless you have to use it one day and someone will come and pick you up."

Hearing this sentence, Jellal nodded. He knew the meaning of this sentence. The mirror in front of him was very sure that he would use this magic stone one day.

Jellal felt a little bored.

"Can we chat? How long have you been here?" This is not Jellal's gossip. He has been waiting for a long time. Not even a fly came in, not to mention whether anyone came to see him.

"It's been a long time. It's been so long that I've forgotten the time. Don't talk about me. What can I say about a mirror? What are your specialties? I'm very curious!" The voice of the mirror rang in my ears. It was no longer the same as before. It's like a voice coming from my heart.

"Me? My senses are pretty good and I can make food. However, there are a lot of missing ingredients in the wizarding world, so I haven't done it for a long time and I feel rusty."

Jellal was a little nostalgic for the past, when he traveled all over the world, doing archeology, exploring, and making... nutritional supplements.

"There are no substitutes for certain ingredients. You can find substitutes. Have you ever thought about using your talents? For example, in potions, you can distinguish herbs. What about finished potions? Maybe you can improve the formula. Reduce or even eliminate side effects." As it lives longer, it has more ideas, and it seems to have more experience than Gerald can provide good ideas.

Jellal snapped his fingers, "That's a good suggestion! I was reading ancient magic texts recently and happened to see ancient people brewing wine. It would be a good idea to try it."

"Excellent little wizard! When it comes to brewing wine, you have to be an Easterner."

Jellal was still waiting for it to say the follow-up. It seemed to be thinking about something and didn't speak for a while.

"What happened to Dongfang?" Driven by curiosity, Jellal asked directly.