Hogwarts executioner

William first made a demonstration. He planned to make Tina's custom-made magic sword first, and then prepared to spend a month refining a third-tier longbow, which was made for Hagrid.

Although the beast wave mainly affected the territories of the Eight-Eyed Spider and the Centaur, some of them also ran to the edge of the school, which added a lot of work to Hagrid. With Hagrid's physique, it would be too wasteful to simply use magic to attack. With a powerful magic bow, magic and physical strength, William believed that he would give the Death Eaters a surprise in the future!

The level of the magic weapon is based on the level of the magic pattern. Except for the three holy weapons and the legendary magic weapon, most magic tools evaluate their power and value based on this.

The Tier 15 mithril longbow designed by William is meters long. It uses custom-made dragon tendons as the strings. It is engraved with two magic patterns of Tier , Magic Gathering and Haste, combined with Tier magic patterns of Recovery, Armor Breaking, and Toughness. It is the strongest work William can produce so far.

The main reason for the long time is that mithril needs to be refined again after failure. The cost of throwing away the magic metal that fails to be refined each time is too high, but recycling is also very troublesome. A secret potion invented by a French alchemist must be used to dissipate the magic power injected into the molten metal when engraving the magic pattern, which is the refining potion.

William didn't have a formula, so he had to spend money to buy refining potions.

One and a half months later, when he heard that this newly released mithril magic bow was worth tens of thousands Galleons, William felt that the eyes of the three Weasley brothers were shining.

First-level low-level mithril magic weapons usually range from 10 to 1000 Galleons, second-level magic weapons fluctuate from 100 to 5000 Galleons, and third-level magic weapons vary even more in price. Some are only worth a few hundred, while others can be sold for hundreds of thousands. Galleons. As for the fourth-level legendary mithril magic weapon, it has a price but no market.

At this time, several people were doing hard study. Zhang Qiu fought against the demon flames to prevent them from running out of the furnace. After Hermione refined a few ounces of primary coolant, she set off towards the intermediate level.

Ron was responsible for adding white charcoal to the stove, and Fred and George blushed trying to control the tin juice on the modeling template.

Controlling the form of metal is a technical job that requires good levels of transformation and magic manipulation. Magic metal is not the clay that children play with. You can mold it however you want. It is like a naughty wild child. If you point east, it will go west. If you ask it not to move, it will run.

Nagini stayed on top of William's head, watching a group of children sweating profusely, and kept grabbing towels to wipe Zhang Qiu and William's sweat. As for the others, there was no such treatment.

Ao Hai watched the play from the sidelines, commenting a few words from time to time: "Quack, Zhang Qiu, no, your technique is too bad, look at William."

"Fred, your six-clawed shield is good, but it's a bit small." The drawing William gave Fred was a dagger.

"Harry, are you trying to roast a Muggle? The flames are almost coming out. I'm going to be so hot from you that my feathers are almost on fire."

Aohai took a sip of tea and continued to shout: "Sim, Ron, you two idiots, do you know how much charcoal is? A piece of white charcoal costs 12 tenas. If you keep throwing it like this, you are not throwing charcoal, but Dougalon. Idiot, idiot."

"Oh, Zhang Qiu, you have ruined another piece of red iron worth 12 siekos."

"Shut up, I'll roast you if you say anything again!" Zhang Qiu was finally told and became angry.

"..." Ao Hai, who was spitting, looked at everyone's gaze, snorted coldly, and flew to the table, intending to eat some meat to replenish his strength first. Swearing is also very tiring.

While pointing to everyone with a smile, William put the prepared Tier magic dagger into his pocket.After the meeting is over, he needs to meet with Professor Dumbledore and inform the headmaster of the fifth function of the dagger.

When it was almost dinner time, William stopped Ron and let the fire slowly die out.

At dinner, Harry told Ron, William, Fred and others about his becoming the Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

William had no interest in this kind of competition, but Ron was very excited, and Hermione didn't even care.

The first time Qiu Zhang and Harry met was at the school dining table. Because they were sweating profusely, Zhang Qiu and Hermione went back to the dormitory to take a shower before coming down. William's underwear was equipped with cleaning magic, but the three Weasley brothers didn't care.

"William, I'm going to another table." Zhang Qiu said to William.

"Okay." William replied sitting at the Gryffindor table.

Just go, why are you telling me?

William was a little strange. Could it be that the little girl was also attracted to her, right?

Harry, who was discussing Quidditch with Ron, Fred, and Weasley, heard this oriole-like voice, turned his head and saw Zhang Qiu who had just come out of the bath, his eyes were straight.

Intuition told Harry that he was in love.

William, who was sitting aside, marveled that foreign children are so precocious that they start playing heartbeat games at the age of eleven.

"Having your last supper, Potter? When are you going to take the train back to your Muggle world?" Draco walked into the auditorium with unrecognizable steps, and the two dog legs behind him were inseparable.

"You were lucky to let you escape just now. Why did you bring your pigs, friends, and dogs here? Do you deserve a beating?" Zhang Qiu was watching this scene from the side. Where could he lose, Harry quickly counterattacked.

He felt that he was very heroic and tall at this moment, and he must have given Zhang Qiu a very good impression.

"I'll be there anytime!" Draco said. "How about just tonight? Let's have a duel between wizards."

He glanced at William, Fred and others, and added: "Only magic wands are allowed, no helpers are allowed. How about it? I take it you don't even know what a duel between wizards is, do you?"

"Of course he knows." Ron said, "I'm his substitute. Where's yours? Who is it?"

Draco looked at Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle and made a mental assessment of the two.

"Crabbe's my backup," he said. "Then make an appointment at midnight. We'll meet in the memorabilia room, which is usually unlocked."

Ron and Harry stared at each other after Draco Malfoy was gone.

George said: "Harry, don't be afraid, I bet Malfoy will only have a small spell, just hit him directly, just punch him directly."

"That's right, I'll go tonight too." Fred said happily.

"Are you all crazy? If we are found out, our college will lose a lot of points." Hermione, who was sitting next to William, objected. She always attached great importance to collective honor.

In front of Zhang Qiu, how could he back down? Harry said loudly, "You shouldn't avoid a duel. I will definitely defeat Malfoy."

"I think we could have a name," said Fred.

"Call them the Horse Slaughter Team!" George said proudly.