Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

The big rooster was actually quite old, and even after it was plucked, it was quite big. Not long after dinner, I ate such a top-notch roasted chicken, which was just enough to fill up the space that Hagrid and DeWitt had just vacated. abdomen.

"The meat is a bit tough," DeWitt pulled at the charcoal fire absentmindedly. Judging from the results, it was a good thing that he was the only one who could create various props according to the formula, but he just couldn't figure out why everyone was doing the same thing. What if the grid doesn’t work?He said: "Sorry, Hagrid, I didn't expect -"

"It's none of your business." Hagrid didn't take it seriously at all. His eyebrows jumped when he saw the chicken being shot to death - and that was just because of surprise. He waved his hands and said in relief: "Sure There’s something wrong with my craftsmanship.”

"I don't want to hide it from you, Hagrid," DeWitt said: "That kind of manufacturing is not craftsmanship at all. It may be other reasons that led to the failure. It would be the same result for another person."

"It doesn't matter, you can make it anyway, right?" Hagrid laughed heartily.

Hagrid was a good friend, so DeWitt said, "No problem, as long as I have enough materials, I can do it."

The once majestic rooster was now just a pile of smoking bones. By the time he finished his inspection of the Forbidden Forest, the bones were already covered with a layer of ants.

"It's too late today," Hagrid said to DeWitt when he returned to the castle. "Do you still have the note that Professor McGonagall gave you?"

DeWitt would bring it with him every time he came for punishment, and this time was no exception.

"You have to be careful Filch," Hagrid warned him: "It's past the curfew point now. If you are caught by Filch, he won't care whether you are punished or not without evidence. He will do the opposite right away. To punish you, it’s best not to meet him.”

Hagrid was right.The first meeting with Filch was not a pleasant one, and DeWitt got to know Filch a little bit from this, and now Hagrid's words further proved his point of view.

"He always seems to feel that students are violating the rules," DeWitt said, "and breaking the rules seems to violate the greatest principles in the world, but he himself has no authority."

Without the school rules, there would be no Filch, and it would be inappropriate to talk about it as a student, so DeWitt said goodbye to Hagrid and walked towards the castle.

As he walked away, he was still thinking, criticizing Filch in a condescending manner, but then he thought that no matter how big Filch's problem was, it wouldn't affect the current school rules. Is there something wrong with the mentality of being controlled by others but still thinking that you are more noble?No, DeWitt then made a more severe criticism in his heart - status should not be the criterion for evaluating a person's virtue, but he could only criticize. He still had to be careful when walking in the midnight castle, It's best not to have contact with anyone.

It’s just that the plot arrangement must be dramatic. If there are no twists and turns, there will be no need to tell it. So when he walked to the second floor, DeWitt met Peeves.

This abominable and malicious Peeves floated over happily, facing DeWitt with his face that looked funny when he was in a good mood, and increasingly annoyed when he was in a troubled mood, and spoke in a weird voice Said: "Ah - another little devil who doesn't sleep, what do you think will happen if I call Filch over?"

DeWitt didn't like accidents, but he wasn't afraid either. He said, "Just scream, I'm going to be punished according to Professor McGonagall's words, Filch can't control me."

"Really?" Peeves turned his head and eyes, and said furtively: "Then you should have the note approved by the professor... Hurry! Take it out and let me check it! Let me be healthy! Let me be healthy. ah!"

"It's not your turn." DeWitt glanced at Peeves with contempt and continued to move forward fearlessly. In fact, he never stopped from beginning to end.

Ignorance and contempt are the most unbearable things for Peeves. If someone is angry with him, the more angry he is, the more angry he becomes. But this is not the case now. It is Peeves' turn to be so angry that he can't help himself.Immediately, as if he had lost his mind, he relied on Peeves' unique ability to dismantle the armor on both sides of the corridor, and controlled the armor parts to hit DeWitt.

Peeves' abilities are limited, and the sharp metal armor parts don't fly very fast. It is conceivable that even if it hits DeWitt, the damage caused may not be able to break through the oily skin, but Peeves should have used his full strength. .

"Aren't you afraid that the professor will take care of you?" DeWitt asked as he dodged the flying armor parts.

"The professors are all asleep." A malicious smile flowed from Peeves' mouth, surging at the corners of his mouth.

"Where are the other ghosts?" DeWitt remembered that Peeves was afraid of one of the Slytherin ghosts, Bloody Balor.

"They have other places to go." Peeves chuckled harshly.

"So there's no one around now? No ghosts? No one knows what's going on?"

"That's right!" Peeves smiled happily.

This should be Peeves's proudest moment. A poor and helpless new student will be punished by himself for his arrogance. He will have a good understanding of who is responsible for Hogwarts and let himself enjoy playing a prank, but... Peeves Pigui felt strange and ridiculous at the same time. Is this little wizard going to use magic against him?Magic can never destroy itself.But why did he emit a faint blue light without using a wand?

DeWitt endured it for a long time. When he asked Peeves if there was no one around, he also turned on his spiritual vision to check the surroundings. After repeatedly confirming that there was no one around, he immediately stretched out his hand to draw the secret source towards Peeves.The green light built a one-way channel to transmit the secret source. Peeves suddenly felt something bad. He was connected to the beam without any awareness and instinctively wanted to escape. However, the ability to absorb the secret source could not be terminated after the beam appeared. Then the beam became thinner and shrank rapidly. Peeves didn't know what was happening. He could only realize that something vital was flowing out of his body... But what was it?He couldn't understand, and was gradually losing the ability to think. He could only watch as DeWitt swallowed something from the strange, smoky green light.

In the end, Peeves lost the core that supported his activities, and the remaining insignificant parts could no longer be gathered into a whole. With the pain of decomposition, he dispersed like fog.

The result was satisfactory, so DeWitt was happy when he put the armor parts back into place.

I didn't want to bring this step up this far, DeWitt thought, but Peeves is too hateful and wanton, the time and place are too perfect, and Peeves is evil with all his strength. I have never considered the consequences. The fewer such disgusting things must be, the better, so there is no guilt at all, no need to feel guilty.DeWitt reviewed himself again and again, but he still didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

In the end, he recalled the "smell" of Peeves and walked up the high stairs with satisfaction.

1: This should be green, but I think it’s not good to see green light on people, so I changed it to green, but it’s not bad. In short, when body parts and secret source spells are combined and need to be described, green It will always change to cyan