Hogwarts Dances with Dragons
Chapter 24 Yuga Dimlerviosa
It's night in the Gryffindor common room.
Alvin was playing with a bright red ruby. The ruby reflected magnificent brilliance under the dim light of the bedside.
On the bed next door, Ron was sleeping soundly with Banban in his arms. Ivan's eyes swept across Banban, a silver light flashed in his palm, and he put away the magic stone.
This stone has incredible power. It is like a universal formula, with the ability to transform any base metal into pure gold.
From a physical perspective, it has the ability to break the structure of any metal element into pieces and then reconstruct it into gold.
Strictly speaking, the magic stone should be regarded as a kind of material converter. As for the elixir refined by this thing, Ivan has no interest in it.
He had already learned from Dumbledore that the so-called elixir was just a potion for extending life and could not truly make people immortal.
According to Dumbledore, Nico Flamel, the original owner of the Philosopher's Stone, lived for more than 600 years with the help of this medicine. His whole body was like a crispy fried chicken. His life had been ruined to the extreme. I'm afraid it won't be long before he... It is said to be the elixir of life, but even if you swallow the magic stone alive, you will not be able to avoid death.
Ivan is not a saint, and he is also tempted by things like immortality, but this kind of lingering immortality is not what he wants.
After putting away the magic stone, tidying up the bedding, Alvin fell asleep.
After that, for nearly two months, there was no more trouble in the school.
Snape did not mention the Dementors again. Alvin heard from the portrait of Ms. Delis de Winter (the former headmistress of Hogwarts) passing by Gryffindor that Snape and Dumbledore applied. He transferred a dementor from Azkaban to teach, but was severely rejected by Dumbledore.
"That silly boy, Albus really hates that thing. I think he did the right thing. A place like school that is full of laughter and happiness, oh... we can't let those disgusting things harm us!" She He said this while waving a magic wand as thick as a rolling pin.
For this reason, Snape did not feel sorry for the Gryffindor little lions in class for nearly two months. Maybe he also felt a little embarrassed.
On Halloween Eve, Alvin woke up to the sweet and fragrant aroma of roasted pumpkin wafting through the hallway.
So, for once, he found the auditorium by following the scent without using Hermione to lead the way.
"Evan!" Ten minutes later, Hermione appeared in the auditorium angrily: "Why didn't you wait for me?"
"I followed the scent." Ivan grinned: "Isn't it awesome?"
"Is this why you didn't wait for me?" Hermione pinched her waist and looked at him in disbelief: "I take you downstairs every morning, and you don't wait for me?"
"I'm sorry..." Alvin said: "I just want to try to find it myself sometimes."
"Luckily you found it!" Hermione angrily sat down next to him and slammed her heavy schoolbag on the table.
"Pumpkin porridge, roasted pumpkin, actually just two bites is enough. Sausage? Omelette? Bacon? Oh, forget it..." Ivan took the tongs and picked through the several plates in front of him: "I really If you’ve eaten enough, you can’t have something decent to eat…”
As he spoke, he grabbed the fruit plate, picked up a bunch of grapes and stuffed it into his mouth. He pulled out a bunch of bare branches and threw them to Hermione: "Here, make a spare wand wood."
Hermione's face turned red with anger: "My wand is made of grape vine wood! Not a grape stem!"
After eating and drinking, the two came to the Charms classroom.
The little Professor Flitwick had arrived and was waving his wand, distributing feathers one by one to each table.
"Ah...Mr. Darknight, Miss Granger!" Professor Flitwick saw the two of them and took out two screaming candy mice from his pocket and gave them to them with a smile: "The two best in my class. Students, you are so early."
"So who is the best, Professor?" Hermione asked with a smile.
"Um...well..." Professor Flitwick hesitated briefly: "There is no doubt that Miss Granger, you are the student with the most outstanding theoretical knowledge in the class."
"That is to say, Alvin is better in practice." Hermione smiled, she didn't mind, because what Professor Flitwick said was the truth.
Relatively speaking, the two people's control over magic is not at the same level. Ivan's control over magic is as good as Harry's talent for Quidditch. It cannot be achieved through hard work. Absolute talent.
"Haha..." Seeing Hermione's sly smile, Professor Flitwick smiled happily: "Let me tell you secretly, we are going to learn the levitation spell today."
"I've learned it, Professor." Hermione said proudly like a little swan.
"Really? Well, actually I'm not surprised at all." Professor Flitwick laughed: "Ravenclaw is obviously famous for his wit and intelligence, but I didn't expect that the two best students in my class are actually Grant. Fendo…”
"Although most Gryffindor children have excellent and precious qualities, it is not easy to produce children as smart as you."
Professor Flitwick said: "In the past two years, except for Percy Weasley, there is no one else who is as outstanding as you. That Weasley kid is still a bit stubborn and doesn't look like a Gryffindor at all." many…"
"Yeah, it feels like a Slytherin." Ivan shrugged: "There must be something wrong with the sorting hat. Even if they are a family, they don't necessarily all belong to the same house."
Percy's utilitarianism is the most utilitarian he has ever seen. He doesn't understand how a 15-year-old kid can have such a strong desire for power.
Originally, he thought that since everyone was of the same age, even if they were in different colleges, their personalities wouldn't be too different.
But now he realizes that he was terribly wrong. Perhaps it is because the college culture has been inherited for a long time. Each college has long formed its own cultural circle, and the personality characteristics of students in different colleges are very different.
Especially in the two houses of Slytherin and Ravenclaw, Slytherin students have a so-called class circle as soon as they enter the school. Most Ravenclaw students have a high self-esteem and are unwilling to associate with other houses.
"Alas, if the Sorting Hat had persisted, you would have been sorted into Ravenclaw." Professor Flitwick muttered: "Although I agree with your remarks, Mr. Darknight, But we in Ravenclaw also have some truly brave people, and I almost got assigned to Gryffindor back then!"
This is the second time he has emphasized this matter. Perhaps because of this, Professor Flitwick has a good impression of Gryffindor students.
"Wingardim Leviosa~"
During class, Professor Flitwick waved his wand, causing Neville's toad Lyford to fly everywhere, which made the students jealous.
"Okay, don't forget the subtle flick of the wrist that we have been training." Professor Flitwick stood on the pile of books as usual and said sharply: "One wave and one shake, remember, one wave and one shake" Shake. Spelling is also very important - don't forget the wizard Barufio, who said the 'f' instead of an 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."
"Can you still summon a bison?" Ivan became interested and raised his wand.
"Stop!" Hermione quickly held his hand.
The two were arguing over a bison when they heard an explosion behind them.
Seamus' little face was burnt black, and his partner Harry swallowed: "Professor, we need a new feather..."
Alvin was playing with a bright red ruby. The ruby reflected magnificent brilliance under the dim light of the bedside.
On the bed next door, Ron was sleeping soundly with Banban in his arms. Ivan's eyes swept across Banban, a silver light flashed in his palm, and he put away the magic stone.
This stone has incredible power. It is like a universal formula, with the ability to transform any base metal into pure gold.
From a physical perspective, it has the ability to break the structure of any metal element into pieces and then reconstruct it into gold.
Strictly speaking, the magic stone should be regarded as a kind of material converter. As for the elixir refined by this thing, Ivan has no interest in it.
He had already learned from Dumbledore that the so-called elixir was just a potion for extending life and could not truly make people immortal.
According to Dumbledore, Nico Flamel, the original owner of the Philosopher's Stone, lived for more than 600 years with the help of this medicine. His whole body was like a crispy fried chicken. His life had been ruined to the extreme. I'm afraid it won't be long before he... It is said to be the elixir of life, but even if you swallow the magic stone alive, you will not be able to avoid death.
Ivan is not a saint, and he is also tempted by things like immortality, but this kind of lingering immortality is not what he wants.
After putting away the magic stone, tidying up the bedding, Alvin fell asleep.
After that, for nearly two months, there was no more trouble in the school.
Snape did not mention the Dementors again. Alvin heard from the portrait of Ms. Delis de Winter (the former headmistress of Hogwarts) passing by Gryffindor that Snape and Dumbledore applied. He transferred a dementor from Azkaban to teach, but was severely rejected by Dumbledore.
"That silly boy, Albus really hates that thing. I think he did the right thing. A place like school that is full of laughter and happiness, oh... we can't let those disgusting things harm us!" She He said this while waving a magic wand as thick as a rolling pin.
For this reason, Snape did not feel sorry for the Gryffindor little lions in class for nearly two months. Maybe he also felt a little embarrassed.
On Halloween Eve, Alvin woke up to the sweet and fragrant aroma of roasted pumpkin wafting through the hallway.
So, for once, he found the auditorium by following the scent without using Hermione to lead the way.
"Evan!" Ten minutes later, Hermione appeared in the auditorium angrily: "Why didn't you wait for me?"
"I followed the scent." Ivan grinned: "Isn't it awesome?"
"Is this why you didn't wait for me?" Hermione pinched her waist and looked at him in disbelief: "I take you downstairs every morning, and you don't wait for me?"
"I'm sorry..." Alvin said: "I just want to try to find it myself sometimes."
"Luckily you found it!" Hermione angrily sat down next to him and slammed her heavy schoolbag on the table.
"Pumpkin porridge, roasted pumpkin, actually just two bites is enough. Sausage? Omelette? Bacon? Oh, forget it..." Ivan took the tongs and picked through the several plates in front of him: "I really If you’ve eaten enough, you can’t have something decent to eat…”
As he spoke, he grabbed the fruit plate, picked up a bunch of grapes and stuffed it into his mouth. He pulled out a bunch of bare branches and threw them to Hermione: "Here, make a spare wand wood."
Hermione's face turned red with anger: "My wand is made of grape vine wood! Not a grape stem!"
After eating and drinking, the two came to the Charms classroom.
The little Professor Flitwick had arrived and was waving his wand, distributing feathers one by one to each table.
"Ah...Mr. Darknight, Miss Granger!" Professor Flitwick saw the two of them and took out two screaming candy mice from his pocket and gave them to them with a smile: "The two best in my class. Students, you are so early."
"So who is the best, Professor?" Hermione asked with a smile.
"Um...well..." Professor Flitwick hesitated briefly: "There is no doubt that Miss Granger, you are the student with the most outstanding theoretical knowledge in the class."
"That is to say, Alvin is better in practice." Hermione smiled, she didn't mind, because what Professor Flitwick said was the truth.
Relatively speaking, the two people's control over magic is not at the same level. Ivan's control over magic is as good as Harry's talent for Quidditch. It cannot be achieved through hard work. Absolute talent.
"Haha..." Seeing Hermione's sly smile, Professor Flitwick smiled happily: "Let me tell you secretly, we are going to learn the levitation spell today."
"I've learned it, Professor." Hermione said proudly like a little swan.
"Really? Well, actually I'm not surprised at all." Professor Flitwick laughed: "Ravenclaw is obviously famous for his wit and intelligence, but I didn't expect that the two best students in my class are actually Grant. Fendo…”
"Although most Gryffindor children have excellent and precious qualities, it is not easy to produce children as smart as you."
Professor Flitwick said: "In the past two years, except for Percy Weasley, there is no one else who is as outstanding as you. That Weasley kid is still a bit stubborn and doesn't look like a Gryffindor at all." many…"
"Yeah, it feels like a Slytherin." Ivan shrugged: "There must be something wrong with the sorting hat. Even if they are a family, they don't necessarily all belong to the same house."
Percy's utilitarianism is the most utilitarian he has ever seen. He doesn't understand how a 15-year-old kid can have such a strong desire for power.
Originally, he thought that since everyone was of the same age, even if they were in different colleges, their personalities wouldn't be too different.
But now he realizes that he was terribly wrong. Perhaps it is because the college culture has been inherited for a long time. Each college has long formed its own cultural circle, and the personality characteristics of students in different colleges are very different.
Especially in the two houses of Slytherin and Ravenclaw, Slytherin students have a so-called class circle as soon as they enter the school. Most Ravenclaw students have a high self-esteem and are unwilling to associate with other houses.
"Alas, if the Sorting Hat had persisted, you would have been sorted into Ravenclaw." Professor Flitwick muttered: "Although I agree with your remarks, Mr. Darknight, But we in Ravenclaw also have some truly brave people, and I almost got assigned to Gryffindor back then!"
This is the second time he has emphasized this matter. Perhaps because of this, Professor Flitwick has a good impression of Gryffindor students.
"Wingardim Leviosa~"
During class, Professor Flitwick waved his wand, causing Neville's toad Lyford to fly everywhere, which made the students jealous.
"Okay, don't forget the subtle flick of the wrist that we have been training." Professor Flitwick stood on the pile of books as usual and said sharply: "One wave and one shake, remember, one wave and one shake" Shake. Spelling is also very important - don't forget the wizard Barufio, who said the 'f' instead of an 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."
"Can you still summon a bison?" Ivan became interested and raised his wand.
"Stop!" Hermione quickly held his hand.
The two were arguing over a bison when they heard an explosion behind them.
Seamus' little face was burnt black, and his partner Harry swallowed: "Professor, we need a new feather..."
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