I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 109 Methods to divert public opinion

"Don't rush to answer, little witch."

The witch stood up gracefully, leaving a little blue halo.

"You are qualified to spy on Ravenclaw's secrets. Because you are smart enough."

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings."

"Go to the eighth floor! When you understand the true meaning of Ravenclaw's Claw, the door of Ravenclaw will naturally be opened to you." After finishing speaking, the witch waved her hand.

As if a wind lifted her, Hermione was led out of the office.

Then, the oak door slowly closed.

It's like it was never on.

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"Whoo~"

"Almost exposed."

The witch sat on the chair again, propped her cheek with one hand, and reopened the magic book at hand with the other.

An obscure magic spell danced clearly in front of him.

"Psychedelic Spell"

Let the caster immerse themselves in their dreams, and they will see the corresponding scenery according to the desire in their hearts.

A powerful spell of insanity.

"Hiss~ Isn't this monthly reading?" The witch smacked her mouth.

I am envious of my grandfather's powerful talent in black magic.

In terms of the development of black magic, no one would dare to be the number one when his grandfather thought he was number two.

Not even Dumbledore.

In this world, the only person who could surpass him in the research of black magic was young Tom.

However, ever since Voldemort discovered the secret of the Horcrux, the kid thought that he had found invincible, and he gave up the study of black magic, and turned to the road of powerful bricks and flying.

A more powerful wand and a body that can store greater magic power. For this reason, he did not hesitate to transform himself into a person who is neither human nor ghost.

The psychedelic spell might not have been invented by his grandfather, but under his transformation, it became extremely powerful. Judging from the fact that she had secretly cast a spell on Hermione just now, the little witch didn't have any resistance to the spell.

Quietly.

However, even after being cursed, Hermione's face turned red and hot, and she didn't know what she saw.

"Perhaps Occlumency can resist this magic!" She thought faintly, her eyes moving downwards.

On the other hand, a brand new magic attracted her attention again.

The phantom flashed back.

Armor fights back.

Fire Shield.

Exorcism field.

Her hands turned quickly.

Because she wanted to see how many original magics were recorded in this book.

"Wait—that was just now." It seemed that he saw something extraordinary.

Lani hurried over.

Exorcism Field - can deviate from the trajectory of any spell to a certain extent, and requires good timing.

???

Tops force field?

She stared wide-eyed, looking at the description of the magic in disbelief.

Thoughts gradually emerged.

That was many years ago.

One warm afternoon, his grandfather had not yet left him.

Every autumn, they go hunting in the Scottish forests.

After her grandfather gnawed a big melon on an ordinary elk, Owen once said jokingly, "If you can invent a magic that deflects the death curse, is this considered a disguised solution?"

Unexpectedly, when I mentioned it casually, grandpa really took it seriously!

She really devoted herself to researching the magic spell that bends the will of the God of Death with the power of a mortal! ! !

Owen, who still kept Lani's appearance, her heart was beating wildly, and she watched carefully how to use the magic.

Just one glance, and he was dizzy—too complicated.

It was not embarrassing to say that, as a former dark boss, the second-in-command of the Death Eaters, and known as the youngest Dark Lord, there were many aspects of this magic that she did not quite understand.

fine!

"Bang!" She closed the book, jumped off the chair, kicked the door open and ran out with her bare feet.

She has a grandpa, why should she think about it by herself!

Where is the principal!Where's the professor?

Professor Dumbledore! !

Come on, Professor! ! !

oops~

bia~ji.

After stepping on a robe made of unicorn hair, the witch girl couldn't avoid something because of a creature under her feet, and fell straight to the ground.

"Meow~"

On the ground, Sirocco stretched out its fleshy claws and patted the witch's nose.

Why did her master become so stupid?

"Little thing." Lani stood up and grabbed the back of Shilok's fate with one hand.

After undoing the illusion spell on his body, Owen looked at the little guy who was still baring his teeth and claws with a bad expression.

you!There are no squid tentacles today!

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On the other side, Hermione, who had escaped back to the Gryffindor common room, was extremely excited.

The remaining shock in his eyes has not faded yet.

Hogwarts is closing.

Heir of Ravenclaw.

The secret room on the eighth floor.

replace the principal.

One after another, they kept making waves in her mind.

She was overwhelmed and wanted to talk to this person, but unfortunately, she didn't know what happened to Harry and Ron at this time, and they still didn't come back.

Sitting in an armchair in the lounge.

The moon outside the window is getting higher and higher.

Just like this Christmas night, gradually moving away.

Gradually, an inexplicable sleepiness surged up, with infinite worries about tomorrow.

And Harry and Ron shouting in their ears.

She gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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As soon as the time turned, it was already the third day after Christmas.

In the Hogwarts school nurse's room.

Clearly, a ray of sunlight shines through.

Touching Hermione's cheek on the bed.

"I"

Suddenly, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

"Granger?"

Owen, who was standing by, spoke out immediately.

He doesn't know which psychedelic spell is so powerful

Hermione suffered a huge mental impact from the attack, and Madam Pomfrey had no treatment for it.

It's like a tired sleeper whose only cure is rest.

And this rest is three days!

"This is—" Hermione Yoyo opened her eyes, looking around in confusion.

Pale bed, full of herbal smell.

and curtains by the windows.

These incomparably describe her current position.

"You were attacked by a mysterious man." Owen lied against his will. For this matter, Dumbledore severely criticized him again.He also took away the magic book given to him by his grandfather.

ok~

In fact, Owen didn't care whether the book was in his hands or not.

The magic on it is too advanced. To put it bluntly, with his current level, trying to study it might cause trouble.

It is also a good choice to ask the old principal to help.

Besides, Dumbledore's, isn't it his?

They are all waiting to inherit the inheritance.

"You-Know-Who?" Hermione said weakly.

Her thoughts slowly went back, and finally found the news about the witch Lani from her mottled memory.

"Witch."

"I know, I've been to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, but she's not here anymore." Owen answered.

"Really?" Hermione turned her head away. She didn't know why she was reluctant to tell Owen about the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets hidden on the eighth floor.

"—You are qualified to pry into Ravenclaw's secrets." These words kept floating in her ears.

perhaps

She should check it out first.

Or at least check to see if the so-called secret room exists!

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Hermione spent four days in the hospital.

The day after she woke up, she returned to Gryffindor.

Next, Christmas seemed to fall into some eerie calm.

Especially when the little wizards return to Hogwarts.

This kind of calmness becomes more and more weird.

the reason is simple.

The little wizards who left Hogwarts brought what happened in the castle back to the outside world.

There was an attack on the school!

There is a death of a Ministry of Magic official - such a big news, why is the British wizarding world so dull?

Not even the Daily Prophet published an article.

This weird atmosphere lasted until the beginning of the new semester.

Then a bombshell hit the front pages of the papers—a false adventure, the adventure of Gilderoy Lockhart, the crook.

The "Daily Prophet" used three full pages to introduce in detail how Lockhart erased the memories of several wizards and took their experiences as his own.

The Ministry of Magic immediately stood up and said that the Auror Office had sent Aurors to arrest Lockhart. It is conceivable that for the crimes he committed, he would be in prison in Azkaban for the rest of his life.

The news soon set off a turbulent wave in the magical world, and countless wizards exclaimed that their idols collapsed.

But the pressure on the Ministry of Magic doesn't stop there.

The wizards Gildero attacked were not limited to the United Kingdom. The Ministry of Magic from more than a dozen countries, including France, Germany, Bhutan, and Bangladesh, filed a lawsuit against the Federation.

It is conceivable that in the past few months, Fudge probably will not be relaxed, and it is estimated that he has eaten a big melon at this time, and Lockhart's heart is full.

The letter of complaint from the parents of Hogwarts students about the current attacks in Hogwarts naturally did not cause any waves under the influence of Lockhart.

After all, Mr. Ober, the so-called dead investigator of the Ministry of Magic, had just left for Norway to answer the Federation's inquiry.

"It's all little wizards with poor grades who want to evade the exam, and they collude to make a fool of themselves!" Fudge angrily threw all the warning letters into the trash can.

Then send assistants to write back to the parents of those students.

Attached is a photo of Mr. Orbo in the Daily Prophet criticizing the lax censorship of the Magic Press.

I believe that when the parents learn the 'truth', the little wizards in the summer vacation may not have a good time.

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"Oh my God! Lockhart... all his stories are someone else's."

Lockhart's incident also caused a strong storm among the young wizards.

Those diehard Lockhart fans, after hearing the news, were taken aback for a moment, then refuted, and then produced all kinds of false evidence to accuse their idols of being treated unfairly.

What kind of political suppression!

What a conflict of interest!

What is being framed!

What's more, he even said that those stories should have been written by Lockhart. He publicized the experiences of those wizards who may have been unknown all their lives. They should be grateful to Lockhart.

I've deleted and deleted it more than 2000 times, but I'm still not satisfied with it. It's too slow.We need to speed up the pace and prepare to end the secret room within ten chapters.