I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 115 The curtain rises

At the edge of the black lake, a certain air of astonishment rose up.

Not to mention Kingsley.

Even Tonks, the vanguard of the pop scene, felt deeply ridiculous.

Attacked the Minister of Magic because of a liar?

This was the most nonsensical reason she had ever heard for attacking the minister.

Fortunately, Owen is not here, otherwise he would give this old aunt a thumbs up and then kindly ask her if she is interested in joining Tongliao Universe.

Hey—I think this one really needs to go to St. Elizabeth's Hospital for recuperation.

In a word, there was silence for Tonks.

She had a cold face and an out-of-touch temperament, like an eggplant beaten by frost, with the word 'boring' written all over her face.

The woman in front of her is a madman with a sick head.

It was a waste of her feelings, thinking that she had caught some vicious dark wizard.

The result is a rabid fandom for The Hustler.

Ah~ The resume I got is gone

Tonks turned and left.

Leave the finishing touches to colleagues.

She came to the edge of the black lake with a twitching face, ready to quietly

"Kingsley—"

"What's the matter?" Hearing the sound, Kingsley asked suspiciously when he turned to look at Tonks.

"Are you sure that woman has no accomplices?"

"Of course, our men have overthrown Hogsmeade -"

He was interrupted by Tonks before he finished speaking.

The rebellious girl raised her hand, pointed at the flames passing by the sky, and said calmly, "What is that?"

"Ok?"

From the top of Hogwarts, several huge explosions sounded abruptly.

"Boom~"

Then a red fireball with a diameter of more than ten feet flew down from the castle and hit the black lake.

"Get out of the way!"

All the Aurors backed away quickly.

"Crack! Boom!"

The hard ice was instantly melted by the fireball to create a huge hole.

The water vapor all over the sky rose into the sky.

It makes people unable to see clearly what is happening in front of them.

"Boom~Boom~"

Before anyone could take a breath, two more fireballs fell.

The terrifying heat even blew to Hermione and the others.

The surrounding snow turned into rain, and it lasted for a while before recondensing into white falling flowers.

"Stop running away." A high-pitched voice came from the direction of the castle.

That voice was very familiar to Hermione and all the little wizards.

"It's Professor Flitwick. Is he here to help Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione looked surprised.

But the next sentence in the mist instantly cooled her excited spirit.

"I admire you, Head of Ravenclaw." The ethereal voice was as holy as a unicorn in the forest.

"Huh~huh" A strange gust of wind suddenly blew up on the Black Lake.

The white snow that the water vapor turned into was instantly cleared away.

Finally, neither Harry, Fudge, nor the Aurors noticed the two figures on the Black Lake.

Ok? ? ?

Why so many viewers?

The witch's eyes quickly looked around, and found that she was familiar with many people.

Hmm - they are all rivals of Zhoumu.

But what about him!

I wrap up tonight, and no one can stop me from doing this last scene.

At this time, Professor Flitwick also noticed Professor Dumbledore on the shore.

But the response he got was a nod from the old headmaster with an inexplicable smile.

Does this count as letting him continue?

Professor Flitwick didn't know what Dumbledore meant, but he and Owen had indeed put a lot of thought into today, so asking him to stop now felt like a waste of energy and work in vain.

Hmm - at worst, it's an outdoor dueling class.

Anyway, the last time he played against Owen, because the auditorium was too small, many spells could not be used, so today he just had a good time.

The two looked at each other, silently, waiting for the curtain to open.

"Wow! It's Professor Flitwick!"

And because of the noise just now, many little wizards in the castle got up in the dark.

Sure enough, it is human nature to like to watch the excitement.

After a while, the halfway up the mountain was full of young wizards in thick robes.

Even many professors appeared in the crowd.

"Who is that girl?"

"I don't know, but - wow blue skin!"

"What is this? Didn't you see that she has two faces? One eye is closed tightly, and the phantom face next to her looks good. So mysterious, so handsome!"

"Is the Headmaster fighting her? Why are they fighting?" asked a young Hufflepuff wizard wrapped in a thick blanket.

"You don't have to ask, you must have done something bad." Another Gryffindor continued.

"Hehe—you are so smart! Saying it is as if you didn't say it!"

At this time, the skin of Witch Lani was the time Hermione and Luna bumped into each other in the Room of Requirement.

With only two arms, except for the blue skin, it looks more like flesh and blood than a puppet.

This is completely different from the appearance of the puppets that some young wizards encountered.

It's the last dance after all.

It has to give people the feeling that the black hand has finally appeared.

"Is the audience all here?" The witch's glowing blue eyes swept over the top of the mountain, across the mountainside, and finally landed on Professor Flitwick after crossing the faces of everyone on the edge of the black lake.

So - let's get started!

Holds the scepter of Kalia and wears the golden Ravenclaw crown on his head.

A unicorn fur cape, lined with a robe reflecting the stars.

The witch's lips moved slightly, and the wand in her hand waved lightly, and then a wisp of black mist suddenly appeared.

It spread very fast, like silk, floating in the sky.

It wipes off the cold ice on the soles of the feet, covers the heavy snow, tears away the dark clouds, and lets the bright moonlight shine in.

"I declare in the name of the witch Lani:"

Like a spot of light in the wind, Lani's illusory figure gradually solidified.

"Those who challenge Ravenclaw's will~"

"The final judgment will be met."

"Let's pass it on to future generations~ Witnesses."

The black mist gradually covered the entire sky near the Black Lake.

Dots of stars appear in the black silk and satin.

Like the galaxy hanging upside down.

The witch walked on the turbulent lake, a round of cold moon, like the eyes of a god, staring at everyone present indifferently and deeply.

"The heir of Rowena—the princess of the moon, the incarnation of the dark moon."

Her words were like talking in a dream, but they were extremely shocking.

Everyone noticed that the dark moon above the sky seemed to be covering her body as if it were not there.

"Whoo~"

There was no joy or sorrow in Witch Lani's eyes.

The staff in his hand scooped up the lake water, and immediately set off huge waves.

Bursts of running water slapped towards Professor Flitwick.

And there are countless ice blades hidden in this huge wave.

Without panic, Weijiao quickly shook his wand and threw out a huge fireball again. The blazing heat evaporated all the ice blades in front of him in an instant.

Then he stretched out his hand and pushed, like a ball thrown casually, the fireball burned and rolled towards the witch with an unstoppable momentum.

"Disperse!"

The witch's beautiful face did not cause any changes.

Her long scepter struck the lake.

Immediately, the lake water controlled by the transformation technique turned into a huge whale.

The whale jumped out of the water and opened its huge mouth.

The radiant whale skin reflected the stars, swallowing the fireball in one gulp.

Then it sank to the bottom of the lake.

Hmm - the professor deliberately reduced the power of the spell - Lani immediately sensed that the magic power contained in this spell was a bit abnormal.

Only an empty shelf of special effects remains.It is already very reluctant to evaporate her ice blade.

Although what she throws out is just a special effect

Special effects

Since it's a special effect, she can let herself go.

He raised his hand to show his respect.

After that, she suddenly raised her staff and waved it vigorously.

In the next second, the tip of the staff spit out a cloud of smoke containing stars.

The smoke spread quickly, covering half of the Black Lake in the blink of an eye.

"Star Rain"

The stars flickered slightly, and then like falling stars, countless ice crystals streaked across the sky, and began to attack the Black Lake indiscriminately like rain.

That scene looked fantastic

The little wizards at Hogwarts who were halfway up the mountain were shocked. Many wizards looked down at their wands.

Hiss—why does it feel like the girl is the wizard and I'm just a baboon wielding a wand?

If the identities of both parties are not considered, I am afraid that many wizards will rush down on the spot and ask: Hello, where did you learn your magic?

I want to transfer school

This is no joke.

However, even if they ask, Miss Witch will agree if she doesn't see you. I, Rhea Lucaria, don't need so many materials for mage balls

Recruiting you to go to school is simply a waste of pyroxene!

On the Black Lake, the two who were performing a stage play didn't know what the little wizards were thinking.

But the falling meteor was right in front of him, but Professor Flitwick was still walking leisurely.

He raised his wand, like a painter splashing ink on the canvas, splashing ink on the sky, wantonly cutting across.

The witch's star rain really seemed to be cut by an invisible force. First it was broken into several pieces, and then it became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"Genius idea!" Every time he dueled with Owen, Professor Flitwick could find that his imagination seemed to be endless.

Just like this.

Using magic projection props to cover the sky, the smoke affects the sight of people around, the floating spell and fireflies mixed with lake water converge in the sky, and then let it fall.

He is simply a genius at developing magic items.

Such a large-scale 'firework' is a little difficult except how to make the fluorescent lights emit different colors, and even a little wizard in the third or fourth grade can do it.

Of course they may not be able to achieve such a large range.

But similar scenes can be restored enough.

This made Professor Flitwick suddenly think of the two troublemakers in Gryffindor.

George and Fred—it’s hard to say they weren’t involved in setting the stage.

On the other side, Miss Witch's cold face showed no emotional changes.

It's just that her wand was raised again, and then another stream of magic flowed out.

——Soul Torrent!

A torrent of pure magic power as thick as Hagrid's waist poured out. The huge magic power even caused the lake water to recede to both sides, and a cylindrical dent was clearly visible in the lake water.

Crazy coding in the hotel with a keyboard and notebook for the exam