I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

It seems like that thing knows how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

John narrowed his eyes at what sounded like a strange curse.

But well...

John's thoughtful eyes fell on Stephens. Just because he didn't know, didn't mean he couldn't learn.

His malicious eyes made Stephens feel inexplicably uneasy.

This new professor of mine should be a good person, right?

Stephens was soon discharged from the hospital.

As a well-known academic master of Hufflepuff, among a group of people lying on their backs, there appeared an involution maniac holding a book that was taller than a person.

Stephens silently opened "Advanced Runes" and "Classification and Summary Catalog of Ancient Languages".

At this moment, he regretted very much why he had to talk so much with the seemingly caring instructor.

Probably the only good thing is that when I stay with the professor, that voice never bothers me anymore.

He guessed that the ancient and obscure whisper was afraid of the harmless Professor Wick.

"In order to get rid of the trouble as soon as possible." Stephens gritted his teeth and decided to try hard.

Influenced by his father, an explorer, he was very interested in these ancient texts.

But it is limited to the elementary level.

It’s just a few books, but I can still do it!

probably.

"Stephens, great, you're okay."

Lewis yelled when he saw Stephens in the auditorium.

Stephens is very popular in the school. He is gentle and patient. Even the younger students admire this senior.

Stella also came over, and he looked at the fourth-grade senior curiously.

Stephens had chosen runes when choosing courses the previous year, but he had given up on divination and arithmetic.

Seeing the two of them, Stephens smiled and asked, "What classes do you have this afternoon?"

"Protecting Magical Creatures." Stella said with longing, "I really want to see what interesting lessons Professor Hagrid can bring to us."

In terms of interests, Stella is more like his uncle Charlie Weasley, who loves magical beasts.

It's a pity that Charlie's fire dragon was never touched by him, and the hideous burns on his uncle's body did not dissipate Stella's enthusiasm for magical animals.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a member of the Gryffindor clan, and his bold and adventurous spirit is really impressive.

Lewis sat mysteriously between the two of them, put his arms around the shoulders of both parties, and said mysteriously: "Have you heard of the three legends?"

"Three major legends?" Stella looked confused.

Lewis was a know-it-all and could find out everything.

He said seriously: "The devil who walks at night, the golden thief, the Witch King's treasure."

"I heard from the sixth-grade seniors that these all exist, especially the Witch King's treasure."

Speaking of this, Lewis' expression was so excited that he said with a twist: "That was left by the Witch King himself."

Stephens was so entranced that he didn't even read the book.

Stella was also interested, and Gryffindor had no shortage of adventurous spirit.

But thinking of something, Stella hesitated and said: "But Filch..."

When it comes to Filch, we have to talk about those lightning-fast shoes.

As the caretaker of Hogwarts, Filch is a squib, but he has a pair of shoes that can make him fly.

Many students who wanted to go out at night were taken to the solitary room under his ghostly figure.

So far, there has never been a miss.

In this regard, Lewis smiled confidently, "I found something that can help us take risks."

He took out a piece of parchment and placed it on the table.

"what is this?"

"I found this under the bed. It seems to have been left by a former student."

"None of that matters," Lewis said. "The most important thing is, this is a map."

"Map?" Stella opened it and asked doubtfully, "There's nothing there?"

"That's the wrong way." Lewis did not show it immediately, but stuffed the thing into his pocket and said, "This is our secret, don't tell others."

"What a secret!"

A clear questioning voice sounded.

Then the map Lewis was about to put in his pocket was snatched away.

He wanted to take it back, but the taller Gower pushed him away.

Alice, who was holding a map, put her hands on her hips.

Lewis said angrily: “Give the things back!”

"No, if you don't tell me, I will give this thing to Professor Snape!" Alice has two guardians on her left and one on her right. She is not afraid of Lewis at all. "I believe Professor Snape knows what this is." .”

Lewis was very aggrieved by the cross-cutting.

Stella had no choice but to say: "This is what we are going to use to find the three legends."

"Three major legends?" Alice said disdainfully, "Only a stupid Gryffindor would believe those tricks to deceive young wizards."

"But..."

After Lewis failed in his attempt to take back the map, Alice changed the topic and said proudly: "In order to verify your stupidity, I am willing to confirm it myself."

To put it bluntly, even she wanted to go.

The arrogant Alice never speaks directly.

Stella knew her too well, and three years was enough time for them to know each other's nature.

But Stella was also a little unhappy, this was an adventure between boys, why would you, a girl, join in the fun?

So he stiffened his neck and said nothing.

Alice stamped her feet angrily. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other. They didn't understand why they stopped laughing in the middle of the joke.

Stephens is like a big brother watching the mischief of his younger siblings. After seeing this, he acted as a peacemaker and said: "If the legend is true, then one more will be more caring."

"Huh?" Unable to understand what Stephens meant, Lewis asked stupidly, "The legend is still dangerous?"

The stupid question made Stephens sigh. This boy is indeed Stella's best friend. He said helplessly: "Listen to the names of the three legends. Which one looks very peaceful?"

The devil in the night sounds like something scary.

The golden thief, since he is a thief, might carry a wand.

Not to mention the Witch King's treasure.

As the greatest wizard in the world, the Witch King's method of selecting his successor must be unusual and perhaps full of danger.

As the child of the famous adventurer Mr. Diggory, Stephens' words are convincing.

He thought for a while and said: "The map alone is not enough. I have an invisibility cloak that I can lend to you, but I can only bring three people with me."

"Aren't you going to come with us, Stephens?" Stella still hopes that a top student will be with her, which will make her more secure.

Stephens was melancholy, he thought so, but the whispers and the learning of ancient languages ​​weighed on him, and he couldn't escape at all.

"No, I still have to study."

His answer made Lewis sigh: "You are not as diligent as Hufflepuff."

As soon as this was said, the Hufflepuffs near the table glared.

It's like Hufflepuff is lazy.

Stella hurriedly pulled Lewis and ran away before Lewis would be surrounded by the group.

Alice stopped him and said arrogantly, "We have agreed, if you don't come, you will be a puppy."

Stella said unhappily: “Stephens said, it can only be three people.”

"Goyle and Crabbe are not going." Alice said proudly, "I can prove all the legends are false by myself."

"You'd better not be scared to tears!" Stella was not to be outdone.

The two people each snorted and left.

Only Stephens walked forward with a heavy load. He looked left and right, "So I still have to deliver the invisibility cloak to your door?"

These junior students are really not polite at all.

"White frost...magic...blood...sacrifice..."

The whispers sounded again, and Stephens groaned, covering his head in pain.

Just when those sounds were about to burst his head, they all stopped suddenly.

Stephens' forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He looked up and saw John sitting there thoughtfully.

"That voice is really afraid of Professor Wick."

Stephens secretly thought.

The sound never stopped when Professor McGonagall and the others were around. As long as Professor Wick was nearby, the sound would disappear.

He began to wonder about Professor Wick's identity, and was actually afraid of him even if he wasn't afraid of Professor McGonagall's curse.

John walked up to Stephens and, under his increasingly horrified gaze, took out a book.

These books are even directly recorded in ancient languages. John smiled and said: "You should learn those books first, and then learn this more."

What Stephens thought was the end, turned out to be just the beginning.

Curses are harmful!

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