NOVEL NEXT Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 263 The Road
Chapter 263 The Road
As soon as Harry entered the Great Hall, cheers and cheers erupted inside.
Tables and chairs were piled high with mountains of cake, jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.
A little wizard set off some Filibar fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks in the air.
There are also a few eye-catching new banners hung by a little wizard who is good at painting, including Harry standing on the head of the white snake, pointing his sword at the fire dragon, and finally slaying the dragon. Kazuma.
Opposite Aiwen is a ferocious and terrifying dragon, with its fangs bared and flames spitting out of its mouth.
However, thousands of soldiers and horses composed of transformation pieces are fighting towards the fire dragon one after another, and finally wiped out the fire dragon.
Under the banner, all the little wizards of Hogwarts were celebrating. Everyone laughed and ate delicious food. Some people came to say hello to Harry, asked for more details, and asked about Ivan's whereabouts. Harry had no choice but to Help your friends get around.
You know, slaying a dragon is really a great achievement. Compared with this, Quidditch is a hammer, and slaying a dragon is the romance of a wizard.
"Oh my god, this thing is quite heavy!" A little wizard took the golden elixir from Harry.Holding the golden egg on the table, weighing it with both hands.
"Of course, I dare say, it must be pure gold!"
"Open it up, Harry, and let's see what's in there!"
"Come on, turn it on!" Several people responded.
"Okay." Harry smiled, "If you can find something, I can share it with Ivan then."
He took the golden egg from the little wizard, dug his nails into a circle of grooves on the golden egg, and pried the egg open. At this moment, a terrifying, piercing scream filled the whole place. Room.
Harry closed the golden egg all at once, and everyone present showed expressions of lingering fear. The sound was really terrifying, but within a few seconds, everyone laughed again.
"Haha, Harry, isn't that what you're going to face next?"
"Let me guess, maybe it will let you dance with a female ghost?"
"It's impossible for you to jump into this golden egg."
Everyone laughed and talked about their guesses, and it was obvious that they now had a kind of blind worship for Harry.
Different from the joyful atmosphere in the auditorium, the atmosphere in Mr. McGonagall’s small stone house seemed a bit deserted. Mr. McGonagall looked at Ivan who was chasing him all the way, and his face was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately became strict, "You guys What are you two doing here, didn't I tell you to go to the auditorium?"
Ivan laughed, stepped forward and grabbed one of Mr. McGonagall's arms, and Hermione followed by grabbing Mr. McGonagall's other arm. Mr. McGonagall's body stiffened for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly, "Oh, you two, it's really..."
A small white snake protruded from Aiwen's neck, and hissed out the snake letter. A little red bat flew down from Aiwen's head, re-formed into a human form, and jumped onto Aiwen's back. Aiwen's right hand He squeezed it briefly, as if there was a person on the right side with him. On the ground behind him, a series of paw prints and hoof prints appeared quietly, but gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Everyone has a different path, and everyone has a different idea, just like Ivan and Harry at this time, one is destined to attract attention, but the other prefers to be quiet and elegant.
One wears crescent glasses.A figure with gray hair and beard appeared at the other end of the corridor, watching the figures leave with a very emotional expression.
They are equally excellent, equally talented, and equally lovable, but Dumbledore finally discovered the biggest difference between Ivan and Voldemort.
Maybe he was alone, an old man hoping for woolen socks for Christmas.
……
November brought strong winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts, and there was always a draft in the castle in winter. At this time, the little wizards began to be very attached to the hot fire and thick walls in the castle.
Including the current Aiwen, squatting on the boulder next to the black lake. Although there is a constant temperature halo around him, Aiwen still often shivered, and then covered his body with thick clothes one after another, and even looked at that. It seemed all sentimental, with the uncomfortably Ravenclaw scarf draped around her neck - a masterpiece by Hermione, needless to say.
Opposite Aiwen, several teams of foals are undergoing fierce confrontation training. Centaurs are not ignorant of magic. On the contrary, they are proficient in astrology. In their situation, they changed the release process of some magic slightly, and let them start practicing.
"Junnot, aren't you cold?" Aiwen glanced at Junot standing beside him, wearing very little Junnot, and asked curiously.
"Eh... Actually, as long as you are within a certain range of you, the temperature will actually be very high." After getting along for a while, Junot, who probably understands Aiwen's temperament, obviously spoke a lot more casually, but even so, seeing Aiwen With this appearance, Junot was still a little embarrassed, so he had to ask tentatively, "Otherwise... Ivan, we will not continue training next week? The rest will wait until the weather gets warmer?"
"Really? That's great!" Ai Wen clapped his hands together, almost not laughing out loud.
Junot: ...
"Actually... Ivan, you could have said it earlier," Junot said helplessly, "The magic you guided them is far higher than what we paid."
"Then I'm embarrassed..." As soon as he clapped his hands just now, another gust of wind got into his clothes, making Aiwen tighten his clothes quickly, "You have to bring up this kind of matter anyway. Yes, who knew you were so sincere."
"Because we have been following your instructions." Junot was even more helpless, "We centaurs would not come out in this winter, the severe cold will make the prey hide their tracks, if it wasn't for you before The aura of constant temperature taught us, I am afraid that our centaurs will have to reduce their staff this year, even so, excessive training will definitely require a lot of food consumption, and our centaurs will still not have a good time this year."
"Food consumption?" Aiwen looked at Junot, with his mouth wide open, "why didn't you tell me about the lack of food? I have a lot of food. How do I know what you want if you don't say anything?" ?”
Junot: ...
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(End of this chapter)
As soon as Harry entered the Great Hall, cheers and cheers erupted inside.
Tables and chairs were piled high with mountains of cake, jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.
A little wizard set off some Filibar fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks in the air.
There are also a few eye-catching new banners hung by a little wizard who is good at painting, including Harry standing on the head of the white snake, pointing his sword at the fire dragon, and finally slaying the dragon. Kazuma.
Opposite Aiwen is a ferocious and terrifying dragon, with its fangs bared and flames spitting out of its mouth.
However, thousands of soldiers and horses composed of transformation pieces are fighting towards the fire dragon one after another, and finally wiped out the fire dragon.
Under the banner, all the little wizards of Hogwarts were celebrating. Everyone laughed and ate delicious food. Some people came to say hello to Harry, asked for more details, and asked about Ivan's whereabouts. Harry had no choice but to Help your friends get around.
You know, slaying a dragon is really a great achievement. Compared with this, Quidditch is a hammer, and slaying a dragon is the romance of a wizard.
"Oh my god, this thing is quite heavy!" A little wizard took the golden elixir from Harry.Holding the golden egg on the table, weighing it with both hands.
"Of course, I dare say, it must be pure gold!"
"Open it up, Harry, and let's see what's in there!"
"Come on, turn it on!" Several people responded.
"Okay." Harry smiled, "If you can find something, I can share it with Ivan then."
He took the golden egg from the little wizard, dug his nails into a circle of grooves on the golden egg, and pried the egg open. At this moment, a terrifying, piercing scream filled the whole place. Room.
Harry closed the golden egg all at once, and everyone present showed expressions of lingering fear. The sound was really terrifying, but within a few seconds, everyone laughed again.
"Haha, Harry, isn't that what you're going to face next?"
"Let me guess, maybe it will let you dance with a female ghost?"
"It's impossible for you to jump into this golden egg."
Everyone laughed and talked about their guesses, and it was obvious that they now had a kind of blind worship for Harry.
Different from the joyful atmosphere in the auditorium, the atmosphere in Mr. McGonagall’s small stone house seemed a bit deserted. Mr. McGonagall looked at Ivan who was chasing him all the way, and his face was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately became strict, "You guys What are you two doing here, didn't I tell you to go to the auditorium?"
Ivan laughed, stepped forward and grabbed one of Mr. McGonagall's arms, and Hermione followed by grabbing Mr. McGonagall's other arm. Mr. McGonagall's body stiffened for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly, "Oh, you two, it's really..."
A small white snake protruded from Aiwen's neck, and hissed out the snake letter. A little red bat flew down from Aiwen's head, re-formed into a human form, and jumped onto Aiwen's back. Aiwen's right hand He squeezed it briefly, as if there was a person on the right side with him. On the ground behind him, a series of paw prints and hoof prints appeared quietly, but gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Everyone has a different path, and everyone has a different idea, just like Ivan and Harry at this time, one is destined to attract attention, but the other prefers to be quiet and elegant.
One wears crescent glasses.A figure with gray hair and beard appeared at the other end of the corridor, watching the figures leave with a very emotional expression.
They are equally excellent, equally talented, and equally lovable, but Dumbledore finally discovered the biggest difference between Ivan and Voldemort.
Maybe he was alone, an old man hoping for woolen socks for Christmas.
……
November brought strong winds, rain and snow to Hogwarts, and there was always a draft in the castle in winter. At this time, the little wizards began to be very attached to the hot fire and thick walls in the castle.
Including the current Aiwen, squatting on the boulder next to the black lake. Although there is a constant temperature halo around him, Aiwen still often shivered, and then covered his body with thick clothes one after another, and even looked at that. It seemed all sentimental, with the uncomfortably Ravenclaw scarf draped around her neck - a masterpiece by Hermione, needless to say.
Opposite Aiwen, several teams of foals are undergoing fierce confrontation training. Centaurs are not ignorant of magic. On the contrary, they are proficient in astrology. In their situation, they changed the release process of some magic slightly, and let them start practicing.
"Junnot, aren't you cold?" Aiwen glanced at Junot standing beside him, wearing very little Junnot, and asked curiously.
"Eh... Actually, as long as you are within a certain range of you, the temperature will actually be very high." After getting along for a while, Junot, who probably understands Aiwen's temperament, obviously spoke a lot more casually, but even so, seeing Aiwen With this appearance, Junot was still a little embarrassed, so he had to ask tentatively, "Otherwise... Ivan, we will not continue training next week? The rest will wait until the weather gets warmer?"
"Really? That's great!" Ai Wen clapped his hands together, almost not laughing out loud.
Junot: ...
"Actually... Ivan, you could have said it earlier," Junot said helplessly, "The magic you guided them is far higher than what we paid."
"Then I'm embarrassed..." As soon as he clapped his hands just now, another gust of wind got into his clothes, making Aiwen tighten his clothes quickly, "You have to bring up this kind of matter anyway. Yes, who knew you were so sincere."
"Because we have been following your instructions." Junot was even more helpless, "We centaurs would not come out in this winter, the severe cold will make the prey hide their tracks, if it wasn't for you before The aura of constant temperature taught us, I am afraid that our centaurs will have to reduce their staff this year, even so, excessive training will definitely require a lot of food consumption, and our centaurs will still not have a good time this year."
"Food consumption?" Aiwen looked at Junot, with his mouth wide open, "why didn't you tell me about the lack of food? I have a lot of food. How do I know what you want if you don't say anything?" ?”
Junot: ...
……
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(End of this chapter)
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