Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts
032 Christmas vacation begins
The hall is bright and bright, and every student has a red face, because it is the Christmas dinner. After tonight, it means that the last semester of the school has passed and it is time to go home and have fun.
As for the exam?
I don't know about other houses, but Hufflepuff's first-year students are full of confidence. Under the guidance of Ans and Cedric, they divided the key points of each subject into memorizing them. Everyone is full of confidence. Going to take the exam.
After finishing the exam, they had an illusion that they should go to Ravenclaw, because there was no pressure in their written answers, that is, there was some pressure in brewing potions, transfiguration, and using spells. .
Apart from practical exercises, the little badgers are still very confident in their results.
This makes them feel that coming to Hufflepuff does not necessarily mean that they are stupid people, they can still be smart people.
At the beginning of the banquet, Dumbledore told the scores of each house. Although everyone knew it, they were surprised when the principal told them.
Because, No. 1 is Hufflepuff, and No. 2 is Slytherin. The gap between the two is not much, but it is amazing enough. You must know that Slytherin has monopolized the House Cup for several times.
This made Professor Sprout's face flush with happiness. She felt that she had the opportunity to hold the Academy Cup in person this year, which she had never experienced during her student days.
Logically speaking, Professor McGonagall should be celebrating. After all, she is the Vice-Principal and Professor Sprout's friend for many years. But unfortunately, she has another identity - the Head of Gryffindor.
And Gryffindor... was at the bottom.
The score from No. 3 Ravenclaw is huge.
This made her couldn't help but hold her head up and look at the little lion in her college. It was the first time in so many years that she felt so tired.
reason?
Looking at the red-headed twins who were still noisy, Professor McGonagall closed her eyes in despair. She had already decided to visit the Weasley family's Burrow. Oh, no, in the Muggle world, this is called a [home visit]. .
hehe~
"Oh, George?"
"Oh, Fred?"
"You feel it too?"
"That feeling of chills from head to tailbone?"
"My God."
"My God!"
"Why don't we go back?"
"Have you forgotten, my dear brother, we have submitted the form."
The twins looked at Professor McGonagall, who was holding his forehead on the stage, and suddenly stopped making trouble, because they discovered that there seemed to be a little bit of trouble at Hogwarts this semester, and Gryffindor's scores seemed... all, No, most of them buckle.
And dear brother Percy often writes home after they make mistakes, squeezing the life out of old Errol. It burns life every time it flies, which makes the two younger brothers often despise their elder brother's ugly face.
But now... all they want to say is, if they please Percy, can he and his mother tell him that it's all nonsense?
Doesn't seem to work?
----
The next day, I waved goodbye to Cedric and the others at the station, pulled the suitcase towards the familiar Lexus, and was then driven to Uncle Dorian's school by his father, John.
He got a student position with his uncle, and now he has to take the exam.
When they finished their work, they went home and ate a quick meal. Under the instructions of their mother Maria, they changed into a set of clothes, disguised themselves, carried a suitcase, and used the door key with glasses as the carrier.
After an indescribable and dizzying journey through space, Ans returned to Hogwarts.
The magic in this world is so strange. The space known as "Time is the Lord, Space is the King" has been used by these wizards to expand the space with spells such as apparation, door keys, disappearing cabinets and even the traceless extension spell. All came out.
As for time, it is amazing. It seems to have been made into a bloodline inheritance. There is GG's prophecy Magus on the top, crystal divination on the bottom to let Voldemort kill himself, and a time turner to allow Miss Hermione to take multiple courses at the same time.
It seems that they are all auxiliary magic worlds, and the spells that are specifically used to attack are mostly black magic and are easily affected. They are of the Seven Injury Fist type and are not a good choice.
"Then, everyone is here."
At the edge of the black lake, Dumbledore, who was dressed in pure white, looked at the sudden appearance of a red-haired, blue-eyed boy with freckles, smiled, opened his hands, and smiled at the adult wizards around him.
"That's right, no need to be surprised. This is the companion I found to familiarize you with the enemy's combat mode. For various reasons, according to his needs, I will call him - Nobody."
"Hmph, you are really old. Your brain has been eaten by sweet cockroaches." The hook-nosed Professor Snape crossed his arms gloomily and looked at Dumbledore blankly. There was not much in his tone. "A boy? A mouse-like guy who refuses to show his true colors, a companion? It does agree with the nature of the guys in the island country, but don't we have a cat here? The best at catching mice. Alright."
"Oh, hehehe, maybe Severus, I'm really old." Dumbledore didn't feel disrespected at all. He raised his hand and caressed the older cat girl next door. "It seems that you are very unhappy. It just so happens that you can have a look." How about some exercise after dinner, Mr. Anonymous?"
哒啦
The box hit the ground, and Ans took a step back with his hands spread wide.
The meaning is obvious, I can do it, what about you?
At this obvious invitation to challenge, Snape snorted disdainfully, lowered his arms across his chest, took a step forward, and then pulled out his wand and pointed it at the boy in front of him.
"Except your weapons!"
"Grease technique!"
The two of them released spells at the same time. To be honest, Ans came first, but Snape also underestimated the enemy first.
It was impossible for him to imagine how much fighting qualities a child possessed, and since he had not paid much attention to the history of ordinary people since he was a child because of his father, it was naturally impossible for him to know about the Assassin organization that appeared in human history.
With quick steps, Ans elegantly and calmly avoided Snape's spell, but Snape's situation was not good. Like Professor Card at the beginning, his foot slipped unprepared.
He was unable to cast spells normally due to his unsteady stance, but he was still an old spy who had been among the Death Eaters. Regardless of the greasy lawn, he rolled over.
"Burning flames!"
Seeing the professor rolling on the floor, with such a great opportunity, Ans cast a fire spell and went out. Madam Pomfrey was not far away. At most, she had no hair, so it was nothing.
"The whirlwind sweeps away! The water is as clear as a spring!" Snape snorted coldly. As if he had expected it, he quickly cast two spells in succession, and then pointed at Ans and said, "Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"
"Misty clouds!"
When the wand was pointed at him, his sixth sense screamed crazily. After Ans released this magic, he immediately realized that his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth and he was unable to make a sound. This cut off the way to cast spells unless he could use a silent spell.
But it's a pity that he can't. Although he can directly use the magic power of the Obscurus and directly attack with pure magic power, his identity as an Obscurus will be exposed in that way, although Dumbledore may have expected it.
However, he is now demonstrating to the professor and members of the Order of the Phoenix the fighting methods of killers such as ninjas.
In the smoke... it's not the magician's home ground.
Just like now...the forbidden forest wrapped in silver.
As for the exam?
I don't know about other houses, but Hufflepuff's first-year students are full of confidence. Under the guidance of Ans and Cedric, they divided the key points of each subject into memorizing them. Everyone is full of confidence. Going to take the exam.
After finishing the exam, they had an illusion that they should go to Ravenclaw, because there was no pressure in their written answers, that is, there was some pressure in brewing potions, transfiguration, and using spells. .
Apart from practical exercises, the little badgers are still very confident in their results.
This makes them feel that coming to Hufflepuff does not necessarily mean that they are stupid people, they can still be smart people.
At the beginning of the banquet, Dumbledore told the scores of each house. Although everyone knew it, they were surprised when the principal told them.
Because, No. 1 is Hufflepuff, and No. 2 is Slytherin. The gap between the two is not much, but it is amazing enough. You must know that Slytherin has monopolized the House Cup for several times.
This made Professor Sprout's face flush with happiness. She felt that she had the opportunity to hold the Academy Cup in person this year, which she had never experienced during her student days.
Logically speaking, Professor McGonagall should be celebrating. After all, she is the Vice-Principal and Professor Sprout's friend for many years. But unfortunately, she has another identity - the Head of Gryffindor.
And Gryffindor... was at the bottom.
The score from No. 3 Ravenclaw is huge.
This made her couldn't help but hold her head up and look at the little lion in her college. It was the first time in so many years that she felt so tired.
reason?
Looking at the red-headed twins who were still noisy, Professor McGonagall closed her eyes in despair. She had already decided to visit the Weasley family's Burrow. Oh, no, in the Muggle world, this is called a [home visit]. .
hehe~
"Oh, George?"
"Oh, Fred?"
"You feel it too?"
"That feeling of chills from head to tailbone?"
"My God."
"My God!"
"Why don't we go back?"
"Have you forgotten, my dear brother, we have submitted the form."
The twins looked at Professor McGonagall, who was holding his forehead on the stage, and suddenly stopped making trouble, because they discovered that there seemed to be a little bit of trouble at Hogwarts this semester, and Gryffindor's scores seemed... all, No, most of them buckle.
And dear brother Percy often writes home after they make mistakes, squeezing the life out of old Errol. It burns life every time it flies, which makes the two younger brothers often despise their elder brother's ugly face.
But now... all they want to say is, if they please Percy, can he and his mother tell him that it's all nonsense?
Doesn't seem to work?
----
The next day, I waved goodbye to Cedric and the others at the station, pulled the suitcase towards the familiar Lexus, and was then driven to Uncle Dorian's school by his father, John.
He got a student position with his uncle, and now he has to take the exam.
When they finished their work, they went home and ate a quick meal. Under the instructions of their mother Maria, they changed into a set of clothes, disguised themselves, carried a suitcase, and used the door key with glasses as the carrier.
After an indescribable and dizzying journey through space, Ans returned to Hogwarts.
The magic in this world is so strange. The space known as "Time is the Lord, Space is the King" has been used by these wizards to expand the space with spells such as apparation, door keys, disappearing cabinets and even the traceless extension spell. All came out.
As for time, it is amazing. It seems to have been made into a bloodline inheritance. There is GG's prophecy Magus on the top, crystal divination on the bottom to let Voldemort kill himself, and a time turner to allow Miss Hermione to take multiple courses at the same time.
It seems that they are all auxiliary magic worlds, and the spells that are specifically used to attack are mostly black magic and are easily affected. They are of the Seven Injury Fist type and are not a good choice.
"Then, everyone is here."
At the edge of the black lake, Dumbledore, who was dressed in pure white, looked at the sudden appearance of a red-haired, blue-eyed boy with freckles, smiled, opened his hands, and smiled at the adult wizards around him.
"That's right, no need to be surprised. This is the companion I found to familiarize you with the enemy's combat mode. For various reasons, according to his needs, I will call him - Nobody."
"Hmph, you are really old. Your brain has been eaten by sweet cockroaches." The hook-nosed Professor Snape crossed his arms gloomily and looked at Dumbledore blankly. There was not much in his tone. "A boy? A mouse-like guy who refuses to show his true colors, a companion? It does agree with the nature of the guys in the island country, but don't we have a cat here? The best at catching mice. Alright."
"Oh, hehehe, maybe Severus, I'm really old." Dumbledore didn't feel disrespected at all. He raised his hand and caressed the older cat girl next door. "It seems that you are very unhappy. It just so happens that you can have a look." How about some exercise after dinner, Mr. Anonymous?"
哒啦
The box hit the ground, and Ans took a step back with his hands spread wide.
The meaning is obvious, I can do it, what about you?
At this obvious invitation to challenge, Snape snorted disdainfully, lowered his arms across his chest, took a step forward, and then pulled out his wand and pointed it at the boy in front of him.
"Except your weapons!"
"Grease technique!"
The two of them released spells at the same time. To be honest, Ans came first, but Snape also underestimated the enemy first.
It was impossible for him to imagine how much fighting qualities a child possessed, and since he had not paid much attention to the history of ordinary people since he was a child because of his father, it was naturally impossible for him to know about the Assassin organization that appeared in human history.
With quick steps, Ans elegantly and calmly avoided Snape's spell, but Snape's situation was not good. Like Professor Card at the beginning, his foot slipped unprepared.
He was unable to cast spells normally due to his unsteady stance, but he was still an old spy who had been among the Death Eaters. Regardless of the greasy lawn, he rolled over.
"Burning flames!"
Seeing the professor rolling on the floor, with such a great opportunity, Ans cast a fire spell and went out. Madam Pomfrey was not far away. At most, she had no hair, so it was nothing.
"The whirlwind sweeps away! The water is as clear as a spring!" Snape snorted coldly. As if he had expected it, he quickly cast two spells in succession, and then pointed at Ans and said, "Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"
"Misty clouds!"
When the wand was pointed at him, his sixth sense screamed crazily. After Ans released this magic, he immediately realized that his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth and he was unable to make a sound. This cut off the way to cast spells unless he could use a silent spell.
But it's a pity that he can't. Although he can directly use the magic power of the Obscurus and directly attack with pure magic power, his identity as an Obscurus will be exposed in that way, although Dumbledore may have expected it.
However, he is now demonstrating to the professor and members of the Order of the Phoenix the fighting methods of killers such as ninjas.
In the smoke... it's not the magician's home ground.
Just like now...the forbidden forest wrapped in silver.
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