Chapter four hundred and forty-six Lu cat
Everyone climbed the stairs again from the small room and walked out of the bag, and the white wand head clicked on the bag, and the exhibition door was closed, and there was an expansion spell in his bag that could put a lot of things. "Nine hundred galleons are not white flowers, I think it’s worth it." White waves are still very satisfied with this elimination.
It’s just like this. Harry Potter Quidditch trains others to do their own things, and the white water sneaks into the forbidden forest every night. It’s a pity that he can’t continue to kill spiders to get venom. If he uses venom to sell stolen goods again, I’m afraid the Ministry of Magic will find the door.
It’s a pity that if you graduate in the future, it’s hard to go back to Hogwarts Forbidden Forest to hunt giant spiders-it’s easier to hunt these spiders than to go to Southeast Asia or the Scottish Forbidden Forest. It’s easy to find them in large quantities. If you want to find raw materials that are more expensive and smaller than giant spiders, you may have to catch unicorns or dragons.
Whitewater in this magical world has no way to make money yet-but it may be a way to borrow money from those magical animals later. "Hey, it’s almost time to kill Voldemort according to this calculation for ten years at most. It’s time to go back after graduation or concentrate on studying magic martial arts," thought Whitewater.
Magic martial arts, even if it is a genius martial arts wisdom of Whitewater, will be at a loss for a while. As mentioned earlier, he has not accumulated enough knowledge, whether it is magic savings or research knowledge on magic quality-and these things, especially the so-called magic quality, are not taught at Hogwarts …
I think there should be a lot of whitewater, but it’s just a sentence or two that you professors occasionally show when teaching courses on weekdays, and the teaching materials may occasionally write such a sum, but we should continue to study-the library or those family private collections are probably the only choice
Because of the discovery of Whitewater, there are many magical effects-for example, behind this leather bag industry in his hand is a product of a pure blood family hooking up with the Ministry of Magic. Those little wizards don’t know or turn a blind eye to Whitewater’s education in dragon slaying decades ago. Can you still see it? This kind of thing is very clear at first glance
Whitewater touched Dior’s head beside him and thought about it. At that moment, he decided not to think about it. He looked up at the side of the forbidden forest with Dior. These two guys didn’t go to the forbidden forest to hunt deer.
A Harry and a Ron appeared in the air. It seems that these two guys swam in invisibility cloaks at night again. These two guys stared at Bai Lang and Dior beside him. "Hey, Lang, who is this?" Ron Whitewater touched Dior’s head. "This is really my pet Dior."
Harry and Ron came over and looked at Dior with a little caution, but also with admiration and envy in his eyes-Indio looked really good and commanding, and his hair color was similar to the reflected silver light in the moonlight, and at these times his neck and head gradually grew a little mane.
"It’s okay. If you touch it well, it’s really gentle and it’s a big cat if you have me," Bai Lang said, but Dior never showed that it was really intelligent and could talk like a human being. Or Harry reached out and touched Dior’s hard hair first, which was a little prickly, but after scratching it for a few words, Dior’s eyes narrowed, just like a big cat showed satisfaction
So Ron scratched Dior a few times, which was much more beautiful than Hagrid’s three-headed dog, Lu Weike, and the fur was smoother and cleaner when he was close. Soon they were not afraid at all to "play" with Dior, which was secretly ordered by Whitewater, and Dior was still young and willing to play with his master and friends.
At ten o’clock in the evening, three people slipped back to the dormitory. As a result, Harry and Ron were blocked by Hermione, who returned to the common room, and Whitewater was quick in shape. Hermione had slipped away before she caught him. He heard Hermione catch Harry and Ron behind him and made a sly smile, and then he went out.
As a result, Whitewater found Harry Ron and Hermione the next night … "As a result, we talked about it for a long time yesterday, and today we are still going to slap the cat together …" Whitewater also smiled at Hermione’s attention and let Dior go. This beautiful big cat made her scream a little, then rushed over and touched her head.
"It’s Manchester cole? Ah, it’s not Mankol. "Hermione talks like a machine gun in her mouth. She tells all kinds of magical animals that look like cats one by one, but denies them one by one." New creatures? Lang, you found a new magical animal? ！”
Whitewater shook his head. "I think it’s some kind of variation." He thought it might have been a scorpion and lion’s "egg". It was just a gift given to him by the boss. Didn’t you see that Dior’s head was a bit like the boss’s head after it was transformed? Hermione was kind enough to tickle the cat. Since Dior was willing to tickle it, it naturally gave play to the gift of cat nature. They tickled it for him.
"I’m afraid I can’t keep it in the forbidden forest and let Hagrid take care of it. If anyone knows, it will bring trouble to Hagrid." Whitewater said this, but when he told the trio Hagrid about it, Hagrid expressed his firm opposition. "I didn’t let you stay here! I will definitely raise it well. It’s so cute. "
It is half-hearted to persuade Hermione to hug Dior’s neck all the time. It can also be said, "Forget it, forget it. If I want to study at Hogwarts, I will keep it in the forest at ordinary times. Hagrid, this is my food! You must accept Dior. Its appetite is getting bigger and bigger. I know you can’t keep paying. "
At the weekend, Harry and the others went to Quidditch for training, and soon Neville came to say that there was a fight. Gryffindor and Slytherin had a fight. Ron seemed to be turned into a vomiting slug man by the curse, while Malfoy called Hermione a "mudblood".
"Aha Malfoy" Whitewater happily jumped from a height, grabbed a wand and walked along the black lake to the Quidditch Stadium-if you want to go to the forbidden Linghague hut, you have to pass by the stadium. The players in Lislederlin did not train, but laughed together in twos and threes, especially Malfoy and his two minions, just like Harry and Ron did. He was teased by Sladlelin students.
Whitewater came over with a wand in his hand. "Malfoy, I heard that you just said the word’ mudblood’ to mean me, right? I have to say Malfoy Pavilion, you really have balls! "
Chapter four hundred and forty-seven Lessons
Whitewater is playing with a wand in his hand. "I think it is necessary to correct Mr. Malfoy’s idea. What do you think?" Whitewater smiled and watched the Slytherin players, even if some of the students were tall and stout, one head and two heads taller than Whitewater at this time.
He’s not afraid of fighting, and young wizards often joke with him except for your weapons and foot-stirring spells. If one and both of them can spell with armor, it’s probably ok, otherwise they are all beaten by him, but it’s not white water that belittles their wizard’s close combat skills. Hahahahaha.
Malfoy was very nervous, and the students in Slytherin were very nervous-Whitewater broke the bones of the little wizards who had a hard time with him in the first grade, and they all knew that many people were witnesses. This muggle mudblood was armed, but it was no small matter.
Malfoy doesn’t know what to say. Just apologize? He didn’t say Whitewater was a mudblood. Apologize to Hermione? This is no problem. It may be a good way to get rid of Bai Lang by biting his teeth and letting Bai Lang beat him up and then complaining to the dean.
However, being beaten is very painful … So Malfoy finally said, "I’m sorry I shouldn’t say mudblood." Although he gnashed his teeth a little, he was a soft-boiled Slytherin player after all. Someone tried to push whitewater, but he got down on his knees and screamed at his wrist backhand-whitewater grabbed his anti-section and made him unable to move.
"Ha, ha, ha, waste people should say hello when they see me." Professor Blancpain said proudly when he found out that he had not put his opponent in front, and then he left with his wand. Someone tried to put magic behind him to plot against Whitewater, but Whitewater’s figure seemed to have a phantom when he moved-perhaps it was because he inadvertently magically transported multiple phantoms that the pressure was so heavy that no one cast a spell in the end.
Up to now, Whitewater has inadvertently sent some special spells. "I don’t know the principle, the method and the effect. This is what I got up to now." After I went back, Whitewater found it and continued to fill in a sum of money. These are all deduction of magic martial arts resources. Now it seems that I don’t want to talk about it. Let’s make it conform to Whitewater’s wishes and do some light performance outside.
The same is that his subjective will affects the external objective things. Whitewater thinks that if his will is strong enough, he doesn’t need to recite Mommy Red silently. It’s no problem to cast spells. This should be the stick casting. With such strong will, he is definitely a magic master.
Think about Grindelwald waving his hand, but I didn’t see him pick up his wand, so he can make a sharp fire, and even he can make a sharp fire without hurting people, and Dumbledore can take his mind off it, and this level of whitewater is also very envious of him coming to this world. It would be perfect if he could one day roll up a terrible black wind with a wave of his hand and destroy the soul and bone.
Whitewater confirmed that he was a member of Hogwarts, and his bully status consolidated the deterrent among his junior students-he could tolerate his students’ isolated fear of him, but he wouldn’t tolerate their offending him. "There are reasons to be crazy and evil at regular or irregular times, which helps to establish a reputation … fear to integrate. Isn’t this what Voldemort looks like after splitting so many horcruxes?"
Horcruxes are harmful to the body and mind. Anyway, just think about it at random in the dormitory and go out to lick the cat at night. It is said that Dior is growing so fast. Hagrid said happily that this product eats a whole cow almost every other day. No wonder Hagrid didn’t want him to pay Hagrid. If there are cows and sheep in another place in the forbidden forest that can feed the forbidden forest, I am afraid I can’t afford it.
It doesn’t seem that there is anything wrong with keeping a public pet, whether it’s Whitewater or Hagrid. Dior is almost the size of a bull, which is much bigger than the average lion, and his horns are thicker, but the length is not too bad. Whitewater estimates that this guy may grow to the size of an African elephant, which is terrible …
When Whitewater returned to Hogwarts, he found that there was still a light in the building. "Oh, yes, Harry, they did it because of the car’s trouble." He turned the corner of the corridor and was familiar with the stairs, but suddenly he noticed something unusual. Whitewater thought it seemed to be the smell of snakes and crocodiles. His brow wrinkled and he remembered the so-called basilisk. "This thing is said to be dead at the eye. I think blind fighting may have a way!"
Whitewater twitched his eyes with his nose covered and tracked by the smell. Unfortunately, there was no such thing as the so-called basilisk with a body length of tens of meters. Otherwise, Whitewater wouldn’t mind fighting with it. Long Hudou, it’s a fart for cats to fight and kill just snakes.
Since then, Whitewater has never smelled such a smell in his daily night outing, and he doesn’t just go to slap cats every night-he has to get dogs … right? Whitewater vaguely seems to remember that hyenas are closer to cats? The way he communicates feelings with the released hyenas is mainly to improve the fighting quality of hyenas and also to improve his feelings by the way.
But there is a dog guy who really stinks more than a cat-the smell of this cargo is a bit bad. "The fighting ability is much stronger than when it was just recovered." Whitewater once again subdued the hyena in front of him and panted, saying that it seems that the fighting between cats and dogs is different.
Cats have a slap in the face, flying stunts, and their bodies are flexible-they are bigger than buffaloes, and they can’t talk about the flexibility of kittens. But the bite force of hyenas’ big mouths is far more terrible than that of cats, and they are even stronger than that of Dior with horns, and their bodies are also getting bigger with the continuous fighting.
This hyena is bigger than a rhinoceros, and it’s not just any black rhinoceros. Perhaps the white rhinoceros is shaped by an ancient hairy rhinoceros.
Cats and dogs fight fiercely, but dogs are stronger, but Dior is more flexible than hyenas. Now it has learned to fly and its mane is getting longer, and Dior’s anti-strike ability has also improved. Harry, they have been slapping cats all the time, and Hermione likes Dior more and more gorgeous and powerful-Dior after the mane grows.
It’s getting colder and colder, and Halloween is coming.
I didn’t see Harry and them at Whitewater Halloween dinner, but he didn’t have any special interest in festivals. Before he saw Mrs. Loris, a pet cat, walking up and down the corridor, he crossed the cat and walked along the corridor. "Why do I think there is someone around here?" He shook his head. Today is a holiday. It’s normal for students to run around, and senior male and female students just like to take this opportunity to sneak away alone.
"Poor magical world is found in a person’s other half in most cases when studying at Hogwarts …" Whitewater muttered.
Chapter four hundred and forty The principal’s office
Walking in the white waves, I felt a malicious cold murderous look. Behind him, his steps didn’t stop as if everything was normal, but suddenly his figure flashed directly to the right wall, and he stepped on the left wall and hooked his head and feet directly to the protrusion at the top of the corridor.
He was very careful that he didn’t have eyes to see because Whitewater knew that if the basilisk saw the basilisk’s eyes … that’s the trouble. Whitewater is the ear. He heard the rubbing of scales and the strange hissing, but it was separated by the "wall"? This thing is in the wall? "
Soon these sounds disappeared, and Whitewater turned to the ground and opened his eyes. In the corridor, it was quietly coming from all directions. Whitewater turned around without waiting for the owner to appear, as if rolling up a black storm and disappearing into the corridor.
The next day, he heard that Mrs. Loris had been petrified and a line was left on the wall, saying, "The mysterious chamber has been opened, and the enemy’s descendants are careful." Whitewater thoughtfully forked a large piece of bacon and stuffed it into his mouth. It made a big noise. Erqi insisted that Harry petrified his cat, while Professor Skip tried to drive Harry out of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but others-his little wizards were divided into several factions, and Harry was whispering behind his back.
Whitewater was eating bacon, and there was a man sitting next to him. "Hey, Mr. Lang, what do you think?" It’s very rare for a Slytherin student to dare to sit at the Gryffindor long table, where Zabini is holding a glass of pumpkin juice and looking at the white water a little cautiously.
"Oh, don’t worry about him. No matter what’s written in that word, it’s none of our business. Malfoy, that fool doesn’t like Potter’s business. We need to spend a leisurely study life in this school. That’s enough, Mr. Zabini. If I were you, I wouldn’t involve one party."
Zabini nodded clearly, picked up a piece of Sanzhi and went back to the Slytherin table. Here, the horse was surrounded by several little wizards, and he talked a little. It seemed that it was because of him that Zabini was surrounded by several little wizards of Slytherin …
"Yeah, don’t worry about him … I’m afraid Harry may not know that he is really a snake guy." Whitewater can’t remember it a little. Anyway, it’s also important to understand the snake’s truth. It’s not good. Isn’t it that Harry Potter’s personality is not clear? Whitewater feels that he is just an ordinary child and savior. This pressure is too great
It wasn’t long before Hermione took the initiative to ask the so-called secret room question in the course of magic history. Although Binns Cuthbert was a little naive, he still played the so-called Slytherin secret room, saying that Whitewater found it very interesting to put his hands together and put the bar as a commander. His classmates were interested in this kind of gossip, and questions were asked one by one-until Binns Cuthbert reluctantly turned the topic to the course.
"I think he knows what Dumbledore knows … the so-called Slytherin Chamber of Secrets should be that he doesn’t know how to fight, and I think the so-called monsters in the Chamber of Secrets have some guesses in their hearts." Whitewater thought that he is personally interested in the basilisk, and he really wants to see this monster that is tens of meters long and stares and dies.
After class, Whitewater deliberately followed the trio to the "crime scene", and the trio later saw Whitewater. "Hey, Ron, do you recognize it?" Hermione said that Ron and Harry are looking forward to looking at Whitewater-although they are not too white, they should consciously recognize Whitewater as a bully. Harry should be more familiar with this kind of person because his cousin Dali is this type.
1 July, 2024
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