Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Hogwarts first-year students are not even a real wizard.

For a long time, not only Hogwarts, but the entire magic world thought so.

Because compared to their weak magic, when they are conflicted, when a conflict occurs, throwing the wand and rushing towards the opponent is usually a more common and effective way of "reasoning".

However, after only one lesson in Black Magic Defense (to be precise, now called Magical Combat), the students suddenly opened a door to the new world.

"Whether it is black magic or white magic, it is actually an inaccurate statement."

Grindelwald shuttled among the students practicing in the team, slowly speaking in a voice that just happened to allow the whole class to hear clearly.

"That's just a judgment based on the results it produces and the most common use cases."

"Li Huo curse can effectively repel dozens of dark creatures, such as corpses and vampires, who are afraid of sunlight and high temperature; and if the floating curse is used in the case of misfortune, it can also take away the fragile life of human ...

"Um ... Miss Hermione Granger, do you have any questions?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl who raised her right hand, and turned to ask curiously.

"Professor Apocalis, your statement is not the same as the introduction in the book."

Hermione looked at Grindelwald seriously, biting her lip and said quickly.

"Black magic, which is a general term for those dangerous magics, has some characteristics that are different from most magics. They are very harmful to humans, the lack of effective spells, and the release process violates normal morals ..."

"A very meaningful question, yes, the content of the book is not completely wrong-for the mediocre."

Grindelwald grinned wide and pointed his wand at the wall behind the classroom.

"Funny!"

boom!

A dazzling white light pierced the air.

With a roar, a terrible crack appeared on the solid stone wall of the castle.

"Miss Granger, this is a simple magic used to fight against Bogut, the only use is to change it from a nasty look to a funny state ... But, with enough powerful magic blessing under……"

Grindelwald pointed to the crack in the wall, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

"I can tell you with certainty that this spell can easily take away every person in this classroom, well, or most of the students' lives."

"On the other hand, the black magic I mentioned just now is a fire curse ..."

Without any sound of a spell, a faint flame appeared at Grindelwald's fingertips.

"Hoo ~"

Grindelwald sighed softly and extinguished the flame gracefully.

"Now, let me tell you a fact that is easy to understand but always forgotten."

"Anything that does n’t consider the actual scene, and the mana used by the spell-casting wizard, to start discussing the dangerous and practical behavior of a magic spell is meaningless nonsense-the Lihuo spell can effectively remove the Termites, the bubble head curse may also make people die extremely ugly. "

Looking around at the little wizards in the classroom, Grindelwald was in a good mood.

Compared to those adult wizards who are full of selfish desires, stupid and stubborn, these white paper-like children are the future of this world. With the solitude in Newmontgarde Castle over the years, Grindelwald has gradually realized that he was once The biggest problem is that I am too eager to make changes happen.

"Remember, magic is just magic."

Grindelwald shrugged and said with a gentle smile.

"Magic will only bloom in very few souls, children. First ..."

"Cough cough!"

Just then, there was a sudden abrupt coughing in front of the classroom.

Grindelwald stopped the lecture and turned around, a helpless look on his face.

"Ah ... Professor Dumbledore, if I remember correctly, should it be class time now?"

"Sorry, Professor Apocalis."

Dumbledore stood in front of the dark magic defense classroom and bowed his head slightly to apologize.

Immediately afterwards, the old wizard did not seem to understand the dissatisfaction in Grindelwald's voice. Instead of leaving, he walked straight in and came to the end of the classroom, and carefully observed the cracked wall.

"When I passed by, I just heard some unexpected sounds, so ..."

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped it on the wall. The broken stone powder returned to the wall as if it was going back in time. The crack that had been blown out by the curse healed quickly until it disappeared.

"And, can you allow me to listen for a while, absolutely not in any doubt about your knowledge of magic. I am just a little worried that these first-year children who are new to magic ... can understand what you say."

"……Ah."

Looking at the familiar smirk on the old face in front of him, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows in disdain.

After so many years, can he still not know what Dumbledore thought at this time?

It ’s not just a habit of saying a few speech lines in the cemetery, this old guy rushed in nervously, so as not to take this opportunity to re-promote his previous ideas-the same situation, these days There have been several times in class. The first few times were just creating a little magic wave outside the classroom. This time I just broke in.

"Of course, you are the principal of Hogwarts, everything is up to you."

Grindelwald snorted disapprovingly, and the wand in his hand was twirling around his fingertips.

"And I remember that you have already notified you about the course changes. Professor Dumbledore."

"Don't get me wrong, this is not an order from the principal."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, turned out a wooden chair out of thin air, and sat down in the back of the classroom-apparently did not intend to leave.

"This is just a former professor of defense in black magic. I'm just curious about the latest change of course in this course. You can just treat me like a special student."

"Student? Okay."

Grindelwald glanced at the old wizard who wasn't going in the classroom. His mouth raised, revealing a playful smile, and turned to look at the students in the class. He continued from where he had just been interrupted.

"First of all, I need to ask you to answer a question, what is the strongest magic in the world?"

The students looked at each other and the expression on their faces was hesitant.

Because Dumbledore was listening behind the classroom, the little wizards were rather restrained.

For a while, there was a strange silence in the classroom. After a few seconds of silence, Hermione raised her hand first.

"Avadasso's life curse, killing curse. You said that this curse cannot be resisted or interrupted ... What's more, the Dark Lord used this magic to kill countless wizards and become a modern magician. The most terrible dark wizard. "

The most terrifying ... black wizard? !

"Voldemort? Huh." (When it comes to the name, the children from the wizard's family tremble together)

Grindelwald recalled the black shadow sprinkled with dirt all day long, and there was a sneer in his eyes, and he shook his head.

"The devil? It's just self-styled. In my opinion, it is just a young man who abuses the killing curse. He doesn't even understand what he is doing. Moreover, it turns out that the killing curse is not completely unstoppable ..."

Hearing this, the whole class unconsciously turned to look at Harry sitting in the corner of the classroom.

Obviously, the person in Grindelwald who successfully resisted the killing curse is this savior who has little sense of presence since entering Hogwarts-although for Harry himself, this Not a bad thing.

However, as Hermione's answer was rejected, the class fell silent again.

"It is a pity that no one can answer such a simple question."

Grindelwald shook his head regretfully.

The old wizard looked at the quiet classroom ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ with a smug smile on his face, preparing to unravel the mystery.

You know, although it was a temporary catch of the ducks, Grindelwald did have a lesson plan for the class. Otherwise, Dumbledore and the professors at the school would not let a strange wizard take over such an important subject directly.

However, at this moment, a voice that made people feel painful suddenly appeared.

"That ... healing magic? Or, Mowen?"

"E ..."

The smile on Grindelwald's face froze subconsciously, turning his head to look at the white-haired ball with a naive hand raised, and suddenly felt a faint soreness coming from his left shoulder. Isn't this child suggesting something?

"Well ..."

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