MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v2 Chapter 64 Alternative uses of spells

Updated, please recommend, although this week's recommendation has been miserable because of my break...

The full-time master part of the Lifetime series is estimated to be rewritten, because I feel that something is not right recently, and then which volume of the book will be updated first may change...

This is life!

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The matter in the Chamber of Secrets came to an end. Ask did not ask Dumbledore if he had killed the basilisk. The entrance to the secret room, Myrtle's washroom was sealed off, which made Myrtle very dissatisfied, but she had no choice but to move to a room on the eighth floor. Myrtle finally no longer has to live in the toilet, which should be considered a good thing, many people think so.

"Aah! What a fart!

In an empty corner, Regulus stared at Myrtle's new home with an unhappy expression on his face. That room was originally his fancy, and before he could apply to Dumbledore, he gave the room to Myrtle. The reason why he chose the room on the eighth floor was simply because the thing he was looking for was on the eighth floor. A rabbit that doesn't eat grass by the side of the nest is not a good rabbit, and a horse that doesn't eat grass is not a good horse.

The house he wanted had already been occupied, so Regulus asked Dumbledore to apply for another room, no matter where it was, who asked him to live next to Snape, and the first one he saw when he woke up in the morning. One face was Snape's paralyzed face, and no one would be able to bear it.

"This... we don't have any extra rooms here."

When this sentence came out of Dumbledore's mouth, Regulus really had the urge to strangle the old bastard, but he still held back. Judging from his current status, if Dumbledore was Cooperate with him everywhere, that is called a ghost. With a dry laugh, Regulus said goodbye to Dumbledore, and he decided to stay in the Shrieking Shack, Snape's neighbors or whatever they liked.

Going to the first floor, Regulus saw Harry and Ron who had just finished lunch and were about to go back to rest. His eyes fell on Ron's jacket pocket, where there was a sneaky head staring at him with a quizzical expression. It doesn't look like a good mouse.

"It's surprisingly simple."

Regulus muttered in his heart that this mouse was also one of his targets. After thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to solve one thing at this time and concentrate on another. Immediately moved to action, he walked towards Ron, and then the two collided without incident, but they were separated by a touch.

"How did you walk!"

Ron's attitude was very bad. Although this was deliberately done by Regulus, he bumped into it on purpose, but if he had a bad temper, he would probably fight in minutes. Fortunately, usually only Neville would bump into him recklessly, and Neville was notoriously cowardly and timid.

"…"

Regulus glanced at Ron, then ignored him, put his hands in his pockets, and swaggered out of the castle. Regulus was not interested in taking care of such a small role, he was very busy.

"you…"

Ron's teeth tickled with anger, and Harry sighed, dragging him toward the Gryffindor common room, so that he wouldn't cause any further trouble.

again…

During this time, maybe the menopause came early, or maybe it was because he ate too much dried fruit and got a little angry. Ron was like a dynamite keg. If he didn't pay attention, it would explode, and then Harry, who was closer to him, would be very unlucky. be implicated. According to incomplete statistics, within two days, the two of them were deducted nine points. The strange thing was that these nine points were not deducted by Snape, but by other teachers.

Therefore, the reason for the nine-point deduction should be fair, and there is no malicious retaliation.

He walked all the way to the door of the common room, and before Harry could say an order, the door opened by itself. Hermione came out, holding a stack of books in her hand. She had a little smile on her face, but after seeing Ron, Hermione's face was covered with frost and her eyes became cold. stand up.

"Uh, good afternoon, Hermione."

Harry felt like his face was going to cramp. He understood what the word forced smile meant. In order to have a stable source of homework answers, he had been caught between Ron and Hermione for months. Whenever he was copying the homework answers given by Hermione, he was thinking about whether to completely fall over to Hermione's side and let Ron play alone. However, Harry still valued his first time, so Ron, his first friend, couldn't just abandon it.

"Good afternoon, Harry."

Hermione's face softened a little, looking at Harry who was pitiful, hesitant to speak, and kept blinking at her to make hints, Hermione snorted and said, "I have given Neville the answer to the homework, I hope Just be careful this time, don't copy my name."

"Uh…"

Harry was so embarrassed that he wanted to justify that Ron did it, but someone had already told everyone that he wouldn't copy Hermione's homework again, and he wasn't a friend enough to show someone's old secrets like that. .

"Okay, I'm going to the library to return the book, bye."

"…goodbye."

Watching Hermione leave, Harry was relieved, and glanced at Ron, Harry felt that if Ron kept this expression until graduation, then Snape would have a successor.

"Come on, Ron, go back and finish your homework, tomorrow is Monday," Harry urged.

Ron stood at the door, his expression was ugly, blue and white, in sharp contrast with his red hair, he looked like an underripe tomato, and he had no appetite at first sight. He didn't seem to hear Harry's words until Harry repeated it again, before he moved and walked past Harry into the Gryffindor common room.

"Ugh."

Harry sighed and followed.

Every day, some people are unlucky, some people are lucky, some people are sad, some people are happy, this is life, everyone's life is different, and everyone's life is different every day .

A person cannot step into the same river twice, because both the person and the river have changed.

"What are you doing?"

In the library, Hermione was about to leave after finishing the book when she saw Asker walking out of the library holding a book. He handed the book to Mrs. Pince for registration. Hermione looked at the cover. Alternative Uses".

"Let's borrow the book." Asker replied, and after Mrs. Pince finished registering, he picked up the book and followed Hermione out of the library.

Hermione was a little surprised, "You also borrow books from the library?"

Asker shrugged, put the book in his pocket, and said mysteriously, "Because I found something very interesting."

"whats the matter?"

"you guess."

"…"

Hermione took out her wand and looked at Asker with a bad expression, who confessed with interest.

"Hermione, do you think the Petrification Charm can turn water into petrification?"

"It might work."

Hermione said uncertainly, and then she felt her hand lighten, and the wand was snatched by Asker. I saw Asker waving his wand at a small pool of standing water on the road, but there was no response when the Petrification Charm hit it.

"Invalid?"

Asker returned the wand to Hermione, "Would you believe me if I said I've seen a man petrify water with a petrifying charm?"

"you sure?"

"That spell is a genuine petrification spell. There is no difference from gestures to pronunciation... Although it looks a bit like a solidification spell in terms of effect, it is still different in essence." Asker recalled the petrification used by Regulus that night. Curse, "Because of curiosity, I went to the library to look up materials, and then in the forbidden area..."

"Stop!" Hermione interrupted Asker quickly. She looked left and right to confirm that no one was there and then whispered to Asker, "You went to the forbidden area?"

"yes."

"Do you know that it's against the school rules?"

"I know."

Hermione was a little anxious, "Did anyone find you then?"

Ask answered honestly: "Yes, and there are many people."

"…"

"Oh, I have this."

Asker took out a card from his pocket, with a small line written on it and a fancy signature that took up almost the entire surface of the card. With just one glance, Hermione recognized that it was the signature of Gilderoy Lockhart, a professor of Defense of Magic, who signed and agreed to Ask's request to borrow books from the forbidden area.

Hermione's first reaction was that the signature was fake, but when the card was turned around, there was actually Dumbledore's signature on the back, so there would be no problem with the legality of this card. The only thing that could be a problem is how Asker got it, God knows how.

"Signatures, it's actually quite easy to get." When Hermione asked about this, Asker seemed very relaxed, "I already have Dumbledore's signature, and he signed it in the library. book, just tear off the signed paper and stick it on the card..."

Hermione: "…"

"Professor Lockhart's autograph... Well, when I went to look for his autograph, there were about twenty people in line in front of me. When I gave him the card, he signed it for me without even looking at it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com”

Hermione: "…"

Asker looked at the depressed and speechless Hermione and smiled, he took out another card from his pocket, which was also signed by Dumbledore and Gilderoy Lockhart, but the holder was Become Hermione Granger.

"I will report and expose you!"

Hermione accepted the library card and said insincerely.

"Whatever, anyway, I don't worry about having a lot of debts, and I don't worry about itching when there are too many lice."

Asker waved his hand indifferently, his hand grabbed lightly in the air, a hazy, looming ball was caught in his hand, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, making people think it was an illusion .

Hermione was sure it wasn't a hallucination, and she heard Askker chanting a spell.

"It's all petrified!"

Asker's hand was empty, and his fingers squeezed slightly, but he couldn't reduce the distance even a little bit, as if he really held a crystal ball in his palm.

"The spell is not as simple as we think, is it?"

Asker's hand added a little more strength. After a brief stalemate, his hand turned into a fist, and then a smear of blood seeped out from between his fingers. He opened his hand indifferently, his fingers and palms were covered with tiny wounds, as if they had been slashed by a small blade, which was shocking.

"When I saw that man petrified water, I was thinking, can air be petrified?"

Hermione finds she can't answer the question...