Perhaps because he is too busy now, Harry has to learn almost two or three times as much as other first-year students. Whether it is practicing spells, learning potions, or thinking about magic fusion, it all costs a lot of money. time.
After successfully completing the strengthening of the little finger of his left hand, Harry suddenly came to his senses and found that he had stayed at Hogwarts for two full months. This feeling as if his time had been stolen made him feel a little dazed, and he was concentrating on something. When doing things, time always flies by so fast, and there is never enough time.
And this strange castle gradually became familiar and more and more like home. Thinking of this, Harry took the time to go to the Owl Room and wrote a long letter home to his aunt and uncle.
The Halloween holiday was very short. Only when the Christmas holiday of the first semester was over would Harry have enough time to go back. Calculating carefully, it was actually less than two months.
Professor Flitwick had previously told Harry that after the first semester of first grade, Hogwarts would open a 'battlefield' to first-year freshmen. This news made Harry excited. He had been there for several years. It was the first time I saw senior students fighting in a temporary magic barrier. Although most of the battles seemed a bit childish, no boy could refuse the temptation of real-life CS.
It's a pity that even if he can hang up many senior students and beat them, without a 'health bar', he is not even qualified to participate, so he can only watch helplessly from the outside.
Two months of basic knowledge learning has also made great progress for the first-year students. In today's Charms class, Professor Flitwick told everyone good news. In the next two months, They will learn a total of eleven spells, and he also revealed his future homework in today's class, which is to discover and study the correlation between different spells based on his own ideas, and to find the connection between spells. Hit' nature.
This is a very time-consuming and long assignment. In the second grade, they will start to come into contact with the spell set, and every wizard's spell set is different. The current search is to prepare for the future.
The formulaic spell set will only make the development of magic become a stagnant water. Although this can ensure that wizards have the most basic level of combat power, once they lose innovation and creativity, magic is not far away from withering.
After the afternoon classes ended, countless little wizards left the classroom and gathered along the stairs toward the auditorium. Today's Halloween banquet, although there was no weird costume show tonight, the Halloween atmosphere was still very exciting.
A thousand bats were flying around on the ceiling of the auditorium. Harry looked up curiously and studied them carefully for a long time. These bats were not real, they were mimic creatures transformed by transfiguration. He glanced at the teacher's chair and saw that Pu has not yet sat down.
'Is it possible that the godfather sneaked in after his transformation? Otherwise, why would this bat have a leader? Setting up a bat pumpkin is a delicate job. '
Harry, who was thinking randomly in his mind, was exuding energy. He had not experienced this feeling of freeing his mind for a long time, but this kind of joke is just thinking about it. Snape is not Professor McGonagall. Did he learn Animagus? Even if he learns it, things like bats that don't suit him at all should not appear. Nowadays, Snape, who maintains the attitude of a cold gang godfather, is more likely to change into a black cat, black panther, or black tiger.
After all, Sirius is a big black dog, and it is normal for cats and dogs to be at odds with each other.
'But...why do I feel like I've forgotten something? '
Harry was gnawing on a piece of lamb ribs, and the more he ate, the more he felt something was wrong. Today was Halloween. Under normal circumstances, something would happen at Hogwarts today.
Suddenly enlightened, Harry chewed the brittle bones in several bites and glanced around the auditorium with some expectant and gossipy eyes.
'Although Quirrell, the Jinchuuriki of Voldemort, is gone, Dumbledore still left the secret room behind! Hagrid also said that Lu Wei was borrowed, and he must still be the gatekeeper. Since there is an arrangement, does it mean that there is still a slight inertia in the plot? '
But until the middle of the banquet, the dinner was still calm and uneventful, which made Harry put an end to the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.
Although Dumbledore is not here, Grindelwald is! Pick one of these two evil friends at random. Voldemort, who is currently living in a state of remnant soul, is absolutely impossible to defeat. Let alone fight, he will die if he meets. Grindelwald is not the white wizard Dumbledore, although he He doesn't like to use the Death Curse that much, but when he needs to use it, his hands don't even tremble.
Harry wouldn't believe it if the Death Curse, which could kill the soul of a normal person, didn't bring more than a dozen wounds when faced with a weak remnant soul.
'It seems that the so-called plot inertia can't cope with A.K. Rowling's suddenness. Harry laughed at himself in his heart. He was thinking about the 'old plot' and he was really out of his mind. 'What can a lolita wearing JK do to resist a cigar in mouth, sunglasses, a bullet belt wrapped around her body, and holding up an AK? The Tutu gang leader? '
Harry, who was amused by himself, picked up a piece of thick fried pork chop and bit into one third of it. The crispy texture of the fried food not only exploded with carbohydrate bombs, but also brought him inner pleasure.
But just as this happy moment was coming to an end, a muffled sound and vibration caused the bustling auditorium to fall into brief silence.
The sudden muffled sound was a bit abrupt, but the silence of the little wizards only lasted a few seconds. After the muffled sound and vibration ended, their discussion became louder than before. Countless people were talking about it. I'm guessing whether there will be any special Halloween performances later. As a festival where people dress up as ghosts to scare people, it's natural for some scary plots to appear.
But the professors at the teachers' table are not as optimistic as the little wizards. They know very well that tomorrow's Halloween dinner will have some traditional plot, but today is Halloween Eve, and they have not arranged any other programs at all.
The doubts on the faces of the professors disappeared in a flash. Professor McGonagall, who stood up silently, was responsible for presiding over the overall situation of Hogwarts after Dumbledore left. Part of the principal's authority has been transferred to her. Just go through the door next to the teacher's chair. , she can find the nearest portrait to ask what caused the muffled sound and vibration just now.
Hogwarts has its own surveillance system, and cameras are omnipresent and moving portraits in Hogwarts. Only the principal can truly use this power.
But before she could open the wooden door on one side, a burst of heavy footsteps from far to near appeared again. These heavy and somewhat panicked footsteps resounded like thunder in the hearts of the little wizards, and a wave of Inexplicable fear gradually spread among the crowd.
"keep quiet!"
Professor McGonagall's sonorous voice resounded throughout the auditorium. She had just used an amplifying spell on herself, and her voice was amplified several times, enough for all the chaotic students to hear.
There was no need for Professor McGonagall to say anything. Others in the classroom seats had already stood up. Even Grindelwald wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at the door of the auditorium directly opposite the teacher's seat.
"boom!"
After the heavy footsteps approached, there was a loud noise, and the closed wooden door of the auditorium shattered and flew out under the impact of some terrible force. The blue light of the magic shield flashed at this moment, and the broken wooden stubble was completely absorbed by the magic. Converged, even the flying wooden door was suspended in mid-air at this moment.
The strong smell of blood began to fill the air, and frightened screams also sounded at this moment.
