People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 105 Spell Lesson

“Father!” “Father!” “Father!”

In recent days, every morning when he wakes up, Bagir can always hear this call.

Then there’s Tedros’s big face.

Then he respectfully handed over the fully prepared toiletries.

The roommates and other princes around were looking at this side like believers who had seen their gods.

This made all the happiness that Bagir had accumulated in recent days disappear.

At this time, he would always say to Tedros: "I am not your father. Why don't you go to Agatha? Or treat me as air like night."

Tedros's answer every time was: "That's so as not to disturb your rest. I called you because I saw your eyelids were loose and you were about to wake up."

As for the topic of Agatha, he avoided talking about it.

Madison has a unique view on this: "He should be the kind of boy who grew up with a more traditional education in the UK. Talking to his father about girls is unacceptable for a traditional gentleman. What's more, he likes it."

However, even with the big trouble of Tedros, Bagir is still very happy in the academy.

Compared to Hogwarts, which has at least two classes every day on weekdays, the School of Law and Order for Good and Evil sometimes has no classes at all.

Even if there are courses, they are very short, only one and a half hours.

The content of the class seemed to have nothing to do with magic.

Etiquette, dress, swordsmanship, horse riding and archery.

It's basically a sports class.

The strange thing is that even though everything he did had nothing to do with magic, the thing called magic in this world took deep root in Bagir's body and gradually became stronger.

Just waiting for the piercing ceremony to arrive.

At that time, it will be awakened, and maybe it will be reflected in the character data.

The huge amount of energy required by the "Dual Phase Dragon of Good and Evil" will also be achieved.

Baguirre's intuition told him that this was very likely.

This is the wonderful vision of wizards in the Harry Potter world after awakening their third eye.

One morning, he was drinking scarlet soup with a spoon, among the chopped basil leaves, and in a trance, he saw himself transformed into a giant red dragon, soaring on the top of the tower. In the blazing dragon flames, Rafar struggled inside and turned into charcoal.

Rafar's inevitable death made Bagir, who had been worried all the time, begin to relax physically and mentally.

So, Bagel, who had suppressed his nature and forced himself to stay in the library at Hogwarts, could finally let go of everything and have fun everywhere.

In particular, the environment of the charity house is magnificent, like a paradise on earth.

It adds a touch of comfort.

But these alone would not make Bagir particularly happy.

After all, Beatrice can be seen but not eaten.

A great beauty, who changed her styles in front of him all day long, and even tried the dark style of the evil house, made Bajir want to take a step further with her.

If it weren't for Madison, Bagir would have gotten himself expelled from the academy before Rafar could take any action.

All I can say is that Madison is just as she introduced herself, she is good at reading group videos and doing blowjobs. She was quite inexperienced at the beginning, but after getting a little familiar with it, she showed a professional level that would amaze even Japanese teachers.

Having a big mouth does have advantages.

Of course, as an outstanding young man with five virtues and four beauties, Bagir would not just be obsessed with sports.

I chatted in the club's public screen, which is the group chat, and went online on time at 9 o'clock every night to participate in club activities. I persisted in doing so.

He even opened a Quidditch game so that Madison and Sophie could see the superb flying skills he had learned from Harry and Draco.

But unfortunately, he is the only wizard who can be considered as a wizard in Harry's world.

Even though Sophie and Madison possess what is called magic in their world, they are still Muggles in Harry's world.

Fortunately, unlike the game settings, once the activity starts, it mainly depends on the individual, with no group requirements.

Finally, I got 60 club badges safely.

Just when Basil thought the two of them would cheer for him, Sophie and Madison were devastated.

"Just a little bit closer!"

"My gold card!"

Only then did Bagir understand why they had stopped taking any action after exchanging a purple card.

It turns out that they wanted to stock up to exchange for gold cards.

This made them both very resentful.

So the next day, Sophie's roommate, Hester, who could summon dragons, had a dark circle under her left eye. Bajir was listless, looking like he had learned time management from Luo Zhixiang and put it into practice.

But on this day, Basil finally touched upon the spell lesson that was not filmed in the movie and was mentioned by Captain Hook's son Hawk.

The prince and princess attended this class together.

Sophie was also in the class, sitting with Agatha.

Tedros and Sophie both looked gloomy.

On the public screen, Madison was speaking frantically.

"Spells class? What exactly are you going to teach in this class?"

"I'm already at school."

"You won't believe that Queenie, the girl I mentioned earlier who had a miserable job, was actually black!"

"How annoying! She's a natural voodoo doll. Just by looking at you, she can transfer the harm on her body to you."

"Just like what Basil said, Cordelia taught us almost nothing except history. We can only learn by ourselves by reading books."

"All that damn Latin is giving me a headache."

"But there's a resurrection spell in it!"

"I really want to try to revive a puppy and awaken my ability to bring the dead back to life in advance."

"But looking at the ritual, they pieced the bodies together, drew a circle around the bodies with bone powder, inhaled the smoke from burning unknown powder, and then drew a hexagram on the chest of the bodies with the witch's blood."

"And chant the incantation aloud: Calpriziana, offina alta nestra, fuero menut."

"Azazel, Lord of the Underworld."

"We will give you our hearts and souls."

"We obey you."

"I will serve you forever, until death purifies this sinful body."

"Say 'Berald, Beroald, Balbin, Gab, Gabor, Agaba' four more times."

"Finally he yelled: 'Return to earth and be resurrected.'"

Sophie couldn't help but reply. She had been planning to leave Madison alone until the end of get out of class.

"You really are a witch. Not some pretty girl who can do magic."

"Look at this spell, it's obviously related to demons and devils."

Madison: "So, is it possible that my world is the most dangerous? Is there really a heaven and hell here?"

"Look at the Bible. God is not a kind God."

“I’m not going to hell.”

Bajir: "You really have a hell here. When your soul leaves your body, or dies, your witch's soul will fall into a personal hell."

"It's made up of the life fragments that you hate the most and fear the most."

"Unless one has a strong will, the soul cannot return to the body and will eventually turn into sand."

"As for the gods of death, the only one who appeared in the original drama was Father Legba."

“Deities in West African and Haitian Voodoo.”

"The current Voodoo Queen, Mary Laverne, gained eternal life by giving him a pure soul every year. She can even curse others with eternal life."

Madison: “holly shit!”

On the public screen, Madison stopped talking.

At this time, the spell class officially began.

The spell teacher at the charity school is a guy who looks like Quirrell and wears a scarf.

However, this room feels like a divination class, with white smoke lingering around the entire room, giving people a strong sense of sorcery.

"Everyone, you can call me Professor Lodge."

You are fucking Quirrell!

"You haven't been given magic yet. And unlike the Hopeless."

"As descendants of witches, evil wizards, werewolves, vampires and other evil villains, most of them know some magic."

“Some even form a system.”

"Of course, this is nothing compared to finger magic."

"But it also makes them more familiar with magic."

"And most of the princes and princesses who are forever have never had it." "Princes always hone their sword skills, riding and archery. Princesses will not learn magic from fairy godmothers, but seek more beautiful clothes and outfits."

"So, in this class, I want to close the gap between the good and the evil. Let good prevail."

Having said that, he pointed his finger behind him, where the clouds were shrouded in mist.

The fog dispersed.

In a large copper basin, purple flames burned, with various unknown herbs and flower stems serving as fuel.

"Everyone, take a deep breath and close your eyes."

"Find the throbbing deep within you."

"You who have come to the School of Magic already possess unique talents."

"Come on, relax."

The students sitting cross-legged on cushions closed their eyes.

Baqir is one of them.

As the white smoke rushed into his nostrils, every inch of his muscles relaxed.

So is consciousness.

He could break free of this feeling at any time.

Logically, he should have been cautious and stayed awake the whole time. He shouldn't have lost consciousness in a school with Rafar.

But his subconscious told him that everything was fine.

The same is true for the more mysterious Third Eye.

Thus, with his own cooperation, his consciousness seemed to sink into a swamp.

A warm, smooth swamp filled with female bodies.

Keep going down and down.
Until one voice said, "Okay, get out of class is over."

He just woke up.

There is no physical change, except that I feel a little more energetic.

It was as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep.

The so-called spells professor had left the classroom.

Shit! Just say get out of class is over, and it's really over?

Didn't even wake them up.

It's dark now.

The other students fell off their cushions and fell into a state of sleep.

Judging from the safe and sound classroom, no one had awakened any unique talents.

He casually pushed away Beatrice's softness that was pressing tightly against his mouth and nose.

Ahem, Beatrice must have come over here on her own.

He hooked up his little finger, a faint light flashed, and the power of the cleansing spell made the traces of saliva on it disappear.

He sat back down as if nothing had happened.

On the public screen.

Madison appeared, "Where are you guys?"

"It's nine o'clock now. It's time for club activities!"

"You all should understand that this is very important to me."

"I need more gold and purple cards to protect myself and learn more powerful magic."

Private message channel.

"Sweetheart, as usual?"

"Master, your slave wants a whipping."

Then there were some photos that violated public order and morality (in order to avoid Sophie’s suspicion, some were also posted on the public screen).

After reading it with a critical eye, Baqir replied.

"Look." Attached was a photo of the classroom.

Madison responded immediately: "Are you guys high?"

Bajir: "The piercing ceremony will not begin until a week later."

"Now it seems to be through inhaled mist medication that puts us into a deep sleep."

"I discovered the talent that was born after I came to the academy."

"But obviously that didn't work."

"In the original plot, when fighting against the evil school, the students of the good school did not use any magic, but relied on swords, shields, and bows and arrows."

"Perhaps the spells class at the House of Evil is more useful?" Basil guessed, "Wait, someone has woken up. Sophie will probably be there soon."

Private message: "Date aborted." Public screen: "You can go to the club first, remember to wear more clothes this time. I want to try herbal medicine today."

"Hmm~" Beatrice rubbed her eyes pretentiously and made a cute sound with her head tilted.

"What's wrong with me? It's a little wet." She supported the indescribable part with her hand.

But it feels very dry and refreshed, without even the sticky feeling after sweating.

But she didn't have time to think.

Her awakening seemed to be a signal.

The sleeping princes and princesses also woke up one after another.

The room started to get noisy.

This includes Sophie.

She pushed away Agatha who was clinging to her (Tedros looked into the eyes of Agatha who had just woken up from her sleep in surprise, and was immersed in the pink atmosphere), tidied her hair, and glanced at Beatrice as usual.

She opened the community’s public screen.

Browsed through the contents.

Then he replied: "Everyone is awake. We will start the club activities in about 15 minutes."

The corners of her mouth curled up, so Basil had to separate from Beatrice first.

In the academy, in order not to alert Rafar's possible surveillance, they all entered the community space with their consciousness.

For the safety of their sleeping bodies, they usually choose dormitories.

Girls are not allowed to enter the boys' dormitory.

This is completely different from the rule of Hogwarts that Madison mentioned - girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory.

It turned out that Sophie was still too naive.

In her eyes, Basil rubbed his temple lightly and lay weakly in Beatrice's arms.

Then he said, "I'm still a little dizzy, can I take a nap?"

And Beatrice, the little bitch, couldn't wait to nod and agree.

She could only swallow her grievance, leave Agatha, and go to the dormitory in the evil house.

She couldn't be angry yet.

Baguirre did it for her own good. Beatrice played the role of 'Agatha' in the original plot.

No, because of this, Rafar has not shown up once in all these years of school.

Obviously, Rafar thought that in this state, she would turn evil without any additional arrangements from him.

Baqir's plan was very successful.

Hatch! Inside the tower, Rafar rubbed his nose.

"Why are people still talking about me? I'm ready to stay quiet for a few hundred years."
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Fifteen minutes later, after chatting with her roommates about daily life and hearing a long speech disparaging the charity, Sophie successfully went to bed.

Finally arrived at the community space.

Inside the space, Bagir sat upright.

That slutty bitch! Madison was again in her skimpy pajamas, sitting next to Bagel.

Provoking with words and actions from time to time.

"I think it's time to start club activities."

Sophie said viciously.

It's a bit different from his usual harmless little lamb appearance.

It feels like the movie turns darker in the later stages.

She narrowed her eyes forcefully and maliciously, looking Madison's exposed body up and down, "You shameless little slut, dressed like this. I sincerely wish you that poisonous spiders will happily crawl all over your body. Flames will burn your delicate skin."

(End of this chapter)