Hogwarts Elemental Destroyer

The Druids, the priests of ancient Gaul, Britain and Ireland, had a grand festival to praise autumn, which lasted for a whole day from midnight on October 10 to November 31 the next day.

This is Halloween.

Ordinary people have to live a life of vulgarity, and wizards are not exempt from it.

Hogwarts changed its look overnight.

Hundreds of pumpkin heads were floating in the air, and a green flame flashed in their eyes from time to time.

The promenade where people come and go has also been replaced with pumpkin lanterns.

Some ghosts will also stuff their heads into pumpkins and pretend to be pumpkin-headed knights to scare students everywhere.

Sir Nicholas, for example, loved this kind of prank.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of others.

The moment he takes his head off is more terrifying than the pumpkin-headed knight.

Carol was just startled by him.

Hiding beside Bella and refusing to let go no matter what.

Looking at each other and laughing through the wall.

Bella sighed helplessly.

"Maybe it's time to talk to Dumbledore about the ghosts of the house."

William mocked mercilessly: "I didn't expect you to be so courageous."

The little girl is still being stubborn.

"What's wrong with being timid! I'm timid and have my sister to protect me. How about you? You're a pervert."

Seeing this, Bella reached out and patted Carol on the head.

"Carol, if you keep doing this, I will..."

"That's it?" Carol showed a narrow smile and glanced at William a few times.

There are men here.

She was sure that Bella would never dare to say it.

Bella's face turned a little red, and she didn't know what she thought of. Just as Carol expected, she opened her mouth and finally said nothing.

William was a little confused.

What kind of riddle are these two girls playing?

can't read.

I simply didn't want to think about it anymore and walked directly into the classroom.

Three or four days have passed since the last incident.

William was quite busy during this period.

After class during the day, I go to practice with the college team.

Bella will also be taught how to cook after class in the afternoon.

As for Carol, the first person to propose learning to cook.

Now I can't do anything but eat.

William would also go to the corridor to check from time to time at night.

To prevent Harry from going to investigate the Philosopher's Stone without his knowledge.

As for Quirrell's class, he still had to take it.

You can't suddenly ask for leave to do something special, otherwise it would be weird if you don't get noticed.

Just in case.

William stocked up on a large amount of potions and fighting dolls.

Spend all your savings.

Even if he faced Quirrell now, William would be sure to escape.

But now is not the time to cause trouble.

Therefore, William must stay away from Harry during every Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Quirrell had been observing Harry's every move for almost the entire class.

So far, Harry hadn't noticed anything wrong.

On the contrary, I enjoy this kind of "care".

It's like getting the treatment of an honors student.

I don’t know if it’s because the time hasn’t come yet or for some other reason.

Voldemort knew about the magic mirror early in the morning, but he actually stopped moving.

This made William puzzled.

Could it be that Voldemort knew how to take out the Sorcerer's Stone?

"Boom!"

A book was slammed down next to William.

William looked up and saw it was Hermione.

She pulled up the chair next to her and sat down, staring at William seriously and extending a hand.

"what would you like?"

"Book."

William pointed to the textbook on the table.

"Didn't you bring it? Why do you want mine?"

"What I want is the book you wrote!"

"That's right!" William scratched his head: "Well, I've been preparing for the Quidditch competition recently, and I haven't finished writing it yet."

Hermione raised an eyebrow and sneered.

"Isn't it written yet? I think not a word has been touched!"

"Ah! This...this..."

"Thank you for asking me to help you find materials, including the magic stone and the magic mirror. I spent all my time reading to find it for you, so you just..."

Before Hermione could finish speaking, William forcibly covered her mouth.

"I wrote it, I really wrote it, I wrote the outline."

William looked at Harry in the distance.

Ron and Harry had their heads next to each other, and they didn't know what they were discussing, so they didn't notice the movement here.

If Harry knew about his search for the Sorcerer's Stone and the Magic Mirror, some ideas might come to mind.

"Bring it to me and see!"

"I'll show you when I get back."

"Don't lie to me. I hate it when others lie to me."

"Absolutely not."

After hearing William's affirmative words, Hermione gave up.

Professor Flitwick also entered the classroom at this time.

He was so small that during class he had to stand on a pile of books to reach the desk.

"I will teach you one of the most basic spells, the Hovering Charm." Professor Flitwick said sharply, standing on his pile of books as usual. "See the feather in front of you? Let it fly."

The little wizards in the classroom were very excited.

Ever since I saw the hovering spell in the last class, I have been wanting to learn it.

Now Professor Flitwick is finally teaching.

But there are not many feathers, there is only one between the two of them.

Professor Flitwick divided the class into pairs and started training.

Probably due to the butterfly effect brought about by William.

Hermione chose to be by William's side.

Harry and Ron made it together and became a team.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" William waved his wand gently.

The feathers in front of him fluttered.

done?

But why didn't it fly?

William narrowed his eyes and realized that things were not that simple.

Pick up the wand and tap it to your side.

"Ouch!" Carol held her head, with tears in her eyes: "Why did you hit someone?"

"Who told you to blow my feathers?"

"Give you some hope!" Carol rubbed her head: "It hurts, I won't pay attention to you."

In fact, William touched it without much effort at all.

This girl has good acting skills.

William shook his wand again and began to cast a spell.

It's a pity that I don't know what the problem is. This feather won't move.

"You said it wrong," Hermione said bluntly, "It's Yuga-Dimlev-O-Sa. The word 'plus' needs to be long and clear."

"Or, you come and try."

Hermione rolled up her sleeves, waved her wand, and said, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

The feather rose slowly from the table and hovered four feet above their heads.

"Oh! Well done!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and shouted, "Look, everyone, Miss Granger has succeeded!"

Hermione once again received envious looks from everyone.

She controlled the feathers to float in front of William.

"You come!"

As soon as William took the feather, he heard an explosion in front of him.

What was supposed to happen in the original work still happened.

But the protagonist is not Ron.

It's the group of explosive messengers.

Seamus had done it over and over again a few minutes ago, but the feather they were supposed to send up into the air still lay motionless on the table.

In a rage, Seamus stabbed the feather with his wand, and the feather suddenly burst into flames.

Once again, his face was blackened by the thick smoke.

He hurriedly doused the flames.

Neville raised his palm: "Professor, we might need another feather."