Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

The progress of the experiment was not too fast, but it was smooth.

After putting down her tools and changing her clothes, Charlotte dragged her tired body out of the cramped stairs, the light from the sky shone in, surrounded her, and sat on the sofa with her eyes slightly closed.

Bigger came over with a few bottles of potions with ease, and Charlotte glanced at them. After drinking a bottle of vitality tonic potion, he used cosmetics to cover the bruises under his eyes.

His brain was working again, and he entered the classroom a few minutes before class with a sandwich Bigg made in his mouth.

During the recent period, except for showing up during class time, Charlotte spends the rest of the time in the laboratory. The approval of homework basically depends on the avatar. Jessica also knows that it is not the real Charlotte, and she is not interested in running over to find her. .

Jessica was chatting with Hermione who happened to meet, looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, sighed, and looked lonely.

"Well, this guy will never see her when he's busy. When he asked her what she was doing, she was vague and said that it would be done soon, soon."

Hearing this, Hermione was a little worried about Charlotte's safety. "Didn't she even go back to her bedroom recently?"

"No, Nuo Da's dormitory is deserted, and I'm the only one who stays in the empty room." Jessica winked at Hermione in a funny way.

"As long as you're still alive, that's fine. I've taken it easy. With Sisi here, Charlotte should be able to eat well."

It was the same with Charlotte last year, her whereabouts were erratic, and she couldn’t see anyone except for class for several months, but her figure was getting thinner and thinner. Jessica couldn’t stand it anymore, and forced this guy to eat. Get better.

"It's really hard work." Hermione automatically classified Charlotte's weird behavior as an option for diligent study, and her little hands tightly held the books on her knees, and her sense of urgency became heavier, as if she saw Charlotte's back leaving her Farther and farther away, I said goodbye to Jessica, and hurried to the library.

Hard work is not enough!

Jessica, who was not connected to Hermione's brain circuit, just scratched her hair and continued to look up at the sky in a daze.

Hermione, Charlotte's little fan girl, rolled up again, and by the way, led the Weasley twins who were also working hard. After all, the claws fell on Ron and Harry who were watching the show, and Hermione didn't let go of any of them.

Quacking and killing, what a joyful learning atmosphere.

Charlotte crushed the candy in her mouth with her teeth. The sweet taste spread in her mouth. She paced around the room nervously, with the tip of her tongue against the inside of her mouth. Very divine.

Picking up the coffee on the table and gulping it down, his eyes were fixed on the two drawings hanging on the wall, one of a human body and the other of a ball chasing a bird.

The body of the old wizard is covered with a lot of stitching marks, and the human body depiction on it belongs to him. A potion made from Lao Du's blood was prepared for him to ensure the progress of the experiment. Charlotte put the old wizard into a coma for a long time , with a mandrake leaf in his mouth.

The time is coming, and in a few days, the preparation of the first step of Animagus will be completed.

Peter Pettigrew, who was in a trance and completely unaware that he had turned into a human form, was still lying on the ground like a mouse, walking on all fours, scratching the floor with stubby fingers, and his eyes were dim.

The side effects of anesthesia and confusion spells, the body can't operate on its own, it's as heavy as a shot put.

The next thing is to wait for time. It is hard to find samples of Animagus wizards. The only ones she can get close to now are Rita, the reporter who can turn into a beetle, and Professor McGonagall, the catgirl.

None of these people could move or move.

Whether the wizard will affect the deformation of the Animagus due to gender, age, and other external factors, Charlotte rubbed his forehead.

The black wizard is easy to catch, cleans up the bedbugs in the underground waterway, helps the Ministry of Magic to purify the magic world, and completes the merits.

Dragging the old wizard like a dead dog into the compartment, Charlotte wrote a letter to Avrum.

Pass the arrest information to him, and go to Greyback's gang to beat Sap. The free transformation of werewolves may be the direction for Animagus to break through.

Charlotte's eyes lighted up slightly, and Greyback's men didn't have so many scruples if they couldn't catch their own people. It wasn't a big problem to catch just one or two, and the gang of wandering werewolves didn't have a single heart.

It is common to choose to leave for various interests, or die in an unknown place.

The air in the basement was not circulating. Charlotte, who hadn't had enough sleep and rest for a long time, walked up from below and nestled on the sofa. Bigger finished processing the letter, and a few owls flew out of the house.

I have done everything I can do now, and I hope it will develop in a good direction.

Last year, she began to intentionally search for all kinds of rare magical animals, such as the Chinese fireball dragon, the black dragon of the Heshidiali Islands, the blood of these famous and dangerous magical animals on the list, and she bought them from various farms or her own farms at a high price , Newt's Fantastic Beasts, she also did a lot of hoo hoo.

The first one to start researching is also the most profound, and it is the Thunderbird that has a very long relationship with the Cuthbert family.

It is said that in the past, in order to gain more powerful power, the wizards would choose to use the blood fusion ceremony to allow their next generation to have the magical power of magical animals themselves, such as the poison horned beast. The wizard expects to get the poison horn beast. Resistance to spells.

This is a relatively normal way of obtaining power, and some even try to obtain power through hand-to-hand. They are very courageous and courageous...but it is very off-putting.

Dumbledore's family is very old, and their descendants have the ability to summon the phoenix. Charlotte doesn't quite recognize this Scottish turkey-style phoenix, but he has to admit its rarity and its ability to be reborn from nirvana. She had only seen this kind of creature in Dumbledore's principal's office, so she couldn't figure out how Dumbledore's family managed to reach a long-term contract with the Phoenix.

For a while, several teams were sent out to find wild phoenixes, with little success, they would only appear in front of approved people.

According to the records of the Cuthbert family, they have the power to control the storm, rescued a cub Thunderbird and raised it up, and then performed a blood ritual with it. The Cuthbert family was also established at that time, Credibility and authenticity aside, the power of the Thunderbird is real. The history of the Cuthbert family will be pushed forward another 100 years. With the death of the last clansman with the ability of the Thunderbird, this power will be It disappeared completely and never appeared in the later clansmen.

It is said that the clansman who has the most hope of awakening is Charlotte's father, a cheap father who died since she was born, and her mother also left together, because of her grandmother's displeasure.

Since when did the grandmother, who already paid attention to bloodlines, behave even more eccentrically, interacting with the dark wizard who was in the limelight at that time, obsessed with it, and tried various methods to wash away Charlotte's dirty blood from her mother. Those methods It's useless, and she can't do it without reincarnation.

The grandmother felt that it was the woman who killed her son and killed the hope of the Cuthbert family. Her attitude towards Charlotte was also mixed with love and dislike. She hated another person and loved her son. .

If the other party is a witch from a pure blood family, everything can be avoided.

Grandma always said this to Charlotte, her eyes were stern, her hands covered her face helplessly, sobbing softly.

Charlotte glanced at the portrait of her grandmother who was running around with them. She ran to the oil painting next door, sipped tea, and her silver hair could not take away the noble and elegant atmosphere. Charlotte turned her gaze back, the old woman Her appearance is so deceiving, no one can imagine what she looks like when she goes crazy.

Like those dark wizards sent into Azkaban by Charlotte, grandmother's 'friends'.