hp: D on the left and G on the right, am I the savior?

Professor Flitwick cleared his throat and said loudly, "Well, let me review the Luminescent Charm with you all."

He raised the wand in his hand again, as if it were a precious work of art.

"No extra movements are required, just recite it softly."

He reminded, a mysterious and solemn atmosphere in his voice.

Then he slowly chanted the magical spell:

"Lumos!"

As his voice fell, a beam of white light condensed at the tip of the wand in his hand.

All the little lions raised their wands:

"Lumos!"

Lights of varying brightness appeared in the classroom.

Seeing this, Suning quickly took out his own

He knew that Professor Flitwick was taking care of himself.

He also raised his wand, his eyes firm, and whispered:

"Lumos!"

A ball of white light also appeared at the tip of his wand.

Professor Flitwick nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the young wizards around him had used the Luminescence Charm perfectly.

Especially the "new student", the fluorescent spell he cast was really eye-catching.

The light was bright and steady, soft and not glaring, and compared to the fluorescent spells cast by other little wizards,

It's like a tall guy among giants.

Such an outstanding performance shows the stability of his magic power, which is really suitable for practicing duels...

At this moment, Suning was staring at the soft white light in front of him with surprise.

Suning inexplicably had a strange feeling, that he had turned into a flashlight...

If it can change color... then it can be used as an atmosphere light when going to KTV...

Why can a simple spell create magic?

In other words, why can a spell trigger a magical reaction in a wizard's body?

Suning was thinking wildly in his mind, while Professor Flitwick started on the next step.

He opened his hands, waved his magic wand at the little lions, and said loudly:

"Kites Dancing!"

The light sources at the tips of the wands of the little wizards present rose slowly and soon stopped in mid-air.

During this period, many little lions stopped casting spells because of sudden changes, excitement or fright.

Of course, they quickly recast the Luminescence Charm.

Suning looked at the ball of light rising above his head with bright eyes.

At this moment, he didn't feel anything unusual, as if the distance between the light ball and the magic wand didn't exist.

He moved his wand slightly, and the ball of light in the sky moved with it.

It's like flying a kite.

"Okay, everyone, focus your attention.............."

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Where there is light, there is darkness

And darkness often hides in places where light cannot reach.

Knockturn Alley, an alley just two streets away from Diagon Alley, welcomed a "gambler" who likes to bet on both ends all year round.

"jingle"

"Click~squeak"

"Yazhi, yazhi"

A pair of black leather shoes stepped on the dark green wooden board that was somewhat dilapidated.

"Mr. Malfoy, welcome to the Dark Magic Collection House in Knockturn Alley. Is there anything I can help you with?"

A hoarse voice sounded

This was a dark and gloomy room, and the only small window was blocked by a black curtain.

There are all kinds of shelves here, and on the shelves are strange things one after another.

There is a rotting head sculpture, a dried-up vampire hand, and bottles and jars filled with unknown objects...

A man with light blond hair stood quietly at the door of the store. His face was pale and pointed, with a distinct chin line, giving him a sharp and unapproachable feeling. He had a slender figure and wore a custom-made magic robe.

Lucius Malfoy wore black leather gloves and glanced at the items in the store arrogantly and casually.

He walked into the shelves, ignored the suspicious liquid on the wall, picked up a sculpture at random, and started looking at it.

In the shadows, a hunched figure seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, Lucius Malfoy finally put down the sculpture in his hand.

"I heard that you guys...just got a new batch of goods."

"A batch of black goods"

Lucius Malfoy's cold grey eyes swept towards the shadows

The hunched figure stood still for a moment before he spoke:

"Look at what you said, everything here is smuggled goods..."

Lucius Malfoy pulled out his wand and pointed it at him expressionlessly.

"Hey, look at my head. I did receive a batch of goods last night. If there's anything you like, just take it!"

The owner of the hunched figure became even more hunched, and he rubbed his hands in front of him helplessly.

If an ordinary person was so arrogant in his store, he would have to give him a "Avatar".

But if it was this person, he was afraid that he would follow Voldemort before he could react... Lord Dark Lord.

"The things are in the basement. Can you put away your wand? If you are not careful, the magic will be lost..."

Lucius Malfoy narrowed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"lead the way"

"Hey hey hey, okay."

The light in the shadows began to change slightly, and Lucius Malfoy put away his wand, as if he was no longer worried about the owner of the store doing anything.

“Crack, crack, crack.”

The wooden planks once again made the sound of being overwhelmed.

Old Benny pushed open a shelf in the corner of the shop with all his strength, revealing a lever door on the ground.

He looked back and saw the cold and ruthless face of Lucius Malfoy.

He turned around, gritted his teeth, and lifted the wooden board.

"boom"

A cloud of dust was stirred up.

"Ahem, I just drove past here yesterday, how come there's already so much dust in just half a day?"

Old Benny waved his hand complainingly.

Lucius Malfoy frowned and put his right hand in front of his mouth and nose.

After a while, when the dust settled, Boss Ni turned around, bowed deeply, and said to Lucius Malfoy in a flattering manner:

"Mr. Malfoy, last night's goods are all downstairs. I haven't had time to check them out yet."

The boss swallowed his saliva, he felt his heart bleeding:

"It's a bit messy down there, so I won't go down. Please pick whatever you want, pick whatever you want."

Lucius Malfoy stared at the dark hole, feeling the increasingly severe burning sensation coming from an area on his left arm.

As if he had made up his mind, or as if he could not bear the burning sensation, Lucius Malfoy finally took a step forward and walked down the basement stairs, leaving old Benny alone in the uncertain place.