Hogwarts Melon Eater Chapter 152

Anna received a special gift.

Catherine struggled to carry a painting and rushed into the classroom when Anna's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was about to end.

The handsome professor Jacob Kowalski almost beat Katherine down because of his conditioned reflex, because his class happened to introduce Voldemort bats silently entering the wizard's house and killing people.

"This rare but dangerous creature was considered a kind of insect by No-Maji scholars a long time ago. It has names such as suffocating insects and face-hugging insects in the No-Maji world. From a distance, this creature looks like a black cloak. , maybe only half an inch thick, maybe a little thicker if it digested new victims recently..."

"Some researchers in the magic world believe that Voldemort's bat is caused by the mutation of the Dementor's magical gene, and some scholars believe that it, like the Basilisk, is a magical creature created by a dark wizard out of boredom..."

"Fortunately, after the wizard Flavi Poppy successfully escaped from Voldemort's bat and found Voldemort bat cubs at home, we finally have a new understanding of this mysterious creature..."

The crazy blond snake Sambadi Avery raised his hand, "Professor Kowalski! How did Voldemort kill people?"

The eyes of some of the little snakes lit up, and Anna propped her face up, watching them with interest.

oh oh! There's a new twist to office murders.

"Very good question," Jacob paused for a while, and took a model from the jungle-flavored shelf behind him, it looked like a piece of black cloth, and felt light and airy, "such a piece of 'black cloth', what does it mean? How to kill people?"

Jacob floated the Voldemort model in the air. "Voldebats like to secretly follow the murdered wizard, follow him into his home, and wait until he falls asleep."

"When a wizard is sleeping, sticking to the wizard's face will cause him to suffocate, and he will be put on his face by a bat, no matter how powerful a wizard is. He can only wait for death," Jacob added, "By the way, the bat will be on the spot. Eat...or absorb is a better word, it leaves no trace of itself or the victim."

"Too handsome," Belinda whispered, and Anna raised her eyebrows without expressing her opinion.

'Why not use Voldemort against Voldemort? 'A thought suddenly appeared in Anna's heart.

"Oh! I heard a little wizard asked an interesting question in his mind," Jacob smiled, "Can we use Voldemort bats to deal with some difficult enemies?"

The students took notes and leaned forward, trying to listen more carefully.

"The answer is—no."

"Voldemort bats live in the tropics and are extremely difficult to find," Jacob put the specimen in his hand back on the shelf. "When you do find a Voldemort bat, there's a high chance that you're about to suffocate, so you Completely out of control of them."

"The chance of encountering a Voldemort is very small," Jacob took out his wand, "but if you are really lucky enough to meet a Voldemort, and you have the chance to do something, what spell should you cast? Defence Against the Dark Arts class teaches this—"

Jacob shook his wand lightly, "ExpectoPatronum!" He chanted the spell, and some silver-blue light shot from the tip of his wand, but not too dazzling, compared to Dumbledore's spell in Azkaban. It's a lot worse.

A very small animal that looked like a rhino appeared beside Jacob.

"This is the only known spell that can expel Voldemort and Dementors," Jacob waved his wand to let the silver-blue strange creature run happily in the room, "The Patronus Spell."

"As you can see, my patron saint is a poisonous horned beast."

Belinda tried to grab the nimble Patronus, but her hand just went through the silver blue.

"Everyone, whether it's a wizard, a Squib, or a No-Maj, has their own Patronus, but the difference is that only a wizard has the ability to summon a Patronus," Jacob added, "but not all wizards Can summon the guardian angel."

"The magic of the wizard, the imagination of good things, and the memory of happy past are all necessary factors to successfully release the Patronus Charm," Jacob stressed, "This spell is very complex, and the details will be reserved for you in fifth grade. At that time, if I was still teaching you at that time, maybe I could catch a wild Dementor from America and teach it."

But that's impossible, no one can hold on to the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for that long.

"The Patronus Charm is not compulsory, but the Voldemort bat part is very important. If you want to get good grades in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Protection of Magical Creatures in the N.E.W.T. Ultimate Wizarding Exam, then you must study hard..."

Speaking of learning, the classroom fell silent for a moment. Now it is impossible for a little wizard to release the Patronus Charm, because they are not happy anymore.

"Oh! I heard some little wizards thinking, we're only in first grade, and the ultimate wizarding exam is something that only sixth graders have to think about," Jacob looked around.

"I just want to say that opportunities are always given to those who are prepared. If you want to become an Auror, or a little wizard who is a conservationist of magical animals, you should start preparing now..."

Jacob stopped chattering.

Because a black shadow passed in front of him, and the image of Voldemort's head filled his head, he subconsciously waved his wand, trying to control the Patronus to knock down the shadow.

"Everyone, get down!"

The little snakes move quickly, and at this time their movements are as silky as snakes.

Anna's eyes widened as she watched Catherine swayed away from Jacob's patron saint and threw a huge painting over.

"Boom!" It happened to hit Belinda, who was lying on the ground, on the head.

"Ouch!" Belinda exclaimed bitterly, "The Voldemort hit my head!"

That's not a Voldemort at all.

Anna felt a touch of guilt, and quickly took the painting, which seemed to be expensive, how could anyone think of giving someone a painting?

Could it be that Catherine came from somewhere? !

Thinking of this, Anna cast her unbelievable eyes on Catherine, 'How can you do this! '

Catherine flapped her wings innocently, 'I didn't do anything! 'A piece of paper floats down from Catherine's feathers.

Anna grabbed it~www.mtlnovel.com~ Please return this painting to the earl of Nicholas or something, a ghost, you usually call him headless Nick, I hope you know him...'

The crumpled note, no, it's not a note, it's obviously a flyer that was picked up on the street, and on the back there was a slogan like "Drink from a vat of black crow wine".

The wild handwriting, Anna felt a little familiar, but it was definitely not written by Ron, Harry, or other friends, and may have seen it once or twice somewhere.

"Huh—" Jacob came back to his senses and found that it was just a false alarm, "It's okay, little wizards, it's just an owl delivering letters..."

Belinda held her head and complained aggrievedly to Anna, "How rude! How can you let the owl send such a heavy thing?"

"It was sent to me by someone else," Anna looked at the painting. The woman who looked very resentful stared at the world with wide eyes. The corners of her mouth seemed to be raised slightly, as if she was looking forward to something to come.

Belinda frowned and looked at the painting, "Although it's a bit rude to say that, she looks terrible."

"You are not allowed to hang it in the bedroom!" Belinda added.

"There is no such opportunity," Anna took the painting slightly away, "This seems to be something of 'Headless Nick'."

The forest car park at Highgate Cemetery in London at this time.

"There is only one way," Ron stroked the aged owl standing on his arm, his eyes revealed firmness, "Erol, old man, believe in yourself! You can do it!"

"Erol, we're with you!" Harry cheered for it, Ginny took out a large bag of nuts, "Erol! Win or lose, it's yours!"

The old owl Errol shrank his neck.

Maybe it's confident.

Chapter end