Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue Chapter 851

Hogwarts on the Bite of the Tongue Chapter 851 Touch and Reverse Scale (6000 chapters, ask for monthly pass) audio novel listen online

It is actually more troublesome to escape than to enter the illusion.

This is like hacking into a surveillance electronic camera. After making waves in the bedroom, you must remember the original positions of the pillows and bedside dolls, and match the movements with the environment before dispelling the illusion, in order to successfully hide from the sky.

If the deviation is too large, even if Umbridge is a Muggle, she can detect that she has been tricked.

For example, at least Elena and Hermione have to sit upright, and the tabletop is clean again.

After a few minutes.

Snapped.

"Okay, give the homework and excerpts to me by next Tuesday night, and leave them with you now..."

Elena snapped her fingers and released the illusion magic surrounding them.

With the disappearance of the "Dual Backward Architecture Transformation Magic", Elena quickly stood up and clapped her hands, using her body movements to connect the moment of inconsistency between reality and illusion, attracting other students in the classroom Attention.

But in Hermione's opinion, it doesn't matter if you don't pose so rigorously.

After copying an afternoon's text, most of the students' eyes were a little trance, like dolls with empty eyes.

"Have you seen it, if it weren't for me, you still look like this being played badly now."

Elena gave Hermione a triumphant look, and Xiaomao swayed from side to side with magnificence above her head.

Hermione curled her lips quite speechlessly, and rolled her eyes back.

"Oh, stinky chess basket——"

"...Next time, just switch to Go. You will lose as many times as you lose, and you will stop after winning three rounds."

Elena twitched her mouth, thinking in her heart that in her mind, Europeans and Americans were not good at this kind of chess.

You know, although she secretly slanders Hermione from time to time as if she is a human-shaped calculation Ji.

But in fact, Hermione's memory and learning ability are a little bit stronger, and it is far from the level of artificial intelligence.

After the development of the ternary computer in the magic world is completed, Elena's first thing is to let scholars try to develop a chess logic that can be iterated automatically, and then let Hermione experience the limits of human intelligence.

Ignoring the provocation and teasing in Ji Ji's eyes, Elena glanced at Umbridge who had already walked out of the classroom, looked at the little wizards in the classroom who were still in a trance, and said refreshingly.

"Don't worry about the homework and texts, go to eat first, eating is the most important thing! Then go back and take a good rest..."

"Only before next Tuesday night? That would be a little easier."

Neville Longbottom shook his sore wrist, frowned, and said with a sigh.

"I don't know where I have copied it, or where I can find the original version of this book for comparison."

"It's okay, you can copy me and Hermione's..."

Elena replied quite generously, holding Hermione's contemptuous eyes, spreading her hands cheeky, and continuing to explain.

"Sorry? Other than that? I can't help you too much..."

"At most for homework, can Hermione and I give you some hints? What do you know? It's the same kind as last semester, just for reference? But you can't copy the full text of the'hint'-just rely on the rest. You yourself."

Except for a few small wings, she does not intend to make her exclusive cheating method public for the time being.

It's not uncommon for whistleblowers to be among Hogwarts? Did you finally get confused by the toad? She didn't plan to reveal the showdown so early. Don't abuse the card of Guidro Lockhart, otherwise one day it will come out. Big problem.

Besides, at least at the current stage? Let these little wizards copy textbooks? It is not a bad thing.

If nothing else, the Defence Against the Dark Arts class will undergo a certain degree of change within half a month.

After learning about Umbridge's teaching method, Professor Remus Lupin, who is now the leader of the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts subject, will definitely step in and add missing practices to the students' current courses. section.

Wait until the students have a solid theoretical knowledge as the foundation? Then go to experience Professor Lu Ping's interesting practical teaching. Compared with the two, students can more deeply realize the cuteness of the "moon face"-as for Umm Rich, as the bad guy who sings the white face? She directly plays in her true colors, so that students can know how to cherish the time in the practice class.

"Huh? Professor Umbridge? It is terrible..."

Harry said gravely? He seemed to have foreseen countless days of suffering in the future.

"You haven't seen the more terrifying side, Harry. She is the Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic."

Draco Malfoy moved his sore shoulders and sighed with lingering fear.

"I have a hunch that this may be just a small situation at the beginning. My dad once said at home that any wizard who can become a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic will definitely not be a character that ordinary wizards can handle... After...Ah..."

"Well, but... I think she is a bit perfunctory..."

Justin Finley shrugged his shoulders, tidying up the desk, and whispered in a low voice, "Today's entire class, except for copying books, is reading aloud. If this is the case in the future, this professor's job would be too easy?"

"Maybe because this is the first class? I heard that Professor Umbridge only officially joined yesterday."

"Oh, Professor Apocalis' class is interesting..."

"I heard my dad say that the Ministry of Magic has opinions on Professor Apocalis's teaching method. They think that it was the way of cultivating war wizards hundreds of years ago, but now it is a peaceful age and should not be confronted so much... "

"But it's not safe outside. Wasn't it just last semester that I caught the fanatical crowd of a mysterious person in school?"

Elena and Hermione looked at each other amidst the low complaints of the classmates, and did not participate in the discussion.

For Hermione, it was the first time in history that she had played most of the class, which made her feel a little embarrassed and guilty besides excitement, and Elena's reason was even simpler-all this was originally Just as she expected.

The only thing that disappointed her was that Umbridge didn't seem to be so hateful now.

Based on this accumulation of emotions, Elena estimates that if she wants to make students feel strong, she will have to wait at least half a month, or a month or so... Maybe she has to find a way to help Umbridge accumulate Some anger.

As for this period of time, she doesn't have to copy text anyway. Isn't it good to play chess in class?

"Aren't you going to see Professor Dumbledore?" They blended into the flow of people downstairs. When they returned to the auditorium for dinner, Hermione asked curiously, "You should also participate in the Hogwarts curriculum reform. If you keep copying books, if……"

"What does it matter?" Elena said nonchalantly, "I have to admit that, apart from being a little bit tedious, "Defense Magic Theory" is still a good introduction to Defense Against the Dark Arts-yes, a few minutes later. I will get you a copy of "Theory of Defense by Magic" from the bookstore. You can read the rest of the book for your reference only."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot...You are the Queen now..."

Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at Elena thoughtfully.

If Gringotts made a move, then Umbridge's dilemma that there was no teaching material in class just now can be explained.

After all, according to Elena's previous description, most of Diagon Alley is almost her property. To her, wanting to get a certain book off the shelves is nothing more than an owl letter, but...

"Elena, are you evaluating "Magic Defense Theory" so as to cover up your planning mistakes?"

"No! Absolutely not, everything is under control! This is the original teaching arrangement!"

"Hehehe... You'd better find a hat and put it on before you lie next time."

Hermione glanced at the unhappy dull hair on Elena's head, suddenly relieved in her heart.

Compared with the loneliness that seemed to be a complete solution, with these days, although this white-haired dumpling has become a little bit stupid, and the number of mistakes has gradually increased, but somehow, it makes People get closer.

Recalling the scene where the stinky chess basket was playing with regret in class, the corner of Hermione's mouth raised a slight arc.

"Are you laughing at me secretly?!" Elena looked at the little **** alertly, staring at—

She always feels that since being defeated by Hermione in chess, Miss Granger has looked at her with a very strange look from time to time, and similar eyes usually fell on Tiehanhan in her impression. Body.

"No, it's just that I remembered something happy." Hermione replied casually.

"Don't talk like me! What else...what's so happy?"

Elena raised her free right paw, making a gesture to scratch Hermione's waist.

"I warn you, don't tell Hannah, Luna and others about this, otherwise..."

"because……"

However, before the threat in her mouth could be spoken, Hermione gently held Elena's right hand suspended in the air, her amber eyes reflected the lake-blue eyes and delicate faces that were close at hand. Seriously.

"I can finally really touch you, Elena, this feeling... very happy."

"Eh?"

Elena was stunned, her eyes touched those bright eyes, and she suddenly felt a little guilty.

Don't self-guide! sisters!

Compared to the purity in Hermione Granger's eyes, her fascinating white-haired dumpling seemed a bit dangerous, and if the speed of progress continued to develop, she felt that she might have to suffer a hatchet sooner or later.

"Uh, oh--I'm not always there--it's weird--let's hurry to eat, I'm hungry."

"Well, I'm also a little hungry, don't worry, I won't tell them."

Hermione smiled and nodded, blinking mischievously without explaining.

"No one knows except me... you are a silly chess basket."

"You are obviously laughing at me!"

"Well, a little bit, didn't you laugh at me before I can't fly?"

During the squabble, the two came to the hall of the auditorium and found that the outside was already crowded with students waiting in line for dinner.

As soon as they stood at the end of the line, a playful and exaggerated voice suddenly came from the aisle not far away.

"Irina Ivanovich? Tsk, it turns out that you are the legendary Ivanovich family?"

Irina?

The foreign student who was previously assigned to Slytherin College?

Elena and Hermione turned sideways and looked over there.

I saw that the first-year students were walking into the foyer from outside the castle, and not far away, four or five senior Slytherin students were standing on their only way, obviously waiting specially. Irina is back.

"What's wrong, is there any problem?"

Irina raised her head calmly, stopped and asked.

Since she had just finished the herbal medicine lesson in the greenhouse outside the school, she and the little wizards behind her were stained with a lot of dirt on the skirts and the bottom of their robes, and they all looked a bit dusty, but this still did not affect the girl's. Cold eyes.

She frowned slightly and looked at the senior students in front of her.

She had some impressions of the person in the lead. The boy who had competed with her for the Shadow Prefect the night before was said to be one of the Quidditch members of Slytherin College. He seemed to be called...Lucian Boll?

"Please give in, you are blocking our way back."

"Of course, you are a celebrity, I just know that the Ivanovic family is so famous!"

Lucian Boll grinned and showed a malicious smile-he was holding a letter in his hand, and it seemed that he had just opened it, and there was a newspaper behind the letter, but it was not written in English. .

"Novat Ivanovich, the principal of the Kodostorez School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, tusk... Once alongside Professor Dumbledore, the great wizard known as the soul pillar of the Russian magical world. And the Ivanovic family, There is no one of the oldest magic families in the Russian magic world. Why didn't you introduce such a glorious and enviable family history?"

"Oh, wait... it's so weird, isn't it, so weird."

Lucian Boll patted his head pretendingly, and said in confusion.

"Why did the biological granddaughter of the principal of the dignified Cordos Doris School of Witchcraft and Wizardry come to Hogwarts to study? Could it be that the magic school over there was closed? Oh, that old man passed away unfortunately a few years ago? what……"

"To shut up--"

Irina trembled slightly and roared in a low voice, like a female beast about to get angry.

"Huh? What's the matter, Miss Shadow prefect seems to be scared? Or are you worried about this..."

Lucian Boll's eyes gleamed maliciously, and he deliberately made the voice loud so that everyone crowded in the hall could hear him. At the same time, he took a dramatic look at the newspaper behind his letter. Talk to himself.

"Oh, why did my family send me a foreign newspaper? Is the old guy on the cover Nova Ivanovich? Why does it look a little embarrassed, hey, there is a version translated into English? Ah-let me see, Nova Ivanovich, on April 26, 1986, incited hundreds of wizards to blatantly cast a law in front of Muggles, a serious violation of the "International Wizarding Joint Secrecy Act", and indirectly and directly Cause hundreds of wizards and thousands of Muggles to die..."

"Oh-it's terrible, and the legendary Dark Lord is nothing more than that?"

Lucian Boll smacked his lips quite exaggeratedly, with a trace of disgust and sarcasm in his eyes, and continued to read aloud.

"After trial, Nova Ivanovich was suspected of violating the "Secrecy Act", spreading the'Witcher's Sorrow', and instigating others to infect the'Witcher's Sorrow', etc., and was sentenced to confiscation of the wand and permanent imprisonment... without the death penalty. I said, the Ministry of Magic is so gentle—oh, it turned out to be because of the "Witcher's Sorrow" that might contaminate the death penalty room? Tsk, it's really..."

"Wow, there is another picture behind this, which is said to be the appearance of'Witcher's Sorrow' after infection!"

Boll screamed exaggeratedly, and raised the newspaper in his hand.

"Can this be considered a human? Maybe the trolls are better-looking than them? Miss Ivanovich, did you tell your friends that you might become a monster? Sorry, it says that the "Witcher's Sorrow" is infected. Offspring are also infected."

"...Witcher's Sorrow? What is that?"

"I have seen this in the book. It seems to be a curse developed by Muggles..."

"No, no, I guess it was probably made by a dark wizard—"

Along with Lucian Ball's voice, there was a whisper in the auditorium.

Immediately afterwards, with Irina Ivanovic as the center, the surrounding little wizards stepped back unconsciously. Many people whispered while looking at the girl with a strange look.

"My grandpa... is not a monster! Nor is he a dark wizard! You silence me!"

Irina Ivanovich trembled all over, and yanked out her wand.

"You don't know, you don't know how many people my grandfather saved, he is just..."

However, before she had time to recite the spell, the two senior wizards standing behind Lucian Boll waved their magic wands earlier than her, and two magic beams fell on the girl's thin body and hit the wand in her hand. Flew out.

"Hey, what a great wizard who is as famous as Professor Dumbledore, I just said casually, you actually take it seriously? In my opinion, it's just a stupid, disgusting, magic traitor who kisses Muggle shoes... …"

Lucian Ball grinned and smiled triumphantly, reaching out his hand high up to catch the girl's wand.

"As a wizard, you can definitely hold your wand...otherwise..."

boom!

Before the smile on Lucian Boll's face fully appeared, a black shadow appeared on his right side, and then a heavy object slammed directly into his face, stumbling him to the ground.

"Suka is not listed! Despicable, you are not allowed to bully my friend!"

Danilova rubbed her wrists, grabbed the schoolbag from Irina, and rushed up quickly. Before Lucien stood up again, she slapped her head and face at the boy, and at the same time a series of Russian tongues flicked in her mouth.

"Nвahoвonhacte, ыпoenпo6ьeэtnxy6людkoв" (the translation is expanded here...)

"Huh? Hmm, oжho! Fainted!"

Irina was stunned for half a second, and then reacted, quickly picked up the wand and started to fight back.

Although she doesn't know why this fellow from the Muggle world is so angry, but she also knows that this is not the right time to ask. Just now, she was mainly attacked. If it is really a magical battle, she would not be afraid of those senior students.

but……

Irina glanced at the boy who was covering his lower body and crawling on the ground to avoid, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

This fellow from the non-magical world is really ruthless to start-

Ignoring the weird gaze from the surroundings, Danilova waved her schoolbag, fists, and knees mercilessly, and chased Lucian Boll for a while, without giving the boys any room to breathe.

When staying overnight in the school sisters' dormitory last night, she heard a lot of stories and learned a lot of knowledge.

One of the most impressive is that in Hogwarts, after using fists and weapons to preemptively suppress and pull in close scuffles, most of the senior boys were caught off guard and might not behave as well as a domestic cat.

Anyway, magic is very magical, as long as it is not directly killed on the spot, most of them can be saved directly.

not to mention……

Danilova's gaze swept across the chest of the old wizard sitting on the trial bench in the newspaper photo.

On the chest of the strange and kindly white-haired old man, there was a very conspicuous weird logo, on which there was a drop of red drop-shaped object, as if blood was dripping, on this drop of blood there were three dotted lines staggered from each other.

Perhaps most of the people present did not know what that thing was.

But as the daughter of a nuclear physicist, how could Danilova not know what it is, because right in the middle of her father's study ~www.mtlnovel.com~ there are several exactly the same things-Chel Nobelli Rescue Medal.

Of course, except for one piece belonging to Mr. Alexei, he collected the rest through various channels.

According to my father, this is the most painful and profound lesson. Any scholar who studies nuclear physics should not forget the disasters they once caused on this land and those who sacrificed to protect the world.

Combining the information that the senior Slytherin boy had just revealed, Danilova understood everything in an instant.

She can be 100% sure, if her father was here at this time, she would definitely rush forward without hesitation.

"Elena, do you still plan to take control of the situation? This should be the responsibility of the academy!"

Not far away, Hermione glanced anxiously at the girl beside her.

As Irina picked up her magic wand and joined the battle, the originally crowded hall became more chaotic. The radiant curse provoked waves of screams and anger in the crowd, and it seemed that it was about to evolve into a school start. The first large-scale gang fight.

"Don't worry, I don't need to act for the time being, because..."

Elena shook her head relaxedly, and turned her head to look at the stairs on the other side of the hall.

I saw a small figure in the crowded crowd, like a meteor piercing the starry sky, rushing out of the crowd with an unmatched aura, and rammed straight and anxiously towards the place where the dispute occurred. past.

"Our newly-promoted ethics committee (Hufflepuff) is here, let her get familiar with the workflow first..."

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