Hogwarts: wand in left hand, dragon-patterned mace in right hand

"Professor Quirrell, I think I can give him a dream spell. "

"Trap him in a fantasy!"

Or give him a blade and cut him in two. "

Sicheng said casually.

At the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to Quirrell's expression.

Sure enough, when Sicheng spoke of the Shadowless Spell, Quirrell's body trembled unconsciously.

At the same time, he seemed to show a curious look at the fantasy spell he said.

"Sicheng, I just heard you say the Dream Spell, is that the spell you created?"

"I don't know what the effect is, can you show us?"

As Quirrell's words fell, all the young wizards in the classroom looked at Sicheng curiously.

Sicheng glanced at Quirrell, thought for a moment and said:

"Professor Quirrell, Headmaster Dumbledore has specifically instructed me not to use the Dream Charm in the House. "

"Don't use it in front of others. "

"I think in a while, the Magic 06 Department should make a statement about it. "

After Sicheng's words fell, the little wizards in the classroom were a little disappointed.

They have heard a lot about Sicheng during this time.

There were even one or two people who had accidentally encountered the scene where Sicheng used a dream spell.

It's just that the Dream Spell is a fantasy spell after all.

So, they didn't see any clues.

As soon as Quirrell heard Dumbledore's instructions, he didn't dare to hold on to this anymore.

He didn't want to come into direct contact with Dumbledore right now.

It seems that we have to wait for the end of class.

Soon, the Defence Against the Dark Arts class was over.

After the little wizards didn't have much to do.

Quirrell walked over to Sicheng and Hermione, who were still reading.

"Sicheng, I'm very interested in your fantasy spell, why don't we go to my office and talk, maybe it will help my magic spell research!"

Si Cheng heard this, and leaked an apologetic expression towards Quirrell.

"I'm sorry, Professor Quirrell, Professor McGonagall told me to go to her after class, I'm going there right now!"

When Quirrell heard that Professor McGonagall was looking for Sicheng, she immediately smiled wryly.

"That's right, then you must discuss it with me next time you have a chance. "

"I think I'm going to get something. "

With that, Professor Quirrell fled out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Sicheng, did Professor McGonagall look for you?"

"Then go ahead! Don't keep Professor McGonagall waiting!"

After Quirrell left, Hermione said to Sicheng.

Sicheng looked at Hermione, shook his head, and didn't say anything about going to Professor McGonagall.

Seeing this, Hermione also understood what she meant.

I'm afraid that what I said before was dedicated to Professor Quirrell.

Think about what happened in Quidditch matches again.

Hermione suddenly didn't have that much respect for Professor Quirrell.

Anyway, if Sicheng doesn't like people, she won't like them either.

After that, the two returned to the Room of Requirement.

Sicheng picked up the two cloth bags he had made yesterday and continued to start his experiment.

He needed to expand his spiritual space.

Then you need to have a firm grasp of all the precautions of the Traceless Stretching Mantra.

For now, it's only an extension of the existing enchantment space.

The spirit space is not a magic space, so it will be more difficult to expand.

Hermione looked at Sicheng, who was lost in research, and she took down a Transfiguration book from the shelf.

Her Transfiguration grades were good, but she wasn't much better than the little wizards of her grade.

There is an obvious gap between it and Sicheng.

Therefore, she can't relax, and she needs to work harder. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Time passed quickly.

On this day, there seemed to be a few strange wizards coming to Hogwarts.

"Dumbledore, the councillor who came back last time told us about the Dream Charm, and we discussed it. "

"Now it's a test to prove that the little wizard called Last Time and Hermione has enough knowledge to work towards this spell. "

"You know, it's not that we don't believe them, but to avoid anything that happens in the future!"

Dumbledore just smiled at what the person in front of him said, and didn't mean to answer.

"Minerva, help me get Sicheng and Hermione over, okay?"

When Professor McGonagall heard this, she bowed slightly, glanced at the several Wizengamot councillors sitting on the side, and then turned to leave.

The headmaster's room was eerily quiet.

Only the sound of Dumbledore chewing on a pile of cockroaches.

The rest of the adult wizards present didn't care when they saw this.

They had already said it before they came.

As much as possible, dig out the truth of the matter.

I don't believe that two first-year wizards can create a whole new spell.

Even, if the situation allows, they have to do some more things.

Soon, Professor McGonagall was back in the Headmaster's office.

She was followed by two young wizards, a man and a woman.

Snape followed.

Also with him was Professor Flitwick.

Seeing two unexpected people coming, the Wizengamot councillors were a little surprised.

But then I think about it, even if these professors are present, it is not a good thing.

As long as they dared to intervene, they would have an excuse to accuse Dumbledore.

Even that little wizard.

Dumbledore took in the 227's demeanor.

He sneered in his heart.

and he paid no attention to them.

"Sicheng, Hermione, you're here. "

"And Snape, Flitwick, why are you here too?"

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, walked to a corner, and didn't speak.

Just gloomy eyes staring at the few wizards of the Wizengamot present.

Professor Flitwick gave Dumbledore a salute and said with a smile:

"I heard that someone was coming to inspect my students, and I came to see it. "

Flitwick's words sent a look of surprise on the faces of the Wizengamot councillors.

But nothing was said after all.

It's just that there is a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart.

Flitwick: They know.

In addition to the Wizard Duel Champion, this short wizard is much more accomplished in magic spells than them.

It seems that this operation has a little more variables.

They all turned their gazes to the middle-aged wizard in the middle.

The slightly gray robe does not give people a sloppy feeling.

It's just that the gloom in the eyes gives people a bad feeling.

"Dumbledore, these are the two little wizards who created the Dream Charm!"

"Now that we're here, I think we can start!"

The middle-aged wizard looked at Sicheng with a smile on his face.