I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

In the classroom, the area that belongs to Hogwarts has become noisy in a low voice. The students are all horrified. Sean under the podium looks blankly at Professor Gu Lei in front of him.

The Curse of Blood Loss is a type of powerful magic. This curse is said to be improved from a kind of black magic, that is, the Boiled Blood Curse. Of course, the curse that can be taught in the classroom no longer requires negative emotions to cast. The corresponding There are also curses that can be targeted.

However, the effect of the blood loss curse is rather terrifying. This curse will cause a large amount of natural bleeding in the cursed person according to the ability of the wizard to cast the curse. Even for beginners, after mastering this curse, the cursed person will continue to have nosebleeds.

Under the circumstance of mastering this magic spell, the person who is hit by the spell will bleed from seven orifices.

It is necessary to mention the characteristics of curse magic. This kind of magic is different from ordinary magic. It requires continuous input of magic power, and the mouth must always repeat the curse. lower than normal spells.

Therefore, curse magic is also known as magic in the shadows, and most of these magic spells are used for sneak attack or strength crushing scenes.

The consequences of using a large amount of mana and energy while using the scene are more limited is the terrible power of the curse, and the effect of the curse magic is often terrifying. At Hogwarts, Professor Flitwick does not teach students the magic of curses until the fourth year onwards - the simplest form of the Sleeping Curse.

Nurmengard's progress is a bit exaggerated...

The swamp digger in front of him is a rank **** magical animal, and it has certain resistance to magic spells, which means that the magic spell that can make the swamp digger bleed to death can also turn the wizard into a corpse.

This Professor Guray looked at Professor MacDoffer as well.

The most important thing is that Sean already has experience in learning acupuncture spells. The effect of his acupuncture spell as the level rises far exceeds the effect described by Professor Riddle.

He didn't know if it was the nature of magic or his own specialness.

Sean always felt that this blood loss curse might turn into something terrible in his hands...

Professor Gu Lei demonstrated how to cast the spell. He muttered words, and the tip of his wand shook in a weird trajectory.

Then, the students saw that in the iron cage, the body of a swamp digger was shaking slightly, and dark green blood came out from the small eyes and nostrils of its head.

The flustered swamp digger stretched out his sharp claws and blocked his face, but it couldn't stop the flow of blood at all.

Hermione, who was beside Sean, turned her head reluctantly.

"Have you seen the effect?" Professor Gu Lei finally stopped, "As long as the blood loss curse continues, the blood of the cursed person will flow out uncontrollably. The effect of this curse is not only the corresponding anti-curse. , it is difficult to suppress the blood supply of potions and healing spells alone."

He glanced at the weak swamp digger in the iron cage with satisfaction, and the corner of his mouth rose: "Come on, come on, my children, come and try."

The students of Nurmengard seemed to be accustomed to such scenes, and they stepped forward one by one in order, waving their wands and chanting incantations expressionlessly. Professor Gu Lei stood beside him. He carefully observed everyone's movements, and if there were any irregularities, he would immediately correct them.

The second-year little wizard still has a lot to improve on the curse of the first learning. Even so, after a lot of tossing, the swamp diggers are dying because of a lot of blood loss.

Professor Gu Lei opened the iron cage, then took out a bottle of potion and gave each of the poor animals a sip. Soon, the swamp diggers recovered their vitality.

"The special blood-enhancing potion, thanks to Professor McDoffer for his enthusiastic help, remember to give me a mouth next time in class." Professor Gu Lei smiled happily.

"Okay, Hogwarts students, don't look at me like that, try it when you line up, blood loss is not a big deal for swamp diggers, and you won't think my twenty points So easy to get?"

Sean stood up and glanced at his system panel.

Curse of Blood Loss (Black Magic) lv0: Proficiency 1570/2000

Several personal demonstrations by Professor Guray brought him a proficiency level of nearly 1,000. In the practice of Nurmengard students, even if they are not proficient, Sean who is watching can always get a few points from time to time. Ten o'clock proficiency.

This is the terrible learning ability brought by the ten-point black magic talent.

The performance of the Hogwarts students was not so good. While they were afraid of the power of this curse magic, they were not strong enough. Many people's curses could not cause some abnormalities in the swamp diggers.

Finally it was Sean's turn, and his proficiency had reached 1680/2000.

At this time, the little wizards from the two schools all focused their attention. The acupuncture spell last school year had made Sean famous, and they all wanted to see how the other party would behave this time.

In Nurmengard's camp, there is a person with fear in his eyes, and Morrie has not forgotten the scene when he was at Hogwarts to this day.

That guy named Sean Wallup, the acupuncture spell that made him almost faint from pain—although the professor said at the time that he was allergic to acupuncture spells, Murray felt that it must have something to do with Wallup!

Sean didn't notice it, he even forgot Morrie's name.

"Ha, it seems that he is a very high-profile player, come on, show me something interesting." Professor Gu Lei licked his lips.

Sean didn't speak, he just raised his wand and swiped the track continuously, chanting the curse in his mouth.

"The blood doesn't stop, the blood doesn't stop..."

Soon, the swamp digger began to tremble, and dark green blood began to flow out of its nostrils, and it couldn't stop.

"Oh, oh, look, it's really good, boy, make the wand swing a little bit smaller, the spell accelerates, and don't forget the picture in your mind." Professor Gulei continued to instruct.

Sean's curse has surpassed everyone else in the past, but in Professor Gu Lei's eyes, he is just an outstanding student. This surprised him a bit, but that's it.

On the panel that only Sean can see, the proficiency of the Curse of Blood Loss is constantly improving.

1700…

1750…

1790…

1850…

Professor Gu Lei stared at Sean for a while, the blood of the swamp digger had flowed out a lot, but that was it.

"Okay... It's almost OK..." Just as he was about to ask Sean to stop, he keenly noticed that the swamp digger's body trembled significantly.

Sean also had a feeling that the blood loss curse had escalated.

Will the effect increase? Doubtful, Sean kept the curse.

The nosebleed of the swamp digger stopped suddenly, however, its body was shaking violently, as if something was about to burst out.

"The blood doesn't stop, the blood doesn't stop..."

When the upgraded blood loss curse continued again, it was as if a knife had pierced a blood balloon hanging from the ceiling, and a large amount of green blood spurted out of the nostrils, eyes, and mouth of the swamp digger like a dam burst!

The dark green blood spurted out, and Professor Gu Lei, who was standing next to him, didn't even have time to react. Half of his body and face were all splattered with blood.

Sure enough, as long as my black magic spell was upgraded, the effect would be completely different. Sean's mouth twitched and he stopped chanting.

Half of Professor Gu Lei's face was covered in blood, and the dark green viscous liquid even penetrated into the scar on his face, and the whole person looked extremely terrifying.

He didn't wipe his face and let the blood flow, his eyes widened, not even caring about the blood drop on his iris.

"Ha-ha-why not continue, Mr. Wallup?" Professor Gurley said in a pleasing voice.

Damn, this professor is a pervert...

Sean whispered, "It's dying."

Gu Lei then looked down at the dying swamp digger in the cage. It lost a lot of blood in an instant. At this time, there was only an extremely weak breath. Around it, the blood of the same kind splashed all over the rest of the body. Several swamp diggers were slamming against the iron railings in the cage.

"Ha, don't you want my twenty points?" Gu Lei opened his mouth slightly, letting the dark green blood flow into his mouth.

"Want, but not necessary." Sean shook his head.

He is not the heart of the Virgin, and does not reject the use of live animals for experiments, teaching, etc., but there is no need to deprive an animal of life, especially when he has mastered the curse of blood loss.

"Benevolent boy," Professor Guray gave a vague laugh, "but, excellent blood loss curse, Sean Wallop, plus twenty points."

"Thank you, Professor." Sean returned to his seat.

Others looked at him with some fear in their eyes. After all, the picture of blood spraying just now was too impactful.

In the seat on the other side, Mori swallowed, and he was even a little fortunate, fortunate that the curse of blood loss did not have to be practiced with each other. And, Morrie felt, he wasn't allergic to the acupuncture spell - it was Sean Wallup's spell allergy!

"This is the **** boy you're talking about?" a Nurmengard student whispered to his companion next to him.

His face was full of disbelief—he didn't go to Hogwarts last school year, and he learned about Sean from the mouths of his classmates, but his classmates said that Sean Wallup was just as strong, just bad So many ideas...

Look at the blood that splattered the entire podium, you call it strength and that's what it is? !

Hearing the questioning of the classmates, the faces of those who had been to Hogwarts were equally ugly - a **** with many bad ideas is already annoying enough, so, a **** with many bad ideas and terrible strength is even more annoying!

Sean didn't have the heart to care about other people's thoughts, he sat in the chair with no expression and thought about it all.

The effect of this spell is not much different from that of the Blood Boiling Spell. The only advantage is that it does not require negative emotions. However, it should be used more cautiously in the future.

"Sean..." Hermione on the side hesitated.

"Well, I understand, it looks a little scary, right?" Sean smiled helplessly.

"It's a little bit, but that's because you're very strong," Hermione said to Sean first, then got serious again, "However, Sean, you have to use this spell carefully—you're my best Friend, I don't want to see you in Azkaban for draining some student's blood."

"Of course, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't care, don't worry."

After this magical attack and defense class was over, what Sean did was immediately publicized. The students at Hogwarts were okay. They got along with Sean for a long time and understood what kind of person he was. And in school, he was already outstanding enough.

On the other side of Nurmengard, the students are like enemies, and they are more hostile to Hogwarts - think about it, the exchange students who come to study here are more than our own students. Excellent, no, it's even scarier!

The upperclassmen put Sean on the alert list, and the lowerclassmen avoid Sean intentionally or not.

Of course, the boy who had just lost ten Galleons one morning turned his guts green with regret.

Under such an atmosphere, Nurmengard's busy study life continues.

During this period, the sparks between the two schools erupted again. The Weasley twins, who are keen to explore, encounter a small group of Nurmengard when they are wandering around the castle, and the two brothers have bad hands. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Oh, tap, tap." Fred exclaimed in pain, grinning.

At this time, in the common room, the students had already formed the twins into a ball, and the two girls were giving medicine to the two with bruised nose and face.

"Are you sure you don't have to go to the infirmary?" Sean asked.

"Don't worry, man, it's just a bruise—Ow! Take it easy, Johnson!" George's eyes were dark blue, and the corners of his brows were swollen high.

He tugged at the corner of his painful mouth and laughed: "Those guys probably gave us a kick, and the attack is not too heavy."

Fred snorted: "However, we are really at a loss."

"Yeah, Peeves didn't dare to do that to us at Hogwarts."

"Very upset, we have to let them know what happened to the Weasley brothers."

The twins both showed ruthless expressions, and it seemed that they were already thinking about how to take revenge.

"No, I have to tell the professors and let them punish those bastards!" Percy shouted loudly.

Fred patted his brother's arm: "Hey, Mr. Prefect, don't embarrass your brothers, okay?"

"Shame?" Percy waved his arms angrily, "My family, my brother was beaten for no reason, and I'm going to make them pay! Ha, isn't Nurmengard's confinement very powerful? Let them taste it!"

"Please, we're going to get revenge in our own way. If you want to help us, don't stare at us all the time, okay?"

In the lounge, the Weasley brothers were arguing about the way to get back home. Sean blinked. If he remembered correctly, there will be a duel training session tomorrow night?

"Fred, George, do you remember who those people were?" he asked