The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

With a flick of Moriarty's wand, the four rows of chairs disappeared, and now they had a wide field.

Professor Flitwick nodded: "Okay kids, what are you waiting for? Let's start practicing!"

There was a cry of frozen spells in the classroom, and the spells flew everywhere. The missed spells hit the chandeliers, and the shadows of the lights swayed on the walls.

Penello looked around, pursed his lips and smiled: "Fortunately, this is the morning, otherwise there will be dozens of ghosts."

Moriarty was noncommittal, and said to her, "Do you want to start with a frozen dead thing, or a living thing."

"Of course, practice from dead objects." Penello raised his wand, "I'm ready, please release the target."

"The first one, our chair."

Moriarty flicked his wand with his fingers, and another chair that he had vanished before appeared on the ground two meters away from Penello.

Penello kept looking at Moriarty out of the corner of her eyes. It was the first time she teamed up with Moriarty and performed magic in front of Moriarty for the first time. She was nervous and excited.

"Penello?" Moriarty reminded her softly when she saw that she was not moving.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'll start right away." Penello nodded in a panic, and pointed the tip of his wand at the chair, "Immobuius!"

A blue light came out from the tip of the stick and hit the chair, making a "pop" sound, and the chair was blasted with a gap.

Obviously, this is not the magical effect of the Freezing Charm, and Penello failed.

"Oh no, I didn't mean to..." Penello looked at the broken chair with tears in her eyes. She damaged the public property of the school, and her childhood education told her that it was wrong.

Most importantly, she screwed up their combination, what would Moriarty think of her?

Moriarty pointed his wand at the broken chair and restored it in one fell swoop.

"Come again, Penello." Moriarty nodded to her. "It's not a standard pronunciation. It's Immobulus. The last 'l' has to be re-pronounced. One more time."

"Well," Penello held back his tears and bit his lower lip lightly: "Okay."

She clenched her wand tightly, avoiding looking at Moriarty as much as possible, and shouted attentively, "Immobulus!"

"Whoosh!"

A small ice arrow flew out, hit the chair, and instantly froze most of the chair.

"Improve." Moriarty restored the chair to its original appearance.

Penello finally smiled, and his interest became more and more high: "I'll try again. Immobulus!"

"Very well, as long as you focus, you don't find it difficult, do you?" Moriarty turned the completely frozen chair into a sofa. "Try this big guy."

Penello practiced for a while until she could master the technique of freezing dead objects and began to try freezing living objects.

After casting spells many times, she was a little tired, Moriarty pulled Penello and sat down on the newly transformed sofa.

She was sitting beside Moriarty, her **** was only touching the edge, her hands were on her lap, and she looked like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.

It's just a little too cute.

"Can you rest while sitting like this?" Moriarty looked at Penello amusingly: "Sit up."

Penello sat up obediently, and inevitably bumped into Moriarty's body part. Like a frightened rabbit, she always avoided first, and then slowly approached.

Moriarty stared meaningfully at Penello, Penello's face quickly turned red, and she stammered to change the topic: "October, October, it's going to get cold."

As soon as the words came out, Penello regretted it.

Merlin, what am I doing?

I was actually chatting! What a shame!

Penello didn't know what Moriarty answered, she was thinking about a profound magical question, and then asked Moriarty.

She hoped that Moriarty would give her a high look, and it was best to discuss some profound issue with Moriarty.

Instead of being like this - talking about the weather without words!

Finally, Penello remembered a question.

"Moriarty, do you remember the Gryffindor-Ravenclaw conflict on the court? Why wasn't I stirred up by Dracula?"

Moriarty stared at her blue eyes and explained deeply: "Dracula's virus magic can't control everyone's minds, such as those wizards with strong minds, wizards with support in their hearts, with great pride and self-esteem. Strong wizards... Dracula can't control them."

"Oh~ I see." Penello looked at Moriarty eagerly: "At the time, I was wholeheartedly thinking about how to join the team. Maybe I didn't give the virus magic a chance."

"That's right." Moriarty nodded slightly. "I noticed that Wood was not under control at the time. He was so focused on Quidditch that it was difficult for Dracula to break through his psychological defense."

"It turns out that playing Quidditch still has this kind of benefit." Penello smiled. In fact, only she knew that the reason why she was not controlled by Dracula was not Quidditch, but that she had a support in her heart and wanted to A strong desire to follow in someone's footsteps.

But she was still going to talk about Quidditch, Moriarty was "permanently shining", and talking about things on the court with him, didn't the topic open up.

"In mid-October, the team began to select new players. I don't know if I can pass the selection." Penello sighed. Ravenclaw Academy always has no shortage of top students, and she has many competitors.

"Mid-October..." Moriarty thought for a moment, the new broom will come out in November at the earliest, "It's too late, I can only give you a new broom when you join the team."

"I don't want it." Penello refused very decisively.

"Why?" Moriarty asked. "If you want to keep working and earn money to buy brooms, you'll be exhausted."

The new broom is different from the wand set. Moriarty doesn't want to popularize the entire wizarding world. On the contrary, he wants to grab high profits.

How could Penello, from a mediocre background, afford it?

I'm afraid the money earned from part-time work is not enough for a fraction of the new broom! If she wants to buy a new broom, I'm afraid she will have to work until ten years later!

But Moriarty knew that Penello was a strong girl, so he didn't say it outright.

Penello may have noticed it. She lowered her head and whispered, "I don't want to spend your money. Who am I? How can I spend your money?"

When it came to the end, Moriarty didn't hear what she said.

"Don't want to spend my money? Well," Moriarty shrugged, "but you know, it's not my money, because I want a broom that I've developed myself and still need to buy it? Do you spend money?"

"Pfft," Penello couldn't help laughing, and said coquettishly, "Look at your arrogance."

After the words were spoken, Penello was stunned again. This kind of words seemed too intimate given their relationship.

Moriarty didn't feel anything special. At this moment, Professor Flitwick waved his wand and made a fireworks "bang", the students stopped shouting "Immobulus", and the last few curse lights fell on the ground.

"It's really good, I bet none of you are watching the time." Teacher Flitwick smiled and said, "It's almost the end of the get out of class, you practiced so much that you didn't notice this, clean up and you can end the get out of class."

The students moved bustlingly. They waved their wands to make the dead objects disappear, and Moriarty returned the chairs that had disappeared.

After Professor Flitwick saw it, he praised him, "Although I'm not a Transfiguration professor, I still want to give you extra points."

"Professor, we can already freeze living creatures." Penello said loudly, giving Professor Flitwick a reason to add points.

"Okay, that's great, then--one point for each of the two academies."

"Professor, we and our group can also freeze living creatures. Oh, oh, it's so cold..." A shivering male voice shouted from the other end of the classroom.

Professor Flitwick found the owner of the voice and screamed, "What's the matter? How can you practice with yourselves! Oh, your feet?"

Everyone looked over, Moriarty saw the Ravenclaw boy and Lilith standing behind him, their feet frozen to the ground, and the frost spread to his calf!

"He did it voluntarily," Lilith explained, her voice cold. "He said that he could resist my freezing spell, and that my magic power is not too much, so it won't cause him any harm."

"Well, yes," the boy shivered with cold, but did not forget to give Lilith a smile, "Pilivik is right! That's what I said.

You see, I can break free at any time, no problem at all! "

He tried to stand on tiptoe, and with a "click" sound, the ice crystals shattered, tearing off the soles of his shoes, and the trousers at the calf were also frozen into pieces by the frost~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Hahaha..." The students shouted. laugh.

"It's back to normal!" Professor Flitwick waved his wand to restore his pants and shoes. The boy shamelessly asked if he could add points, and Lilith left.

"Poor Karls Rocco." Penello shook his head regretfully: "He thought he could pick a rose to play with, but he didn't expect that the rose not only had thorns but also a black rose."

"Aha, I'm glad you saw it too. It seems that I have to change my opinion. The girls at Hogwarts are smarter than the boys."

When he heard this unusually active voice, Jericho made it. Moriarty glanced behind him and saw Jericho walking over with a smile.

"If you want me to say that the boy—what is Kars from? Who cares what his surname is—I want to say that he is a toad who wants to eat swan meat! How could the eldest lady let him succeed?"

Moriarty didn't want to talk to him about Lilith, so he raised his eyebrows at Jericho: "Your companion, what about that Ravenclaw girl? I see you guys are talking very speculatively."

"Yes," Jericho waved back to the Ravenclaw girl who was waiting for him, who tilted her head at him, and said to Moriarty and Penello, "Let's go to the library together. , do you want to be together?"

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