Then they went to the front of a statue in the corridor with white waves. "If you touch its left claw with your wand and the second claw comes back, you will hit the opposite exit stone three."
These two should be better than Harry, but if they tell Whitewater Channel that they are good people, then Whitewater went to the library to cope with a business at random after nightfall and got ready when he returned to the lounge. Neville looked at Whitewater and groped around in his suitcase. "Do you really want to go out at night? It’s too dangerous to be caught and deducted points. "
Harry and Ron are also curious to see that they are also eager to sneak out with Whitewater. However, Hermione sternly warned the three men that if they dare to sneak out, she would tell the teacher that Whitewater pretended to be back to her dormitory, while Ron also argued with Hermione that most of the little wizards had gone to bed and Whitewater had put on simple clothes-she would not sneak out with her wand hanging around with priority.
He walked in the corridor at night with the flames flickering, almost invisible, and moved with the help of shadows, as if it were a gift of whitewater. He walked along the road until he hit the damn Peeves, the damn dwarf suddenly jumped out of the ground. "Aha, a little wizard! Somebody! Get this kid! Hahahaha! " Whitewater listened to him and then swung his wand and hit him with a stick-Peeves made a servant.
This dwarf was directly beaten into a puddle in the hollow-the goods won’t die, but Whitewater felt that at least Peeves was punished tonight, and he couldn’t get up. An old guy like Filch couldn’t catch up with him-so Whitewater successfully entered the secret passage. When he came out, the light was still on in the right hand direction of the forbidden forest Hagrid’s hut.
Whitewater intended to befriend Hagrid. He jumped directly into the forbidden forest in a few steps …
Chapter four hundred and twenty-nine Flying
"Look at the dark ahead. It must be the thief’s lair. I’ll rush to kill him!" White waves are humming and swaying in the dark forbidden forest. The trees in the forbidden forest are very dense. They are thick and strange trees. The ground is full of shrubs. The roots of these trees and the fallen leaves that have never been cleaned up will be thrown down, especially at night. However, for white waves, even if the shade above their heads blocks the moonlight, it will have no effect on him.
He banned jumping around in the forest like a big cat. "You can hardly see anything with the naked eye, but there are creatures in the forest everywhere if you feel the breath of life." He saw the tree, which seemed to be a strange creature made up of branches. He gently jumped, reached out and clasped his fingers like a sword, grabbed into the branches and pulled himself up to look at the little things in front of him.
"What’s the name of this thing? Protect the tree? " Whitewater muttered that he would pounce on his little creature with a snap of his hand-this little guy should have seen Whitewater grab wood chips and resin flying around in order to pounce on him and dig his eyes. Whitewater meant to kill something, but it was just a matter of gently bouncing his hand off, and the whole person was still quiet. Whitewater kicked the original tree wand and grabbed it with one hand.
Then he moved like a bird of prey flying in the jungle-the wand is really a good thing. The left hand wand can cooperate with his feet and right paw to make him really move as lightly as a vulture owl in the forest. "Is this a unicorn?" The thick trunk squatted there in vain, observing the beautiful creatures in front of them.
It was silvery night, and the horse had a pale golden horn on its forehead. The line of this marlin was very beautiful. Whitewater looked at this unicorn and wanted to take pictures-Nai Hogwarts was not friendly to equipment and Whitewater was not interested in taking a film camera-but it had to be the old mechanical camera, but after looking at it for a while, he was full of malice.
Suddenly the unicorn ran away quickly, leaving white waves and laughing. "Is it dangerous to ban forests?" Finished! " He smashed the head of a poisonous snake-the snake leaned over and tried to bite him without looking at the white waves. When he grabbed his hand and squeezed it, the white waves burst. When he got rid of the dead snake with his dirty hands and blood, he turned around happily and prepared to leave the forbidden forest. Because it was too late, it was time to go back to sleep.
"Huh?" Whitewater noticed a sound on one side and looked over there. "It’s quite a fierce beast to come there again."
It’s not surprising that Whitewater didn’t hear Harry and Ron breathing. The two boys didn’t sleep, but sneaked out for a night outing. Three or four of the ten men in Gryffindor Dormitory didn’t go to bed. It seems that the students of Lion Academy went on a night outing. "Poor Elch," Whitewater muttered, and then he lay in bed and fell asleep.
There was a flying lesson in the second day’s class. Whitewater always felt that flying by broom seemed unreliable. "Witches are just wizards. Why do you have to take a broom? Can’t it be a flying carpet? " However, his classmates were very excited. Many people boasted that they were already pilots. This class was with the Snake House. Of course, they saw Malfoy, so he moved closer with a strange smile
Crabbe or Goyle came just like a social rogue bodyguard, and was slapped aside by Whitewater. The other guy just raised his wand and was caught by Whitewater. He raised his throat with one hand and his face turned purple and he was out of breath. Then he was thrown aside by Whitewater. "Stay humble in front of me! Do you understand? " At this time, Whitewater is no different from a bully. Although the young wizards in the snake house may not be good people in the future, they really don’t know how to deal with such straightforward violent crimes.
This is purely a whitewater’s initiative to provoke this point, and even you in the Lion Academy are dumbfounded-they are small griffins, yes, but generally speaking, isn’t this kind of bullying more accustomed to the senior snake academy? Malfoy doesn’t look like a white peacock now, but more like a quail. This guy will say my dad, my dad wants to … but he’s a lot weaker and Whitewater hasn’t started. He’s smiling and squeezing to the snake house. Others have come out and retreated.
They are all eleven-year-old young wizards. How can they be cruel compared with such old hooligans as Whitewater? The Lion House laughed here, and Whitewater was accepted when it was too good. Before Mrs. Hodge arrived, Whitewater returned to the Gryffindor crowd. However, Whitewater already felt a little estranged, and those little lions in the Lion House seemed to be a little afraid of him. Whitewater leaned on his wand and smiled. Mrs. Hodge came, and he took the little wizards to the grass.
Everyone has a broom beside them. "This thing can fly, but I think it’s more appropriate to sweep the floor." Whitewater muttered, and the little wizards in the snake house have regained their original arrogance since the teacher came. They don’t say that the induction atmosphere may be a child prodigy. They can all detect that Whitewater vaguely seems to be isolated by the lion house. "Well, what are you all waiting for?" Mrs. Hodge said, "Everybody get to a broomstick and hurry up."
"Put out your right hand and put the broom handle," Mrs. Hodge shouted in front and said, "Get up!" Everyone shouted "get up!" at once. Not surprisingly, Harry’s broom flew to his hand at once, but his little wizard didn’t make any special movements. Malfoy’s broom also jumped into his hand quickly-the snake house broom responded more and the white wave broom didn’t move like Neville, so Malfoy burst out laughing in revenge.
"Get up!" The little wizards continued to shout that most people responded to the broom this time, but the white wave broom still did not move. On the contrary, the wand in his hand suddenly rose, and the white wave actually let it go. This time Malfoy laughed so hard that the white wave had to chase him and fly away from the wand. "Maybe I’ll become a man flying on a wand!"
Whitewater ran after the wand for a moment, even Mrs. Hodge couldn’t help laughing, but she was still busy correcting the tricks of the little wizards and warning them not to fall off the broom. Harry watched happily as Mrs. Hodge kept accusing Malfoy of moving incorrectly, and he even paid more attention to Whitewater’s move to grab the wand-the wand kept flying towards the castle and Whitewater’s running speed was simply exaggerated.
When the wand was about to touch the castle wall, the white waves marched on the wall and jumped a few steps with the help of strength, and grabbed his wand-this parkour was rewarded with cheers from the lion house and some small wizards in the snake house …
Chapter four hundred and thirty Understanding
The wand was abruptly pulled to the ground by the white wave. Thanks to the white wave of the wand flying, he felt what is called "magic". However, he really didn’t feel what magic is before. Now he felt it. It was just that he condensed his will in one breath and shook the sudden appearance of heaven and earth in one breath, which made it form various strange effects. "Then the so-called moving spell is really a variety of’ hypnotic’ self-means?"
The moment Whitewater falls to the ground, these thoughts have flashed through his mind, changing his mind and interfering with the surrounding reality. That’s how the warlocks visualize entering the martial arts martial arts masters. The Whitewater congenital master is about to step into the scene and put the level of the strong. Of course, he knows this very well. However, his martial arts in this world is limited. It is natural to be recognized as magical, and once he knows it, of course, he will know what is going on.
It’s easy to know. Whitewater thinks he can definitely become a great magician, at least at Merlin’s level. But in the future, Merlin has to solve the problem of how to fly … He has repeatedly tried to confirm that he can’t make a broom fly, but he can make his wand fly-riding a wand is weird, but his wand is not more ridiculous than a broom-there is no beard behind it.
Riding a wand, I knew that the root wouldn’t strangle the egg-there was an invisible thing like a motorcycle seat cushion where my ass was sitting, but it was really inappropriate to fly. The white wave root method made it move according to his idea. Finally, he jumped and Neville was out of the basket-his broom was out of control, so he took him to the sky, and then he dived and stopped at a height of 20 feet, and then he tilted-so this guy slipped and fell
Mrs. Hodge turned pale and looked at Neville. "My wrist is broken. Okay, boy, it’s okay. Get up." She turned to his classmates and said, "I’ll take this boy to the hospital. None of you move! Put the broomstick back, or you’ll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you say Quidditch. Let’s go, dear. "Neville’s face was covered with tears. He grabbed his wrist and limped away with Mrs. Hooch, who put his arm around him.
Malfoy laughed, and then Whitewater saw the classic Malfoy-Harry conflict. Harry Potter showed his extraordinary flying talent. After throwing Whitewater for one hundred blocks, Harry caught Neville’s memory ball like a flash, and Malfoy turned pale after seeing Whitewater. Maybe he also thought about what would happen if he was caught by this little wizard named Whitewater. Malfoy, they are Slytherin, but Whitewater is not just Gryffindor-he is more like a crazy hooligan.
This madness is more like Slytherin’s senior year, or Malfoy has never seen a "werewolf", so Malfoy relented and stopped continuing to provoke-and his goal has been achieved. Professor Inmag rushed over angrily. "Mr. Potter! Come with me! " Then he took Harry Potter away-Whitewater knew that this product was going to be a Quidditch player, but others didn’t know it.
Later at dinner, Whitewater saw Harry and Ron celebrating, and the Weasley brothers came over to say a few words. Of course, Malfoy finally appeared, "Have the last meal, Potter?" When will you return to Muggles by train? " In a few words, the two decided to come to a wizard duel later, and Malfoy took one look at Whitewater and said the same thing. I’m afraid he didn’t dare to tell Whitewater at all.
Whitewater eats and drinks his wand or puts it aside-Peeves is surprisingly clever today, especially when he sees Whitewater, he always salutes his wand.
Neville didn’t come back later and Whitewater had slipped out-when he slipped out, both Bihali and Ron had to arrive at the forbidden forest before 9: 00 in the morning and evening. "Is that fierce beast gone?" Whitewater felt a little strange, but he found another creature-a free horse running like a prairie in the Woods.
"My team will be taller," Whitewater said squatting on the branch, and the team almost took an arrow with a bow. "With a magic bow and arrow? Otherwise, there is nothing like this. "Whitewater was not nervous at all. He looked at the brown-red hair horse and said," This is not where you should come, pony! " This man’s attitude is not very good, and he said very stiffly, Whitewater believes that if there is no Covenant, it is estimated that this man will have shot an arrow, even if it will not kill him, it will make him lose his mobility.
"This place should belong to Hogwarts? But since we met, why don’t we just pretend we didn’t see each other? I’m not interested in such a short horse as you. "White wave words are estimated to make the horse angry, but then he got used to moving in the jungle. The speed of moving white waves is by no means slower than that of horses, and it’s even weirder because he can use his strong body everywhere to bring multi-directional mobility.
In the blink of an eye, he had left his wand beside the horse, and a simple disassembly took off the bow and arrow in his hand. Then Whitewater laughed and made a somersault. After reaching out and grabbing the branches, he took advantage of it to play the bomb. In fact, this horse should be a little stunned, too. It was so easy for a little wizard to unload his weapon at close range. If he really started, he might die.
This is also a surprise. People have their own magic. It’s true that people pose and start work. Whitewater doesn’t have the ability to kill a horse so quickly. It may not be able to kill a horse in a bitter battle. After all, he is no longer an innate master. He can really turn the magic of this world into a source of his martial arts strength. He was just a relatively strong guy before.
"I remember people at least three meters high? It should be said that it won’t be smaller than the Asian elephant-and it’s wearing heavy armor … Hey? Where did this impression come from? " Whitewater dumped his head and dumped the idea to continue the forbidden forest. loaf about decided to go back later before he finished going deep into the forbidden forest.
Back at Hogwarts, Whitewater found that the corridor was very lively, and Erqi ran around to catch the little wizard-listening to his whisper, it should be Potter and his gang, and Whitewater jumped a few steps and caught the square stone to hang his face, so he was not found, and Peeves didn’t seem to find him until the noisy ghost looked up. Whitewater made a quiet gesture to it, but the "evil" in Peeves’s eyes was getting brighter and brighter …
Chapter four hundred and thirty-one bully
"hey! Night tour little wizard? " Peeves’s voice is very sharp and Whitewater has seen this guy’s horn and drum. "Have you lost your memory?" The first half of whitewater is in Chinese, and the second half is in English. Without saying anything about ling, I drove Peeves to knock on the drum and blow the horn. Before that, I hit it with a stick, which was accompanied by wind and thunder. Immediately, I smashed the stuff in Peeves’s hand into a mess … Then whitewater whistled and turned around and went like a gale.
After returning to his bed, Whitewater feels very lingering, it seems that it is better to communicate with Peeves a lot-anyway, this cargo has a poor memory and can’t kill Whitewater. I’m sure that when I saw Pippi’s nonsense one day, he probably had a weak impression again. Potter and them came back later than Whitewater, and when Whitewater saw them the next day, these people obviously all had their own worries-speaking of which, Hermione came to school with him in a box, and now she has mixed with Harry and Ron and become a trio.
On the contrary, Whitewater is a little familiar with Neville’s explosive madman Seymour. Others are relatively dull, and Whitewater is a little out of place-Gryffindor cubs are enthusiastic and often get into trouble, but Whitewater is a bit like them except for getting into trouble, and I’m afraid it’s more fierce and solitary. How can a tiger mix with lions?
He gets up early every day to practice martial arts. Neville has seen Seymour and seen it too much. Most of the Gryffindor students have seen it-some get up early, some suffer from insomnia, and some simply go out all night to watch the white waves inhale at sunrise. There are also many people who are from the Muggle world. The first-year and second-year young wizards want to learn "Kung Fu" from the white waves-they are still not completely out of Muggle minds and remember seeing "Kung Fu" in their visions.
However, Neville is the only one who has persisted until now. Although Neville is not from the Muggle world, he is quite enthusiastic about practicing this kind of physical thing-perhaps he has performed poorly in most courses, but his friend who practices "Kung Fu" magical botany can perform very well and make him feel that he is not a complete waste.
Neville is not a waste. Whitewater thinks that he has made few serious and persistent achievements in practicing martial arts, but he can’t say how high he is, but it’s still no problem to become a Han. No matter whether the magic is about physical strength, professional wrestling is not a problem. Whitewater himself is interested in finding Peeves to play. Of course, it’s all kinds of evil dramas. Peeves is not afraid of Whitewater, but he dares to lose money on Whitewater. Although Peeves’s stealth penetration method throws a dung bomb, it’s a magic prop …
And Peeves has been smashed into a paste more than once, which is a little more than the number of times of being smashed into a paste … But they all have the same heart-everyone takes a look at each other and then secretly goes to find a one-on-one hit … Whitewater thinks it’s interesting and Peeves is also happy-this noisy ghost is poor in energy.
Going on with the class, Whitewater knows what his magic talent is-it’s no exaggeration to say that he is the same as Neville. Whether it’s the metamorphosis class or the spell class, the probability of success of these two people is half as heavy as that of Seymour, the explosive madman-just like Whitewater didn’t complete the transformation of a match into a needle today, and he can change half of it, but it should be Professor McGonagall’s view that Whitewater is almost a stick to cast spells and let him mix it up.
The spell class is the same. Whitewater managed to cast a floating spell with a staff. This progress is not even as good as Neville’s … Potions class. He and Seamus became the least popular two little wizards except Harry Potter. Neville’s cover of Whitewater can get through every lesson in fear-and Whitewater and Seamus are always "Davallich! I fucking see this thing smoking! " Then either kick them out or explode in rage. Professor Skip can also naively put them in the closest place to the door. "Mr. Bai! Mr Finnigan! Deduct five points each! You have the same brain as a troll! "
In the end, Professor Skip directly deducted five points from each of them in potions class, and he couldn’t make any mistakes-because they exploded every time … Seamus was very sad, but Whitewater looked indifferent, and he didn’t even look at the standings of the four colleges in the hall-of course, Hermione, a senior Gryffindor student, volunteered him to make up the lessons, but Whitewater also declined. "Why not give me a hundred galleons to get the college cups? Since there are no galleons to get this broken cup, is there a cock field?"
So he became more and more isolated, and Whitewater was so happy. The little wizards in the snake house can mock Harry Potter and constantly provoke him, but so far they haven’t dared to provoke Whitewater-yes, but before they cast their magic, Whitewater has rushed over and directly interrupted their hands and feet, regardless of whether the men and women rushed over to Whitewater, so they were either dislocated or fractured.
These magical powers can be cured quickly, but everyone is still smiling and listening to the screams with satisfaction. After the white wave, no one will provoke him again. White wave was punished for a whole month of confined labor, but in private, some small wizards in the snake house expressed goodwill to him-maybe people are bitches and can’t fight?
Whitewater didn’t hesitate when he broke the bones of these little wizards. This performance seems to make Professor Spock say that we can’t educate a mob except him. I heard that his professor opposed him. These words were secretly told by Blaise in the snake house to please Whitewater, and Whitewater also smiled. "Very well, thank you. How is Blaise going to play with me in Peeves?" He invited.
Finally, they went to several places, and then they watched Whitewater and Peeves do their own tricks-Whitewater was lost all over and Peeves was smashed into a mess alive … Laughing at Whitewater like a cannibal made these students a little afraid and a little yearning-it was a careful exercise in killing skills. Every pure blood could understand that swift move and that terrible wand would directly be smashed to death with the power of one of them.
One interesting thing happened when he was active in Whitewater campus. He was not only surrounded by Neville and Seymour, but also one or two little wizards in the Snake House-such as proud figures as Blaise Zabini.
Sentenced to solitary confinement, Whitewater walked to the corridor on the fourth floor this time-the one who was said to be absolutely forbidden to go near the restricted area … He had to monitor the room behind the corridor with rags and mops-and there was a big bucket of cow bones with blood, which seemed to be for him to feed something …
Chapter four hundred and thirty-two I also want to