Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 215: “Bison Summoning Levitation Curse”?

Grindelwald is really an unscrupulous person, the Dark Lord said all this... Sean shook his head with a smile, the old man's brain circuit is really beyond his comprehension.

However, it would be nice to have a private space... Sean picked up the key and glanced at it. It seems that this thing is quite old.

Well, there's a note on the key?

Sean took a look at the little note.

"In order to ensure that your potion will not be disturbed, I specially added a lock, isn't it very considerate?"

Pfft... Sean couldn't help laughing out loud.

Grindelwald is an old man, it's really interesting to get along with him for a long time.

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The next day, the atmosphere in Nurmengard Castle was completely different. Sean received countless attention gifts, of course, not the respectful one.

The students in Nurmengard were roughly divided into two groups. One group was extremely displeased with Sean, but this displeasure could only be shown on their faces—the lower grade students didn't dare to do anything to Sean at all, while the upper grade students found it difficult to get rid of this face.

After all, Sean is only in the second grade. Last night's duel was due to him voluntarily asking to compete with senior students.

The other group is not so hostile to Xiao En. They entered Nurmengard for greater power, and Xiao En, who has shown his strength, has already been recognized.

As for contacting Sean, this is not the time yet. On the one hand, Sean's strength is not to the point of crushing, and on the other hand, the two schools are different after all.

But as long as this situation continues, Xiao En feels that someone may want to come and get to know him.

Life in Nurmengard is still going on. After the initial period, Hogwarts students are getting used to the busy and strict study atmosphere here. Teenagers are always resilient.

And Sean has become a popular person in the classroom. The professors always like to call him up to answer questions, and the demonstrative spells will also make him shoot-of course, Sean who performs perfectly will always get good points.

This made many Nurmengard students feel sour. They felt that the professor favored Xiao En now.

Sean suspects that this is Grindelwald's gesture. The old man never hides his partiality. He likes to act in the way he likes, and other people's ideas are not within his consideration.

Although this kind of behavior is a bit... well, "unfair"? But Sean, who really got the benefits, still accepted it silently.

Of course those with vested interests will not take the initiative to harm their own interests.

"Wallop, take it." Sean was left behind in the herbal medicine class that just ended.

Alta Mistedin, the herbal medicine professor, threw over a glass bottle containing a dark purple liquid.

"Professor, this is?"

"The dew of the poisonous iris flower, I mentioned it in the last class."

"I know, Professor, but why give it to me?" Sean asked puzzled.

Mistedin is an old man with a stooped figure and almost all hair loss. Whenever he speaks, he will pant and pant, and the apple muscles that have drooped due to age will shake, shaking with the age spots on it.

"What is the function of this thing?" His voice was sharp and hoarse.

"It can be used as a poisonous potion, or used alone, because the Poison Heart Iris can absorb toxins in the natural environment, so its flower dew is not only highly poisonous, but can also neutralize the toxins of other herbs." Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party, Xiao En still recited it.

Mistertin showed a shriveled smile with few teeth: "That's right...so the dew of the poisonous iris flower has another purpose."

"What?" This is not mentioned in the book.

"Neutralize the toxin of the failure potion. Except for specific potions, Poison Heart Iris can be regarded as a universal antidote for failure potions—as long as you drink a drop of Poison Heart Iris rhizome exudate afterward."

"But no one will drink the potion that failed... oh..." Xiao En said this sentence habitually, but he quickly realized it.

Failed potions are not for no one to drink. For example, the potion professor of Nurmengard, Mr. McDuff, will drink them—sometimes he will let the students drink the potions he brewed himself in order.

According to him, this is a teaching method that can make students remember deeply.

Obviously, not every student can guarantee that the potion can be brewed successfully - after so many days in Nurmengard, three students have been sent to the infirmary foaming at the mouth...

Professor Macdoff frothed about thirteen times, but he swallowed it every time...and he was fine.

If I remember correctly, the next class seems to be approaching my order of drug testing... Sean was still worried about whether his sad potion talent would kill him...

Mistertin roughly shoved another glass bottle into Sean's arms: "This is rhizome seepage. You performed well in the last class, and you also helped me tame the liontail vine. This is a gift."

Liontail vines are magical plant animals. This kind of carnivorous plant is very irritable. During the last class, one of them rioted, and then it was glanced at by Sean—it was more obedient than Dave all of a sudden.

Sean was not too polite, he put away the two glass bottles: "Then thank you, Professor Mistedtin."

"Well, get out, come and help me appease the group of liontail vines next time you have time—the group of ghosts, if they weren't poisonous, I would have burned them all!"

Yes, the feeding port of liontail vines will secrete venom, which is the main purpose of Professor Mistedtin's breeding them.

The eccentric professor famously said: "A vegetable is a plant that is not poisonous."

Farewell to the impatient Professor Mistedtin, Sean met Hermione Daisy who was waiting outside, and the three of them walked towards the basement floor together.

The learning environment in Nurmengard is good, but there is no opportunity to practice spells in private. It happened that Grindelwald provided a quiet room, which became a practice space for the three of them.

Students are not allowed to enter the basement level. There are no gates or guards on the entrance stairs here. However, if someone sneaks in, they will be caught and put in confinement soon.

Of course, Sean didn't need to worry about this. He and the two girls walked through the long, gloomy corridor, and opened a door at the end with a key.

The layout of the room is a very ordinary spell training classroom. There is a stone door in the far corner. After opening, it can be used to store Animagus potions.

Sean tried it once, as long as the door is closed, it is dark inside and there is no outside sound.

"Although I've been here a few times, I must say that the basement floor must have been a prison before!" Hermione said as she put down her schoolbag.

Bingo~ You guessed it right, the basement floor used to be used to hold prisoners.

Sean sat on the soft cushion, he opened the book and said, "At least it's quiet here, no one will disturb us."

Daisy was pouring jade flakes in her mouth (no one could hold back), she held her cheek in one hand and twirled her wand in the other, and said in a waxy voice, "Sean, is it almost a month?"

"Well," Sean nodded, "it depends on luck."

A mandrake leaf was tightly attached to his upper jaw. After so many days, he was completely used to the existence of the leaf, and it may be that the saliva has been soaking it.

The full moon will be three days away, and if there are no dark clouds by then, Sean will complete the first steps of the Animagus.

Hermione was licking the piece of jade in her mouth like Daisy. She looked at Sean and said doubtfully, "Sean, I have always had a problem."

"Huh?"

"Why are you so obsessed with Animagus practice? This magic takes a long time to work and is too advanced. It often depends on luck. The most important thing is that even if you become an Animagus, you will not be able to gain great power - we can only become ordinary animals, right? This is not like your style"

"This question...you're right, it's not like I'm pursuing a practical style. But, why..." Xiao En raised his head and thought for a while, "I have a feeling, I seem to be born to like transformation magic. I always feel that learning the most advanced aspects of transformation will bring different changes to wizards. Similarly, I also like all kinds of animals. It would be better if I could experience it myself."

"Besides," he smiled, "The first time I experienced the wonder of magic most intuitively was Professor McGonagall's Animagus. Is this probably a seed and an obsession?"

"Although the powerful power is fascinating, sometimes, I prefer the wonder of magic itself-well, is it weird for a pragmatist to say that?"

Daisy on the side tilted her head, her beautiful big eyes flickering.

"Sean," the girl's voice was soft and sweet, "You look so pretty when you speak seriously and then smile."

"Oh...thank you for your compliment, Daisy." Sean, who has always been thick-skinned, was blushed by the girl, and he didn't expect Daisy to be so straightforward.

Hermione blew her bangs angrily: "Daisy, stop your nympho, Mr. Wallop is already swollen enough."

"I have to refute you, Hermione," Sean said, sitting upright, "First of all, Daisy is not a nympho, she just compliments her friends in a friendly way, and second, I'm not inflated, I've always been humble!"

"Humble? This?" Hermione picked up the notebook he had spread out in front of him.

"The main points and taboos about self-created spells—" She read it out, then glared at Sean, "While practicing the most dangerous and profound transfiguration magic, you still need to create your own spells? Sean, do you think you are not dying fast enough?"

"It's not that serious, Hermione." Sean spread his hands helplessly, "This thing is in Nurmengard's library. Although books are not allowed to be borrowed, putting them there proves that students can learn by themselves."

"The Nurmengard Library Management also has "A History of the Development of Dark Arts" and "Hundred Applications of the Curse of Torment"! I can't believe that these books are not in the restricted area!" Hermione said angrily.

"Oh, Hermione," Daisy raised her hand, "there is no restricted section in the Nurmengard Library."

"Thank you for your reminder! But if you dare to read those books, I will... I will confiscate all the notes I gave you!"

"Sorry! I was wrong!"

Hermione is like an irritable little lion. She is keen on reading and saw many materials that should be forbidden books in the unfettered Nurmengard Library. The key point is that my classmates and friends even went to see it.

This made Hermione, who knew the horror of black magic, very unhappy.

"It's just for reference. If you encounter a black wizard in the future, it will be easy to deal with." Sean comforted her, although he himself has mastered dozens of black magic.

Hermione ignored him, and then returned to normal after being sullen in life: "Promise me, Sean, Daisy, will you not touch those black magic?"

Sean and Daisy looked at each other, then nodded seriously: "Don't worry, our main focus now is spells and Animagus."

Hermione took a long breath: "Then practice hard."

The girl's temper comes and goes quickly, and Sean doesn't know why Hermione has become so sensitive these days. Could it be that relatives are here?

Shaun, who was not prepared to get into trouble, looked down at his notes. Some books in the library were not allowed to be borrowed, so Sean copied some materials.

He is not prepared to try to create his own spells now, but some of the knowledge mentioned in these materials will be of great benefit to him mastering the spells proficiently.

After the talent for spells improved, Sean devoted part of his energy to learning spells.

Now, most of the spells he learned before have reached the second-level proficiency, and the casting speed and accuracy have been greatly improved. The only pity is that Sean has no more sources to learn new spells.

The progress of the professors is not too fast, and there are not many spells to learn in the library. The spells in the modern wizarding world are all improved. Those old spells don't have much meaning to learn, and the more advanced ancient magics all need to use runes.

Sean's talent for ancient runes... let's not talk about it...

So, he has a little direction now. Don't create your own spells first, but try to improve the spells, or in other words, change some of the effects of a spell.

Sean currently has a little idea ~IndoMTL.com~ about the Levitation Charm. This inspiration comes from the teaching content of Professor Flitwick's first grade class.

When they were learning the Levitating Charm, Professor Flitwick kept emphasizing the pronunciation. He gave an example from "Standard Spells - Elementary".

"Distraction while casting a spell can lead to painful side effects—remember the wizard Baruffeo who said 'f' instead of 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison on his chest."

Just by changing a pronunciation, this spell that controls objects to float turned into an unexpected summoning spell.

Shawn thought it was interesting.

If he can really figure out the principle, then, can he improve a 'Bison Summoning Levitation Curse'?

It's very exciting to think about killing each other with a group of bison!

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