Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

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Hogwarts Castle

The entire floor was filled with cold air, and a vast white mist moved against the floor. Little white frost condensed on the high ceilings and corners of the walls.

The girl with long blond hair walked gracefully among them with her magic wand in hand, like a person in a fairyland.

She has already met three red-eyed giant monsters. If the normal giant monsters had some brains before, they would still be afraid when encountering invincible beings, but this red-eyed giant monster no longer seems to have a brain. It exists, but it's completely mindless and lacking in strings.

If he disagrees with me, he will run over. Even if his hands and feet are torn off, he will still crawl and roll towards him crazily, just like...a rabid dog and a mad wolf, like a beast.

"Um...hey!!!"

A girl's energetic voice came from not far away, and along with the magic chanted loudly, Cassandra knew that this was Gryffindor's senior sister.

She withdrew her attention and focused on the front. Because of the wind surrounding her, Cassandra could detect the appearance of the giant monster without smelling it. This was because, probably after she withdrew her gaze, she discovered a giant monster in front of her.

She just happened to witness the troll go from normal to violent.

The whole green little head (compared to the body) twitches upward, like... epilepsy?It's still epilepsy, so the whole pair of eyes bloomed with a dazzling red light.

"Wow!! What's going on, Professor!!"

"Be careful! Imprison him quickly! Protect yourself with armor!!"

Professor McGonagall stepped forward to cast a spell and shackles the troll's legs, but the opponent's spell resistance became extremely high when it became violent. Professor McGonagall only delayed it for a few seconds, but this time was enough for the formation of the Iron Armor Curse. .

Just in time, Cassandra walked up behind them, and the cold air filled the air. Following the girl's soft drink, the white ice pick directly nailed the violent giant monster to the ground.

This scene made Professor McGonagall and her senior sister turn around with surprised looks on their faces. Of course, Professor McGonagall hid it better, but she was still surprised, because unlike Ans, Cassandra had no chance to take action. Rarely, but certainly, better than a seventh grader.

But at this moment, looking at it, it might be stronger than the Ministry of Magic's attackers.

However, the matter was not over yet. The violent giant monster in the side passage was finished. There was another one in front of Cassandra, but it was still nothing. She held a wand in her white-gloved hand and reached forward.

There was a gentle breeze, white mist rose, and fine ice crystals formed, shooting towards the giant monster in the increasing wind, directly turning it into a hedgehog.

With a 'bang', it fell to the ground, and the blood quickly spread along the holes on the body to the floor. The stench of the body and the stench of blood mixed together made Professor McGonagall, a woman with the 'cat' attribute, uncomfortable. Incessantly.

But as a professor, and because she was saved, she still needed to take her students there to thank her. However, as the two approached, Professor McGonagall looked at Cassandra in surprise.

As he got closer to her, the stench disappeared, but she was a few years older and still discerning, so he understood the function of her bracelet.

This reminded her of Ans. Of these two people, one was quick and easy to use disposable items, and the other specialized in consumables and expensive long-term supplies. They were both very good.

"Thank you, Cassandra..."

The words of thanks had just begun when Professor McGonagall saw Cassandra turn her head, which was undoubtedly very rude, but she didn't say anything because she also saw it - there was a paper airplane.

It flew into Cassandra's open palm in the eyes of the three people.

The three people who delivered the news outside all understood that there was no one else but Ans.

But as the paper was spread out, it was empty without any writing.

"Huh? What did Wick want to express?" The senior asked immediately. Although she was talented in transformation and fighting, it did not mean that she had a good mind. "I want to ask you to throw paper airplanes?"

"..."

Cassandra glanced at the senior who didn't seem to have a very good mind. She didn't speak, but looked at the paper in her hand.

In this case, Ans would not be able to create a complex password.

"No writing, no expression, paper airplane... maybe, this is expression."

Kassandra raised her wand and cast the counter-spell of Transfiguration on the paper, turning it into a broken instrument in the blink of an eye.

"What is this? Looks like a Muggle mechanical creation?"

Professor McGonagall nodded. Originally, she thought that if Cassandra didn't find out, she, the transfiguration professor, would be the one to solve the mystery.

"Yes, it looks like... a tool for recording videos and transmitting information, I understand."

Cassandra nodded coldly and clearly, and instead of telling the professor and senior sister directly, she raised her wand and struck at the troll not far away.

The troll came in front of the three of them. Because of the close distance, there was a slight stench. Cassandra frowned slightly. As she waved her wand, the troll no longer emitted the odor.

This made Professor McGonagall nod. At this moment, she quite liked this girl.

Then her eyes widened, because the girl she had just 'liked' opened the troll's head.

As the sticky white stuff stirred, a square mechanical creation with complicated patterns and a red light on its tail appeared in the air.

"One is two."

With a ruthless hand, the mechanical creation shattered on the ground in mid-air. The blond girl turned and left. She needed to clean up the previous corpse.

"Let's go too."

Professor McGonagall took her assistant, who was holding her stomach and feeling nauseated, away.

"Where are you going, Professor?"

"The instrument just now is definitely not just two. Winston was right when he said just now, 'If there is one, there are two.' Maybe every troll has this instrument in their mind."

"so?"

Do we also want to open our heads?

"Yes."

"Eh-no way!!!"

Ignoring the girl's wails, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and opened the body of the troll that fell on the ground in front of her.

Amidst the girl's vomiting sound, Professor McGonagall cast a spell to summon a divine guardian, summoning a cat. After leaving a verbal message, the silver-white cat ran away.

She needed to break the news to Snape and Flitwick.

McGonagall didn't understand Muggle mechanical items, but it was absolutely right to destroy them. Besides, even if she didn't understand, she should have understood after seeing what Ans did. .seven

Not long after, everyone opened the troll's head again and took out a square instrument. The complicated patterns on it were recorded by Professor Flitwick.

Then Ans came back and explained that another wave of trolls was raging in the Forbidden Forest, but it did not cause too many casualties, and the centaurs did not find any creatures that did not belong to the Forbidden Forest entering.


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