The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

Walking out of the Room of Requirement, put on the Disillusionment Charm and quickly returned to the lounge.

Seeing that the little snakes did not rebel, they were all studying and doing their homework seriously.

Alice kept patrolling the audience, her temperament was no longer elegant, her expression was stern, and she was full of strong women.

Xiao Er is still very satisfied with the performance of them and Alice.

Ahem, in order not to break his personality, he walked quietly to the high platform in stealth, and slowly waited for eight o'clock to arrive.

After eight o'clock, Xiao Er's figure slowly emerged, and his expression was full of scrutiny.

This scene shocked many people, and various exclamations sounded.

Quite a few people said in secret, what the hell, this old six is ​​stealing chickens!

Fortunately, I didn't resist Alice's supervision just now.

The winking person hurriedly bowed and said.

"Hello Chief!"

Seeing this, the others quickly followed suit.

"Hello chief!" *N

Seeing that the effect was full, Xiao raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet, and remembered the first person who spoke just now, who seemed to be called Theodore Knott.

"I have been there all the time, so everyone's performance tonight is good. I can see it all in my eyes, and I will make persistent efforts in the future."

"Okay, let's go."

After Xiao Er said that, he went to the dormitory. He needed to sort out the ideas of the new plan.

After coming to the dormitory, call Kreche first and ask him to prepare supper for himself.

When I came to the desk, I saw a phoenix tail feather on my desk, with a note wrapped on it.

Not only that, but there was also a letter on the desktop signed by Pyler Rouge.

Xiao Er was speechless for a moment, feeling a little sluggish in his mouth.

Didn't the couple make an appointment?

So tacit?

Chapter 32

[To my dear Mr. Black, hello.

Your frankness moved me, but it also made me empathize. Desires, beliefs, and true love are all so desperate.

As an old man full of vicissitudes, the first half of my life was brilliant and wonderful.

But for the rest of my life, I was lonely and desolate, living in endless regrets, and could only live by those sweet memories of midsummer.

As a person who has failed, there is only one thing to warn you: pursue what you are after, whether it is love or career.

Regardless of the outcome, grab everything you want, even if you destroy it together!

On the question of your views on Muggles, you have been very insightful, and yes, Muggles are powerful.

I just wonder if Xiaoyou has a specific response.

The magic world has been closed for too long, and Shen Ke's ideas are not easy to make progress.

I still remember the wizarding world war that the first generation of Dark Lords rolled up 50 years ago. Regardless of whether his ideas are correct, Grindelwald’s goal is to win more living space for wizards after all.

As a result, he failed.

Lost to the wizards themselves who were unwilling to make progress and wanted to rot slowly.

I don't know what my little friends think?

Regarding your doubts about the elemental attributes of magic power that you raised last time, I have to be surprised at your talent.

As far as I know, ordinary wizards only comprehend the elements after they advance to the legendary realm, and use their own magic power to mobilize the elements in nature for their own use, so that they can use powerful spells.

So I guess, your magic power does not come with elemental attributes, but your bloodline physique has a very high affinity for the thunder element.

When you cast the spell, the thunder elements in nature will automatically gather on you.

As for the solution, I have three suggestions.

First: Learning the spells of the thunder system will allow you to deeply understand the properties of the thunder elements, and you will be able to better control them over time.

Second: Develop the habit of meditation to improve your mental power. The higher your mental power, the higher your sensitivity to your own magic power. This will allow you to eliminate the interference of the thunder element when you release the spell.

Third: Find a powerful magic wand that fits the element of thunder, and control it, so that when casting the spell, the wand will help you filter out the element of thunder.

Although I have some suggestions, I also know that these are not easy to achieve. You are still young, so let's meditate first.

And I also have a lot of friends, and I will try to help find powerful magic wands and thunder spells.

......

Your dear old fan Pyler Rouge. 】

Xiao Er put down the letter with a strange expression on his face.

Grindelwald played an old fan who loves little idols, and he was quite involved.

I really can't bear to fool a lovelorn old man.

Well, since people help me in this way, in the future when I have the ability, I will help him.

The few words in the letter just now make people feel sad.

Then let GGAD continue in the tower!Love back to that midsummer!

However, what he is most concerned about at present is the problem of the attribute of the thunder element, and he did not expect that the solution has long been in front of him.

Shaw quickly took out his wand and looked at the red and black wand of lightning strike mahogany.

"Hey buddy, are you there?"

Following Shaw's questioning, the wand really gave some feedback, and a trace of electric arc spewed out from the tip of the wand.

"Hey, it's really spiritual, buddy, when I cast a non-attack spell, can you filter out the thunder element for me?"

The wand still responded by spitting out arcs.

Xiao Er didn't expect it to express clearly, so he simply tried to cast a spell against the floor.

"Clean up!"

A breeze swept across the ground, sweeping away some of the dust without leaving any potholes.

Shaw was overjoyed.

"Man, you are awesome! I will call your country to collapse from now on!"

The wand also seemed satisfied with the name, and the body of the wand trembled slightly.

Shaw stroked Guobeng lightly, guessing that if this wand was used to cast a thunder spell, it would probably be super powerful.

Pointing to the tip of the stick, Xiuqin worships the sky.

Nonsence! !It's thunder and cannons crashing into the sky!

Of course, the cooperation of one person and one stick still needs to be tempered, and this is a matter for the future.

Shaw looked at the note from Dumbledore again.

[This is Fox's phoenix tail feather, when you need help, just squeeze it. 】

Shaw pouted.

The old bee didn't mean to urge him inside or outside the words, but the reward was delivered in advance.

Alas, these mature guys love acting so much.

Put away the phoenix tail feathers, and began to reply to old fans.

Hmph, let's act together. We can't do anything about Lao Deng for the time being, so let's vent our anger on your husband first.

In the letter, Shaw ruthlessly criticized the First Wizarding War, criticizing and belittling Grindelwald's failures.

I don't know if Grindelwald will have a myocardial infarction after seeing it.

Anyway, he's in a good mood now.

He packed the letter and let the owl deliver it.

I also sincerely wished Grindelwald good health.

Draco and the others who came back saw the various expressions on Shaw's face at the desk, and they didn't dare to speak. They began to practice the petrification spell quietly, their little faces blushing.

Ke Lieqie, who came to deliver food, didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only teleport over to check with the newly baked supper time and time again.

Xiao Er wanted to continue to write a new plan, but his stomach was too hungry, so he snapped his fingers.

"Kreche."

Kreche appeared instantly, holding a Chinese-style carved food box in his hand.

"Master, here is the supper I just made, and there is hawthorn water."

"Well, put down the food box, you go to rest early."

"As ordered."

After Kreche left, Xiao Er began to feast.

Now Kreche's temper is not only good, but also his cooking skills are getting more and more exquisite.

In particular, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is salty, smooth and refreshing.

There were three swallowing sounds in the distance.

Xiao Er turned his head to look, and saw Draco and the three of them looking this way from time to time, and happened to meet Xiao Er's eyes.

"Want to eat?"

The three little heads are the same as the chick Zhuomi.

Xiao Er laughed jokingly, drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp, smacked his lips and hiccupped.