Jingle bells

With the melodious bell of the end of class, the little wizards who seemed to have fallen asleep suddenly woke up from the nightmare one by one, and each covered different positions of their bodies in the pleasant wail.

It was a terrible nightmare, and it's great to be alive. The little wizards felt that their sweat had already soaked the wizard's robe, and it was extremely uncomfortable to stick to their bodies, but everyone was excited for the rest of their lives.

In their excitement, everyone noticed that there was a bottle of drink on everyone's table that didn't look so tasty, and the dark green liquid and the bubbles in it showed that the taste was terrible.

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The sound of a slow, but rhythmic, hard object hitting the floor slowly approached the classroom from the outside of the classroom. Hearing this voice, the stun gun in Lori Ida's hand exuded a crackling ominous aura.

Today, we must let the hateful Xiwen know what it is to be cold and cold-hearted, and actually designed such a hateful illusion to treat them.

But the classroom door opened, and it wasn't our lovely handsome Beauxbatons Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Sivin Lowe Swift who walked in, but the old man who had come in at the beginning of the class.

"I'm sorry to inform you of something. Gotik still had the old man's loving smile on his face, "Your lovely handsome, handsome outstanding Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Severn Swift has been injured and is unable to continue his duties as a professor.

Originally, I was invited to be an assistant professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, but now I am tasked with teaching you the essence of the dark arts for some time to come.

Reacquainted, you can call me Gotic, and of course I would be happier if you could call me an instructor. Gotik's eyes were sharp for his age.

"Don't think you'll be able to sit back and relax by passing the simple test of Sivin Swift, I'm the beginning of your nightmare!" a chilly wind once again sent the chill down the spinal cords of the young wizards.

"Alright, that's all for this lesson, on the table is the magic potion I prepared for you, drink it, although it doesn't taste very good, but it is enough for you to quickly improve your magic power. ”

Vicious Lori angrily put away her stun gun, that bastard must have pretended to be sick because he was afraid that they would get him in trouble, well, it must be so.

But is that really the case......

"I'm very sorry, Madame Maxim, but I am unable to continue teaching for the time being, and I believe that Gotik is more than competent for this position. After all, although he can't say that he is one of the best in the field of magic, when it comes to the experience of teaching newcomers, he is one of the top ones. ”

Madame Maxim stared at Sivin, who was on a cane and supported by Fleur, she had just tried, and all kinds of magic and potions could not stop the blood and wounds on his legs.

I really don't know what kind of thing he encountered with his strength to make himself like this.

Sivin smiled wryly and returned to their quarters with Fleur, he couldn't even maintain the doppelganger at Hogwarts, and now his breath was back to the same weakness he had been ten years ago.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Fleur bit her lip gently, and her originally ruddy and lovely cherry lips were bloodless at the moment, just like her face.

Xiwen gave her a brain meltdown angrily, "What are you talking about, I was careless." If you live for a long time, you will sometimes lose some basic judgments. ”

Take Hibiscus to the distant waters of the Dragon Triangle in the East to find the first dragon language stone tablet left behind after the arrival of Western Wen in this world, and the island is also in the fog.

But when the two of them were halfway there, a foodie was moved by the giant river crab that entrenched in 9.6 million square kilometers, well, a bite will definitely be more delicious than those king crabs or something.

This is a big basket, and under normal circumstances, even Xiwen or Sistaro will not take the initiative to alarm the misty river crab entrenched in the east.

At that time, our Furong classmates were still trying to understand the reason, and reasoned with the river crab beast with emotion: "Look, your crab claws can still be regenerated, pull one out and try it......"

That river crab is a great magician, after 28 years of hard work, and finally condensed the thousand-year-old imperial spirit of the ancient oriental country and the hope of 40,000 people into this river crab.

That great magician once worked as a librarian at the Imperial Capital Academy of Magic in the Ancient Eastern Kingdom, and during his time carefully studied the combination of ancient magic and contemporary reality.

With the great magician's oath of heavenly constitution, the river crab was born in this ancient and rejuvenating land, guarding it.

From this day on, the energy force field of the entire ancient eastern country was blocked by the fog, and from then on, the demons and spirits in the eastern world could not be transformed into essences, and the masters of cultivation magic could not be enlightened, and they were oblivious to everyone.

The river crab has a huge world origin in its body, and it is precisely because of this that Xiwen did not make a hearty battle.

Because if the origin of the world is broken, let alone the advancement, it will not become the same as the ruined world that was destroyed by the two foils of the Virgin.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, feeling the breath emanating from the void, Xiwen's face was a little bad, and in just less than a breath of battle, this low-level world was supported by their overflowing energy, and the space wall was fragile like a layer of soup skin.

Countless cosmic bugs followed as quickly as flies that smelled fish, and the breath stinged up. Siwen was once in Eva's world, and he had already been spoiled by cosmic bugs.

At a glance, his vision seemed to cross the vast Atlantic, a country that the Muggles deserved to call the Lighthouse Country, and every time the power of the cosmic bug appeared, it would be there that it would start first.

Because even if there is a crack in the space wall, it is not for the bed bugs to enter directly, most of the bed bugs use the power of infiltration in the interior of the cosmic planet, so that the native inhabitants can take the initiative to destroy their own cosmic space wall.

After all, just like an egg, it's far easier to destroy from the inside out than from the outside.

It seems that this coming summer he will have to go to the lighthouse of the oily dish to solve the upcoming uneasiness.

I hope that this cosmic bed bug had better be a little bit bit of a b number in my heart, don't be too dead, and don't be like the bed bug that infiltrated Shinji Ikari, and actually tried in vain to destroy the relationship between this third lieutenant and the cute student.

Ah, but the expression of that cosmic defeated dog in the final world is really pleasant~

Lost in thought and forgetting to control his emotions, Sivin didn't notice the fear on the face of the lovely Miss Fleur Delacour next door. JPEG emoticon.