Slughorn wasn't throwing a party in the weeks that followed, much to Harry's annoyance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Hermione told him not to worry at all, because once again Slughorn had said that he was going to have a bigger ball before a Quidditch match, inviting not only the current students, but also his former protégé.

On the other hand, Hogwarts classes were becoming more and more boring for Phoenix, and he had already mastered most of the teaching content. Even in the deformation class, they have reached the particularly difficult topic of human body deformation.

Others were still struggling to make sense of what Professor McGonagall was talking about. Phoenix has turned a part of his body into wings and flies around the classroom. It's hard, unless you're a kid, and a pair of wings alone won't get you off the ground.

"In addition to the difficulty I just talked about, to be able to fly like a bird, you also have to change your bones. Professor McGonagall gestured to Phoenix, who was sitting in the chandelier in the center of the classroom.

"Professor, do you mean to remove the bones?" a white feather fluttered in front of Lavender.

"No, Miss Brown. It was to make his bones very light, preferably with full body weight, otherwise he would have sat down with the chandelier long ago. Professor McGonagall said sternly, "I warn you not to make such attempts. Very, very dangerous! If something goes wrong, you're dead. ”

"Besides, get me down quickly, Mr. Peverell. ”

"Here it is, Professor. ”

Phoenix jumped down, and before he hit the ground, his wings waved hard, setting off a strong gust of wind that made everyone roll on their backs. Professor McGonagall picks up the blown hat and asks everyone to start practicing, staring at the mirror to discolor their eyebrows.

He didn't go any further, though he managed to find some fun. Professor McGonagall's presence was always difficult to do, something too out of the ordinary.

"Where did you get those training methods?" said Daphne, trying to turn her eyebrows blonde, to Phoenix, who was doing nothing.

"Highly confidential, no leaks are prohibited. ”

"Come on, you definitely didn't make it yourself, it's too professional. And according to the quality of the amateur team, it has been weakened, and you must find someone else to do it for you. Daphne's eyebrows didn't change at all.

"yes, the coach of the Quiberon Wrangler team made it for me. Isn't it a little hard for you guys?" asked Phoenix, leaning on the table.

"It's not a little, it's too hard. Rogge, how could they possibly do that level of cooperation," Daphne rolled her eyes, "passing the ball with one hand, it takes too much tacit understanding." ”

"Then you should focus more on the practice, you can't slow down the passing speed a little bit. "It's not very difficult as long as you keep the triangle formation. ”

She managed to turn one of her eyebrows into a pale blonde.

"I think instead of working on ourselves, we should think about ruining Gryffindor from within. Her tone became lighter, "Astoria told me that the Weasley and a guy named McLagan were on par when they were fighting for the goalkeeper. ”

"So—?" said Phoenix, dragging his voice.

But McLagan had a terrible temper, and she said that off the field, she choreographed almost every player who was selected, and she was still a megalomaniac. ”

Daphne sat down beside him, close to him, the smell of perfume reaching her nostrils.

"We're pulling Weasley down, and Potter should have McLagan fill it up. He alone is enough to make the whole team angry, and a scattered Gryffindor team will definitely not be our opponent when the time comes. ”

"Just one question, how do you pull Weasley down and cast a poison spell on him?" Phoenix scratched his chin, thinking earnestly.

"No, I've thought about it a long time ago. We've picked the right time -- Professor Snape is going to the greenhouse this afternoon to pick some precious ingredients. Don't ask me why I know, it's my private business," she waved her hand impatiently, stopping Phoenix's question, "If we attack Weasley just right, when the time comes—Professor Snape will be able to lock him up for a few weeks." ”

Phoenix didn't immediately accept the offer, but it didn't object. If there is such an opportunity, the temporary change will add an unsuitable substitute, which can indeed win them a huge advantage. The Slytherins are always cheating, but they usually don't do anything to the captains of other teams, as they are more willing to let those captains be ridiculed and ridiculed by their own house mates.

"Then try it. Didn't you plan it anyway and just wait for me to nod? Phoenix said.

When it wasn't raining, there was often an eerie fog floating around the school, and it took them more time than usual to find the conservatory where classes were held.

Pimple vine is part of the course they have taken this semester. Phoenix and the other Slytherins were distracted, so they were sharply reprimanded by Professor Sprout.

After class, Phoenix took Brace and Daphne and quietly followed Harry and them, waiting for Hermione to separate from them and rush to the ancient magic class.

At this time, Malcolm came out of nowhere and immediately attacked them.

"Your accuracy is too bad. Malcolm, it's surprising that Harry blocked your spell. "Phoenix didn't make a move, as long as he could draw Snape in, and whether or not to knock them down was not the point.

He commented, and stood with Daphne in the distance to watch the battle.

Ron hurriedly turned and drew his wand, and Harry instinctively drew his wand to defend himself. It wasn't the first time Slytherin had done this kind of attack, and it was no wonder that Harry was unprepared.

Harry's wand clicked, and Brace was caught off guard and hung upside down in midair.

"He's too inferior. Phoenix covered his face, and two spells flew over their heads.

"What are you doing in a daze!" Daphne was surprised and annoyed.

Malcolm used a leg-locking charm to knock Ron down, and did it cleanly. He raised his wand to give Ron one more attempt, leaving him completely unresistant.

"Blade without a Shadow!" Ron roared on the ground, frantically waving his wand.

Malcolm's chest was bleeding like a fountain of blood, as if it had been slashed by an invisible sword. He staggered backwards, his face covered in astonishment and fear. He fell to the cold ground with a thud, and his wand fell from his limp right hand.

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

Phoenix reacted quickly and rushed over.

"No—" Harry was shocked.

"Malcolm—" Brace shouted, but he was suspended in mid-air.

Harry and Phoenix ran towards Malcolm almost at the same time, only to see that his face had turned bright red, his pale hands clutching his blood-soaked chest, his mouth foaming at blood, and his mouth making a terrifying coughing sound. (To be continued.) )