William wanted to take Cho, Cedric, and his twin brothers to meet the world, and a few people caught Tywin, which was definitely a great achievement, or the kind at the level of the wizarding world!

But Tywin is an adult wizard with three time turners in his hands, and he can kill Avada when he strikes.

William has gone through a time loop, trained with Professor Flitwick for two years, and is absolutely sure that he will catch Tywin, and Cedric will not be able to say.

William didn't want them to be in danger either, so he had to go alone for the sake of insurance.

Walking out of the public break, William glanced at the knocker, which was a hawk-shaped bronze knocker.

He couldn't help but stop and stroked the knocker, wondering if there was a chance to enter the time loop in the future.

Robert stared at William closely, as if William was defiling his "wife" by touching the ring.

Robert doesn't even have a girlfriend, but he has a lot of wives, either knockers or paper people.

If Robert knew that William had taken his "wife" and played with it for two years, I don't know what his expression would be.

William didn't care about Robert either, and the two years honed his temperament a lot.

He turned to leave, no longer looking at the knocker, and had not yet stepped out of the corridor, when he suddenly felt a cold object in his hand.

William looked down and was suddenly stunned, the ring that he had carried with him for two years and had not taken off was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

He couldn't help but grin, but instead of putting the ring on with his hand, he put it in his pocket.

He can't just get out of the time loop and go back! Then he and the ring, there is always one who has to go crazy first.

William was going to go back and find a chain, string the ring, hang it around his neck, and find another chance to take the ring away and make it his own, just like Ravenclaw did in Egypt!

We're from Ravenclaw College, can we lose our traditional arts?

As William was about to walk out of the corridor, an incredible roar was heard in the distance!

The knocker disappeared from under Robert's nose, and he was lying on the ground frantically searching.

But the real killer had picked up his speed and made a beeline for the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

It's only seven-ten, and there's no chance that Tywin has ever used a time turner.

William pulled out a book on Defence Against the Dark Arts, hid his wand in the long sleeve of his left hand, and knocked lightly on the door with a harmless smile on his face.

In a moment, the sound of the doorknob being twisted was heard, and Professor Tywin cautiously poked his head out, smiling again when he saw William in the doorway.

"William, what is the matter with coming to me so early in the morning?"

"Professor, I have a spell that I can't do, and I want to ask you for advice."

"It's a Quidditch final...... Tywin hesitated.

"Soon, there are only a few problems, and if they are solved in ten minutes, they can still catch up with the game."

"Hmm...... What spell? ”

"Flying Spell."

"But I remember it was a fourth-grade ......"

"Yes, Professor, but you know," William blinked, "I'm very talented at spells, and I'm very fast, and I sometimes can't find my homework and need to fly to ......spells."

"That must have been taken by your classmates, and they also need a full answer." Tywin laughed, "Come on, kid. ”

"Thank you." With a smile on his face, William walked inside.

When William walked in, he placed the book on the table and pretended to be listening attentively.

Tywin relaxed, and explained earnestly.

Five minutes later, Tywin exclaimed, "William, your talent is really high, I just told you once, and you can be successful."

The knowledge in books will definitely not satisfy you, have you ever thought about learning some special magic. ”

"Special magic?" William had a confused look on his face.

"It's the magic that's very powerful." Tywin bewitched. "You know, the spells in the textbooks are sometimes lacking when dealing with dark wizards or dark magical creatures."

Tywin's intentions were clear, he was recruiting a gifted child to learn the dark arts, which in turn would affect the mind and body, just like Voldemort did back then.

"Any recommendations, Professor? I was just a first-year student from a Muggle family, and in some ways, I didn't know much. ”

William struggled to make a look of joy and interest.

"Of course, I have some notes of my own, you can take them back and read them." Tywin turned and searched for his bookshelves.

William's wide robe clenched his wand in his left hand.

William has shown himself to be right-handed many times, but that doesn't mean he can't do magic with his left hand, which he learned from Professor Flitwick.

"Faint!" William suddenly raised his wand and fired at Tywin unexpectedly.

But earlier, the speculum on the bookshelf suddenly turned. In the corner of the bookshelf, there was also a golden probe, which was buzzing and trembling......

Bang!

Unconscious and shot on the bookshelf, a powerful spell that broke the shelf.

Thanks to the reminders of the speculum and the Explorer, Tywin bowed his head and narrowly escaped the blow.

But the heavy bookshelf smashed against his back, and he screamed, rolling to one side as he pulled his ebony wand from his robes in excruciating pain.

"Flames burst!"

William's figure moved half a step to the right, quickly dodging the spell, and the flame smashed through the wooden door and shot into the hallway, and soon there was an explosion, and the hallway burst into flames.

The explosion drew a lot of attention, and the Quidditch arena was already full of students, all staring at Hogwarts Castle.

"Wow, is this a Hollywood blockbuster?" A little Muggle-born wizard exclaimed.

Professor McGonagall jumped to her feet, snatched the microphone from Lee Jordan's hand, and said sternly, "Everyone stay where they are, don't move, I'll take care of it!" ”

She jumped off the high platform again, rushed to the nearest Wood, kicked the boy in a daze off the broomstick, and flew towards the exploding castle on the broomstick.

She roared inwardly: "Hurry up, why is this broken broom so slow, the academy should replace the latest batch of light wheel 2000!" ”

At this point, the battle in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office continues.

William flicked his wand, and the scattered books on the ground turned into spears, closing in on Tywin.

The physique of a wizard is no different from that of an ordinary person.

Tywin, who was hit by the bookshelf, was injured in his back and couldn't move, so he could only hurriedly shout, "Armor to protect yourself!" ”

With a wave of William's arm, the wizard's robe fluttered and fluttered, drawing all the flames in the corridor.

The flames condensed, turned into Fawkes's appearance, and rushed straight through.

The fiery phoenix leans like a bridge.

"Frost has fallen." Tywin took his wand and pointed downward, aiming it at the ground, centering on him, and a stream of frost spread.

The fire phoenix turned into an ice sculpture, white frost fell all over the office, the temperature dropped suddenly, and even the water in the cup directly turned into a lump of ice.

The frost continued to rain down on William's feet.

"Hang the Admiralty upside down." William threw out the spell.

He spun around, barely avoiding the frost, and stood upside down on the ceiling, his feet steady.

"Burning with rage!" The phoenix, which turned into an ice sculpture, opened its mouth and spat out a flame.

The office was cold at first, then scorching hot, and the water was so hot that the fog spread out over and over again.

Tywin was shocked, William's strength is definitely not as simple as a little wizard, this kind of skilled combat skills is not available to many adult wizards!

Tywin only felt the pain in his back growing, and he endured the pain and roared, "Teared apart! ”

The flames exploded, then condensed, turning into countless smaller fiery eagles, speeding up and charging straight at him.

Tywin gritted his teeth and tried to move, but he couldn't break through the spike-shaped cage.

"Except for your weapons!" Tywin yelled—but he wasn't alone.

William raised his wand.

An explosion shattered the bookshelf once more, and Tywin rose off the ground, spikes into his back, and then slammed into the wall, wisps of blood oozing from under his hair.

He passed out and died.

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(Ask for recommendation tickets guys, the second chapter is in the afternoon, on the train, and I went home on vacation.) ）