Chapter 11: Phantom Shifting (Ask for Recommendation)
The spell Snape gave to Iger tonight was simple.
Except for your weapons...
Classic spells that can't be more classic.
"All you have to do is lift the wand from my hand, but of course I won't let you do it so easily." Snape stared at Egger, "I'll fend off your attacks, and when you lift my wand, tonight's lesson will be over." β
Snape's plan was to make Egger think about going back to bed, and he was going to educate the impudent boy in front of him.
"Except for your weapons!" Egger snapped his wand at him, and Snape waved his hand with a loud bang, blocking Egger's spell.
"It's a bit of a surprise, but it's obviously a lot worse." Snape's hand holding the wand behind his back, his wrist trembling slightly.
Looking at Egg in front of him, Snape roared in his heart.
What the hell is this? If you get hit by that spell, you'll be killed, right? Avada didn't have such a lot of strength to save his life, did he?
Arvada version of your weapons?
Dumbledore's description suddenly came to mind, and if the wizard who was silently parasitic cast a spell, he would be inherently much stronger than ordinary people.
What is the limit of this power, Snape thinks he understands now.
But his face is already here, and he can't step on his own feet...
I swear, if I ever practice spells with him again, I'll be a troll...
Snape gritted his teeth in his heart, and Egger raised his wand again.
Snape suddenly panicked, and quickly clutched his chest and squatted down, his face very painful.
Egger was stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "What's wrong with you?" β
Snape's face was grim and terrible: "Old problem, you're lucky, now you can go back, I need some medicine." β
Iger looked at Snape and wondered for a while, only to see Snape quickly take out a small bottle from his robe, take a sip, and wave his hand to signal Iger to go out.
Depressed and returned to the common room, Iger was a little troubled, he couldn't wait to try the power of your weapon, but at the same time it was a little strange, there was no mention of Snape's hidden illness in the original book?
On the other side, inside Dumbledore's office, Snape pushed the door open with an ugly face.
"Egger's business?" Dumbledore looked at Snape curiously.
Ever since Snape had been Egger's Charms teacher, Dumbledore felt that he had come to him noticeably more often.
"That guy is a monster, Albus." Snape looked at the old man in front of him with some annoyance: "The disarming spell released by an eight-year-old child can blow up half a mountain!" You didn't tell me it was such an exaggeration! β
"Maybe I was reminding you a little bit of a subtlety, but I thought you'd be prepared." Dumbledore chuckled, "I'm curious, how did you get out?" β
"Elixir," Snape said coldly, grimacing.
"Hehehe," Dumbledore looked very happy, "It's really a bloody investment." β
"I have to limit his learning, I don't think there are many people who can stop the spell of that intensity." Snape grimaced: "Have you ever seen a Muggle shell?" That's what it feels like. β
Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "Don't forget your unbreakable oath, Seaver, you can't refuse his request, even if he's going to learn the Killing Curse." β
Snape clearly regretted it, and paced back and forth with some hesitation, then looked at Dumbledore with burning eyes.
"Can you guarantee that he won't become the next Dark Lord?"
Dumbledore nodded with a look of course: "Of course, I promise, that kid has higher aspirations than Voldemort." β
"Don't mention that name!" Snape waved his hand impatiently, thought for a moment, and turned to leave the Headmaster's office.
"It's a shame to scare a kid like that." In the portrait on the wall, Phineas began to babble again.
Dumbledore shook his head and retorted, "We all know the power of the Silent One, and Phineas, even I, don't dare to be 100% sure that I will be able to subdue a Silent One. β
Phineas closed his eyes and didn't refute, and in the corner of the office, Fawkes 'coo~', looking to agree with Dumbledore's words.
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Half a month flew by, and Iger spent his days wandering around the campus with nothing to do, riding Buckbeak to the Black Lake to catch fish to eat, and occasionally going to the offices of Professors Flitwick and McGonagall to learn some practical spells from them.
The professors at the school were also happy to see Egger's studious state, and they all did not hesitate to teach, and Egger did not disappoint these teachers, and quickly absorbed the knowledge he learned.
At least now Egger can use the Transfiguration Technique at will, of course, only for some simple transformations, he can turn the bench into a chair, but he can't carve patterns on the chair, and occasionally he can conjure some patterns, but it is far from what Iger expected.
Iger kept trying to conjure Snape's elongated face on the stool, and sat down...
After half a month of tossing, Egg also got to know all the teachers in the school, including Professor Quirrell...
At this time, Quirrell was still teaching Muggle studies...
Egg thought it was fine, at least Quirrell didn't have a silly turban wrapped around his head now, and there was no smell of garlic in the classroom, and the whole person still looked quite capable and refreshing.
Looking at the sunny day, which was still clear at noon, Iger walked towards the auditorium, just in time for lunch, and there were many students in the auditorium.
As soon as they sat down in their chairs, a large group of owls flew in from the small window above the auditorium, and one of them let out a strange laugh, causing the little wizards to look dazed.
Egg grinned and looked up to see that Lark was flying over with a long package.
Turning his head to look at the teacher's box, Dumbledore winked at Egg.
Egg's heart suddenly burst with joy, the old man really told his credit!
"What is this?" Aisha looked curiously at Egger's package.
"A gift for you." Egger tapped his wand on the wrap lightly: "Loose and strong!" β
The package was opened, and a slender broom appeared in front of everyone.
"It's Halo 2001." An excited voice rang out from the side, and a brown-haired boy rushed to Egg's side.
"Good afternoon, Oliver." Iger smiled.
The boy in front of him was named Oliver Wood, and he was Harry's future Quidditch captain, but Wood was in his second year at the time, and he would not be able to reach fifth year until Harry's year of enrollment.
"Can I touch it?" Wood looked at Egg expectantly.
Iger felt like he wasn't looking at a broom like a broom, but at his wife...
"Of course..."Iger grinned, turning his head to look at Aisha with tears in her eyes, "How's it going?" This gift should be a deposit for marrying you, is that okay? β
"Think beautifully." Aisha suddenly laughed, and reached out to pinch Egger's little nose: "I'm not very good at riding a broom, it's a pity for me to give this gift, you can keep it, the boy who plays Quidditch is the most attractive to girls." β
Egg grinned, "No, I'll have a better one in the future." β
In the teacher's seat, the pudding on Dumbledore's spoon fell on the plate with a snap, his movements a little stiff, and he shook his head with a wry smile.
"And I'm learning phantom shifting right now." Iger grinned.
"That's not what Egger can learn at your age." Aisha frowned worriedly.
Egg shook his head, "I must learn it so that I can use it to unleash my restless magic." β
Wood and a group of lions cubs on the side were still excitedly watching the broomstick, Wood was at a loss for excitement, and looked at Egger with a flushed face: "Egger, can I test fly?" β
"Absolutely." Egg nodded, and Wood rushed out with a broom in his arms, followed by a large group of young wizards.
Iger didn't bother with their test flight, and after lunch, Egger ran to Hogsmeade, where Snape was waiting impatiently under a large tree.
"It's too slow." Snape glanced at Egger.
Iger grinned, "You can't be a man too fast. β
Snape's face was ugly, why the should I talk to him?
"Goal, determination, calmness, the three-D principle, don't make me repeat, you know what to do." With a wave of his wand, Snape turned a stone on the ground into a circular wooden ring.
Snape looked at Egger, "Focus your attention, make up your mind to get there, and let the thought spread from your green bean-like brain to your whole body." β
With his wand pointing at the ring on the ground, Snape continued, "Then, spinning, feeling like I'm nothing." β
Egger took a deep breath, trying not to think about the pain of separation, and focused his attention on the wooden circle in the distance, Egger spun quickly with a twist of his footsteps.
The feeling of deformation, squeezing, and then relaxation filled his mind again, and Iger didn't dare to be distracted, his mind firmly locked on the round wooden ring.
There was a bang, and the phantom of Egger appeared into the wooden circle.
In Egger's previous position, a strand of blonde hair fell leisurely.
"Split, failed attempt." Snape picked up the hair that was falling on the spot, and looked at Egg with a cold face, "If you come here so many times, maybe you'll ask me for a hair growth potion?" I don't want to spend time boiling up all that useless stuff and throwing it all away when I go back to school. β
Egger gasped slightly, the first independent apparition was a bit of a shock to him: "You better keep it, I think your greasy hair may need to be maintained by the hair growth potion." β
"Sharp teeth..."Snape felt his resistance to Egg's poisonous tongue increase a lot, and then with a wave of his wand, another wooden circle appeared in front of Egger, "Again, if you still have the energy." β
Egger waved his hand and gasped: "It's okay, it's just a little dizzy, just get used to it." β
As he spoke, Egger stared at the wooden circle in the distance again, turned around at his feet, and with a slight explosion in the air, Egger returned to his previous position.
Snape looked at Egg's position with some anticipation, but this time he didn't see anything fall, and Snape was a little disappointed.
"I succeeded?" Iger was a little excited.
Snape turned away with a blank face, "Barely enough." β
Egger looked at the wand in his hand, grinned with some joy, and his mind flashed through the door of the welfare home, Egger spun again, the air exploded, and a few seconds later, Egger appeared at the door of the welfare home.
"Old Lady Hull? Lord Egger is back~" Egger rushed into the dilapidated room, but the room was empty, and some old objects had all disappeared, and it seemed that the welfare home had been merged.
Egger looked at the empty room, and sat on the steps of the doorway with his knees crossed in a bit of confusion, with mixed feelings.
"Flock of birds..."Egger shook his wand and several small birds sprang out from the tip of the wand and spun around Ig.
A wave of loneliness hits her, and for the first time, Egg feels emptiness.
There was an explosion behind him, and Iger didn't have to look back to know who it was.
"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore, for a momentβ" Egg didn't look back, staring blankly at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him.
"It seems that Mr. Poison Egg is a little sad?" Dumbledore's old voice didn't come out of his imagination, and Snape's murmured voice came to his ears.
Egg looked at Snape with some surprise: "Why are you?" How do you know here? β
"Experienced wizards will find traces of apparitions in the air, not to mention the smell of milk on your body..."Snape looked at Egg: "I thought a child with a poisonous tongue like you must have some kind of lack of love syndrome, but it seems that I am wrong for now, you are still a baby?" β
As she spoke, Snape laughed sarcastically.
"Greasy people like you like people, but I think I look much more normal in comparison." Egger's face did not change: "So, what are you doing with me?" You don't think that after such a while, my silence will explode, right? β
Snape snorted, "Dumbledore asked me to tell you to go back to the academy as soon as possible, in case anything happens to your small body of dozens of pounds." β
Egger spread his hands, he didn't care, it was difficult to come out to play, how could he go back so quickly?
Then he turned around and walked out of the yard and ran away.
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In the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore looked at Snape who had complained in front of him and laughed, "I don't remember asking you to tell him, Seaver. β
"I don't remember when my whereabouts fell into your eyes, Albus." Snape's expression remained unchanged: "And I don't think it's a wise choice to let an obscure person with great strength run around before he even entered school. β
"I think he'll be measured." Dumbledore looked at Egger's figure in the smoke in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the smoke cleared, and then he glanced at Snape curiously: "I thought you were starting to like that kid a little, Seaver, if you had a child, you would be so old, seriously, don't you really look for a suitable one?" I have a lot of good candidates......"
Snape turned away with an ugly face, and the old thing began to babble again...