Rumble!

As it turns out, the wooden doors of Hogwarts are not much stronger than those in Newmengard Castle.

Faced with the "Elena Special Edition" explosion spell with the ability to detonate twice, the door to Professor Snape's office turned into a pile of tattered pieces of wood like a fragile foam board.

"Elena, you call this magic ...... Lockpicking spells?"

Hannah swallowed hard, although she didn't know much about spells, the appearance in front of her was obviously not the effect of a normal lockpicking charm, it was too different from the secret infiltration she imagined.

As she spoke, little Hannah looked around quickly, her face full of unease and trepidation, as if the next moment dozens of angry Professor Snape would pour out from all directions.

"Of course, is there anything wrong with the lockpicking spell - the spell that can unlock the door smoothly?"

Elena raised her eyebrows, tilted her head to admire her masterpiece, and nodded contentedly.

I have to say that although Gellert Grindelwald didn't teach her too many spells, the practicality and scope of application of each one are quite satisfactory, and she only needs to adjust the magic equivalent a little to deal with most situations with ease.

Sure enough, the old saying is true - there are no low-level spells in this world, only low-level wizards.

Perhaps because of its proximity to the bottom of the lake, Snape's office had a slightly uncomfortable chill in his office.

Large glass jars are placed on the shelves along the walls, and the dim light shines through the glass jars filled with various potions materials, reflecting all kinds of strange patterns on the walls, as if they are the shadow of the devil.

There was a fireplace in the office, though it didn't seem to be used very often, and not far from the fireplace was lined up with a neat row of crucible shelves, which Elena guessed might be the most common source of heat in the room.

"Why don't we leave? ”

Hannah timidly looked at the room and shivered uncomfortably.

Most potion materials are not particularly pretty, to be precise, if you are not a lover of potions, this kind of place full of all kinds of mutilated animal and plant bodies is no less than a creepy horror house.

"How could it be! This is one of Hogwarts' rare treasures......"

Elena's goofy hair shook excitedly, there was only one chance, it was time for Professor Snape, who was living in the basement of Hogwarts, to step out of the world of potions and try to embrace a more colorful and beautiful world.

Based on Elena's experience, Severus Snape, although he was a potions master and was not a low accomplished in spells, was obviously weak in detection and protective magic.

Hermione, Dobby, or Barty Crouch Jr. could easily take the potions they wanted from Snape's personal collection, and Professor Snape had few means to solve the case other than a gut guess.

If you want to use [Tracing Shadow] to go back to the scene of a period of time, it is not something that ordinary wizards can do.

This is not only because of the complexity of the magic, but also because it requires a particularly high level of skill in the ability of the wizard to recognize the traces of the spellcaster - the more dense the scene, the more difficult the magic becomes.

According to Grindelwald's previous evaluation, even he and Dumbledore could hardly pinpoint the traces of what happened during a certain period of time in the crowded Hogwarts.

This undoubtedly fueled the arrogance of a certain white-haired ball.

(To be continued)

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I can't explain why today's update is so short. Because I'm just a stupid road idiot with a round face and a fat chicken.

For specific situations, you can read the story in the book review section.

The heart is tired, woo woo woo.

。 Sogou