"Once again, I have to emphasize! Excellent, this magic is simply made for wizards! ”

"Stop!" Hermione raised her hand, insisting that "no one wants to learn that evil magic—"

"No, no, no. Miss Granger, I think you couldn't be more wrong! ”

With short black hair, uninhibited gray eyes, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, Owen said lightly: "I think the wizard who invented Arvada is definitely the kindest person in the wizarding world!" ”

"What?" The group of young wizards looked at him in shock. After a week of baptism, they were almost immune to most of Owen's evil thoughts.

But that guy can always surprise you, like someone who thinks the Killing Curse is the kindest spell!

"There is no pain, instant death, one blow kills. Do you know how many people it has saved who were tormented by ancient magic? ”

As he spoke, he slowly raised his wand with his right hand, the tip of which was aimed at the palm of his left hand.

Suddenly, an invisible momentum moved from Owen's body to the surroundings, and the heart of his staff seemed to have purple light flowing.

After about half a second, he jerked his wand at a rock behind him.

Purple lightning struck the stone like a poisonous snake in an instant.

Then, in front of everyone's eyes, the stone began to swell wildly, then rapidly expanded like an inflat, and then exploded with a "bang"!

Harry, Jarvis, they subconsciously used their hands to resist the possible splashing of stones.

After a moment, I didn't feel anything.

"It's-" Hermione lowered her arms and looked into the distance, scattered light stones in the shape of rags.

"Ancient magic, Miss Granger." Owen turned around and smiled. "Ancient wizards were much more savage than today's wizards."

"The Killing Curse will at least leave them with a whole corpse, won't it?"

"But—" Hermione subconsciously wanted to retort, but she couldn't say anything, because she immediately understood what Owen meant.

The death penalty for modern Muggles is by gun.

Is the shooting scary?

Terrible!

But it is much more civilized than the previous hanging, beheading, beheading, etc.

On the other hand, the Killing Curse does represent the progress of wizarding civilization!

Even if it's hailed as the most evil form of magic.

"Of course, with your current abilities, it's still too difficult to learn the advanced magic of the Killing Curse." Owen continued: "But if anyone has this need in the future, two Galleons, Bao Jiao Bao Hui!" ”

"So what the hell are you going to teach us!" Ron couldn't help but jump out and complain.

We're paying!

"Roll over!" Owen's eyes widened as a matter of course and said, "Didn't you say it just now?" ”

"Come, now, I'll lose my magic, you hide! Be sure to react fast! ”

"Three!"

"Wait, I'm not ready-" Ron immediately yelled.

But in the next second, a gray spell flew towards him and hit him with precision.

"Zero!" Owen quickly raised his wand, "All petrified!" ”

"Faint!"

"Ice frozen!"

"Upside down golden hook!"

...

For a few seconds, Owen frantically threw his magic out as if he didn't want money.

The first to be recruited was Ron.

And then there's Jarvis.

And then there's Hannah.

As for Harry...

He seems to have a lot of experience with escaping, and when Owen throws his magic indiscriminately, he starts moving like crazy.

He even lasted longer than Hermione.

At the very least, Hermione used the levitation charm to grab a rock and hold it across in front of her, barely fending off a curse that flew towards her.

But just dodge one.

Because there aren't so many stones around...

In the second shot, Hermione, who had no escape, was hit in the calf, and then the biting cold froze her legs, followed by a stun spell in the back, and the little witch was defeated and fainted in the clearing.

And Harry - he held on to two more spells than Hermione.

"Stained, you guys! It's the worst I've ever had! ”

As he spoke, he waved the spell violently, and the golden light scattered on everyone, "All spells are over!" ”

"Heal fast! Heal as ever! The healing magic was thrown off, and a group of young wizards were resurrected on the spot.

"One of my classes is two hours." Owen held up his wand and smiled sweetly: "That is to say, there are many obstacles!" ”

"It's all petrified!"

"Thunderbolt Blasting !!"

All afternoon, in the open space outside the castle, Harry and the others had a miserable time.

The non-offensive obstacle magic, they almost all felt it themselves.

And that demon...

The taunts and violence really lasted for two hours.

Not a second is bad!

This of course succeeded in recruiting the professors in the castle.

After all, they are not deaf or blind.

The first to arrive at the scene was Harry's supposed savior, Hogwarts Headmaster Dumbledore.

The old headmaster was slightly stunned when he saw Owen training the little wizard in a crazy military training.

Just when Harry thought the Headmaster was coming to his rescue.

Dumbledore suddenly took out his wand, and with a slight click, turned the stone on the side into a chair, and then ignored Harry's eyes for help, sat firmly on the chair, and watched the play all afternoon.

Even Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout, who came later and wanted to intervene, were stopped by him.

"It's just a learning and exchange activity for young wizards, and we should encourage this kind of friendly communication." The old headmaster said.

attracted the two professors on the side to look sideways.

"Is this called learning?" Professor McGonagall said.

"Is this called friendliness?" Professor Sprout said.

Hogwarts does acquiesce to the existence of certain fights between students.

After all, magic is a craft.

If you don't use it often, you will get your hands raw.

As long as the students don't make a big fuss, such as a group brawl between Gryffindor and Slytherin, or happen to be bumped into by a professor, the professors don't care.

But today — Owen went too far.

Behind them were already a group of young wizards.

The impact is devastating.

"Don't worry, Minerva." Dumbledore smiled and got up, then pointed to Hermione, Harry, who was suffering.

"Look closely."

"See?" Professor McGonagall looked at her.

I saw that a certain deadly spell was flying towards Hermione's forehead, and when it was too late, the little witch, with a shake of her little hand, a delicate phantom armor suddenly appeared in front of her, completely resisting the spell.

"It's—" Professor McGonagall was shocked, it was the Armor Charm!

And it's a pretty subtle armor spell.

Most third-year wizards can't do that.

They may succeed, but they are not so subtle.

It's hard to believe that this is the magic of a young wizard who has been in school for less than a week.

"Look at the other kids." Dumbledore's gentle tone rang in the ears of the two professors.

Immediately, the two professors reluctantly let go of their prejudices against Owen and focused their attention on the other children.

Harry, Ron, Hannah, Jarvis.

Each of them was struggling to cope with the curses that were coming at them.

Although not as able to resist with magic as Hermione, such a quick reflex really scared the two professors.

They even saw Harry follow Owen's gesture and throw out a disarming spell that was not very successful, but fateful.

"Maybe we're spoiling these kids too much." Beneath Dumbledore's semicircular glasses was a deep gaze that saw through time, as if looking at a person's life.

Owen Sanchez.

He slowly pronounced the name in his heart.

Gellert is such a good kid!