On the edge of the black lake, some kind of stunned air rose.

Don't say it's Kingsley.

Even a pioneer in the pop formation like Tonks is deeply ridiculous.

Attacked the Minister of Magic for the sake of a liar?

This was the most reason she had ever heard of attacking the minister.

Fortunately, Owen was not here, otherwise he would have given the old aunt a thumbs up, and then kindly asked if the other party was interested in joining the Tongliao universe.

Hey, I think he needs to go to St. Elizabeth's Hospital to recuperate.

In a word, Tonks was silent.

She had a cold face, a jumping temperament, like a frosted eggplant, and the word 'boring' was written all over her face.

The woman in front of her is a madman with a sick head.

Wasting her feelings, she thought she had caught some vicious dark wizard.

The result is an avid fan of scammers.

Ah~ The resume in hand is gone

Tonks turned to leave.

Leave the finishing touches to your colleagues.

She came to the black lake with a twitch on her face, ready to be quiet

"Kingsley—"

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Kingsley, who turned to look at Tonks, asked suspiciously.

"Are you sure that the woman has no accomplices?"

"Of course, our men have turned Hogsmeade upside down—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tonks.

The rebellious girl, raising her hand, pointed to the fire that crossed the sky, and said calmly: "What is that?" ”

"Huh?"

From the top of the Hogwarts hill, several loud explosions rang out suddenly.

"Boom~"

Then a red fireball with a diameter of more than a dozen feet flew down from the castle and smashed into the black lake.

"Get out of the way!"

All the Aurors hurriedly retreated.

"Click! Bang! ”

The hard ice was instantly melted by the fireball into a huge crater.

The water vapor rose into the sky.

It's hard to see what's going on right in front of you.

"Boom~Boom~"

Before anyone could catch their breath, two more fireballs fell.

The terrifying heat even blew around Hermione.

The surrounding snow turned into rain, and after a while, it regrouped into white fallen flowers.

"Don't run away anymore." A shrill voice came from the direction of the castle.

The voice was all too familiar to Hermione and the other little wizards.

"It's Professor Flitwick, has he come to help Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione looked surprised.

But the next sentence in the mist instantly cooled her excited spirit.

"I admire you, Dean of Ravenclaw." The ethereal voice is as holy as a unicorn in the forest.

"Huh~Huh" On the black lake, a strange wind suddenly set off.

The snow turned into water vapor was instantly cleared.

Finally, Harry, Fudge, and the Aurors all noticed the two figures on the Black Lake.

Well???

Why so many viewers?

The witch's eyes quickly surveyed her surroundings and saw that there were many people she was familiar with.

Mmmmmmmmmm

But whatever!

I'm done tonight, and no one can stop me from doing this last act.

At this time, Professor Flitwick also noticed Professor Dumbledore on the shore.

But the response he got was a nod from the old headmaster with an inexplicable smile.

Does that count as keeping him going?

Professor Flitwick didn't know what Dumbledore meant, but he and Owen did put a lot of thought into it for today, and it always felt like a waste of energy and working for nothing to make him stop now.

Well, it's a big deal, it's an outdoor dueling class.

Anyway, the last duel between him and Owen, because the auditorium was too small, many spells could not be used, and today was just the right time to have fun.

The two looked at each other, silent, waiting for the curtain to open.

"Wow! It's Professor Flitwick! ”

And because of the sound just now, many of the little wizards in the castle crawled up in the dark.

Sure enough, human nature is to like to watch lively.

After a while, halfway up the mountain was full of little wizards in thick robes.

Even a number of professors appeared in the crowd.

"Who's that guy girl?"

"I don't know, but- wow, blue skin!"

"What is this, don't you see that she has two faces? One eye is closed, and the illusory face next to him looks good. So mysterious, so handsome! ”

"Is the Dean fighting her? Why are they fighting? A Hufflepuff wizard asked, wrapped in a thick blanket.

"I don't need to ask, I must have done something bad." Another Gryffindor continued.

"Hehe, you're so smart! It's the same as not saying it! ”

At this point, the witch Lani's skin is the same one that Hermione and Luna bumped into in the Room of Requirement.

There are only two arms, and the body is more like flesh than a puppet except for the blue skin.

This is very different from the puppets that some young wizards have come across.

After all, it's the last dance.

It has to give people the feeling that the black hand has finally appeared after a certain species.

"Are the audience all there?" The witch's glowing blue eyes swept over the mountaintops, over the mountainsides, and finally rested on Professor Flitwick after streaking across the faces of everyone on the edge of the Black Lake.

That's – let's get started!

He holds the Scepter of Kalia and wears a Ravenclaw tiara.

A unicorn fur cape, lined with a robe reflecting the stars.

The witch's lips moved slightly, and the wand in her hand waved slightly, and then a wisp of black mist suddenly appeared.

It spread very fast, like silk, floating in the sky.

It wiped away the ice from the soles of its feet, covered the snow, tore through the dark clouds, and let the bright moonlight shine in.

"I declare in the name of the witch Lani:"

Like a point of light in the wind, Lani's illusory figure gradually solidified.

"The one who challenged the will of Ravenclaw~"

"This final judgment will be upon us."

"Sing it to future generations~ Witnesses."

The black fog gradually obscured the entire sky near the Black Lake.

A little starry sky appeared in the black satin.

It's like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

The witch walked on the rippling lake, a cold moon, like the eyes of a god, indifferent, and deep gaze at everyone present.

"Rowena's heir, the Princess of the Moon, the embodiment of the Dark Moon."

Her words were like a dream, but they were extremely shocking.

Everyone noticed that the dark moon above the sky seemed to be hanging over her body as if it were nothing.

"Whew~"

There was no joy or sorrow in the eyes of the witch Lani.

The staff in his hand scooped up the lake, and immediately set off huge waves.

Bursts of water slapped towards Professor Flitwick.

And in the midst of this great wave, there are countless other ice blades hidden in it.

The Weijiao did not panic, quickly shook his wand, and threw out a huge fireball again, the blazing heat, instantly evaporating all the ice blades in front of him.

Then he stretched out his hand and pushed, like a ball thrown casually, and the fireball rolled towards the witch with an unstoppable momentum.

"Scatter!"

The witch's beautiful face did not change in any way.

Her long scepter slammed into the lake.

Suddenly, the water of the lake controlled by the Transfiguration technique turned into a huge whale.

The whale leaps out of the water and opens its huge mouth.

The glowing skin of the whale reflected the stars, and it swallowed the fireball into its belly in one gulp.

Then sink to the bottom of the lake.

Well—the professor deliberately reduced the power of the spell—and Lani immediately sensed that something was not right with the magic contained in the spell.

An empty shelf that only keeps the special effects. It was already very reluctant to be able to evaporate her ice blade.

Although what she threw out was just special effects

special effect

Since it's a special effect, then she can let herself go.

Raise your hand to flow magic as a sign of respect.

With that, she jerked up her staff and swung it heavily.

In the next second, the tip of the staff immediately spit out a cloud of smoke containing stars.

The smoke spread so fast that half of the black lake was enveloped in the blink of an eye.

"Star Shower"

The stars flickered slightly, and then, like a starfall, countless ice crystals streaked across the sky, raining down and began to attack the Black Lake indiscriminately.

It was a fantastical scene

Shocked halfway up the mountain, Hogwarts wizards and wizards, many looked down at their wands

Hiss - why does it feel like the girl is a wizard and she's just a baboon wielding a wand?

If you don't consider the identities of both parties, I'm afraid that many wizards will rush down on the spot and ask: Hello, where did you learn your magic?

I want to change schools

This is no joke.

However, even if they ask, the witch lady will not answer, and I, Rhea Lucaria, don't need so many mage ball materials

Recruiting you to school would be a waste of pyroxene!

On the Black Lake, the two of them who were staging a stage play didn't know what the little wizards were thinking.

But the falling meteor was just around the corner, and Professor Flitwick was still on his toes.

He raised his wand and slashed like a painter splashing ink on a canvas and on the sky.

And the witch's star rain really seemed to be cut by an invisible force, first breaking into several pieces, and then getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"Genius idea!" Every time he duels with Owen, Professor Flitwick finds his imagination seem to be endless.

Just like what is happening right now.

Use magic projection props to cover the sky, smoke affects the vision of people around you, and floating spells and fireflies mix with lake water to gather in the sky, and then let it fall.

He's a genius at developing magic props.

In addition to how to make the fluorescent glow in different colors, such a large-scale 'fireworks' are a little difficult, and even a third- or fourth-year wizard can do it.

Of course, they may not be able to do it on such a large scale.

But similar scenes can be restored enough.

This reminded Professor Flitwick of the two Gryffindor tricksters.

George and Fred – it's hard to say they weren't involved in setting up the stage.

On the other side, the cold face of the witch lady did not show any emotional changes.

But her wand was raised again, and another stream of magic flowed out.

- Soul Torrent!

A torrent of pure magic as thick as Hagrid's waist poured out, and the power of the magic so great that the lake receded on both sides, revealing a cylindrical dent in the water.

Crazy codewords in the hotel with a keyboard notebook exam

(End of chapter)