Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"Fear is coming!" Ivan waved his wand and pointed it on Scaly's head.

"Squeak! Squeak... Squeak..."

As soon as the spell came into effect, the gray-black mouse immediately went mad, his closed eyes blazed for an instant, and his mouth screamed with red ears.

Immediately after the powerful paws kicked on the table, the whole mouse rolled off the table like flying, knocking down a lot of cups and decorations along the way, and scurrying in the bedroom.

Seeing the effect so good, Ivan finally let go of his heart.

Unexpectedly, the principle of the fear curse is the opposite of the principle of calling the gods. The latter requires the operator to recall good and happy things, while the former requires the operator to imagine a terrible event or experience into the mind of the person being operated on. .

It's like a reverse mindset, or a horror plus version...

When casting the spell on Shaban, Ivan conceived a scene where Shaban was chased by a black dog.

Perhaps it was because Shaban was in his sleep before casting the spell, the power of the fear spell was combined with his sleep, and the effect of this black magic was much stronger than Ivan had imagined.

While Ivan was still happy to successfully release the Fear Curse, Ron and Harry, who heard the noise in the lounge, also rushed in at this time.

Looking at a messy dormitory, Harry almost thought if he had gone the wrong place, and was about to ask questions, but Ron saw the gray-black mice running around in the dormitory...

"Oh, no! Zebra... Zebra! What's wrong with you? Zebra..." Ron yelled in a disintegrating voice, and rushed into the dormitory after a few quick steps, and rushed to Neville's bed, trying to catch him just past. Gray-black mouse.

But at this time, Scabbard was very frightened by Ivan's magic. He regarded Ron as the black dog in his dream, and with a "swish", he went under the bed from the gap between the edges of the bed, making it easy for Ron to find it. ..

"Ivan, what happened here?" Harry looked at Ivan who was standing at the table.

"I'm just practicing the spell here." Ivan shrugged, and then said with a little guilty conscience."Just as you see, there may be a small accident..."

Harry looked at Ron, who got under the table and was so ashamed by the mouse that he had found nothing. He felt that the accident was not small at all, and finally he had no choice but to sigh.

"Then we might have to catch mice all night."

Fortunately, the final situation was not as bad as Harry thought.

After the three people tossed for a while, Ivan, who remembered that he was a wizard, seized an opportunity to use the Levitating Curse to float the book and the mouse, who was planning to hide under the book, and the farce finally died down. Up.

In the next few days, Ron was sulking for several days. After Ivan Li’s loss, he naturally had to apologize, and bought some multi-flavored beans as a spare grain for Zebra, and Harry persuaded him. Ron is not holding on to the splatter anymore.

It is worth mentioning that Hermione, who heard about this, bluntly mocked Ron for seeing a mouse more important than a friend. The two also had a fight, and it turned out that Ron almost didn't get mad...

Ron also cared more about Scabs, even taking it with him in class. From time to time, he always felt that someone wanted to harm his mouse.

On the other hand, Ivan continued to lead the life of classroom-library-dorm room at three o'clock and one line. After reading some basic books, he barely made up the opportunity to use the Xueba experience card again. Over the past few days, Ivan's spell proficiency has improved a lot.

As a result, when the class was in class, the scores given by the professors were improved by a notch!

Except for Professor Bins, who teaches history, he only gives general evaluations every time. In other classes, Ivan has a good record.

Especially in the spell class and transformation class,

Once a plank was deformed, even faster than Hermione, both Harry and Ron were shocked.

However, it is not so easy to upgrade, because every time the level of the spell increases, the proficiency required for the next upgrade will be doubled.

In addition to studying, Ivan is also looking for a place in the House of Requirement as a place to test the power of the spell in the future.

In the Gryffindor lounge, it is always inconvenient.

It's a pity that after reading the original for so many years, Ivan didn't remember it for a long time, only that it was opposite a tapestry, so that he didn't find it for several days.

It wasn't until the Friday of the second week that Harry received Hagrid's invitation letter that Ivan's regular life was broken.

Of course, if there is good news, there are bad news.

The bad news is that they must have two potions lessons with Slytherin this Friday.

"It would be nice if we could skip this morning. Snape, the professor of the potions class, is the dean of Slytherin. George told me that let's be careful..."

In the corridor of the aisle, Ron and Ivan talked about the gossip they had heard from their two older brothers, and they did not forget to feed the spot on the right hand.

"Isn't it? Professor McGonagall is also the dean, I haven't seen her favoritism." Hermione couldn't help retorting.

"I'm not the only one who thinks so.. Many senior Gryffindors say so!" Ron was disdainful of Hermione's rhetoric, and turned to Harry and Ivan instead.

"Do you guys think so? Professor Snape has been dark all day long. There are even rumors in the school that Professor Snape was a dark wizard..."

When talking about the rumors, Ron obviously lowered his voice so as not to be heard by others.

"Impossible, Professor Dumbledore will not let a dark wizard come to the academy." Harry shook his head.

Although at the banquet at the beginning of school, Harry felt that Professor Snape, who taught the potions class, seemed a little disliked him, but in the past few days at school, the professors in all subjects have been very good.

No matter how bad Snape is, it won't be bad...

Hermione also nodded repeatedly, and Ron had no choice but to turn his head and look at Ivan.

At this time, Ivan was holding a multi-flavored bean and teasing Scabbers. Hearing a few people talking, he glanced at Harry.

"Professor Snape's needle is not aimed at Gryffindor, I don't know, but it must be aimed at us."

Having said that, Ivan was also a little depressed, and it was impossible for him to get an excellent evaluation in Snape's class.

After all, I love the house and the Wu, and hate the house and the Wu, even if Snape gave him a bad review after class, Ivan would not be surprised.

Harry was a little baffled by Ivan, and he really didn't understand what Ivan meant.

"You mean Professor Snape hates Harry?" Hermione frowned, guessing what Ivan was thinking from looking at Harry before.

Ivan admired Hermione's tact in his heart, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he shook his head."I'm just skeptical. Don't you think that Professor Snape looks something wrong every time he looks at Harry?"