Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!After dinner was over, Hermione was called to the study by Bagshot, and seemed to have something important to give her.

William followed Treney to repair the small broken ship.

It is indeed too much to say that it is a small broken ship, Doragon can still be used, but the outer hull is too badly damaged and looks a bit miserable.

William sat on the bow, sketching on the parchment.

"What are you writing?" Treney bent over and poked her head.

"A defensive magic." William turned his quill.

"Very complicated magic, written in the language of ancient magic texts. There is this kind of protection on the Hogwarts train. Even the attack of thunderbirds can be blocked."

"so smart?!"

Tereni stared attentively, as if preparing to learn something secretly.

But the densely packed fonts were too persuasive, and she had a headache looking at it.

"No, the more you look, the more sleepy you get." She yawned and sat down beside William.

Lifting his chin again, he curiously said: "How did you do it?"

"Study day by day, of course, you have to have a little talent." William smiled.

"You are so talented in language, it should be easy to learn this kind of thing."

He is so good as a teacher, "Look, the ancient magic text is very simple, as long as..."

"I was asking... how did your quill turn?" Tereni interrupted.

After co-authoring for a long time, sister, your attention is all attracted by the quill pen?

William was a little melancholy.

It's better for Hermione... The two talk about this, and they can lie down and talk all night without being sleepy.

His hand speed is getting faster and faster, and the quill is spinning and jumping at his fingertips.

"This is not easy, the skill of turning pen is..."

Tereni had used a magic wand to conjure a quill, and quickly learned by herself.

A minute later, she was more skilled than William.

Tereni glanced over triumphantly.

William hurt his self-esteem a little, so he decided not to ignore her and continued to draw the spell.

"Should all of this be added?" Trini asked.

"Of course, it must be more thorough if you want to change the magic." William said excitedly.

"Fixed the defense system, then go to Mr. Weasley to design a flying structure. He is a professional in this area.

I will get you another invisible device..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with you, finish work early and go back to bed early." William got into the cabin.

Treney got in too, she lifted the ship's board, took out a lot of Muggle tools, and prepared to repair the engine.

Sitting quietly in Doragon is okay, but the two working inside make the boat very small.

"Why don't you expand the ship without the Traceless Stretching Curse?" William asked while waving his wand.

"Well..."

"Don't you even know the Non-Mark Stretching Curse?" William joked.

In this age, there are wizards who can't stretch the curse without a trace?

In the words of Old Master Newt: "The thing I'm not good at is the Wuhen Stretching Curse."

Even if you are not good at this level, how good is the field?

Ordinary people would definitely think Newt was bragging, but William knew not.

Because Old Master Newt's strongest field is magical animals.

How good is he?

As long as you taste the salty feces, you can know what animal it is, what food it has eaten, and whether there is diarrhea.

Look, this is called professional!

In the field of magical animals, William would like to call him the strongest!

"Who wouldn't... I'm just unskilled!" Tereni quibbleed, breaking the engine fan with force.

She won't actually be normal.

The Unmarked Stretching Curse is a high-end magic, and most wizards do not.Otherwise, the ring in Akali's mystery store would not sell so hot.

Tereni changed the engine skillfully, and returned to the bow of the boat so as not to get in the way.

She moved a chair, sat on it, tilted her legs, and watched William cast the spell.

She didn't hold an umbrella, the rain fell on the leather jacket and turned into drops of water and slid down.

"Are you going to continue looking for the Goblet of Fire tomorrow?" Treney asked.

"Yeah, there is no way to stop that dragon without it." William said without looking back.

"There are only a dozen suspected tombs. If it goes well, they can be viewed in two days."

"Can you let me see the fake Goblet of Fire?" Treney asked with interest."I have never seen that thing up close."

William took the box out of the safety table and threw it away.

"Who did you say stole it?" She opened the lid and made a crunching sound.

"If I knew it, I would have caught him now." William rolled his eyes.

"Hermione and I both suspected Martell, he was the most suspicious, and wanted us!"

William was still waiting for Treney to criticize Martell, who knew she changed the subject.

"You and Hermione are wanted. If your parents know about it, will you worry?"

"Probably not." William pondered. "It's not the first time anyway. Besides, they don't read Italian newspapers."

"It's great..." Treney put the wooden goblet into the old wooden box and gently closed the lid.Love you e-book www.antxt.com

"What about you... If you don't come home at night like this, will your family be worried?"

"I?"

Tereni put the box on the deck.She got up and lay down, her head resting on the wooden box, letting the rain hit her bumpy body.

"I have a younger sister who has a fair relationship. I have a father who I haven't seen for a long time... Maybe I'm dying.

So they will not worry about me."

The two were silent for a long time.

In the rainy night, there is actually nothing to look at.She looked at the sky and finally spoke:

"It's over. I'm going to see you in the UK. I haven't watched the World Cup yet, but I don't have a ticket..."

William walked out of the cabin and said knowingly: "I will help you."

"Thank you, then!" Trinée cast a wink, and said confidently: "The ticket price is reasonable."

She stood up and returned the wooden box to William.

"You and Hermione will definitely find the real Goblet of Fire. I'm a little sleepy, and I want to go back to sleep."

After she said this, she jumped off the boat, got up and walked back to the house.

The slender legs, wrapped in tight leather pants, looked graceful.

William was holding the wooden box, just looking at her back without speaking.

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The gondola was basically repaired, and it was already more than an hour later.

William took a shower, changed into clean clothes, opened the door and walked back to his room.

No surprises, Hermione was there.

She was wearing a pink suspender nightdress, sitting cross-legged on the bed, sorting out a lot of papers.

"All the notes sent to me by Mrs. Bagshot!"

Hermione was very excited and stretched happily, exposing large areas of white skin.

At the age of fifteen, her development is fairly normal, and finally she has some curvature, and in some places she is no longer a flat river.

Although incomparable with those peaks, the hills can barely be climbed.

Hermione abruptly followed this guy's gaze and looked down, isn't it her neckline?!

She became angry and said: "Smelly hooligan, where do you look?!"

William sat down on the bed and said shamelessly: "Is it illegal?"

"...You...so right and confident...who have you seen secretly?!"

William rolled his eyes, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, looking down at the important notes.

Hermione hugged the pillow, rolled comfortably, then lifted her leg, trying to take the opportunity to kick him gently.

Counted as his revenge for peeking at others!

William reached out to block Hermione's leg, and the girl wanted to retract.He immediately grabbed the smooth calf and stretched out his hand to scratch the sole of his foot.

Hermione was slumped on the bed, her face flushed immediately, softly begging for mercy.

William scratched twice before letting go of the girl's leg.She did not retract, but placed it on the juvenile's lap.

Hermione's fluffy hair was scattered on her bare shoulders, and she turned her head back and gave him a hateful look.

Facing such a lethal look, William lightly ignored him, smiled and asked, "Anything to find?"

"No!"

Even so, Hermione threw a document she thought was important.

After William opened it, she found that Hermione was already in a certain position, which was marked with a red pen.

"In September 1289, there was a sudden torrential rain in Italy. After an investigation by the International Federation of Wizards, this was a vicious thing concocted by a wizard group in Sardinia.

In 1289, the International Conference of Wizards held urgent discussions on this issue..."

In 1289, Dandolo, the governor of Venice, had passed away for decades.The Holy Grail has also entered Italy.

This time point, combined with the current situation... Apparently the Sardinian wizard at that time did something to the Holy Grail.

It seems that one of the dragons came out at that time.

So the dragon is not in Venice, in Sardinia?!

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At midnight.

The house is quiet.

A woman in a black leather jacket quietly opened the door.

She looked up and found that the light in William's room was finally turned off.She stood there and listened for a moment with her ears sideways.

The two of them are probably asleep.

She tiptoed away from the small building and jumped onto the gondola.

She rubbed the bow for a moment, and lifted the elegant decoration protruding from the bow.

This is a unique decoration of the gondola. The appearance is sickle-shaped. The six teeth represent the six districts of Venice, and its rectangular blade is the unique headdress of the Governor of Venice.

She took out a wooden goblet from a hidden compartment.

She turned and looked at the small building, staring at it for a long time, then took the fish bag grass, jumped into the canal, and splashed with water.

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