Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The so-called "Stonehenge" flying is the ultimate magic invented by Merlin.

To what extent, even the current William, knowing the spell, cannot cast it independently.

Last time in Venice, he did imprison Bailong back into the Goblet of Fire.

But that was the power of the red dragon.

After the white dragon was sealed again, Merlin's magic suppressed the two dragons, and the goblet of fire could no longer be used, and could only be used as a small barbecue tool.

So, don't look at him just yelling "Stonehenge Fly", handsome is a little more handsome, in fact he didn't use this magic.

He just borrowed the Holy Grail and spells to draw this force out.

That's right, the witch, like the red and white dragon, has long been trapped by Stonehenge!

She herself is in jail, so she cannot appear here.

But the witch is better than the two dragons in that she can project it in a special form.

And use the trident to perform magic.

She is equivalent to finding a loophole by herself and using this bug to implement a certain plan.

This is not completely unlimited.

First of all, it will weaken a lot in strength.

But even after weakening, the witch's strength is still so strong, how strong she is, William is simply unimaginable.

There is also a limitation. When a wizard who knows Merlin's magic is encountered, he can draw out the power of Stonehenge and block this bug.

Those who understand the magic spell of Stonehenge, looking at the entire magic world, it is estimated that only William and Hermione are.

Therefore, the witch's luck is still not good.

At this moment, she was completely restrained, her knees were slightly bent and pressed down, as if carrying a tripod on her shoulders, her hands were lifted up in the void.

But the lake is like a cage, competing with her.

The witch stopped her futile action and looked up at William.

Watching him pick up the trident, watching the six fairy diamonds with stars in his hand, the holy grail, and even the bronze ring on his neck.

Finally, the witch looked directly at William himself.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at a peerless treasure.

She glanced at William deeply and said softly:

"You found the Holy Grail, no wonder you have no fear."

William was holding the trident and wanted to shake a monkey show, but he almost got out of his hand and stopped, no longer embarrassing.

He asked bluntly: "Who are you and why does Merlin trap you?"

"Does it matter who I am?" The witch's eyelids drooped slightly.

"Of course it's important, it's related to our follow-up relationship." William said routinely."I never work with the unknown."

"If you want me to help you, you have to tell me who you are!"

The witch held the magic wand with two fingers, tapped her fingers lightly and crisply, was silent for a moment, and replied in an unprecedented way:

"Have you heard the name Vivienne?"

"Have heard of it!" William nodded seriously.

He had really heard of it, and most of the little wizards had heard of it.

After all, Merlin is the greatest wizard ever.

His deeds are widely spread both in the Muggle world and the magic world.

These rumors have been circulating for too long, whether true or false, half true and false, almost indistinguishable.

Among them, there are some obvious false rumors.

For example... The prefect of Slytherin brags to the freshmen every year that Merlin graduated from their college.

This has become the shameless traditional performance of little snakes.

But here comes the problem, Merlin, a fifth-century wizard, a character from fourteen to five hundred years ago.Hogwarts was only a thousand years old.

How did he cross the long river of history and go to school in Slytherin five or six hundred years later?

In fact, the colleges are like this, they like to put gold on their faces.

Even Ravenclaw is no exception.

When William was enrolling, the prefect Robert was at the welcoming ceremony and said:

"All outstanding people come from Eagle Sauce, such as Bridget Winlock."

But in fact, Winlock—the famous arithmetic fortuneteller and the first person to discover the magical attributes of the number seven—is a student of Hufflepuff College.

But Kitty always believed that she was a student of Ravenclaw.

Bragging, not shabby.

The most distinctive feature of Hogwarts is the rumors that are as noisy as the wind.

However, there is a well-known public case about the rumors of Merlin: 77 e-book www.77dd.net

Merlin was killed by the witch Vivian.

According to the rumors, he fell in love with the witch Vivian.

Vivian was worried that Merlin would use his magic to seduce her, so she vowed that she would never fall in love with Merlin, unless he taught her all the magic he knew.

Merlin taught Vivian all the magic, but was confined to the stone tomb by Vivian, and then died.

It sounded like Merlin was trapped inside Stonehenge.

But if the witch is really Vivienne, then the rumors are a complete lie.

Because she was the one who was trapped by Stonehenge, not Merlin.

Vivian was condescending, seeing through her thoughts, and sneered: "What is the relationship between me and Merlin? It has nothing to do with you."

"I'm still saying that, call me Diamond, I can help you."

"such as?"

"For example, I can give you the trident. Without my order, you can't take it away from the black lake." Vivian said calmly.

"Or, I teach you to crack Ravenclaw's magic, and you can enter the time loop outside Hogwarts."

"Another example..." She paused for a moment and smiled: "Where did the four of Ravenclaw go? Are they still alive?"

"What do you mean?" William narrowed his eyes.

Vivian's mouth curled up and said softly: "The god of death scattered the Deathly Hallows into the world.

Do you think you got a big deal?

You sacred tool holders are all saints of death, marked wizards.

Must be summoned by death.

Ravenclaw and each of them have received the Deathly Hallows.

Do you think I am the only one trapped?They are also trapped!

Do you want to save them?

I can show you the way, let you find them, or directly find death!"

William couldn't help but interrupt Vivian and asked, "What is the purpose of death?"

Weiwei didn't answer, but stretched lazily, unexpectedly a little tired and sleepy.

She laughed and said, "You will come back to find me, and I will wait for you here, Stark."

The witch gave William a deep look and disappeared into the whirlpool.

William was silent, holding the trident, and turning and swimming towards Hermione.

Malfoy finally got out of the death entanglement of the octopus.

He was panting, disheveled and exhausted.

But he found himself in the mud and there was no water around.

Could it be that he has reached the shore without knowing it?

No wonder the octopus lost energy so quickly, it turned out to be offshore.

But the next moment, he was a little dumbfounded.

For a moment, not only him, but all the warriors caught in the Mermaid Village looked at each other.

It turned out that everyone was sitting at the bottom of the lake, the river bed was still wet, but there was no water.

I don't know who is the first to look up to find out the truth, dazed.

It turned out that the Black Lake was still flowing, but it was above everyone's heads.

Including the students on the shore, they also saw this scene, like a black dragon hovering in the sky.

When everyone was so frightened, the phrase'You are waiting for you here, Stark' blasted in everyone's ears.

When the sound fell, the black lake that was hanging in the air happened to fall heavily into the river, splashing huge splashes on both banks.

It's just that at this moment, no one has turned himself into a drunkard.

Far away, William took Hermione and returned to the shore.

The trident in his hand disappeared, turned into a little light and fell back to the Black Lake.

William was startled, full of worry, and muttered: "God of death."

Hermione stood on tiptoe and reached out to smooth his frowning brow.

William smiled softly at Hermione, took her hand, and walked away along the reed.

The fool came to see Vivian!

In the sun, the wind shook the reed gently, nodding like a witch, smiling like a flower.

I don't know if it's sarcasm or... anticipation.

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