Chapter 201 HP Cataclysm! !
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 201 HP Cataclysm! !
"Attention everyone... don't talk, you are now going to face the most evil little thing in the wizarding world... What follows is the scariest thing you have ever experienced."
Lockhart lowered his voice and said very seriously.
There was no sound in the classroom, and everyone was staring at the birdcage.
Harry, too, poked his head out from behind the pile of books.
Only McGuffin watched Lockhart's performance with a speechless face.
"Keep quiet and don't make a sound," Lockhart whispered, as if telling some horror story.
"Any sound will irritate..."
He flipped the hood off, then raised his voice dramatically, and continued, "...would piss off the Cornish elf you just caught!"
The cage under the black cloth is about the size of a trash can, and there are a dozen to dozens of elves in it.
But it's not as beautiful as described in Muggle fairy tales.
——some wand-wielding Barbie doll with transparent wings.
The skin of this little thing was blue, about eight feet in size, with a pointed face, sharp claws and fangs, and a voice like a broken trombone, sharp and piercing.
Behind them are two translucent Zoubaba's wings.
Chattering, fighting in the cage, bumping around...
The cage was shaken and vibrated constantly.
After the black cloth was lifted, these elves jumped up and down, shaking the cage, trying to rush out of it, making faces at the little wizard nearby, screaming and threatening them.
Lockhart saw that the little wizard didn't show the frightened look he expected.
(All the little wizards are smiling, even the little witch who worships him is disappointed).
He couldn't help but smile a little.
"Why don't you believe this? These little troublemakers are evil and fierce... They are even more cunning and dangerous than those legendary demons..."
Before he could finish speaking, the elves in the cage broke out into a fight, and two of the slightly older elves were about to pull one of the wings off.
--evil?
These gadgets are not very cute,
— Violence?
It may seem a bit grumpy, but the size of these little things...
Everyone, even Neville, didn't think there was any danger, even he couldn't breathe with laughter.
In particular, the more Lockhart emphasized the danger and difficulty of dealing with these little things, the more the little wizard laughed unscrupulously.
McGuffin thought this was probably the only truth that Lockhart told, but unfortunately no one believed it.
"Well, let's see how you little wizards deal with them!"
In the end, Lockhart annoyed and directly opened the cage, releasing the elf.
This is a big deal.
The elf was running around in the classroom.Two of them directly grabbed Neville, who was laughing wildly, by both ears, and hung him directly on the chandelier above the ceiling.
The biggest elf threw himself directly on Simo Fegani's face, and it was full of small fists, making crackling noises.
Some tore the little wizard's clothes, made them into strips and wrapped them around themselves as clothes, and some even flew around in mid-air, screaming, as if they were showing off to their companions.
This made all the elves more 'violent', and almost half of the little wizards suffered this kind of persecution, especially Neville, who was hanging in the sky, was even more 'horrible', and his clothes were like 'vacuum cloth strips',... It's inconvenient to describe.
Ink bottles, books, paper... All kinds of furnishings in the original classroom were flying around and making a mess.
The original Lockhart's avatar poster with a perfect smile was also 'beheaded' when the two elves were torn apart - split in half!
Lockhart stood still and shouted loudly from the podium, "Don't panic, as long as I'm here, you won't be hurt..."
"Evil and dangerous, but they're just mischievous elves!"
As he spoke, he waved his wand and uttered a very long incantation.
It's a pity that before the chanting was finished, three elves rushed over, snatched the wand directly, and waved it in the air like a stick, hammering that guy Lockhart's head full of bruises.
The things thrown out by the elves in a mess, the little wizard's self-rescue cast a spell... broke the windows of this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
Now it can be said that the entire classroom has completely lost control and... collapsed.
Some of the little wizards hid under the desks after some 'resistance' (casting the spell was useless), and some who were closer to the classroom exit rushed out... However, they were chased out by other elves who pulled their collars and dragged them along the corridor, and they were taken away in a series of screams.
Lockhart finally hid under the podium with his head held.
The situation of almost everyone in the classroom is a bit sad,
Except for the McGuffin who had been prepared for a long time,
He cast a 【Flock of Flying Birds】.
Flocks of golden birds flew out from the tip of the wand and collided with some elves, knocking them down in mid-air.
Hermione on the side skillfully cast [Petrification Curse] and [Freezing Curse].
The two spells were carried out alternately, which solved many elves.
However, there were still some elves taking advantage of the gap to harass her continuously, laughing harshly and tugging at her long fluffy hair.
——It's annoying.
Harry didn't know if it was because after learning about the evil curse of [Laxie Curse] last semester, he felt that it was very effective. He often practiced it in private, but now he is very handy in casting it.
but,
vomit--
A bit of a side effect!
To make a score, it can only be said that every elf who was hit by the [Diarrhea Curse] immediately became in pain, and soon turned into an 'elf jet' that threw the unknown object in mid-air.
and……
--vomit!
Well, the scene is too disgusting!
—— I won’t describe it
——The power of this spell is too strong!
In short, Hermione, and McGuffin hurriedly stopped Harry's 'genius idea' before the scene of disaster spread further.
However, it was a blessing in disguise that after seeing that scene, almost half of the elves looked at Harry in horror, and automatically avoided this guy, seemingly never wanting to approach him again.
Ron, while tightly protecting the flask in his hand, tried every means to hit the elf flying in front of him with his fist.
He didn't care about being hurt at all, for fear of smashing this thing.
—and caused his new wand to disappear.
This made McGuffin look terrified.
——He is because he knows what terrible things will happen if this thing breaks.
He didn't want to experience it again.
Just when he was about to rush to help Ron...
Suddenly, McGuffin felt hot all over—the skin seemed to melt.
A terrifying and familiar feeling came back to him.
This……? ?
McGuffin hurriedly opened the system interface in disbelief and took a look.
……
[Status: Blood Curse (Activated)] (Progress 35% → 38%) (Unicorn blood and unicorn have been suppressed, and are fading, and it is estimated that the erosion rate can be reduced by 5%...
Skipping those interrupted descriptions, he kept pulling the parchment in his mind to the end, and clicked on the branch about the [Blood Curse] column...
The above is as expected——
[Blood Curse: → Activating Transformation]
……
why?
TMD!
Obviously, he has not been reactivated after a summer vacation, nor has he cast ancient magic, nor has he actively used the skills brought by [Blood Curse], nor has he automatically turned into a snake... It stands to reason that the erosion rate should not have increased significantly.
For no reason... or at this time.
McGuffin touched his neck, and small, cold scales gradually spread to his face.
He quickly covered the back of his hand with his robe (scales had appeared there)
McGuffin pulled Harry, who was somewhat depressed and sad now, to him, and said,
"Harry, do me a favor... Hurry up..."
He was horrified to find that what came out of his mouth involuntarily was—a hissing sound, the sound of a snake.
As if spitting out a letter, it was cold and creepy.
However, Harry still didn't react, he was still caught in the bad scene of 'elf spray' and air strike (shi)' that he just created.
He vaguely agreed twice.
"Oh, what's up!?" (same hiss)
When he realized that the words he spoke were also Parseltongue, he immediately tensed up.
Harry quickly turned around and said, "McGuffin, what are you doing! I don't want other people to know..."
He choked on the second half of his words.
Harry saw that McGuffin was acting very strange - he put the black hood on his robes.
And in the black shadow of the hood, the pupils reflected amber light.
"You!!" Harry jumped suddenly, very surprised.
McGuffin didn't talk nonsense, and while Ron and Hermione were still busy dealing with the elves, he pulled Harry to his side, carefully covering the eyes of others, and showed him the bright black scales on the back of his hand.
"McGuffin! You..."
"Stop talking, come with me!" It was still Parseltongue, hissing.
"Go to the women's bathroom on the second floor, there's no one there!" Because no one could understand their conversation, and time was running out, McGuffin directly told Harry the destination, in case he couldn't make it there, he could let Harry sneak him somewhere, so that no one would find out about his current situation.
——McGuffin knew how those wizard parents in the wizarding world would treat him after they found out about his current situation.
There is no discrimination in the mouth, and the law stipulates that,...in fact, it is just the emperor's new clothes.
The situation of those werewolves in the original books... and Harry just has a Parseltongue, look at what those little wizards did to him...
What's more, for an ordinary little Muggle wizard who is not well-known but deeply under the [Blood Curse], those wizard parents will definitely report this matter to the Ministry of Magic...and then expel themselves, and even break their own wands.
——At least now he must hide this secret,
You can't let other people know that you have been hit by the [Blood Curse].
At this time, Ron took the "Weekend with a Werewolf" and knocked unconscious an elf who had been pestering his precious flask.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he hear a strange voice, like fingernails scratching his heart, it was his whole body that was hairy.
When he looked up, he found that McGuffin was wearing a black hood, and he was pulling Harry to leave the classroom in a strange manner.
"You two are too mean, wait for me..." he shouted hastily.
Ron saw McGuffin take out his wand, and with just one wave, almost everything in front of him floated into the air, wastebaskets, stationery, desks, stools... and the goblins who blocked their progress.
——The place in front of me seemed to lose gravity in an instant.
With a few words of admiration in his heart, Ron hurriedly pulled Hermione who was in front of him to leave here.
Unexpectedly, Hermione wanted to stay here.
"Have you finished class yet?" As she spoke, she used a clever casting technique to freeze the three elves together.
"Are you crazy?" Ron asked in disbelief.
But what made him even more unbelievable was that Harry and McGuffin just left themselves like that, and rushed out of the classroom without looking back...then the spell that lost its magic support lost its effect, and all those things floating in midair fell down again.
The dazed elves who were smashed, shook their heads and grinned at Ron again, screamed, and rushed over.
"What are you doing! The two of them..."
Ron let out a helpless scream of being betrayed and abandoned.
What made him even more desperate was that a large group of elves (who seemed to think that Ron had been protecting this thing, it must be something fun and interesting) jumped at the flask in his arms.
——If I had known earlier, he wouldn’t have kept this thing with me all the time,
I was afraid that other people would smash the flask... Who would have thought that Lockhart would do such a thing.
Ron hurried to Hermione for help.
But she couldn't care less about Ron.
At this time, Neville, who was teetering on the chandelier, finally fell down.
Even the branch-shaped chandelier and the huge flying dragon skeleton hanging from the ceiling were smashed down together.
Fortunately, Hermione quickly waved her wand and rescued Neville, otherwise...
But at the same time... Ron still couldn't stop the elves from violently and relentlessly snatching the flask from him.
A few elves flew in the air, holding the flask and shaking it vigorously, trying to see what the viscous green liquid inside was.
It was about to hit the ground hard...
Ron saw his eye sockets burst and his heart explode.
He couldn't care less about his wand in question at this point.
Taking out the wand, he cast [Levitation Curse], pointing at the flask that was about to hit the ground.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
--boom! (a muffled sound)
Ron looked desperately,
The wand was completely broken from the place where it was bound, and exploded into two pieces. The wand was directly broken into two pieces, and the upper half fell directly through the window to the outside of the classroom, while the lower half in his hand couldn't hold it firmly and fell to the ground. At the same time, a red light was emitted from the broken section of the wand, rushing towards the flask.
--coax!
Immediately, there was another explosion, the flask was completely shattered, and green smoke billowed and flooded the entire classroom in a few seconds.
The familiar stench that made people spiral up in the morning began to tear people's olfactory cells again.
This time, it was a frontal attack in a way of sudden attack...
vomit--
The sound of vomiting, one after another, kept ringing in the classroom.
Subsequently,
All the creatures (the little elves who acted recklessly, arrogantly, and made a fuss in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom all fell to the ground like flying insects sprayed with pesticides)...and in this natural and man-made disaster, the other wizards were not much better, and they all rolled their eyes and passed out.
Oh, by the way, there is another fish that slipped through the net.
In the morning, Simo Fegani, who had just been "baptized" and "influenced", already had a little immunity. He bent down, planed his legs, covered his mouth and nose, looked in horror at those people who fell to the ground like harvested straw, and then fled the classroom in extreme fear.
With a smoky green mist.
What he didn't see was that behind him, the thick green gas slowly began to erode the corridors of Hogwarts like a tide.
The green smoke rises little by little, spreads, and occupies other 'normal' spaces little by little.
The school bell rang.
One side of the classroom was silent, without the slightest sound.
Only thick green mist rolled out from the windows and the cracks in the door, like thick smoke from a fire.
……
at the same time,
In the Transfiguration classroom, Professor McGonagall finally announced the dismissal of the get out of class, and assigned a long paper amidst the students' moaning.
Finally, she twitched her nose twice, sniffed and smelled lightly.
Then said:
"What kind of smell is this! Why...don't you smell it?"
"Did you smell any strange smell...it feels a little familiar!"
The little wizards shook their heads and denied Professor McGonagall's feelings.They packed their things happily, chirping and preparing to open the door and walk out of the classroom.
These ignorant and ignorant professors and little wizard students who are still in the false security don't know what a 'tragic' reality is waiting for them outside the door!
They don't know - the biggest crisis since the founding of Hogwarts has come.
Historically known as_
Hogwarts (HP) Cataclysm! ! !
(End of this chapter)
"Attention everyone... don't talk, you are now going to face the most evil little thing in the wizarding world... What follows is the scariest thing you have ever experienced."
Lockhart lowered his voice and said very seriously.
There was no sound in the classroom, and everyone was staring at the birdcage.
Harry, too, poked his head out from behind the pile of books.
Only McGuffin watched Lockhart's performance with a speechless face.
"Keep quiet and don't make a sound," Lockhart whispered, as if telling some horror story.
"Any sound will irritate..."
He flipped the hood off, then raised his voice dramatically, and continued, "...would piss off the Cornish elf you just caught!"
The cage under the black cloth is about the size of a trash can, and there are a dozen to dozens of elves in it.
But it's not as beautiful as described in Muggle fairy tales.
——some wand-wielding Barbie doll with transparent wings.
The skin of this little thing was blue, about eight feet in size, with a pointed face, sharp claws and fangs, and a voice like a broken trombone, sharp and piercing.
Behind them are two translucent Zoubaba's wings.
Chattering, fighting in the cage, bumping around...
The cage was shaken and vibrated constantly.
After the black cloth was lifted, these elves jumped up and down, shaking the cage, trying to rush out of it, making faces at the little wizard nearby, screaming and threatening them.
Lockhart saw that the little wizard didn't show the frightened look he expected.
(All the little wizards are smiling, even the little witch who worships him is disappointed).
He couldn't help but smile a little.
"Why don't you believe this? These little troublemakers are evil and fierce... They are even more cunning and dangerous than those legendary demons..."
Before he could finish speaking, the elves in the cage broke out into a fight, and two of the slightly older elves were about to pull one of the wings off.
--evil?
These gadgets are not very cute,
— Violence?
It may seem a bit grumpy, but the size of these little things...
Everyone, even Neville, didn't think there was any danger, even he couldn't breathe with laughter.
In particular, the more Lockhart emphasized the danger and difficulty of dealing with these little things, the more the little wizard laughed unscrupulously.
McGuffin thought this was probably the only truth that Lockhart told, but unfortunately no one believed it.
"Well, let's see how you little wizards deal with them!"
In the end, Lockhart annoyed and directly opened the cage, releasing the elf.
This is a big deal.
The elf was running around in the classroom.Two of them directly grabbed Neville, who was laughing wildly, by both ears, and hung him directly on the chandelier above the ceiling.
The biggest elf threw himself directly on Simo Fegani's face, and it was full of small fists, making crackling noises.
Some tore the little wizard's clothes, made them into strips and wrapped them around themselves as clothes, and some even flew around in mid-air, screaming, as if they were showing off to their companions.
This made all the elves more 'violent', and almost half of the little wizards suffered this kind of persecution, especially Neville, who was hanging in the sky, was even more 'horrible', and his clothes were like 'vacuum cloth strips',... It's inconvenient to describe.
Ink bottles, books, paper... All kinds of furnishings in the original classroom were flying around and making a mess.
The original Lockhart's avatar poster with a perfect smile was also 'beheaded' when the two elves were torn apart - split in half!
Lockhart stood still and shouted loudly from the podium, "Don't panic, as long as I'm here, you won't be hurt..."
"Evil and dangerous, but they're just mischievous elves!"
As he spoke, he waved his wand and uttered a very long incantation.
It's a pity that before the chanting was finished, three elves rushed over, snatched the wand directly, and waved it in the air like a stick, hammering that guy Lockhart's head full of bruises.
The things thrown out by the elves in a mess, the little wizard's self-rescue cast a spell... broke the windows of this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
Now it can be said that the entire classroom has completely lost control and... collapsed.
Some of the little wizards hid under the desks after some 'resistance' (casting the spell was useless), and some who were closer to the classroom exit rushed out... However, they were chased out by other elves who pulled their collars and dragged them along the corridor, and they were taken away in a series of screams.
Lockhart finally hid under the podium with his head held.
The situation of almost everyone in the classroom is a bit sad,
Except for the McGuffin who had been prepared for a long time,
He cast a 【Flock of Flying Birds】.
Flocks of golden birds flew out from the tip of the wand and collided with some elves, knocking them down in mid-air.
Hermione on the side skillfully cast [Petrification Curse] and [Freezing Curse].
The two spells were carried out alternately, which solved many elves.
However, there were still some elves taking advantage of the gap to harass her continuously, laughing harshly and tugging at her long fluffy hair.
——It's annoying.
Harry didn't know if it was because after learning about the evil curse of [Laxie Curse] last semester, he felt that it was very effective. He often practiced it in private, but now he is very handy in casting it.
but,
vomit--
A bit of a side effect!
To make a score, it can only be said that every elf who was hit by the [Diarrhea Curse] immediately became in pain, and soon turned into an 'elf jet' that threw the unknown object in mid-air.
and……
--vomit!
Well, the scene is too disgusting!
—— I won’t describe it
——The power of this spell is too strong!
In short, Hermione, and McGuffin hurriedly stopped Harry's 'genius idea' before the scene of disaster spread further.
However, it was a blessing in disguise that after seeing that scene, almost half of the elves looked at Harry in horror, and automatically avoided this guy, seemingly never wanting to approach him again.
Ron, while tightly protecting the flask in his hand, tried every means to hit the elf flying in front of him with his fist.
He didn't care about being hurt at all, for fear of smashing this thing.
—and caused his new wand to disappear.
This made McGuffin look terrified.
——He is because he knows what terrible things will happen if this thing breaks.
He didn't want to experience it again.
Just when he was about to rush to help Ron...
Suddenly, McGuffin felt hot all over—the skin seemed to melt.
A terrifying and familiar feeling came back to him.
This……? ?
McGuffin hurriedly opened the system interface in disbelief and took a look.
……
[Status: Blood Curse (Activated)] (Progress 35% → 38%) (Unicorn blood and unicorn have been suppressed, and are fading, and it is estimated that the erosion rate can be reduced by 5%...
Skipping those interrupted descriptions, he kept pulling the parchment in his mind to the end, and clicked on the branch about the [Blood Curse] column...
The above is as expected——
[Blood Curse: → Activating Transformation]
……
why?
TMD!
Obviously, he has not been reactivated after a summer vacation, nor has he cast ancient magic, nor has he actively used the skills brought by [Blood Curse], nor has he automatically turned into a snake... It stands to reason that the erosion rate should not have increased significantly.
For no reason... or at this time.
McGuffin touched his neck, and small, cold scales gradually spread to his face.
He quickly covered the back of his hand with his robe (scales had appeared there)
McGuffin pulled Harry, who was somewhat depressed and sad now, to him, and said,
"Harry, do me a favor... Hurry up..."
He was horrified to find that what came out of his mouth involuntarily was—a hissing sound, the sound of a snake.
As if spitting out a letter, it was cold and creepy.
However, Harry still didn't react, he was still caught in the bad scene of 'elf spray' and air strike (shi)' that he just created.
He vaguely agreed twice.
"Oh, what's up!?" (same hiss)
When he realized that the words he spoke were also Parseltongue, he immediately tensed up.
Harry quickly turned around and said, "McGuffin, what are you doing! I don't want other people to know..."
He choked on the second half of his words.
Harry saw that McGuffin was acting very strange - he put the black hood on his robes.
And in the black shadow of the hood, the pupils reflected amber light.
"You!!" Harry jumped suddenly, very surprised.
McGuffin didn't talk nonsense, and while Ron and Hermione were still busy dealing with the elves, he pulled Harry to his side, carefully covering the eyes of others, and showed him the bright black scales on the back of his hand.
"McGuffin! You..."
"Stop talking, come with me!" It was still Parseltongue, hissing.
"Go to the women's bathroom on the second floor, there's no one there!" Because no one could understand their conversation, and time was running out, McGuffin directly told Harry the destination, in case he couldn't make it there, he could let Harry sneak him somewhere, so that no one would find out about his current situation.
——McGuffin knew how those wizard parents in the wizarding world would treat him after they found out about his current situation.
There is no discrimination in the mouth, and the law stipulates that,...in fact, it is just the emperor's new clothes.
The situation of those werewolves in the original books... and Harry just has a Parseltongue, look at what those little wizards did to him...
What's more, for an ordinary little Muggle wizard who is not well-known but deeply under the [Blood Curse], those wizard parents will definitely report this matter to the Ministry of Magic...and then expel themselves, and even break their own wands.
——At least now he must hide this secret,
You can't let other people know that you have been hit by the [Blood Curse].
At this time, Ron took the "Weekend with a Werewolf" and knocked unconscious an elf who had been pestering his precious flask.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he hear a strange voice, like fingernails scratching his heart, it was his whole body that was hairy.
When he looked up, he found that McGuffin was wearing a black hood, and he was pulling Harry to leave the classroom in a strange manner.
"You two are too mean, wait for me..." he shouted hastily.
Ron saw McGuffin take out his wand, and with just one wave, almost everything in front of him floated into the air, wastebaskets, stationery, desks, stools... and the goblins who blocked their progress.
——The place in front of me seemed to lose gravity in an instant.
With a few words of admiration in his heart, Ron hurriedly pulled Hermione who was in front of him to leave here.
Unexpectedly, Hermione wanted to stay here.
"Have you finished class yet?" As she spoke, she used a clever casting technique to freeze the three elves together.
"Are you crazy?" Ron asked in disbelief.
But what made him even more unbelievable was that Harry and McGuffin just left themselves like that, and rushed out of the classroom without looking back...then the spell that lost its magic support lost its effect, and all those things floating in midair fell down again.
The dazed elves who were smashed, shook their heads and grinned at Ron again, screamed, and rushed over.
"What are you doing! The two of them..."
Ron let out a helpless scream of being betrayed and abandoned.
What made him even more desperate was that a large group of elves (who seemed to think that Ron had been protecting this thing, it must be something fun and interesting) jumped at the flask in his arms.
——If I had known earlier, he wouldn’t have kept this thing with me all the time,
I was afraid that other people would smash the flask... Who would have thought that Lockhart would do such a thing.
Ron hurried to Hermione for help.
But she couldn't care less about Ron.
At this time, Neville, who was teetering on the chandelier, finally fell down.
Even the branch-shaped chandelier and the huge flying dragon skeleton hanging from the ceiling were smashed down together.
Fortunately, Hermione quickly waved her wand and rescued Neville, otherwise...
But at the same time... Ron still couldn't stop the elves from violently and relentlessly snatching the flask from him.
A few elves flew in the air, holding the flask and shaking it vigorously, trying to see what the viscous green liquid inside was.
It was about to hit the ground hard...
Ron saw his eye sockets burst and his heart explode.
He couldn't care less about his wand in question at this point.
Taking out the wand, he cast [Levitation Curse], pointing at the flask that was about to hit the ground.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
--boom! (a muffled sound)
Ron looked desperately,
The wand was completely broken from the place where it was bound, and exploded into two pieces. The wand was directly broken into two pieces, and the upper half fell directly through the window to the outside of the classroom, while the lower half in his hand couldn't hold it firmly and fell to the ground. At the same time, a red light was emitted from the broken section of the wand, rushing towards the flask.
--coax!
Immediately, there was another explosion, the flask was completely shattered, and green smoke billowed and flooded the entire classroom in a few seconds.
The familiar stench that made people spiral up in the morning began to tear people's olfactory cells again.
This time, it was a frontal attack in a way of sudden attack...
vomit--
The sound of vomiting, one after another, kept ringing in the classroom.
Subsequently,
All the creatures (the little elves who acted recklessly, arrogantly, and made a fuss in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom all fell to the ground like flying insects sprayed with pesticides)...and in this natural and man-made disaster, the other wizards were not much better, and they all rolled their eyes and passed out.
Oh, by the way, there is another fish that slipped through the net.
In the morning, Simo Fegani, who had just been "baptized" and "influenced", already had a little immunity. He bent down, planed his legs, covered his mouth and nose, looked in horror at those people who fell to the ground like harvested straw, and then fled the classroom in extreme fear.
With a smoky green mist.
What he didn't see was that behind him, the thick green gas slowly began to erode the corridors of Hogwarts like a tide.
The green smoke rises little by little, spreads, and occupies other 'normal' spaces little by little.
The school bell rang.
One side of the classroom was silent, without the slightest sound.
Only thick green mist rolled out from the windows and the cracks in the door, like thick smoke from a fire.
……
at the same time,
In the Transfiguration classroom, Professor McGonagall finally announced the dismissal of the get out of class, and assigned a long paper amidst the students' moaning.
Finally, she twitched her nose twice, sniffed and smelled lightly.
Then said:
"What kind of smell is this! Why...don't you smell it?"
"Did you smell any strange smell...it feels a little familiar!"
The little wizards shook their heads and denied Professor McGonagall's feelings.They packed their things happily, chirping and preparing to open the door and walk out of the classroom.
These ignorant and ignorant professors and little wizard students who are still in the false security don't know what a 'tragic' reality is waiting for them outside the door!
They don't know - the biggest crisis since the founding of Hogwarts has come.
Historically known as_
Hogwarts (HP) Cataclysm! ! !
(End of this chapter)
