Chapter 589 HP's Unexpected Path? !
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 589 HP's Unexpected Path? !
Am I...
Have you both crossed over again?
McGuffin was stunned.
The scene in front of him was unbelievable, but what surprised him even more was behind——
McGuffin remembered that in the first grade, the only thing Professor McGonagall taught was to turn matches into needles... some similar simple transfiguration spells.
And now...
"Please, little wizards... remember how to use the Cruciatus Curse..."
"The first point is... when you swing the wand, you need to sting and shake, and at the end you need to dexterously hook..."
Professor McGonagall's words echoed in McGuffin's ears,
He and Ron Dean and other students in front of him were joking with each other,
It sounds like they are very familiar with the Cruciatus Curse, and have started a very heated discussion...
These words gradually turned into indistinct noises filling the surroundings of McGuffin.
His eyes widened and his jaw almost hit the table.
What a joke!
— Cruciatus Curse!
'Has someone cast an enchantment on me? '
Obviously, this happened unmistakably in front of McGuffin, and this matter is still going on...
"Then... who can tell us, what else do we need besides correct casting and chanting..." Professor McGonagall said very 'seriously'.
"Oh, Miss Hermione Granger! You answer!"
"We need to be ruthless and decisive..." Hermione stood up excitedly and shouted.
"Oh, that's right...that's it..." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.
"Fart is decisive and courageous..."
McGuffin looked at the teacher and student's 'God's answer' very painfully, "...that's such a ghost!"
He didn't know what was going on in the world right now.
But even without thinking, he knew that everything was wrong, very wrong.
"Well, the Cruciatus Curse is one of the most complicated and dangerous spells in all your courses at Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said. "Anyone who tries to desert my class will pay a heavy price...I warned you..."
"Harry Potter!"
Professor McGonagall suddenly shouted.
Amidst Hermione's snickering laughter for a long time, McGuffin came to his senses and realized that he was calling himself.
He hurriedly stood up and said stumblingly.
"Teach-professor!"
I don't know if it's an illusion, but McGuffin always feels a dangerous expression on Professor McGonagall's face.
It made him feel that Professor McGonagall somehow had a feeling similar to Snape.
What she said next proved that this guess was correct.
"It seems that our famous Harry Potter...the lucky boy who once defeated the Dark Prince...doesn't take this lesson seriously!?"
McGuffin felt bad, and hurriedly stammered and explained, "No, no, it's not like this..."
"Just right, let's start the classroom practice!"
"what!"
McGuffin looked up at Professor McGonagall.
this means--
"Yes, Potter, come out, and you, Miss Granger, too... You two, show me how to use the Cruciatus Curse."
There was an explosion among the students, and everyone talked excitedly.
McGuffin moved himself onto the podium with difficulty, and confronted Hermione each with their wands drawn.
'She shouldn't hit herself hard, right? ' thought McGuffin.
"Hermione, this is the Cruciatus Curse...you..." He smiled at Hermione, trying to be friendly.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
A ray of blood came head-on.
"what--"
McGuffin's screams had just rang out halfway before his vision went dark.
Before he could react, the scene in front of him disappeared, and his surroundings completely changed.
In a daze, he heard an extremely smug laugh.
……
McGuffin shook his head and blinked hard.
I saw that I had returned to the dormitory.
Ron was sitting on his bed, unpacking a Chocolate Frog.
His expression was full of anticipation.
There were other people resting on the other four-poster beds, and one of them looked very tired and was fast asleep on his side with his head covered.
'By the way, what was he doing just now? '
McGuffin gradually regained consciousness.
Recalling the fear of being dominated by that [Crusa Cruciatus Curse].
'Damn, damn, are those guys crazy? '
McGuffin cursed hysterically in his heart, "And Hermione, this guy actually cast the Cruciatus Curse on me..."
Thinking, thinking... He suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He turned his head and looked out of the window, the moon and stars had already faded.
'Wait, it was still broad daylight, in Professor McGonagall's class...'
'It doesn't matter whether she is teaching the Cruciatus Curse or not, it suddenly became like this, what happened to the dormitory suddenly. '
'Isn't it a second time travel...or is he himself under some enchantment spell?Or in some illusionary illusion that is as real as it is illusory...'
Just as McGuffin was thinking about what was going on, he wanted to look at the system in his mind to confirm whether his guess was true.
Ron screamed suddenly, breaking the silence in the dormitory.
And startled the MacGuffin too,
He turned to look at Ron.
The guy was holding up a golden chocolate frog card with both hands high, screaming tremblingly,
"Wow! Golden Echo..."
"What! What card!"
It wasn't Ron who was most excited, but the blond boy who jumped off the four-poster bed in the corner and rushed over.
—Draco Malfoy!
McGuffin saw this for a moment... the male version of Malfoy was still a little uncomfortable.
It took a while to realize who he really was.
——Why did this guy appear here! ?
Draco Malfoy stared at the golden card in Ron's hand with envy and hatred on his face, and said sourly, "Damn the Emperor of Europe... a Zero Krypton Party actually..."
"...Clearly saying that fifty draws are guaranteed... This is cheating, absolutely cheating...I don't believe it!"
Click it.
MacGuffin's jaw dropped.
He stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief...
Ron, Dean, and Neville, they and Malfoy got together and had a very friendly and heated discussion,
'...What is the guarantee of ten consecutive draws... There must be a sense of ritual before drawing. According to legend, a small bala bala spell can increase luck...'
Among them, Malfoy had a jealous and unwilling expression, and kept murmuring that when he got the pocket money for next month, he insisted on a hundred draws, and made a miracle with all his strength... There must be some response, such as swiping the red spider five or something.
This caused everyone to burst into laughter, filling the dormitory with a certain kind of cheerful atmosphere.
McGuffin didn't understand what they were laughing at. He was completely out of tune with the atmosphere here, and looked very embarrassed.
Malfoy was a little annoyed by Ron's laughter, he turned and left there angrily, and sat on the bed again.
Then I saw McGuffin froze in place,
Then he exclaimed aloud, in great astonishment,
"Harry! What are you still doing here? It's almost curfew... why don't you hurry back to Slytherin..."
"Ah!...Ah? Ah? What..."
"I?"
McGuffin pointed to himself, and it took him a long time to understand this sentence with a huge amount of information.
"That's right, who else but you..."
"This has been a tradition at Hogwarts for hundreds of years... In order to promote the reconciliation and communication of students between colleges... every month... the four colleges will send exchange students to live in their respective colleges for a period of time."
"Didn't you forget again... It's your turn to exchange colleges with Malfoy this month?"
Ron came over and explained it as a matter of course.
"Okay, hurry up... If Filch catches you, don't you want to be assigned to the 'Azkaban Academy'?...Only the losers who are caught will enter there..."
Speaking of Filch, McGuffin saw a trace of fear on the faces of everyone in the dormitory.
When he didn't understand what was going on.
"That's right, even a guy like Neville hates it..." Malfoy also nodded with a little fear on his face, and added.
"Why do you involve me!" Neville complained very dissatisfied.
Listening to the words of these guys, McGuffin felt that his head was being hammered eighty times, forty with a small hammer, his head was full of gold stars, and he was dizzy.
No idea what they were talking about.
'What is the Academy of Azkaban?Has the Azkaban business already reached here?When did Hogwarts have a fifth house? '
Dizzy, McGuffin was pulled and pushed by Ron and Malfoy, and sent out of the Gryffindor dormitory with 'good intentions',
Go outside the portrait passage in the common room.
With a creak, the Fat Lady's portrait slowly closed behind the MacGuffin.
"Little wizard, be careful!"
After reminding her in a low voice, she covered half of her face with a fan.
As if he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
And McGuffin was stunned for a while, and a voice suddenly sounded loudly from the side.
"Night tour!"
"Ha! I got you—"
Before McGuffin could react, a muscular man in a black windbreaker rushed over and lifted him up.
This guy was tall, and his black windbreaker was almost torn by his muscles.
Bulky.
MacGuffin sees—
A naked head appeared in front of my eyes.
His face was full of flesh and blood, full of fierceness.
A gangster style.
It took McGuffin a long time to recognize who he was from that rather familiar face.
"Filch... Mr. Filch?"
He screamed in disbelief.
Ok!
Now MacGuffin understood why everyone mentioned Filch in such a frightened manner.
This kind of devilish muscular man... whoever puts it on him, no matter who encounters him, will feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.
McGuffin struggled feebly,
He was dragged by Filch like a chicken, all the way from the corridor to his office, screaming again and again.
Just when he was thinking desperately whether he was about to meet the legendary Academy of Azkaban...
McGuffin seemed to hear another sneer.
The scene disappears again.
……
McGuffin stood behind Hermione.
This is the auditorium on the first floor of Hogwarts. The original long dining table has disappeared.
Instead, in the middle of the auditorium, long gold-plated lines separated one oval after another.
A layer of aurora-like colors stood above those fields, as if there was a layer of translucent air walls there.
Hundreds of candles were floating above the auditorium, illuminating the place, and the ceiling became as black as velvet.
The whole school came, shoulder to shoulder, everyone holding their own wands, their faces full of excitement, and they lined up in a huge line along the walls.
On the other end, Percy Weasley was sitting at a table with a serious expression, counting everyone's registration with a pen.
Among the twittering crowd, Hermione said anxiously, "I don't know who my opponent is...I hope this month...my own duel score can be ranked in the top ten of the five colleges, so that I can keep my total credits at the top of my age."
Ron rolled his eyes, ignoring Hermione's Versailles speech.
Turning around and winking at Harry, "Harry, this time I got a lot of very powerful gadgets from George and Fred, which will definitely overwhelm you... Your [Ava Pit Big Melon] is too much a test of your own luck... To be honest, you might as well switch to Snapping A."
"What's so powerful... Could it be? George Fred and the others also sold you the fireworks?"
Jordan Lee from behind came over and interjected.
"Ah, you too..."
"Me too!" Dean raised his hand in front of him and responded.
"Who else!" Hermione yelled.
Rich Malfoy raised his hand too.
"Those two guys..." Everyone gritted their teeth and searched for traces of the twins.
What can McGuffin do about this?
He didn't know what happened at all... He could only nod his head to cooperate with everyone, making a look of righteous indignation.
To be honest, McGuffin was somewhat used to the ups and downs of scene changes.
And depending on the situation, this is a school-wide duel competition,
It was like the event he had experienced as McGuffin Albert in his memory when he was in the first grade.
While McGuffin echoed the crowd,
There was a commotion from behind the crowd.
"There are top ten (dominant) bosses in the school coming!"
"What, who?" Everyone was no longer in a hurry to trouble the twin brothers.
They all looked back.
Then I saw a relatively simple and honest little wizard, who squeezed over from bursts of boos!
There is a little turtle on his head.
It was Neville Longbottom, and his little friend Rifle.
"Hmph, tui—"
All the students, no matter if they are senior or junior, all... have bad luck and depression on their faces.
Even professors are like this.
They couldn't help booing Neville.
"The tortoise is a badass...even if I win everyone in this kind of duel...I won't approve of it."
"Dueling with this guy, I can be so angry! I would rather admit defeat, and I don't want to meet this guy after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse..."
Everyone was discussing and staring at Neville with strange eyes.
But he didn't care, Shi Shiran walked up to Percy and signed his name.
This is the privilege of getting the top ten results (seed players) in the school-wide duel competition last month...
However, it is clear that no one recognizes what Neville has achieved now.
The duel match begins.
Everyone was randomly allocated into the venue one by one in order.
McGuffin looked at the green lights flying all over the field, and the sound of Awakeng Dagua's incantations everywhere, his heart was full of blood, and his eyes almost fell off again.
But at the same time, thinking again, this world...what the hell is going on with all this?
And myself... Do you really want to duel with these 'monsters' later?
He was extremely flustered!
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Am I...
Have you both crossed over again?
McGuffin was stunned.
The scene in front of him was unbelievable, but what surprised him even more was behind——
McGuffin remembered that in the first grade, the only thing Professor McGonagall taught was to turn matches into needles... some similar simple transfiguration spells.
And now...
"Please, little wizards... remember how to use the Cruciatus Curse..."
"The first point is... when you swing the wand, you need to sting and shake, and at the end you need to dexterously hook..."
Professor McGonagall's words echoed in McGuffin's ears,
He and Ron Dean and other students in front of him were joking with each other,
It sounds like they are very familiar with the Cruciatus Curse, and have started a very heated discussion...
These words gradually turned into indistinct noises filling the surroundings of McGuffin.
His eyes widened and his jaw almost hit the table.
What a joke!
— Cruciatus Curse!
'Has someone cast an enchantment on me? '
Obviously, this happened unmistakably in front of McGuffin, and this matter is still going on...
"Then... who can tell us, what else do we need besides correct casting and chanting..." Professor McGonagall said very 'seriously'.
"Oh, Miss Hermione Granger! You answer!"
"We need to be ruthless and decisive..." Hermione stood up excitedly and shouted.
"Oh, that's right...that's it..." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.
"Fart is decisive and courageous..."
McGuffin looked at the teacher and student's 'God's answer' very painfully, "...that's such a ghost!"
He didn't know what was going on in the world right now.
But even without thinking, he knew that everything was wrong, very wrong.
"Well, the Cruciatus Curse is one of the most complicated and dangerous spells in all your courses at Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said. "Anyone who tries to desert my class will pay a heavy price...I warned you..."
"Harry Potter!"
Professor McGonagall suddenly shouted.
Amidst Hermione's snickering laughter for a long time, McGuffin came to his senses and realized that he was calling himself.
He hurriedly stood up and said stumblingly.
"Teach-professor!"
I don't know if it's an illusion, but McGuffin always feels a dangerous expression on Professor McGonagall's face.
It made him feel that Professor McGonagall somehow had a feeling similar to Snape.
What she said next proved that this guess was correct.
"It seems that our famous Harry Potter...the lucky boy who once defeated the Dark Prince...doesn't take this lesson seriously!?"
McGuffin felt bad, and hurriedly stammered and explained, "No, no, it's not like this..."
"Just right, let's start the classroom practice!"
"what!"
McGuffin looked up at Professor McGonagall.
this means--
"Yes, Potter, come out, and you, Miss Granger, too... You two, show me how to use the Cruciatus Curse."
There was an explosion among the students, and everyone talked excitedly.
McGuffin moved himself onto the podium with difficulty, and confronted Hermione each with their wands drawn.
'She shouldn't hit herself hard, right? ' thought McGuffin.
"Hermione, this is the Cruciatus Curse...you..." He smiled at Hermione, trying to be friendly.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
A ray of blood came head-on.
"what--"
McGuffin's screams had just rang out halfway before his vision went dark.
Before he could react, the scene in front of him disappeared, and his surroundings completely changed.
In a daze, he heard an extremely smug laugh.
……
McGuffin shook his head and blinked hard.
I saw that I had returned to the dormitory.
Ron was sitting on his bed, unpacking a Chocolate Frog.
His expression was full of anticipation.
There were other people resting on the other four-poster beds, and one of them looked very tired and was fast asleep on his side with his head covered.
'By the way, what was he doing just now? '
McGuffin gradually regained consciousness.
Recalling the fear of being dominated by that [Crusa Cruciatus Curse].
'Damn, damn, are those guys crazy? '
McGuffin cursed hysterically in his heart, "And Hermione, this guy actually cast the Cruciatus Curse on me..."
Thinking, thinking... He suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He turned his head and looked out of the window, the moon and stars had already faded.
'Wait, it was still broad daylight, in Professor McGonagall's class...'
'It doesn't matter whether she is teaching the Cruciatus Curse or not, it suddenly became like this, what happened to the dormitory suddenly. '
'Isn't it a second time travel...or is he himself under some enchantment spell?Or in some illusionary illusion that is as real as it is illusory...'
Just as McGuffin was thinking about what was going on, he wanted to look at the system in his mind to confirm whether his guess was true.
Ron screamed suddenly, breaking the silence in the dormitory.
And startled the MacGuffin too,
He turned to look at Ron.
The guy was holding up a golden chocolate frog card with both hands high, screaming tremblingly,
"Wow! Golden Echo..."
"What! What card!"
It wasn't Ron who was most excited, but the blond boy who jumped off the four-poster bed in the corner and rushed over.
—Draco Malfoy!
McGuffin saw this for a moment... the male version of Malfoy was still a little uncomfortable.
It took a while to realize who he really was.
——Why did this guy appear here! ?
Draco Malfoy stared at the golden card in Ron's hand with envy and hatred on his face, and said sourly, "Damn the Emperor of Europe... a Zero Krypton Party actually..."
"...Clearly saying that fifty draws are guaranteed... This is cheating, absolutely cheating...I don't believe it!"
Click it.
MacGuffin's jaw dropped.
He stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief...
Ron, Dean, and Neville, they and Malfoy got together and had a very friendly and heated discussion,
'...What is the guarantee of ten consecutive draws... There must be a sense of ritual before drawing. According to legend, a small bala bala spell can increase luck...'
Among them, Malfoy had a jealous and unwilling expression, and kept murmuring that when he got the pocket money for next month, he insisted on a hundred draws, and made a miracle with all his strength... There must be some response, such as swiping the red spider five or something.
This caused everyone to burst into laughter, filling the dormitory with a certain kind of cheerful atmosphere.
McGuffin didn't understand what they were laughing at. He was completely out of tune with the atmosphere here, and looked very embarrassed.
Malfoy was a little annoyed by Ron's laughter, he turned and left there angrily, and sat on the bed again.
Then I saw McGuffin froze in place,
Then he exclaimed aloud, in great astonishment,
"Harry! What are you still doing here? It's almost curfew... why don't you hurry back to Slytherin..."
"Ah!...Ah? Ah? What..."
"I?"
McGuffin pointed to himself, and it took him a long time to understand this sentence with a huge amount of information.
"That's right, who else but you..."
"This has been a tradition at Hogwarts for hundreds of years... In order to promote the reconciliation and communication of students between colleges... every month... the four colleges will send exchange students to live in their respective colleges for a period of time."
"Didn't you forget again... It's your turn to exchange colleges with Malfoy this month?"
Ron came over and explained it as a matter of course.
"Okay, hurry up... If Filch catches you, don't you want to be assigned to the 'Azkaban Academy'?...Only the losers who are caught will enter there..."
Speaking of Filch, McGuffin saw a trace of fear on the faces of everyone in the dormitory.
When he didn't understand what was going on.
"That's right, even a guy like Neville hates it..." Malfoy also nodded with a little fear on his face, and added.
"Why do you involve me!" Neville complained very dissatisfied.
Listening to the words of these guys, McGuffin felt that his head was being hammered eighty times, forty with a small hammer, his head was full of gold stars, and he was dizzy.
No idea what they were talking about.
'What is the Academy of Azkaban?Has the Azkaban business already reached here?When did Hogwarts have a fifth house? '
Dizzy, McGuffin was pulled and pushed by Ron and Malfoy, and sent out of the Gryffindor dormitory with 'good intentions',
Go outside the portrait passage in the common room.
With a creak, the Fat Lady's portrait slowly closed behind the MacGuffin.
"Little wizard, be careful!"
After reminding her in a low voice, she covered half of her face with a fan.
As if he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
And McGuffin was stunned for a while, and a voice suddenly sounded loudly from the side.
"Night tour!"
"Ha! I got you—"
Before McGuffin could react, a muscular man in a black windbreaker rushed over and lifted him up.
This guy was tall, and his black windbreaker was almost torn by his muscles.
Bulky.
MacGuffin sees—
A naked head appeared in front of my eyes.
His face was full of flesh and blood, full of fierceness.
A gangster style.
It took McGuffin a long time to recognize who he was from that rather familiar face.
"Filch... Mr. Filch?"
He screamed in disbelief.
Ok!
Now MacGuffin understood why everyone mentioned Filch in such a frightened manner.
This kind of devilish muscular man... whoever puts it on him, no matter who encounters him, will feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.
McGuffin struggled feebly,
He was dragged by Filch like a chicken, all the way from the corridor to his office, screaming again and again.
Just when he was thinking desperately whether he was about to meet the legendary Academy of Azkaban...
McGuffin seemed to hear another sneer.
The scene disappears again.
……
McGuffin stood behind Hermione.
This is the auditorium on the first floor of Hogwarts. The original long dining table has disappeared.
Instead, in the middle of the auditorium, long gold-plated lines separated one oval after another.
A layer of aurora-like colors stood above those fields, as if there was a layer of translucent air walls there.
Hundreds of candles were floating above the auditorium, illuminating the place, and the ceiling became as black as velvet.
The whole school came, shoulder to shoulder, everyone holding their own wands, their faces full of excitement, and they lined up in a huge line along the walls.
On the other end, Percy Weasley was sitting at a table with a serious expression, counting everyone's registration with a pen.
Among the twittering crowd, Hermione said anxiously, "I don't know who my opponent is...I hope this month...my own duel score can be ranked in the top ten of the five colleges, so that I can keep my total credits at the top of my age."
Ron rolled his eyes, ignoring Hermione's Versailles speech.
Turning around and winking at Harry, "Harry, this time I got a lot of very powerful gadgets from George and Fred, which will definitely overwhelm you... Your [Ava Pit Big Melon] is too much a test of your own luck... To be honest, you might as well switch to Snapping A."
"What's so powerful... Could it be? George Fred and the others also sold you the fireworks?"
Jordan Lee from behind came over and interjected.
"Ah, you too..."
"Me too!" Dean raised his hand in front of him and responded.
"Who else!" Hermione yelled.
Rich Malfoy raised his hand too.
"Those two guys..." Everyone gritted their teeth and searched for traces of the twins.
What can McGuffin do about this?
He didn't know what happened at all... He could only nod his head to cooperate with everyone, making a look of righteous indignation.
To be honest, McGuffin was somewhat used to the ups and downs of scene changes.
And depending on the situation, this is a school-wide duel competition,
It was like the event he had experienced as McGuffin Albert in his memory when he was in the first grade.
While McGuffin echoed the crowd,
There was a commotion from behind the crowd.
"There are top ten (dominant) bosses in the school coming!"
"What, who?" Everyone was no longer in a hurry to trouble the twin brothers.
They all looked back.
Then I saw a relatively simple and honest little wizard, who squeezed over from bursts of boos!
There is a little turtle on his head.
It was Neville Longbottom, and his little friend Rifle.
"Hmph, tui—"
All the students, no matter if they are senior or junior, all... have bad luck and depression on their faces.
Even professors are like this.
They couldn't help booing Neville.
"The tortoise is a badass...even if I win everyone in this kind of duel...I won't approve of it."
"Dueling with this guy, I can be so angry! I would rather admit defeat, and I don't want to meet this guy after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse..."
Everyone was discussing and staring at Neville with strange eyes.
But he didn't care, Shi Shiran walked up to Percy and signed his name.
This is the privilege of getting the top ten results (seed players) in the school-wide duel competition last month...
However, it is clear that no one recognizes what Neville has achieved now.
The duel match begins.
Everyone was randomly allocated into the venue one by one in order.
McGuffin looked at the green lights flying all over the field, and the sound of Awakeng Dagua's incantations everywhere, his heart was full of blood, and his eyes almost fell off again.
But at the same time, thinking again, this world...what the hell is going on with all this?
And myself... Do you really want to duel with these 'monsters' later?
He was extremely flustered!
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(End of this chapter)
