Chapter 77 Tempest
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 77 Tempest
When McGuffin closed her eyes and was melancholy, Mrs. Penrad came back from her office.
"Principal Dumbledore!" She looked annoyed, "It's been more than half an hour now! Haven't you guys finished talking yet?"
"Everyone here needs to rest, including you, Professor Snape!"
"Okay, okay, let's go outside the corridor to talk about what happened tonight, Professor Snape." Dumbledore pulled Snape and the two outside.
McGuffin could tell just by the sound of Mrs. Penrad's breathing—she was in a bad mood, and even so she went to each little wizard's bed to check that they were really asleep.
McGuffin closed his eyes, thinking about all the information he had just heard.
It's about to crack!
In the corridor outside, Snape limped along with that leg, his mouth twitching in pain.
Dumbledore was waiting for him under a chandelier ahead.
"Why did you tell that little wizard who pretended to be asleep..." Snape said, taking two quick steps.
Just now Snape found that McGuffin was not asleep, and wanted to leave here or wake up the little wizard, but Dumbledore stopped his action with his eyes, and used words to guide him to tell the past that he didn't want to recall.
"This little wizard needs to understand the bloody meaning that the name Voldemort really represented back then, and what they may face in the future is not just Voldemort, and we probably won't be able to shelter them for long..."
"They need to grow up, they need to know what they're going to face, they have to be prepared..."
"The storm is coming...Snape! I don't know how long Hogwarts can shield them from the storm..." Dumbledore sighed inexplicably!
……
"The storm is coming..." Voldemort let out a piercing sneer, as if he had a premonition just like Dumbledore, but he was more excited about the coming chaos, and wanted to be resurrected quickly and have his own body.
On the other hand, after reporting to Voldemort what he saw today, Quirrell raised questions.
"Master, why did you lock up that little wizard so much?"
"Idiot...don't you understand?...How could those little wizards...stop the giant monster who fell into the madness of the magic power,...Moreover, Dumbledore deliberately took away the wand...and asked not to tell the idiots of the Ministry of Magic...The most important thing is that the four little wizards are mana exhaustion...How could this be a coincidence....I didn't expect an unexpected harvest...war magic. Heh! This news has been revealed...a storm is coming..."
Voldemort's voice was even weaker. It seemed that the spellcasting on the second floor really made him lose his vitality.
"What's more... that funny little guy... seems to have seen my true face..."
"How is it possible, master, that is just a little wizard who is not even in the first grade, how is it possible, master!" Quirrell's words were full of doubts.
"Are you questioning me?" Voldemort asked Quirrell sharply.
"No, no, master, I'm just wondering how this little wizard is possible? Even Snape or Dumbledore haven't found you yet!" Quirrell eagerly defended with fear, and his words didn't match up.
"Stop talking about that idiot Snape... Do you really think Dumbledore doesn't know I'm... at Hogwarts?"
"Dumbledore knows that Master is here?" Quirrell's words were full of surprise and disbelief.
"He arranged the Philosopher's Stone in the school...Harry Potter is entering school this year...doesn't doubt that you're here...do you think it's all a coincidence? Dumbledore arranged everything I needed...to test my current state...and I now undoubtedly need the Philosopher's Stone to revive myself...As always, my Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is still the same..."
"As long as you are not caught by him...Dumbledore will not do anything to you based on guesswork..."
"Now you have to use the Duel Tournament...to guide that little wizard...to talk to him...to understand why he can see me...and what is the war magic..."
"And go to the Forbidden Forest to look for unicorns... I have to recover some energy..."
"About the level, take your time...the Philosopher's Stone will be put in it eventually..."
After Voldemort had given his all orders, he paused to expend his remaining strength by not speaking.
……
After Mrs. Penrad left, McGuffin lay on the bed tossing and turning, thinking about what he had just heard, without falling asleep.
These messages woke him up coldly.
The more I know, the more scared I feel from the bottom of my heart!
"Why are there so many things that hate me, stab me in the back - what kind of hatred does this place have with me, what kind of resentment!"
"First, Voldemort and I were eye-catching, and then some kind of war magic? (McGuffin has a feeling that this unexpected way of casting a spell has something to do with his wand and the fragment of Voldemort's soul on Harry...)"
After thinking for a long time, there is no way to solve these things, and my brain hurts.
"I still don't have the strength, otherwise..."
He had no choice but to turn on the system to check the tasks and see if he could quickly improve his strength.
To McGuffin's surprise—out of nowhere, a mission had been completed.
[Name: Blood Feud] (Thanks to Mr. Troll for his big fart!)
[Mission: Take revenge on Snape and make him bleed]
【Only blood can calm the anger】
[Reward: Talent - Magic Burst Fragment 1/3]
[Note: The Great Wizard Has No Enemies Series [-]]
→【Completed】
→ Obtain [Magic Burst Fragment 1/3]
After knowing what happened tonight and hearing Dumbledore's story about the explosion of magic power, McGuffin did not dare to underestimate the talent for the explosion of magic power, but it was still useless to him now.
2/3 of the fragments of the magic burst will not work at all, and the fragments of the mana return, these are just fragments, who knows when the sand sculpture system will refresh the tasks related to rewards.
For the McGuffin who continues to improve his strength now, it's just invisible and intangible.
After this task is completed, on the panel, McGuffin now has talent point-type tasks: [Friends of Voldemort] [Need to Fly - Sky Broom] [Flitwick's King Pesticide] three, the rewards are quite a lot of talent points.
It's a pity that the only thing that can be realized or achieved in time is the [Professor Flitwick's Glory of the King], and those who are too sandy are purely for fun (the task of the broomstick can't be completed according to his relevant talents), or the task of self-death (the task of Voldemort, McGuffin can't hide in time, how can he come to the door by himself.)
There is also the mission to duel with Malfoy, the reward is the magic return fragments, I don't know if it is useful.
McGuffin wasn't going to miss the Christmas duel this time.
This Nima stretched his head and retracted his head with a knife, and the world was full of pits—for his physique that was a little troublesome.
He finally understood it—you must get up, and you must quickly improve your strength to be king.
"Next, we must find a way to trigger and complete more tasks!!"
(End of this chapter)
When McGuffin closed her eyes and was melancholy, Mrs. Penrad came back from her office.
"Principal Dumbledore!" She looked annoyed, "It's been more than half an hour now! Haven't you guys finished talking yet?"
"Everyone here needs to rest, including you, Professor Snape!"
"Okay, okay, let's go outside the corridor to talk about what happened tonight, Professor Snape." Dumbledore pulled Snape and the two outside.
McGuffin could tell just by the sound of Mrs. Penrad's breathing—she was in a bad mood, and even so she went to each little wizard's bed to check that they were really asleep.
McGuffin closed his eyes, thinking about all the information he had just heard.
It's about to crack!
In the corridor outside, Snape limped along with that leg, his mouth twitching in pain.
Dumbledore was waiting for him under a chandelier ahead.
"Why did you tell that little wizard who pretended to be asleep..." Snape said, taking two quick steps.
Just now Snape found that McGuffin was not asleep, and wanted to leave here or wake up the little wizard, but Dumbledore stopped his action with his eyes, and used words to guide him to tell the past that he didn't want to recall.
"This little wizard needs to understand the bloody meaning that the name Voldemort really represented back then, and what they may face in the future is not just Voldemort, and we probably won't be able to shelter them for long..."
"They need to grow up, they need to know what they're going to face, they have to be prepared..."
"The storm is coming...Snape! I don't know how long Hogwarts can shield them from the storm..." Dumbledore sighed inexplicably!
……
"The storm is coming..." Voldemort let out a piercing sneer, as if he had a premonition just like Dumbledore, but he was more excited about the coming chaos, and wanted to be resurrected quickly and have his own body.
On the other hand, after reporting to Voldemort what he saw today, Quirrell raised questions.
"Master, why did you lock up that little wizard so much?"
"Idiot...don't you understand?...How could those little wizards...stop the giant monster who fell into the madness of the magic power,...Moreover, Dumbledore deliberately took away the wand...and asked not to tell the idiots of the Ministry of Magic...The most important thing is that the four little wizards are mana exhaustion...How could this be a coincidence....I didn't expect an unexpected harvest...war magic. Heh! This news has been revealed...a storm is coming..."
Voldemort's voice was even weaker. It seemed that the spellcasting on the second floor really made him lose his vitality.
"What's more... that funny little guy... seems to have seen my true face..."
"How is it possible, master, that is just a little wizard who is not even in the first grade, how is it possible, master!" Quirrell's words were full of doubts.
"Are you questioning me?" Voldemort asked Quirrell sharply.
"No, no, master, I'm just wondering how this little wizard is possible? Even Snape or Dumbledore haven't found you yet!" Quirrell eagerly defended with fear, and his words didn't match up.
"Stop talking about that idiot Snape... Do you really think Dumbledore doesn't know I'm... at Hogwarts?"
"Dumbledore knows that Master is here?" Quirrell's words were full of surprise and disbelief.
"He arranged the Philosopher's Stone in the school...Harry Potter is entering school this year...doesn't doubt that you're here...do you think it's all a coincidence? Dumbledore arranged everything I needed...to test my current state...and I now undoubtedly need the Philosopher's Stone to revive myself...As always, my Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is still the same..."
"As long as you are not caught by him...Dumbledore will not do anything to you based on guesswork..."
"Now you have to use the Duel Tournament...to guide that little wizard...to talk to him...to understand why he can see me...and what is the war magic..."
"And go to the Forbidden Forest to look for unicorns... I have to recover some energy..."
"About the level, take your time...the Philosopher's Stone will be put in it eventually..."
After Voldemort had given his all orders, he paused to expend his remaining strength by not speaking.
……
After Mrs. Penrad left, McGuffin lay on the bed tossing and turning, thinking about what he had just heard, without falling asleep.
These messages woke him up coldly.
The more I know, the more scared I feel from the bottom of my heart!
"Why are there so many things that hate me, stab me in the back - what kind of hatred does this place have with me, what kind of resentment!"
"First, Voldemort and I were eye-catching, and then some kind of war magic? (McGuffin has a feeling that this unexpected way of casting a spell has something to do with his wand and the fragment of Voldemort's soul on Harry...)"
After thinking for a long time, there is no way to solve these things, and my brain hurts.
"I still don't have the strength, otherwise..."
He had no choice but to turn on the system to check the tasks and see if he could quickly improve his strength.
To McGuffin's surprise—out of nowhere, a mission had been completed.
[Name: Blood Feud] (Thanks to Mr. Troll for his big fart!)
[Mission: Take revenge on Snape and make him bleed]
【Only blood can calm the anger】
[Reward: Talent - Magic Burst Fragment 1/3]
[Note: The Great Wizard Has No Enemies Series [-]]
→【Completed】
→ Obtain [Magic Burst Fragment 1/3]
After knowing what happened tonight and hearing Dumbledore's story about the explosion of magic power, McGuffin did not dare to underestimate the talent for the explosion of magic power, but it was still useless to him now.
2/3 of the fragments of the magic burst will not work at all, and the fragments of the mana return, these are just fragments, who knows when the sand sculpture system will refresh the tasks related to rewards.
For the McGuffin who continues to improve his strength now, it's just invisible and intangible.
After this task is completed, on the panel, McGuffin now has talent point-type tasks: [Friends of Voldemort] [Need to Fly - Sky Broom] [Flitwick's King Pesticide] three, the rewards are quite a lot of talent points.
It's a pity that the only thing that can be realized or achieved in time is the [Professor Flitwick's Glory of the King], and those who are too sandy are purely for fun (the task of the broomstick can't be completed according to his relevant talents), or the task of self-death (the task of Voldemort, McGuffin can't hide in time, how can he come to the door by himself.)
There is also the mission to duel with Malfoy, the reward is the magic return fragments, I don't know if it is useful.
McGuffin wasn't going to miss the Christmas duel this time.
This Nima stretched his head and retracted his head with a knife, and the world was full of pits—for his physique that was a little troublesome.
He finally understood it—you must get up, and you must quickly improve your strength to be king.
"Next, we must find a way to trigger and complete more tasks!!"
(End of this chapter)
