Chapter 737

Solim didn't care if Raymond and his brother got into a fight with someone else, in his opinion, even if it was a fight, it wasn't his own business, Ogle would deal with it, if he couldn't handle it, it wouldn't make a difference if he showed his head. It's better to think about what the Transfiguration technique just revealed.

Truth be told, Ogle's Transfiguration had scared Solim just now.

In the field of Transfiguration, there is a taboo that is not taboo, and that is that Transfiguration should not be performed on others. Any transfiguration that is performed on the human body theoretically falls under the category of "malicious deformation". Just like Barty Jr. turning Draco into a stoat, or Solim turning Umbridge into a humanoid toad, these are typical malicious transformations.

And what did Ogle just do? He used malicious transformation to give Solim a "normal" change in appearance. It's like using a sharp knife to get someone manicure, and maybe the wrong posture in the blink of an eye can have serious consequences.

The fact that Ogle was able to do so easily only showed one thing: his mastery of magic had reached its peak.

Solim's ability to control magic is also at the level of a monster in the eyes of others, not to mention him now, even the control he has shown in the Triwizard Tournament is already a height that many adult wizards cannot reach in their lifetime. But compared to Ogle, Solim is really nothing.

Solim is quite confident in spells and transfiguration, and even though he is not yet an adult, Solim believes that he has a say in both of these areas, which he focuses on. In Solim's opinion, his own old man is at least two grades higher than him in terms of magic control ability.

What is the concept of two grades higher?

The new students who have just entered Hogwarts are two grades behind Solim in Transfiguration, so in this comparison, in front of Ogel, Solim is equivalent to a freshman who knows nothing about Transfiguration......

This gave Solim a deep sense of frustration, and compared to these truly powerful wizards, Solim knew that there was still a long way to go.

Upstairs, Solim found that the scene he had imagined was not the same: tables and chairs had been overturned, and there were still a few people lying on the ground...... On the contrary, not to mention that the table was lifted, not even a single piece of glass was visible on the floor. The two groups of people were honestly sitting in the two areas at this time, and they seemed to be distinct.

Still, there were traces of a fight - Charles, for example, had three narrow cuts in his face, apparently cut by his fingernails.

"Wow, look, who's coming-" Solim's voice gave Solim goosebumps, "It's so surprising that the famous orcs would show up-"

Solim was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, Ogle's name is a homonym for Orc-Ork, but Solim was a little puzzled, the concept of "orc" does not exist in the wizarding world.

"You shameless bedbugs, do you really have no memory at all?" Ogle's mood did not fluctuate because of the title, but faintly threatened: "Last time, because the place was wrong, I let you go, do you think I will let you leave alive this time?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong. The leader stood up and lifted the hood over his head, revealing a very pale face.

Solim could tell at a glance that this guy was a vampire.

"We're not here to fight you this time. The lead vampire banged on the table with his pointed nails, or rather, "pierced" the table.

"That's interesting, could it be that I just had a problem with my ear?"

"You can't blame us. The vampire said, "These two of your sons rushed up on their own, and I was almost hit by them." "

"Dogs" is undoubtedly talking about Raymond and his brother Charles.

"You stinky bat!" Charles spat hard, but he didn't make any more moves.

"Ogle—"

Tom, the same one who greeted Raymond when Solim and the others came in, was still sitting at the bar as if he hadn't moved.

Ogle turned his face to him.

"You know the rules. Tom shrugged, "Besides...... It's almost time to start, and I don't think it's appropriate for you to go out and fight at this point, right?"

Almost starting? What is about to start?Solim surveyed his surroundings, trying to find any clues.

"Yo, new faces. The vampire noticed Solim behind Ogel, "Or is it — there's actually an 'old face' under that face?"

Solim involuntarily looked at the vampire's pale face, then noticed the scarlet eyes.

"Oh, eyes I haven't seen before. The vampire tugged at the corners of his mouth, then looked at Ogle, "I don't care what tricks you're going to play tonight, I've got to get my hands on that-"

"Whatever you want. Ogle replied casually, beckoning to the werewolf brothers, "Let's find a place." "

"It really should be a different place, there's always a stench in the places where these damn bats have been. "

Charles's words sent the vampires to their feet en masse, and Solim even felt the hooded ones breathe a lot heavier.

"Knock, knock, knock. "

Tom took his glass and knocked on the bar impatiently.

"I said you - it's okay to quarrel, don't blame me for being rude. "

The leading vampire raised his right hand and pressed it down, and the remaining vampires sat back honestly. This made Solim suddenly curious about the owner of the bar, also known as "Tom".

As for the fighting power of vampires, Solim thinks he has some knowledge of it. Like werewolves, some rely purely on talent and body to fight, while others, rarer individuals, can use magic as long as they have a wand in their hand. And this type of vampire is very difficult, their magic is very different from that of wizards, due to their habits, they have a unique advantage in using black magic.

There were more than a dozen vampires present, even if they were just the kind of guys who could only rely on their bodies to fight, they were still a force to be reckoned with, and these guys who were not easy to mess with at first glance were honest because of a word.

Solim looked at Tom, who was sitting at the bar, and Tom was also perceptive, immediately aware of Solim's gaze, and smiled and raised his glass to him.

"Very sharp guy. Solim mentally labeled the bar owner here.