Chapter 807 Rare Materials

Well, probably mothers have an instinctive aversion to mice. Not to mention the flightless mice, the flying mice should also be caught.

No, no, no, flying mice should be called flying squirrels, bats just have wings.

With these things in his mind, Robert looked seriously and gave his friends a look, "You guys said... what would happen if we fired flares at the dome together... I mean the pyrotechnic spell?"

"Well..." Summers understood instantly. He kicked Stebbins and said righteously, "Of course, you'll know after you try it!"

He spoke the last word very quickly, then raised his wand, pointed it at the ceiling, and fired a red pyrotechnic spell.

At the same time, Robert, Hermione, and Stebbins also fired a firework spell.

However, just as they raised their wands, the door of the auditorium was pushed open from the outside.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape...

A large group of professors came together. They were arguing as they walked, as if they couldn't make up their mind about some difficult problem.

When they opened the door, they saw that their students seemed to be trying to blow up the dome of the auditorium.

Subconsciously, they stopped.

The scene was a bit awkward, but Robert didn't care. He stared at the bats who were frightened by the sudden large-scale explosion of the fireworks spell.

Zhizhizhi——

The bats flew up in a panic. With their superb flying skills, they would naturally not encounter such trivial matters as high-altitude collisions. However, some of the bats seemed to be a little confused. When their claws were loosened, they even forgot to flap their wings and stood straight. of falling down.

"What are you doing?! Mr. Leslie, Miss Granger..." Professor McGonagall had just come to her senses, and wanted to reprimand a few people in a low voice, but she only called two people by their last names, and was shocked to see To a person falling from the sky.

The other person was thin and pale-skinned. He covered his face, his limbs were bent, and he was wailing on the ground in pain.

shock! A living person descended from the sky inside Hogwarts Castle!

This has nothing to do with moral decay, because Hogwarts Castle is not a human being, but in any case, the fact that Brother Lin suddenly fell from the sky has shocked the professors.

"Why is there someone? Is it still on the roof?!" Professor McGonagall subconsciously wanted to raise her head to see if there was anyone else on the dome. However, before she finished speaking, several more people fell down wailing and fell around the auditorium, rolling in pain. ,moan.

Seeing this, Professor Snape said angrily, "I think these students want to play a game with us before the professors arrive. These people are the helpers they invited to scare people, but they just happened to be killed by us." Cracked.”

The professors all changed their faces after hearing this. No one liked students who challenged the professor's authority.

Professor Sprout naturally would not sit back and watch her students being hated. She glared at Professor Snape and said, "Speak carefully! Think about it before you speak!"

Professor Snape, who sneered and wanted to say some trash talk, was choked to death.

As the largest supplier of medicinal materials in the entire Corrupt Kingdom, Professor Sprout is quite confident when facing any potion master.

Dare you not give me face? Believe it or not, your supply of medicinal materials will be cut off!

"You can take your friends and leave, Mr. Leslie." Professor Snape, who was angry but did not dare to get angry, glared at Robert, as if he was looking at a sworn enemy, "You have nothing to do here. .”

Robert looked at the vampires rolled into a ball on the ground, and his eyes lit up, "Really? Then I will take them all away?" His cheerful tone was like picking up a million gold galleons for nothing.

Hermione choked and secretly tugged on his clothes, telling him to pay attention to his appearance.

Summers' expression was also indescribably wonderful, looking at Professor Snape with the eyes he looked at the silly son of a landowner.

I heard that the reason Mr. Professor’s black hair is always greasy is because he is poor and cannot afford shampoo.

But now it seems that maybe this is the willfulness of rich people?

Only Stebbins, an honest man, asked happily, "Really? Professor! Thank you so much! I heard that vampires are very precious magic materials from head to toe. If you don't mind, can you tell me how? Ensure the freshness of the materials..."

"Pfft -" Robert laughed out loud. My dear friend, please spare them. Didn't you see those "precious materials" and you were so frightened that you didn't even dare to cover your eyes?

"Vampire?!" The impact of this fact was a bit big. Professor Snape didn't react for a while. After he smoothed his thoughts, his expression looked like he had just received Robert's holiday gift-a strawberry-filled scarab. Chocolate - the same as before, twisted and ferocious.

That's the feeling of heartache.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout exclaimed and quickly squatted down to inspect the people on the ground.

After a while, the vampires who were tied up by the Five Flowers gave up their resistance under the gaze of the professors, but did not say a word.

Anyway...

Wizards have no good way to deal with them.

Spells like exorcising evil do have some effect on dark creatures, but only a little.

For powerful vampires, wizards' spells are like tickling.

It's just that these vampires underestimated the professors and also underestimated themselves.

Being tortured by the professors to the point of ecstasy, the vampires only said that they had reached some agreement with Voldemort, but they didn't know what it was.

"Okay, you all go back to sleep. The house elves have prepared snacks in your bedrooms." Professor Sprout shooed the little wizards out of the auditorium. meal!"

The little wizards turned back three times with resentful eyes, unwilling to leave.

Professor McGonagall couldn't help scolding, "These are not things you students who have not yet graduated should listen to! Leave now!"

But she might have misunderstood something. Stebbins looked at her innocently and reminded, "Professor, it's not because of that..."

"What is that?" Professor McGonagall waved her hand impatiently, "No matter what you want to know, it won't work. You are all tired. Go back and rest."

"Our materials!" Stebbins said loudly, pointing at the vampires who were being stared at by the professors. "Professor Snape said that these materials are all ours!"

Snapped!

Stebbins was slapped on the head, and the one who slapped him was naturally Professor Sprout. The professor looked at his troubled student with a black look on his face, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Give it to me." Go back and rest!!!"

The little wizards ran away in a panic, as if there was an evil dragon standing behind them.