Chapter 35 Vincent's Theorem
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The basic principle of the illusion spell is to cover the object with a liquid made of magic.
They completely refract light, thus achieving the so-called invisibility effect.
Of course Vincent didn't dare to try on himself.
His wand tapped the stone wall beside the stairs.
The liquid constructed by magic power seeped in little by little.
Just when the twins thought they were going to succeed, the entire stone wall shook violently.
"Shet!"
Vincent immediately pulled them up and ran up.
After the "boom", the twins swallowed subconsciously.
Facing the cold wind blowing in from the hole below, the two stared blankly at the little wizard who shook his head in disappointment.
The author, Miranda Gosack, never expected that there would be a first-year little wizard secretly learning the Disillusionment Curse!
This stone wall died too unjustly.
"who is it--"
The terrifying roar from the bottom of the stairs scared the three of them and ran up as if they had lost their souls.
"Have you brought all your textbooks?"
"Huhu—bring—bring them all."
The three people who escaped safely back to the common room were all panting to varying degrees.
Even though Vincent, who was the fastest runner, had the best physical fitness, after a failed disillusionment spell and a burst of cosmic explosions, he was a little tired.
Seeing him running faster and faster, Fred and George gritted their teeth and chased him several times.
After such a comparison, they all discovered the benefits of excellent physical fitness.
The Owl Club must be done, and it must be done in a special way!
"The headmaster won't agree so quickly."
"If there is a chance, we will rush him?"
"Don't!" Vincent said with a nervous expression, "I'm not ready yet."
"Merlin, we all hope to pass the application as soon as possible..."
Both Fred and George closed their eyes and made a wish.
"Continue tomorrow?"
"See you soon."
Filch, who was outside the dormitory door, followed Mrs. Norris' guidance to the portrait of the fat lady.
"Did a student go in just now?"
"No."
With such a decisive reply, he had no choice but to come to the Ravenclaw dormitory on the other side.
"How do you prove that something exists?"
Filch didn't answer the eagle knocker's question.
He leaned over and sniffed the door.
"Which bad student is making trouble..."
"It must be the twins!"
Since he is no longer in the dormitory, it is very likely that he is hiding somewhere else.
The fourth floor, the east and the west, were the first things he thought of.
……
……
After taking a shower, Vincent returned to the dormitory and glanced at the three roommates first.
Neville snored from sleep.
James lay flat on the bed with his head buried under the pillow.
The remaining Alfred had cotton stuffed in his ears, and his sleeping position was also the most pleasing to the eye.
He slammed the door shut and opened the window seeing no response from the three of them.
"Cuckoo fly-"
He held his right hand high and waited for more than two minutes.
"The summoning spell is amazing, it won't blow up anything even if it fails..."
He who was muttering to himself didn't know that a ball of brown fur was flying towards him.
"Cuckoo fly-"
After repeating it three or four times, Vincent was sure that this spell was very special to him.
As long as you find the reason, maybe the next time you fail to cast a spell, you won't blow up anything.
"Cuckoo-"
He looked out the window when he heard the noise.
Before he had time to react, Gu Gu hit him on the forehead.
After bouncing off, it slammed down again.
Vincent crouched down with his head in his arms, negating the conclusion just now.
It's not that the summoning spell is too special, but that he succeeded in using it for the first time.
He can only blame himself for being too deep in the cuckoo of smashing five or six times in a row, and forgot the key condition of weight.
"Phantom Curse... I can't blow myself up, can I?"
After eating the dried fish, Gugu wobbled away.
Calling it over in the middle of the night without saying anything, how dare you use it for experiments?
It was cooing all the way, definitely swearing in owl language.
Feeling that he understood, Vincent aimed at Leif who jumped to the windowsill.
It subconsciously shook its head, then jumped into Neville's arms at an extremely fast speed.
"let's talk tomorrow."
Vincent had no choice but to go to bed obediently.
This night, he had another dream.
In the dream, the grown-up Harry holds a gun in both hands, and shoots a bunch of peanuts at the bald socket man.
"Ron! This thing is much better than a wand!"
Harry's utterly demented expression woke him up.
The sun is already shining through the window.
The three roommates were still sound asleep.
Vincent shook his head, shaking the dream out of his mind.
It was really terrible that the savior of the magic world would treat the Dark Lord who had come back like this.
During the whole herbal medicine class in the morning, he was thinking about whether to send Harry two small things for self-defense.
Even when he recalled that the dream came from a spoof picture, he still thought it was a very reasonable spoof.
"What happened to you today?"
After class, Neville patted his arm, "Professor Sprout looked at you first every time he asked a question."
"Probably didn't sleep well."
James has been tilting his neck since he woke up, "Neville, do you know how loud your sleep is?"
Alfred took out two balls of cotton from his school robe, "Shall I share half with you?"
Vincent declined his offer.
"Yes, Neville, can you be quieter when you sleep?"
Neville, who was accused by the three, shrank his neck back, "I—I don't know how to make it smaller."
"How about keeping your mouth shut?"
"It's too cruel."
"I just said it's better to stuff cotton."
"Go away, this thing is covered with your earwax."
The four talking and laughing came to the Charms classroom.
It smells fresh and has no smell at all.
After finishing this class, only the astronomy class in the evening is left today.
They were always the first ones to come and saw Crabbe cleaning the classroom.
The two Vincents looked at each other from a distance.
"Wayne, don't be too happy."
Crabbe ran out disheartened.
Wayne didn't care about the harsh words.
Sometimes he felt that Master Malfoy's two younger brothers were not very smart.
If these two pure-blood families are inbreeding, there is really a very high possibility.
"My grandma said that only the Gaunt family is like this here."
Neville shook his body subconsciously, "It's been like this for many years, they are all crazy."
"Like Gormley Gaunt?"
"Correct."
Vincent thought of the witch recorded in "History of Magic", and shook his body accordingly.
Because the sister's family often helped their Muggle neighbors, the witch actually burned the two of them to death.
Even if the surviving niece was brought up by her, she was determined not to allow him to accept Muggle-born Hogwarts to go to school.
Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.
Her sane niece fled, even taking the heirloom wand with her.
When she learned that her niece had founded the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the New World, she immediately killed her.
The result is unknown, anyway, the wand that Gaunt inherited from Salazar Slytherin has remained unknown until now.
……
……
They completely refract light, thus achieving the so-called invisibility effect.
Of course Vincent didn't dare to try on himself.
His wand tapped the stone wall beside the stairs.
The liquid constructed by magic power seeped in little by little.
Just when the twins thought they were going to succeed, the entire stone wall shook violently.
"Shet!"
Vincent immediately pulled them up and ran up.
After the "boom", the twins swallowed subconsciously.
Facing the cold wind blowing in from the hole below, the two stared blankly at the little wizard who shook his head in disappointment.
The author, Miranda Gosack, never expected that there would be a first-year little wizard secretly learning the Disillusionment Curse!
This stone wall died too unjustly.
"who is it--"
The terrifying roar from the bottom of the stairs scared the three of them and ran up as if they had lost their souls.
"Have you brought all your textbooks?"
"Huhu—bring—bring them all."
The three people who escaped safely back to the common room were all panting to varying degrees.
Even though Vincent, who was the fastest runner, had the best physical fitness, after a failed disillusionment spell and a burst of cosmic explosions, he was a little tired.
Seeing him running faster and faster, Fred and George gritted their teeth and chased him several times.
After such a comparison, they all discovered the benefits of excellent physical fitness.
The Owl Club must be done, and it must be done in a special way!
"The headmaster won't agree so quickly."
"If there is a chance, we will rush him?"
"Don't!" Vincent said with a nervous expression, "I'm not ready yet."
"Merlin, we all hope to pass the application as soon as possible..."
Both Fred and George closed their eyes and made a wish.
"Continue tomorrow?"
"See you soon."
Filch, who was outside the dormitory door, followed Mrs. Norris' guidance to the portrait of the fat lady.
"Did a student go in just now?"
"No."
With such a decisive reply, he had no choice but to come to the Ravenclaw dormitory on the other side.
"How do you prove that something exists?"
Filch didn't answer the eagle knocker's question.
He leaned over and sniffed the door.
"Which bad student is making trouble..."
"It must be the twins!"
Since he is no longer in the dormitory, it is very likely that he is hiding somewhere else.
The fourth floor, the east and the west, were the first things he thought of.
……
……
After taking a shower, Vincent returned to the dormitory and glanced at the three roommates first.
Neville snored from sleep.
James lay flat on the bed with his head buried under the pillow.
The remaining Alfred had cotton stuffed in his ears, and his sleeping position was also the most pleasing to the eye.
He slammed the door shut and opened the window seeing no response from the three of them.
"Cuckoo fly-"
He held his right hand high and waited for more than two minutes.
"The summoning spell is amazing, it won't blow up anything even if it fails..."
He who was muttering to himself didn't know that a ball of brown fur was flying towards him.
"Cuckoo fly-"
After repeating it three or four times, Vincent was sure that this spell was very special to him.
As long as you find the reason, maybe the next time you fail to cast a spell, you won't blow up anything.
"Cuckoo-"
He looked out the window when he heard the noise.
Before he had time to react, Gu Gu hit him on the forehead.
After bouncing off, it slammed down again.
Vincent crouched down with his head in his arms, negating the conclusion just now.
It's not that the summoning spell is too special, but that he succeeded in using it for the first time.
He can only blame himself for being too deep in the cuckoo of smashing five or six times in a row, and forgot the key condition of weight.
"Phantom Curse... I can't blow myself up, can I?"
After eating the dried fish, Gugu wobbled away.
Calling it over in the middle of the night without saying anything, how dare you use it for experiments?
It was cooing all the way, definitely swearing in owl language.
Feeling that he understood, Vincent aimed at Leif who jumped to the windowsill.
It subconsciously shook its head, then jumped into Neville's arms at an extremely fast speed.
"let's talk tomorrow."
Vincent had no choice but to go to bed obediently.
This night, he had another dream.
In the dream, the grown-up Harry holds a gun in both hands, and shoots a bunch of peanuts at the bald socket man.
"Ron! This thing is much better than a wand!"
Harry's utterly demented expression woke him up.
The sun is already shining through the window.
The three roommates were still sound asleep.
Vincent shook his head, shaking the dream out of his mind.
It was really terrible that the savior of the magic world would treat the Dark Lord who had come back like this.
During the whole herbal medicine class in the morning, he was thinking about whether to send Harry two small things for self-defense.
Even when he recalled that the dream came from a spoof picture, he still thought it was a very reasonable spoof.
"What happened to you today?"
After class, Neville patted his arm, "Professor Sprout looked at you first every time he asked a question."
"Probably didn't sleep well."
James has been tilting his neck since he woke up, "Neville, do you know how loud your sleep is?"
Alfred took out two balls of cotton from his school robe, "Shall I share half with you?"
Vincent declined his offer.
"Yes, Neville, can you be quieter when you sleep?"
Neville, who was accused by the three, shrank his neck back, "I—I don't know how to make it smaller."
"How about keeping your mouth shut?"
"It's too cruel."
"I just said it's better to stuff cotton."
"Go away, this thing is covered with your earwax."
The four talking and laughing came to the Charms classroom.
It smells fresh and has no smell at all.
After finishing this class, only the astronomy class in the evening is left today.
They were always the first ones to come and saw Crabbe cleaning the classroom.
The two Vincents looked at each other from a distance.
"Wayne, don't be too happy."
Crabbe ran out disheartened.
Wayne didn't care about the harsh words.
Sometimes he felt that Master Malfoy's two younger brothers were not very smart.
If these two pure-blood families are inbreeding, there is really a very high possibility.
"My grandma said that only the Gaunt family is like this here."
Neville shook his body subconsciously, "It's been like this for many years, they are all crazy."
"Like Gormley Gaunt?"
"Correct."
Vincent thought of the witch recorded in "History of Magic", and shook his body accordingly.
Because the sister's family often helped their Muggle neighbors, the witch actually burned the two of them to death.
Even if the surviving niece was brought up by her, she was determined not to allow him to accept Muggle-born Hogwarts to go to school.
Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.
Her sane niece fled, even taking the heirloom wand with her.
When she learned that her niece had founded the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the New World, she immediately killed her.
The result is unknown, anyway, the wand that Gaunt inherited from Salazar Slytherin has remained unknown until now.
……
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