infodatos Chapter 144 1 wave after 1 wave
Chapter 144 1 wave after 1 wave
Chapter 144 One after another
Ash's office was still so quiet, and the history of magic course was simple and popular, and Ash, who had reduced his lesson preparation time, had more energy to study spells.
"Soul arrow shooting."
Ash flicked his wand lightly, and a silver-blue arrow hit the Cornish elf flying around, knocking it to the ground with ease.
"The power is still a bit low." Ash found that the power of Biheim's soul magic dropped by almost one-third after being enchanted. It is not known whether it was because of the loss of soul transformation or other reasons.
Soul arrows that could easily kill Cornish elves can only wound them now, and magic that can easily pierce armor can only leave dents.
Dissatisfied... Ash can be said to be very dissatisfied, without the terrifying power, Rodland's magic seems to lose its flavor.
But fortunately, using Rodland's way to release magic directly is much more powerful...
Thinking, Ash lifted the struggling elf, then raised his wand, "Avada..."
"Bang bang."
"Professor Embers, are you there?"
There was a knock on the office door, and Ash frowned slightly as he watched the struggling elf, but Ash couldn't refuse the familiar voice after thinking for a long time.
Therefore, he could only say helplessly, "Please come in."
"Professor Embers...you are..." Walka walked into the room and looked at the elf in Ash's hand for a moment, "Professor, are you going to change your pet?"
Ash was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "What's the matter?" Thanks to Worka, the relationship with Ash is pretty good. If it was Miss Grange this morning, he would probably just pretend to be dead.
"It's such a professor." Woka also saw that Ash seemed to be doing some research, and she said hastily: "I've almost read that notebook, but there are still some problems that I don't understand."
Ash nodded slowly and said, "Then have you sorted out the problem?"
"Professor here." Woka skillfully handed Ash a small notebook, and obediently put the honey candy on the table.
After a few glances, Ash said, "I see. I'll give it back to you in the next History of Magic class." After all, it's time for the experiment, so I can't stop thinking.
"Thank you, Professor Embers." Woka nodded with a smile, and then left quickly. There seemed to be other students waiting for her at the door.
"I just said Professor Embers would help me, right Qiu..."
As the voice faded away, Ash put the notebook on the table and brought up the elf again.
Originally, he planned to use a killing spell to take it away, but was interrupted by Woka and lost his thoughts. Ash knocked it unconscious with a "faint" shot, and then took a tape measure and began to measure the size of the wound.
"It's deeper than I thought..." Ash found that the place hit by the Soul Arrow curse had lightning-like patterns, which spread around the wound just like tattoos.
This phenomenon has existed since the first experiment, and this is what Ash doesn't understand the most.
"Bang bang."
Lord Gwen... The magic wand in Ash's hand is shining with a dazzling green light...
Who is this?
"Professor, are you there?"
It was the voices of the Weasley brothers, their voices revealed a little anxious, but also a little strange.
"Please come in." Ash looked coldly at the two people who walked into the office. They each held a broom in their hands. It was obvious that they had just finished Quidditch training.
Ash just looked at the two of them indifferently, and didn't speak. Although the green light on the wand was dim, it still had a faint brilliance.
"Ahem..." George felt the cold air pressure, coughed awkwardly and said, "It's like this...Professor Embers...we are about to start the first Quidditch match."
"Therefore! We hope that you can help us out before then!" Fred didn't feel the weird pressure at all, he said with a smile, "Angelina told us that Professor Snape is going to take advantage of the opportunity to organize a few Gryffindor players."
Ash frowned slightly, but for some reason, he felt that Snape could really do this...
But what do these two people mean?
"We're not like those Slytherins, begging the professor to put someone else in confinement." Fred continued, "We're just begging the professor to talk to Snape... let him, restrain himself."
"Pfft." Anna in the portrait laughed. She looked at the two of them cheerfully. At this time, she came to Ash to talk about this... Maybe she was waiting to be rejected.
"No time." Ash said, "Why don't you go to Professor McGonagall."
"Professor McGonagall recently went to Diagon Alley to order wizard chess..." Fred said, his information was obviously well-informed, "According to the boss, Professor McGonagall ordered a two-meter-sized piece."
"Chess piece?" Ash thought for a few seconds. He guessed that it was Mag's arrangement to protect the Philosopher's Stone... These two guys can be regarded as reminding Ash that he should also think clearly about his topic within a month.
Ash was silent for a while, and he waved his hand to reject the two Mr. Weasleys.
"Professor Snape wouldn't do that." As he spoke, he flicked his wand and the two red-haired boys flew out with brooms.
Every time I come here, there is nothing good... Ash thought it was because they had figured out something new, but it turned out that they bothered him because of this kind of thing.
But yes, I can't let others disturb my research all the time.
Ash pondered and walked to the door, then flicked his wand, and locked the wooden door with mimicry. Of course, it only seemed to be locked, but in fact it was just closed normally.
In this way, no one should knock on the door to ask questions, right?
Seeing that the time had already settled in the afternoon, Ash felt that he should start his own research as soon as possible.
He had to study carefully what the lines around the elf's wound were.
"Avada Kedavra."
After the Weasley brothers left, Ash became interested in using the Killing Curse again. He killed the sleeping elf, and then picked up the tweezers and the knife on the table to get to work.
He wanted to cut off the location of the pattern and study it carefully. Although it sounded bloody, it actually just made Anna tsk.
Ever since Ash helped her remake the portrait, she has become more and more free. When she has nothing to do, she is bickering with Phil, watching Ash doing research, and occasionally commenting.
That is to say a few words, Ash can guarantee that if she said a few more words, he would not mind taking that weak soul into his pocket.
……
"Harry, have you heard that the Quidditch trials will start next week!" Ron said excitedly, he was very interested in this.
"George and Fred are both home Quidditch batsmen!" Ron raised the textbook in his hand as if it was his bat.
"I'm sure, I can also join the academy team!"
"Joining the academy team is not easy." Hermione said, she seemed to know Harry and Ron as well, and would always get together with them when she had nothing to do.
"What is Quidditch?" Harry looked at Ron in bewilderment, "I've never heard of it."
"Let me do it..." Ron had just opened his mouth when Hermione said, "It's a bit like Muggle football."
"As long as the ball is scored in the opponent's goal, it is a victory."
Hermione's explanation was simple, and she didn't seem to know much about it. She started telling Harry about the history of Quidditch, which she was more interested in.
"Impolite guy." Ron curled his lips at her "show off" behavior, but he just muttered, and only Harry, who was closest to him, could hear him clearly.
Harry didn't have much resistance, anyway, he was all unfamiliar knowledge to him.
Asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a recommendation ticket~ It’s already the end of the month~ All the tickets that everyone doesn’t want are given to Gugu**? (﹡o﹡)
(End of this chapter)