A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Glop let out a deafening roar, and Felix's ears buzzed.

"Hiss~" He took two steps back and shook his head for a while. This voice is too loud.

Hagrid stepped forward to try to reassure him, but Glop seemed to be mad. He waved his arms wildly, staggering under his feet, trying to break free from the rope on his ankle, but the rope was so strong that he struggled for a few moments. He didn't break free, so he vented his bad temper to Hagrid.

"Oh, my goodness." Hermione exclaimed.

Glop's fist hit Hagrid firmly, and Hagrid had no defense, and fell to the ground on his back. Glop wanted to continue his attack, "Hey! Big guy!" Sirius shouted at him, a flash of red light bounced off Glop's rough skin.

Glop yelled and leaped towards them, "Bang!" He tripped over the rope, the ground seemed to tremble, a bird's nest on a towering pine tree fell apart, and Sirius swallowed.

Sirius approached and said, "Felix, if you don't stop him, I can only use a powerful spell."

"The rope is very strong," Felix said, suspecting that Dumbledore might have used it.

"Don't—" Hagrid rolled over and sat up, clutching his nose and said, blood snaking down his fingers. He said vaguely: "Little Glop, obedient, they are not malicious."

Felix’s eyes glowed with silver light, and the air suddenly shook violently, like mist on a boiling cauldron—Harry had a similar feeling. It was during the second event of the Championship. In the Black Lake, I witnessed a large block of lake water shaking violently, causing the surrounding scenery to become unreal.

It's the same now.

But this change came and went quickly, and the wrinkles in the air were quickly smoothed. He looked at Professor Haipu, and the wand in his hand relaxed subconsciously. The silver light in the professor's eyes hadn't gone out yet, and the fragmented magic text was like a star ring, revolving around the light blue pupil, which showed that he had indeed done something.

Harry looked eagerly into the clearing again, squinting his eyes, feeling that everything around him was not normal. It's as if... the position has shifted.

Glop got up from the ground agilely, his movements were much faster than he looked, and his strength was quite amazing. He picked up an uprooted pine tree easily, waved it, and the leaves rattled with ease. It's like twisting a small wooden stick.

He quickly found the target.

'Hagrid' didn't know when he stood up. He looked intact. He opened his arms and rushed forward, encircling Glop's waist and pushing back desperately. Glop wanted to break away, but Hagrid couldn't die. Let go, this completely angered the already angry giant——

His only sanity disappeared, and his powerful arms raised high, "Bang!"

A few people on the scene jumped their eyelids following Glop’s movements, Glop hit, and the trunk hit Hagrid’s head firmly. The soil splashed like a bomb, but Glop vented his anger regardless. He roared "huhu he he" in his mouth. He waved his hand and smashed it, knocking the surrounding ground down a few inches.

"Professor! Hagrid, he—" Harry didn't care about the irrationality just now, he wanted to rush up, the wand in his hand condensed a fierce light.

"I'm here," said a voice, and Harry's eyes widened, looking at Hagrid who suddenly appeared from the air, speechless in surprise. The air rippled like water waves, and Glop's shadow in the distance was strangely distorted, which made him look even uglier.

Hagrid clutched his nose with a very strange expression, especially when he saw another scene where he was beaten violently, the corner of his injured mouth twitched.

Sirius squinted his eyes and observed carefully, "This is an illusion? It does not exist alone, but even the environment has changed. If you look closely, you can still find flaws, airflow, touch..." He spit a little, and shook his wrist. , "But it's perfect to deal with opponents who lose their minds."

"Awesome." Ron said in awe.

Harry agreed.

Hermione asked suspiciously, "It doesn't seem to be a mere illusion?"

That false ‘Hagrid’ had endured a lot of Glop’s fists, and even the trunk was broken in two. It was just that he almost smashed the land around Hagrid, but that Hagrid was still safe and sound, stopping Glop's footsteps time and time again.

Normal illusions cannot do this.

"professor?"

"You're right." Felix nodded. He showed the real picture. Glop’s opponent is not Hagrid, but a silver, swelling shadow—"Patron saint?" Harry was stunned. He also practiced this magic during the holidays. Little progress, but still did not expect that the patron saint could become an entity.

"I combined the power of the Mind House, so that it temporarily possessed entities." Felix explained.

He didn't use the Mind House to pull people and bombard them with magic. After all, Glop and the Dark Wizard are still somewhat different, maybe they are potential friendly units? He was not sure about it, but more importantly, he wanted to try his newly acquired abilities.

He has dragged the thinking house into reality more than once. It can be as small as a model of a few buildings, such as the Snow Corridor during the Quidditch World Cup, the Sword Fort in Diagon Alley, or the book collection behind the door of Thinking House; it is large enough to bring the non-magical world closer to the non-magical world when giving a speech at the Ministry of Magic. The development of the millennium was compressed to a few seconds, or during the private battle with Voldemort, he used the thinking cabin and the patron saint to assist in positioning, and used the instant kill tactics more quickly...

Until in Ollivander’s wand shop, when Felix held a wand that was in perfect harmony with his blood, roots, and emotions, he instinctively used memory magic, and the picture constructed in his brain was more relaxed and more direct. The way appears in reality, and then covers the real scenes in reality.

Warren was the first one to win. In those few days, it often walked around and found that it was lost: the office carpet at Jianbao in Diagon Alley was suddenly replaced by a maze of building blocks. It only took a few days from the initial incompetence to the enthusiastic use of building blocks to build a "sniffing castle".

I was just trying before, and today is the first battle for the Mind House to cover the real world.

Felix waved his hand, and the patron saint finally disappeared. It is still unable to contend with the power of giants, at best bluffing, and'behave' strong enough, but in fact, Glop was misled and stopped by himself.

In Glop’s mind, the nosy "little man" was finally knocked down by him. He punched a few more times in desperation. It was this man who brought him to a strange environment. Yesterday he found a white man. Bearded Douding completely trapped him with a wave of his hand. It is difficult to find out the reason with his wisdom. He just suffocated his anger. After waking up, he found the culprit stabbed him with a small wooden stick...

After venting, his pitiful wisdom and reason came back, he was a little worried, and stopped.

That little dwarf is also good, find him food, talk to him, and look at him with wet eyes. Glop doesn't reject this look. And he can faintly feel that there seems to be a blood connection between the two, a younger brother who is shorter than him?

A dense forest nearby has become very quiet ~ www.readwn.com ~ even the sound of insects and the rustling of leaves are gone.

In Gropp's eyes, Hagrid was lying motionless on the ground. He carefully picked up the branch Hagrid had just awakened, and poked Hagrid, who did not exist. Of course Hagrid didn't move. Glop was anxious, stepped forward and pulled him, Hagrid disappeared into a ball of light.

Glop: "..."

He sat on the ground in a daze, and couldn't figure it out. Glop used his limited wisdom to judge that Little Shorty was killed by him.

"Ha~Ge~er." The giant growled low.

Hagrid danced happily, "He remembered me, remembered my name! Did you see it? I taught him." He looked at Felix eagerly, "Let me pass," he said.

Felix hesitated, "Hagrid, he may not be safe."

"It's okay, let me pass." Hagrid said firmly.

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