Glory To Slytherin

Professor Flitwick narrowed his eyes comfortably.

It seemed that the scene of winning the duel championship that year appeared again, and it felt as comfortable as drinking a whole glass of butter beer.

He seemed to be lying on an endless grass, the blue sky was washing, and the breeze was blowing, almost blending with nature.

Seeing Professor Flitwick's intoxicated appearance, Ulysses smiled. This kind of spell is not too challenging for him. He took out the blue-eyed white dragon and thought hard.

He wanted to engrave the magic pattern on the card and manifest the blue-eyed white dragon through the power of the magic pattern.

However, although this idea is simple, it requires extremely high technology conditions. He must ensure the stability of the magic line circuit, and this requires extremely stringent magic spells and transformation techniques.

In his previous life, he was enthusiastic about the monsters that could appear in Yu-Gi-Oh. It's just that, after all, it is a virtual scene created by projection technology, which can only play a role in watching or scaring people.

But now that he is in a magical world, he naturally has greater ambitions and pursuits.

As Ulysses was thinking about where to start, a loud noise not only interrupted his thoughts, but also awakened Professor Flitwick.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the center of the classroom, and the light of the curse continued to erupt. A Slytherin student was chasing his companion to fight.

The companion hugged his head, and kept shouting:

"Wake up! Eric! Are you crazy?"

Eric's eyes were red, and it seemed that the other party and him had a vengeance for killing his father, and he roared and said:

"Why did you come to class without washing your hair! Don't you know I hate sloppy people the most?"

The person being chased has a bitterness, but the heart said that I wash a ghost's hair in the morning, can I blame me for the oily head? He just wanted to defend himself, but was almost hit by the oncoming tripping curse, he could only continue to dodge in the classroom in embarrassment, and the students on the way had to dodge sideways.

"Excited."

Professor Flitwick didn't seem to react yet, Ulysses raised his wand and gave the Slytherin student a happy curse.

Eric, who was just like a violent bull, calmed down, smiled, and murmured:

"So happy, so warm..."

The chased Slytherin student wiped a cold sweat and cast a grateful look at Ulysses.

Professor Flitwick finally understood what had happened, and he said with a smile:

"Look, if the spell fails, the opponent will become irritable and difficult to subdue. Thanks to Mr. Lestrange, the perfect happiness spell, I haven't had such a good mood for a long time. Slytheringa very!"

Everyone looked at Ulysses with an awe-inspiring look.

Failure to cast spells is not an exception in the classroom. On the contrary, no student can succeed the first time he casts the spell, but the sequelae are not so serious.

And the curse of the transfer student can make Professor Flitwick full of praise. What does this show?

Ulysses remained indifferent. He had seen this look many times in Boothbarton, and had long been used to it.

"Others keep practicing!"

After Professor Flitwick yelled, he came to Ulysses to sit down and asked curiously.

"Mr. Lestrange, is this a new toy in the magic world?"

"No, Professor Flitwick, this is a card game for ordinary people."

After Ulysses replied, there was a sudden flash of inspiration, and he asked expectantly, "Professor, do you know any advanced curing spells?"

Professor Flitwick is a famous master of spells, so it's not wrong to ask him for advice in this regard.

"Curing Curse? Why did it suddenly come to this? This is a very unpopular curse..."

Professor Flitwick’s white eyebrows trembled, his chest straightened, and he proudly said, "But you can be considered the right person. In Hogwarts, no one knows the spell better than I... except Dumbledore. ."

Having said this, Professor Flitwick came to be interested and recalled:

"When I was young, I worked as a foundry for a period of time-you know, the craftsmanship of the fairies has always been the best in the world. Everyone praised the magic items I made. The long sword I used when I won the duel contest. I forged it myself..."

"..."

Ulysses listened to Professor Flitwick recalling his glorious past, and stopped talking.

"I'm sorry, it's too far. When forging, magic Treasures stones are usually embedded to gain the power of Ascension weapons. Although most goblins can make gems and weapons tightly connected, there are still some materials that are incompatible. The situation exists. Therefore, I invented a permanent curing spell, and therefore won the highest honor within the goblin that year..."

"amazing."

Ulysses applauded.

"I can teach you this spell, but you have to tell me first what you are going to do with this spell."

Professor Flitwick's face gradually became serious, and he looked into Ulysses' eyes and asked. The curing spell is a neutral spell, and the role it can play depends on the wizard who casts the spell. Although he doesn't believe Ulysses will do anything bad, as a professor, he has the responsibility to ask clearly.

"Um...I want to solidify the magic lines on the carrier, professor..."

Ulysses thought for a while, but didn't give his thoughts and details.

Professor Flitwick's eyes widened, and he sighed and said:

"You are actually involved in magic lines... Your starting point is very high, Mr. Lestrange. This is also a bumpy but powerful road. It is a pity that I focused on spells when I was young and didn't have much research on magic lines. . But if you have any doubts, you can go to Professor Babling, she is a recognized master in this regard."

"Thanks to the professor for the suggestion."

When Ulysses chose the ancient Runes, he was not sure whether Professor Babling was proficient in magic patterns. He was overjoyed when he heard what Professor Flitwick said.

"Since it is used for the right way, then I don't cherish myself. The curse of the curing curse is solidified forever, and it will be permanently solidified without using the anti-curse, unless it is interfered and destroyed by external factors. You remembered the main points..."

Professor Flitwick picked up the wand and looked around. With a flick of the wand, a chair floated upside down on an empty table. Then the wand made a strange arc in the air, and said softly:

"Finished forever!"

A group of soft light encompasses the tables and chairs. After the light dissipated, it didn't seem to be any different, but Ulysses keenly felt that there was a strong wave of magic power at the junction of the table and the chair.

Ulysses grabbed the leg of the chair and slammed it, and the chair seemed to blend in with the table, motionless.

‘This spell is the glue of the magic world, but the effect is countless times stronger than glue. ’

Ulysses thought secretly, and heard Professor Flitwick’s voice again:

"Eternally lifted."

Ulysses put down his chair easily, looked at Professor Flitwick, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, professor."

Professor Flitwick smiled and waved, "Take it as a reward for your happiness curse."

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