HP Magic Biography

() Fanlin sat quietly on the sofa, with a candle on the table in front of him.

After about a few minutes, some things were captured in Fanlin's perception, some things that didn't originally belong to the Screaming Hut.

The familiar breath of Transfiguration?

This is really a joyful thing.

The beetle moved his fat body, which is absolutely unique among the beetles.

You know, the Animagus Polymorphism still retains the characteristics of a transformation wizard.

A fat beetle?

Forgive me for reading less, but I have never seen such a fat beetle.

Fanlin's eyes narrowed, but the light from the corner of his eyes swept over the awkward-looking body.

The beetle moved forward cautiously, she was almost about to see what was on the paper, the weird magic circle, a frightening breath.

She is almost succeeding.

Just when Rita was ready to record, her body was suddenly hit by a light.

Before too much thinking, Rita felt her body become a little slow.

This is... a spell?

Rita felt that her head couldn't turn around a bit, she tried to turn her head, but the instructions from her brain couldn't guide her body at all.

Like a dying old man, Rita felt that her thinking would be frozen.

Rita felt like she was flying, and then, her head was aimed at Fanlin's face.

Fanlin looked at Rita with a smile, as if he had seen some interesting prey.

I... Will you die?

At this time, Rita's only thought was that she desperately wanted to spur the magic in her body to rush through the **** magic.

"I advise you not to try indiscriminately, Miss Rita. Otherwise, I don't think the Ministry of Magic will come to pursue a Hogwarts wizard who missed... Oh, no, it should be the fault of stepping on a Beetle. Right."

Rita's brain was blank. She didn't know which link had the problem, but it was obvious that she was caught by a trap.

dark magic?

...

When I returned to the castle, it was already over nine o'clock in the evening.

In order to rush back to school before Professor Snape's patrol, Fanlin ran desperately at the risk of being spotted by Mr. Filch's cat.

That cat looks too bad, can you lose the cat?

Fortunately, Fanlin rushed back, before the fat lady said nonsense.

By the way, Fanlin also rescued Neville, but the fat lady's new password Naville still didn't remember.

"Where have you been?" Hermione raised her head. The girl was studying her own magic structure. There seemed to be some bottleneck in the house elves, and Hermione's paper was not very effective.

"Prepare some small surprises." Fanlin laughed, and he quickly walked over to Hermione and sat down.

Usually at this time, the two of them occupy the sofas in the Gryffindor public lounge.

However, there were two more people today, and Harry and Ron were holding a book and watching them carefully.

"What are they doing?"

"Study the curse." Hermione said, "Harry wants to master Transfiguration. Malfoy is too arrogant. Harry decided to use Moody's way to teach Malfoy."

"Oh, this is a good idea. Even if it can't be completely successful, it's not bad to turn Malfoy into a half-man and half-animal." Fanlin returned casually, and then he put the bottle in his hand on the table. on.

"What did you do?" Ron looked at the bottle in surprise, "What a big beetle, you went out to catch this, or what kind of magical creature is this?"

Ron shook the bottle with his hand, and the fat beetle was like a stone, hitting the body of the glass bottle with a clinking sound.

"Ron," Hermione said. "If this is a magical creature, you will die sooner or later."

"Oh, almost." Ron said. "We killed a lot of beetles in Snape."

"It doesn't matter..." Fanlin waved his hand. "Although it is not an ordinary beetle, she might also like it."

"So?" Ron shook the glass bottle again.

The beetle in the bottle seemed to be dead, and the hard shell on the back kept hitting the bottle.

"This beetle is really fat."

"To be precise, it should be hypertrophy. Use fat to describe a beetle..." Harry took the bottle.

The pattern on the beetle is very unique. Harry felt familiar, but Harry couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"What breed is this?"

Fanlin shook his head, did not speak, he just took the bottle back.

"Give it to you, Hermione." Van Lin said, and stuffed the bottle into Hermione's hand.

"Give it to me?" Hermione looked at Fanlin in surprise, "Uh...I remember, the potion I recently contacted didn't use any beetle juice or something, or is this beetle special?"

"It's really special." Fanlin touched his nose. "Didn't you always want revenge, Rita Skeeter's report, and you are always curious about how Rita knows these things?"

"But, what does this have to do with the beetle?" Hermione examined the contents of the bottle carefully.

A fat beetle, Hermione had never seen such an abnormally fat beetle. It seemed that crawling was a problem.

However, after a while, Hermione realized the key to the problem.

"You mean ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this beetle is..."

"Anyway, leave it to you, I think, you can give a good breath, just like Ron, shake the bottle." Fanlin said.

He believed that Hermione would be able to make Rita realize the mistake, but in terms of the girl's black belly, it seemed that she needed her own assistance.

"I should have thought about it, otherwise, how could she have bypassed so many magical surveillance." Hermione's tone trembled with excitement. It could be seen that after the girl solved the trouble, it was hard to hide her happiness.

"What monitoring?" Harry asked dazedly.

"Rita Skeeter!" Hermione said excitedly. "Otherwise, how could she have violated Dumbledore's rules, damn, I never thought that she was an Animagus, this pattern They are exactly the same as her glasses."

Hermione’s face flushed, “She must be an illegal Animagus. There are only seven Animagus registered with the Ministry of Magic in the 20th century. I didn’t expect Rita to be the same as Professor McGonagall. It seems that this woman is not useless. This gift is simply amazing."