"We'll talk about that later," Benelli turned the finger at me, "you've had enough time to help me with this potion today, it should be Vincent's time now!"
Let's talk about it, why did you run to the lake like you saw a ghost at noon today?
”I discreetly cast an anti-eavesdropping spell at the door of my dorm room, and then told him that he hadn't seen a ghost, just a cute fugitive."
You seem to have had a bad time this semester," Benelli said after a moment's thought, "and it has come into serious conflict with your usual unworldly style......
Let me sort it out.It all started when you showed up at the Malfoys' manor......"
"Before that, he was run into by someone from the Boyle family who had come to Helen's house for a routine check, and he ran to Malfoy in a panic. ”Danqi added."
Oh yes, it all started when you wandered the streets and got caught by the enemy," Benelli said, "and then you slipped away with Master Draco to France, and then obviously, he came back, and you were captured by Boyle, and you met Bruce there. ”"He wasn't as enthusiastic about me as he had been in the past few days," I rubbed my nose, "and he didn't even dare to look at me more." ”"It seems that Master Bruce is not as glamorous in his own home," Benelli said, "and Malfoy was very angry and asked Professor Dumbledore to help, right?"
Later, Professor Snape went to pick you up—and you and the Headmaster should be thankful that we made the heat-hot cuffs, which weren't as shasty as they sounded. ”"Thank you."
I lazily say that it was Benelli who insisted that we wear that stupid hot cuffs, and that he has often been triumphant about it this semester."
But then again, Sirius ran straight into the shed today, and Dumbledore was right - but how was he sure of your relationship?
You know, even you weren't sure about it before the summer vacation began—just because you and Sirius looked?
It's just that if it's speculation, it's a bit irresponsible to tell Sirius. ”Benelli buried his head in the soft pillow and spoke in a muffled voice."
The headmaster is sure of this.And obviously, "I remembered some blonde guy in Slytherin," Malfoy had seen the sea, the memory of my mom and my dad meeting for the first time.He had a picture of Sirius himself, and he was the only one who could be sure of it except me, and I hadn't said anything about it, so I told the headmaster that ninety percent of them were Malfoy—that giving birth to one percent was the headmaster's secret method of judging blood. ”"Bruce and Sirius only came out this summer, and it seems that Vincent is not very happy to open his arms to them.Is it, Vincent?
”I thought for a moment, and then said, "Speaking of which, Benelli, I don't think I have to bother at your house on holidays in the future."
He insisted that I go over and stay with him. ”Benelli looked frustrated, but expressed his blessings, and then digressed and began to desperately invite Danqi to his house."
I really don't have the time, I want to learn what Muggle kids should learn.My parents were Muggles who didn't know magic, you know. ”Danqi said that he was powerless."
I don't know why they insist on letting you learn that," Benelli frustrated even more, "You're a wizard, do they expect you to reintegrate into Muggle society after graduating from Hogwarts?"
”Danqi tapped on the bedpost in response.I'll be living with my own father in the future, which means I'm accepting this kinship, but on the other hand, half-Bruce is different."
I've always felt bad with these purebloods," I said, "especially Bruce." ”Benelli and Danqi looked at each other and laughed in a low voice: "Vincent, did you realize that you are the only pure-blood among us. ”Danki came from a Muggle family, and Benelli's father was not a wizard either."
I'm just as ill-intentioned, I came to Hogwarts with a dark purpose."
I pretended to be gloomy and vicious.Benelli smirked, "This summer vacation is the beginning, and there will be more and more troubles - your dark purpose is probably a □□ of family that needs to be dealt with urgently." ”Danqi advised me to find time to talk to Bruce again: "His 'Trojan' movement is so big that even the headmaster has heard of it, you have to find out the details."
You can't always avoid him, he seems to want to please you, and if you don't want to treat him as a close brother, you'll have to settle the matter. ”"If someone wants to beat me up, I have a way to fix it.But to please?
Please, please give me a workable solution. ”Dan Qi smiled and said that he was helpless: "Also, you really have to ask Malfoy tomorrow, Parkinson's dissatisfaction with me has reached a new level, and this matter needs to be resolved urgently." ”His expression was serious."
It's irritating."
I also plunged headlong into a pillow full of soft feathers and pretended to be an ostrich.In the days that followed, I experienced what Danki felt: what it was like to be glared at by a witch.Elaine wouldn't tell me what she was hiding from Bruce, but she didn't intend to forgive me for my inaction in the matter of Bruce's disappearance, so I had to lose my appetite at three meals by receiving too many disgruntled glances (the other Trojan members seemed to be hostile as well).But even if I understood Danqi's frustration at Parkinson's glare, I didn't have time to ask Malfoy what was going on.Because Benelli's potions research has simply made no progress.We spent a lot of raw materials, changed the ratio and the order of feeding, and all we could get was a pot of unknown liquid, an inexplicable explosion, a dizzying smell or a burst of bright light, and once all three happened at the same time - this research made us a little anxious, and even the usual work had to be accommodated and sloppy, but the situation was still not optimistic.Just as the atmosphere of our experiment was getting sluggish, the second Friday after the selection of the Warriors arrived.This day will begin the first competition of the Warriors.On Thursday night, Benelli, who was lying on the edge of the dormitory window observing the stars, suddenly called us over and asked us to come and see.Far below the window, on the ground, Beauxbatons' carriage was in full swing, and the light from the inside illuminated a rectangular meadow in front of the carriage door, and I was just in time to see a red-haired fellow helping another Beauxbatons student into the carriage.Benelli put down the binoculars and told me for sure that the person who was helped in was Bruce, who had been missing for almost a week, and said with a little concern: "It's going to be a game tomorrow morning, and he looks bad, no problem, right?"
”Dan Qi snatched the telescope and set it up on the shelf (it was his telescope): "I would like to know how you studied the grass in front of the school when you studied the Star Palace. ”I yawned: "The leader of the Trojan is not a reckless person.Let's wait and see tomorrow's game, Benelli. ”Chapter 42 We got up early on this day, not to take the seat of the triwizard rivalry, but because Sirius insisted on seeing Harry's performance.Yes, that's right, after so many days, he still didn't leave the school to hide in a safe place, but managed to convince Professor Dumbledore to get a little polyjuice decoction through the headmaster's way, so that he could become another person and appear in front of people openly.Since Hermione still had to be distracted by Harry's pre-match encouragement, Ron and Harry were still a bit at odds, so the task of bringing Sirius into the field fell to the three of us.When the crowd was crowded, we were waiting for him in the agreed hunting ground, and I was crowded by the excited students coming and going, and suddenly I saw Beauxbatons and the others, led by Elaine, who was a little worried, and I silently gave way, and stood in a direction that was not easy for her to notice.Elaine hadn't gone far when someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I subconsciously turned around and saw a very familiar face, elegant black hair, and bright eyes.Once I realized what that meant, it took me a lot of effort to hold back a few rude curses."
Didn't the headmaster give you a polyjuice potion?
Why didn't it work?
”I scanned the surroundings with my peripheral vision and noticed that there were no professors around who had been teaching for many years, and no students had noticed the two men who looked like brothers.Benelli and Danqi also gathered around, surrounding the fellow in the middle, lest the two overly similar faces attract any curious glances.Sirius, who was many years younger and looked like me, raised an eyebrow triumphantly, "Later I found out that the age-reducing potion was easy to get my hands on—as for the polyjuice potion, I might as well save it for when I needed it more." ”Benelli thought it was funny: "You really look alike......
Why are you glaring at me, Vincent?
Anyway, no matter who it becomes, he won't be discovered now, so there's no need to make such a fuss. ”Before I could say anything, Sirius winked mysteriously at my two companions, "Ignore this disappointing fellow."
Come, see how you do a magic trick. ”He wiped his hand on his face, and his clean face was suddenly covered with gold and red paint, and he suddenly became a crazy Gryffindor supporter."
We're rooting for Gryffindor's Harry Potter, who's to say it's not?"
He said with a grin.Both Danqi and Benelli were a little surprised."
Is this a Muggle trick?
I didn't see the wand, I didn't see the props!
How do you do it?
”Sirius raised his index finger, "It's a secret. ”Benelli and Dan Qi of the hanging have a great appetite.It is really difficult for others to see his facial features through the oil paint, and the disadvantage is that only the Gryffindor students in the three schools are dressed like this, and even some Gryffindor girls are painted yellow and black, as if they were seduced by Cedric's charm to "defect" - so Sirius is too conspicuous if this dress sits with us in the middle of Ravenclaw.In order to alleviate this situation, all three of us had to temporarily borrow gold and red decorations from Gryffindor House to replace them.Their Quidditch captain, Oliver, lent me his scarf, glanced at Sirius and complimented, "That's a nice paint, buddy." ”Sirius laughed and exclaimed, "High-five!
”Raised his hand and slapped him in the face.…… He shouldn't have been this character when he used to go to school.Where did the "arrogance" and "laziness" go at that time?
Now I'm having fun with a group of people who are younger than my own generation.I pursed my lips, and Sirius, noticing that I was standing alone, reached over and put a hand on my shoulder, and said affectionately, "Is Vincent left out in the cold?"
Let's go, man, let's go cheer Harry. ”I was put around my neck and sat down in a place with a good view, and I found myself in a sea of gold and red......
Danqi and Benelli also crowded over at this time, and they sat next to me, and pointed to the place where Ravenclaw College gathered, there was not a trace of red: "We really don't want to sit there, it's too awkward." ”Angelina next to her welcomed her.One of the twins glanced at me, poked the boy with the dreadlocks next to him, and said something like "super pure-blood brother", while the other of the twins struck up a conversation with Angelina.So the three lonely Ravenclaws and a Gryffindor old-timer here have room to whisper on their own.Sirius had managed to invite Benelli to Grimmauld Place for the summer, and Danqi threw me a look like "Hey, your dad is pretty cool."
I looked sideways, and Sirius's facial features were all covered by oil paint, only the straight bridge of his nose was particularly noticeable.All around is laughter and swaying sound and shadow - the beauty of youth, the beauty of life.I was stunned for a moment, and when I came back to my senses, Professor Dumbledore was announcing the start of the game and the order of the Warriors' appearances after the draw.There was a burst of cheers and cheers from the stands, and when everything had subsided, I heard Sirius's teenager's voice: "When Harry first rode on his broomstick toy, James and I had fantasized about the day when all he looked forward to was sitting in the stands and watching his son win Quidditch for the House. ”"Parents have always been closed to the House Cup."
I said sceasingly."
Of course we know," Sirius said in a sly tone, "but when has the school ever stopped us from going out?"
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”Do you want to challenge the school rules even after graduation?
I laughed softly."
Do you know what I'm expecting my son to be?""
You didn't expect you to have a son.So you're not expecting anything. ”I raised my eyebrows as he did, and out of physical instinct, I felt that this movement was very smooth and natural.Sirius laughed, and attracted Professor McGonagall's governor, but at this point, a dozen wizards dragged a Chinese fireball dragon up, attracting Professor McGonagall's attention.Sirius finished laughing, leaned back in his chair casually, put his slender legs together, and looked at me casually, "Anyway, I didn't expect you to be like this, and Harry." ”His tone was a little regretful: "You two don't know what's wrong, and your personalities are too cautious.Timid, not at all like us. ”The author has something to say: I watched three movies XD today so less, that's all, tomorrow, no, it's already today, it will be compensated......
Probably.Chapter 43 Golden Egg I turned my head to look at him, he was leaning there loosely, his limbs stretched, even though his face was covered with oil paint, but the casual and elegant aura that exuded his whole body still attracted a few girls around, most of them were whispering, wondering who from which academy this guy was.Little Vincent, who has a real memory, really doesn't look like him.Vincent may have let his guard down and was a warm little boy when he was with his mother, Helen, but when he fought, or slaughtered, the people Helen thought deserved to die, he was a different kind of person, acting a little ignorant and indifferent to the loss of those lives.As for myself?
I don't have much to do with Sirius, and it would be strange to be like him."
Hey," Sirius seemed to feel himself the eye of the opposite sex without looking out of the corner of his eye, and he bumped me on the shoulder, "Is there a girl chasing you?"
Answer honestly. ”…… Sirius took my silence as a denial, and he folded his hands on the back of his head in a more comfortable position: "That's good. ”…… I'm not on the same channel as you.There's something more important to my Hogwarts life than picking // teasing the girls, okay?
Benelli interjected: "Xiaotian, uh, that ......"
Sirius rolled his eyes, instantly thought of a pronoun for himself, and said casually: "Call me......
Gray's bar. ”"Oh, Gray," said Benely, "even Cedric was only blatantly pursued by girls after he became a Warrior, and before that he had a crush on ...... at most" "So someone is having a crush on Vincent now?"
”Sirius was interested.Benelli will smile meaningfully."
Really?
Who is it?
”I was a little surprised.Dan Qi laughed out loud: "I just said it, he must not have noticed."
He hardly liked to deal with other people, let alone keep an eye on the girls from other colleges. ”As soon as Danqi finished speaking, the stands erupted in a violent cheer, rhythmically shouting Krum's name and waving the Bulgarian flag.A frowning Krum emerged from the passage, looking a little nervous, slowly moving where the dragon could not be provoked, and all the spectators held their breath for fear that his noise would disturb the irascible dragon.Even I, a person who knows the results, can't help but be captivated by this stagnant atmosphere.Krum stood diagonally as close to the golden egg as possible, hiding behind a boulder and aiming his wand at the dragon."
If you point your wand at the dragon, you'll probably anger it.It can be seen that Krum, who has a strong style of play, has chosen to remain cautious in these details......
He's aiming, okay, let's hold our breath......"
Narrator Ludo Bagman nervously continued to create atmosphere.At this moment, the front of Krum's wand emitted sparks and rays of light, hitting the head of the dragon slowly swinging in front of everyone's attention.The dragon howled, and at the same time spewed a powerful air current, blowing Krum crouching behind the pile to his back, and the audience let out a unison "oh" and covered their ears, but the dragon's long roar still shook people's eardrums.The dragon didn't have the heart to pay attention to his surroundings, so Krum took the opportunity to hook up and easily pick up the egg."
Oooh," Sirius whistled, "Harry was a little unlucky.If he chooses ...... in the end," Bagman's loud voice drowned out all voices: "Oh, behold, Krum chose the dragon's eye as the point of attack.These fire-breathing lizards are known to be extremely defense-strong and almost invulnerable.But few people would notice that their eyes are the only weak point - and even if they did, they wouldn't be easily attacked when facing a grumpy, high-speed dragon......"
Sirius managed to talk to Harry face to face two days ago, and had told him that the dragon's weakness was his eyes.If Harry had done the same, he would have gotten the points he would have gotten due to his low ranking, and the dragon's eyes were closed, and he almost rolled on the ground while wailing, breaking a lot of dragon eggs, and Bagman stopped pouring out his admiration and said regretfully, "Oh, oh, oh, that's not going to work......
Something went wrong, and the dragon egg was destroyed, although the requirement for the game was only to get a dragon egg - whether the Krum Warriors' score would be affected after this happened depends on the jury's decision......"
The pro-Krum crowd booed in unison.In the end, the jury showed a score, which was not very ideal, and sure enough, it was deducted because of the broken dragon egg - of course, Kakarov reported a score of 10.The other three Warriors' supporters applauded his apparent favoritism, and for a moment it seemed that all of them were not very satisfied.Bagman cleverly shifted the conversation and drew attention to the next Warrior: "Unanimously regarded as the best Seeker, Viktor Krum was deducted points for violating some rules, but he ended up with the Golden Egg.So the next one—equally famous in another field, believed to be the purest blood in a hundred years—do you already know who it is?
Bruce Boyle!
Beauxbatons' Warriors are on the field!
”The stands were once again flooded with cheers, and compared to Krum, who had been in the limelight at the World Cup at a young age, the fanatical supporters of Bruce, who was only elegant and known as "the purest blood", were not far less than the former.Bruce appeared in the spotlight, his face appearing slightly paler than usual, but still personable, smiling at the audience and walking into the fenced room.Sirius just stared at him for a few seconds before concluding, "He's got wounds." ”Benelli was surprised and asked, "How can you even see this?"
”Sirius' face showed a little nostalgia: "We used to be like this a lot - we didn't dare to let the teachers know about our injuries for various reasons, and we didn't dare to go to the school doctor's office frequently, so we had to deal with it ourselves, and then cover it up and endure it." ”His narration sounded terrible, but it seemed a little enjoyable to listen to his tone.The author has something to say: I still haven't figured out how to clear Bruce == fight again tomorrow.Anger.Chapter 44: On the Golden Egg Field, Bruce has already begun to act.His wand hung down, and he walked forward seemingly with ease, heading straight for the Welsh green dragon, which had suddenly attracted a lot of attention, and looked a little irritable.Bagman dutifully said from the commentary seat, "Boyle doesn't seem to have taken any steps and walked straight towards the dragon?"
Yes, that's right, he really didn't have a single spell without ......
He's already closer.The green dragon let out a long warning groan, and the dragon hunters on the sidelines looked like they were about to rush in to control the situation in the next second, and the medical staff were already in place......
What exactly is Boyle going to do?
Let's try to believe in this fantastic pureblood and wait and see what he can do. ”"Looks like it's going to be a magic with a limited distance."
Danqi touched his chin and made a solid judgment.Sure enough, the next second Bruce suddenly stopped, and the green dragon's reaction was even more disturbing, as if the next second it was about to erupt flames and reduce the tiny wizard to ashes.Bruce didn't waste a second, he jerked his wand up—an action that enraged the dragon, and it opened its mouth, a raging flame gathering in its throat—and Bruce chanted the incantation so fast that I could tell what he was saying even though the audience was full of exclamations.The spell was all too familiar.Even if it's just seen in memory.I narrowed my eyes.…… In the living room, Helen pulled Vincent and asked him and Bruce, "Two little purebloods, let's play a game......
Will there be a duel?
”There was an outsider Bruce next to him, and Vincent no longer acted so gentle and obedient in front of his mother, he raised his chin proudly and glanced at Bruce, who was a little cramped: "Of course I will." ”Bruce received a perfect education at the Boyle family, and naturally knew the rules of dueling.The two children stood far away on either side of the living room, and the game was about to begin.Helen started the pre-game mobilization, she walked to the end of the living room, and tidied up the meticulously dressed blues: "Little boy, don't dress so seriously."
Perhaps, a loose tie?
Be casual and you'll be more likeable......
Oh, look at your eyebrows and your eyes......"
Helen's fingers traced Bruce's cheeks, "like your father......
True.Your father is the most upright and noble wizard in the world......"
Helen said ironically."
You have such a father......"
Helen said with a hint of "don't blame me" in her tone, and turned to leave, but Bruce grabbed the hem of her clothes."
Madame, are you my mother?"
Bruce's clear eyes looked over, "I know Mrs.
Boyle isn't my mother. ”Helen whispered, "I sincerely hope it doesn't." ”Bruce went on to say that he had been given noble manners since childhood, and he appeared immature and elegant: "I want to have a home, ma'am.Can I be a part of this family?
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”Bruce's eyes were full of hope and longing, and Helen turned back to meet Vincent's tasteful eyes.She promised with interest: "If you win." ”Helen returned to Vincent's side, and she touched Vincent's head: "Do it well, let me see......
You're my child, your father's child......
"Your father is someone else, not the man of the dastardly boyars."
Vincent's fighting spirit was ignited, but he didn't finish Bruce with a single blow - he wanted to show his skills more.Even though he learned a lot more spells than children his age, Bruce was no match for Vincent, who had been following Helen since he was a child.He unleashed a few faint spells that seemed non-threatening, and Vincent didn't even dodge too far, he could easily dodge them by just tilting his head or moving his steps.This didn't last long, and Vincent soon felt impatient, and he looked back at Helen while Bruce was catching his breath.Helen nodded at him.Vincent chose a difficult porcelain stone spell at random, and he pronounced the spell: "Frozen snow." ”The spell hit Bruce.It was a spell that had a freezing effect on the internal organs, Vincent's magic was not strong, and Bruce did not die immediately after he fell to the ground, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he was curled up in a ball on the carpet.Win or lose.Vincent walked up, thinking about what to use to give him the final blow.Somehow, however, Helen suddenly changed her mind, and with a wave of her wand, a heavy blanket wrapped around Bruce.Actually, it didn't help, because the spell was applied from the internal organs, but Bruce's sad expression softened a little."
Vincent is your own brother.He hurt you, can you forgive him?
”Helen crouched down and asked.This is tantamount to a positive admission of Bruce as his own son in disguise, and this sentence even cheered up the trembling Bruce a lot: "That, of course......
We are brothers, family.I'll take care of him, ahem, I have that responsibility. ”Vincent's expression was even more disgruntled, but Bruce didn't see it.Hearing this, Helen tucked her wand into her cuff and leaned over to pick Bruce up, "You need to get treatment in time." ”She drove to the gate of Boyle's house, leaving a unconscious Bruce in the car."
Looking forward to seeing each other next time."
She said, regardless of whether Bruce could hear it or not.She took Vincent's hand and slammed away with a phantasmagion.Before leaving, she glanced at Vincent, who was greatly relieved, rubbed Vincent's little curly hair, and sneered: "The vinegar is so strong......
"She looked at Vincent's face and grimaced: "Sirius really gave me the best gift - you don't know Sirius yet?"
That's your father's name. ”Then he squeezed Vincent's hand, and the apparition left the country.Vincent knew for the first time that his father's name was Sirius, and he was distracted by it, but he didn't have the heart to deal with the overwhelming pressure of his followers' displacement, and the next second he arrived on the streets of London, where he was dizzy, threw himself on the ground and retched several times, to Helen's unbridled ridicule.…… Bruce stood across from the dragon in an elegant posture, as if he were not facing a grumpy giant lizard, but another graceful wizard."
Frozen snow."
I could easily make out the shape of the mouth.Bruce's spell shot through the dragon's gaping mouth and struck the inside of its mouth—there was no scale-covered or magically protected it.The dragon froze, and even the flames that had finally condensed quickly extinguished, and his whole body began to tremble.Thinking that the dragon was going to come up with some earth-shattering trick of destruction, Bagman yelled for Bruce to dodge, and the dragon trainers even opened the small door of the barrier and rushed in.After all, the green dragon was covered in thick scales, and no one could see or imagine that it was shivering from the cold.Madame Maxim knew something, and she motioned to the dragon trainers not to interfere with the game.The dragon's trembling was already very wrong, and everyone felt strange and excited, and began to talk about it, but Bruce didn't bother to look at the dragon again, and slowly walked towards the target dragon egg in the boulder pile.Bagman's excited voice echoed in the arena: "What a risky move, Mr.
Boyle chose the inside of the dragon's mouth as the point of attack - it was much easier to hit than an eye, but it was also more dangerous - didn't he realize that if he missed, he would be burned to ashes by the flames?"
”"You should be more worried about that dragon," I sat up straight just now, and now that everything was going well, I fell back and leaned back, feeling that Bagman really couldn't find the point, "Now this fierce guy has become a rare animal." ”The dragon trainers finally sensed something was wrong and rushed closer, and from a distance they seemed to be in turmoil.One of them gestured to the podium, then focused on the dragon, sparks erupting from the tip of his wand.Bagman excitedly said, "Look what's going to happen?"
Oh, Merlin's beard, this is the second warrior, and this is already happening: it wasn't the warrior who was carried down to the rescue, but - the dragon!
”Bagman's words were unhearable as the audience boiled over, with students passionately discussing Bruce's risk-taking actions that put their lives at risk, and professors seemed a little more interested in the magic he used that he had never heard of.The three people next to me were obviously curious about the guy on the field from different angles, but all three of them remained silent and didn't ask anything."
That's porcelain magic."
I broke the silence, and when the three of them saw that I didn't care much, they immediately threw out three questions at once."
Isn't there no porcelain stone in the boyle family for a long time?
Where did he get his porcelain magic?
”Danqi asked with a wary look at Bruce, who got the golden egg in the middle of the field."
What's that magic?
It actually hurt the dragon!
”Benelli looked inquiringly at the green dragon who had been removed by the wizards with a levitation charm, "Is the magic in the porcelain so powerful?"
”"Helen's child too?"
Sirius, on the other hand, asked an inquiring question, "How's your relationship?"
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Chapter 45 Golden Egg gets Vincent's memories and feels as if he has watched a movie for eleven years from a first-person perspective.Although I won't be too affected by his subjective feelings, just like watching a movie can produce a sense of substitution, I watched his short life from Vincent's point of view, and naturally I didn't like the blues he hated for a while.I shook my head at Sirius, indicating that I didn't care much about my half-brother.As for Danki and Benelli, I told them about the effects of the spell, but I really didn't understand how he could have cast the Ice Spell perfectly, this spell was one of the more advanced attack spells recorded in the porcelain, and the boyles might have recorded some of the lower spells in parchment, but the more advanced and important parts would only be allowed to be stored in the more reliable porcelain stone - which is why most of the spells would be lost once the porcelain stone was all broken.Sirius looked a little more serious and asked, "Are you sure that none of the last three pieces have been circulated?"
Have you or Helen used this spell in front of him?
”Dange and Benelli let out an oh in unison, apparently reminiscent of the part of Helen's biography that depicts Bruce's injuries — visceral damage and severe frostbite.Sirius hadn't paid attention to this prestigious woman abroad until then (in part because he had been crouching in Azkaban), so he didn't know about the past.I confessed, "Bruce did fall under the spell that time he went to the hospital.But just that one time is impossible!
Even if he memorized spells, he wouldn't have learned how to use magic - if magic had been that simple, Hogwarts would have gone out of business, and the crystal ball that recorded spells would have been able to take on all the teaching tasks of young wizards. ”