Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

　　 After spending so many years at Hogwarts, Charles naturally knew some hidden places. Of course, it was certainly not as hidden and magical as the House of Requirement, but at least it was everywhere, as a portrait of Dumbledore's eyeliner.

　　 What Shire was worried about before was being misunderstood by Dumbledore and becoming the next Dark Lord.

　　 But he found out that he had actually made a mistake.

　　 He seems to care too much that this is a real world, too much care, so restrained.

　　 But what is real and what is a game, in fact, there is no difference, no matter where he is, he is him, he is a natural disaster.

　　 He doesn't need to care too much about Dumbledore, even if he can't use the Silent for the time being, the level 40 Transfiguration technique is still enough to make Old Deng drink a pot.

　　 So why should he be afraid, because once he moved his hands, the so-called "calm and correct routine" would be broken?

　　 But, is the peaceful daily life correct?

　　 Hermione had no problem bullying herself, he endured it, even Pansy Parkinson, Sandra Yaxley, and even Mulles Carlo.

　　 He can bear it.

　　 After all, he has no ambitions, nor for greater interests, only the small goal that has always been clear and pure.

　　 But Gore, Crabbe, Felix. .

　　 I hope Dumbledore can forgive the little fight between him and his classmates. After all, he is not a demon, nor is Dumbledore.

　　Although his education method has always been wrong, but even in the face of Tom when he was young, he always hoped that he could return to the right path.

　　. . .

　　 "That's it."

　　 Leading Gore and Crabbe through the two-story cloister, Charles quickly found an abandoned classroom at the end of the corridor.

　　 The observatory near Ravenclaw here is not really deserted, but there are no people coming, and there is no picture in the corridor.

　　 Charles made a mark with a magic wand on a nearby wall, which was a left-turning arrow.

　　 metaphorical magic, pointing.

　　 The map has been drawn, turn left, then this is definitely not the destination, and its effect is to prevent others from entering it by mistake.

　　 Charles took Gore and Crabbe to stand still in the classroom.

　　 With a wave of his hand, the surrounding tables, chairs and benches were pushed to the sides, and then a clearing was exposed.

　　 Gore seems to have noticed something wrong, he wants to go off, but then he thinks, they are two people, what are they afraid of! On the contrary, Crabbe thinks more, he thinks. . Well, Shire's magic seems to be quite powerful!

　　 Turning to the two, Charles let out a breath.

　　 He feels that there is a flame in his heart that needs to be vented.

　　 He stretched out his left hand, clenched into a fist, and then stretched out his right hand, pinching his wand.

　　 "Fist, or magic."

　　 "You can choose one."

　　 Saying here, even if it is an idiot like Gore, he knows what Shire means. This is obviously dissatisfied! The two little fat guys looked at each other.

"what!"

　　 They roared and rushed towards Shire.

　　. . .

　　 About five minutes later.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 "Huh!" "Huh!"

　　 Charles was gasping, and while trying to calm down his rapid breathing, maintaining grace, he wiped the blood from his fist.

　　 At his feet, Crabbe and Gore had limp and turned into a pool of mud. The two groaned, their faces were covered with tears and blood, and there were dirt spots mixed with dust that had been deposited on the ground for an unknown period of time.

　　 "Woo woo woo..."

　　 "Mom, I hurt!"

　　 Gore’s cries were intermittent, but Crabbe was still stiff, of course, it was possible that Charles had lost his voice.

　　 Charles is proficient in a lot of fighting skills, but it still takes a bit of effort to fight two chubby boys of the same age with an eleven-year-old body.

　　 The muscles haven't developed well yet, and Charles doesn't want to get rid of it, and many cruel techniques can't be used because he doesn't have any special medicine for beating.

　　 sent to Ms. Pomfrey, she could see the problem at a glance.

　　 After breathing for a long time, Shire passed by.

　　 He took out his magic wand.

　　 "Don't cry and chirp anywhere!"

　　 he growled.

　　 "Pick up your magic wand and act like a wizard! Fight!"

　　 But of course Gore and Crabbe can't hold them. For an eleven-year-old child, a beating is actually enough to make them obedient, not to mention a **** beating.

　　 "Quick!"

　　 Charles urged.

　　 This made Gore shiver.

　　 Xiaopang Dun is stupid, smart is also really smart, probably because he doesn't want to be beaten again, he actually trembles and pulls out his wand.

　　 Even if he actually can't release a magic.

　　 "Yes, that's it."

　　 "Like a wizard!"

　　 Charles shook his hand suddenly, and a flash of lightning swayed down his wand, just hitting Gore's arm.

"what!"

　　 A certain smell came, and Gao Er Xiao Pangdun let out a terrifying scream, his wand fell off instantly, and he rolled around on the ground holding his arms, wailing and coughing unceasingly.

　　 "My hand! My hand, woo..."

　　 This scream sounds like his arm has separated from him.

　　 Shire looked out of the classroom subconsciously. He didn't know how to mute the spell on a large scale. This kind of guardian spell seemed simple, but it was actually a high-level spell, and it was of the same level as Ping An Guardian.

　　He was more worried about Snape observing in secret.

　　If Old Deng knew that he was a silent person, then Snape must have also known that the two might allow the silent person to study in school, but they would never allow the silent person to be bullied. . Regardless.

　　 Everyone knows that being silent is very unstable.

　　 But when he came with Gore and Crabbe, Charles didn't notice Snape. After all, he was very busy teaching potions for seven years.

　　 Dumbledore would not come with a high probability. He should have seen Charles leave with the two through the portrait. He knew very well the power that Charles showed in Wonderland.

　　 Instead of worrying about the Shire, it is better to worry about the two of Gore and Crabbe.

　　 It seemed that he noticed Shire's distraction. Crabbe suddenly caught his eyes. He suddenly grabbed Gore's wand and pointed it directly at Shire.

　　 "Uh, front teeth..."

　　 He got stuck, only then racked his brains to think of a prank spell, which was the only one he mastered proficiently.

　　 But the one who reacted faster than him was Shire's counterattack.

　　 "Bah!"

　　 A red light flashed.

A sharp curse flew past Crabbe’s neck, and directly cut most of his neck, and a large stream of blood emerged like a jet of blood, and he slumped to the ground weakly, almost in the blink of an eye. More air out and less air in.

　　 Gore's scream stopped, he watched this scene blankly, and let alone him, even Charles was stunned.

　　 "Damn it."

　　 he said.

　　. . .

　　Before in Wonderland, Charles had to face monsters. They are actually very easy to understand. Who is afraid of who is right, and he didn't have a magic wand at that time. Most of them needed skills and extra means to win.

　　 Later, I had a magic wand, and I was faced with the trial of God in the late stage of the free game after the end of the plot. The front is strong, but it’s really a bit tough.

　　 Shire never used magic much.

　　 This does not mean that his magical combat experience is weak.

Even though Charles may not even be familiar with magic, but with countless archives, he definitely surpasses any known wizard in combat experience, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Harry, Dumbledore or Voldemort. No, even Grindelwald is useless.

　　 After all, Shire has always liked Grindelwald's fighting style.

　　 So just now, Crabbe raised his wand to him, and Charles realized the danger, and almost instantly, the cutting curse flew down Crabbe’s head.

　　 If Shire hadn't reacted at the last moment, Crabbe would have been completely out of breath now.

　　Crabbe can't die here.

　　 will be a little troublesome.

　　 Charles calmly took out the fresh white essence from the space bag, which was most suitable for the current situation, which was prepared long before the beginning of school, after all. . Fighting is indispensable everywhere.

　　 He squatted down and sprinkled fresh white essence on Crabbe's neck.

　　 The wound began to heal slowly, and Crabbe's breathing gradually recovered, no longer hoarse like a windmill pulling a bellows.

　　 So there is nothing to panic about, the wizard is so magical, there is a potion, which can solve most of the problems.

　　 White Fresh Essence has special effects on the splits caused by Phantom Shift, and it is also very useful for healing general incision injuries, but if it is not known to counter-curse, the effect will be very poor and the wound will almost never heal.

　　 Fortunately, Shire is not a curse.

　　 Crabbe’s breathing gradually stabilized. He opened his eyes and his face was extremely pale. He clutched his neck, babbling, as if he could no longer speak.

　　 Charles tilted his head and looked at him for a while, judging that he was just frightened, not that his vocal cords were broken.

　　 Then it's okay.

　　 Then he continued to target Gore.

　　 "Now, pick up your wand, like a..."

　　 Before Charles finished speaking, Gore rolled his eyes and passed out.