From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Voodoo doll?"

After Ron explained to the two friends in a very serious manner that he was neither planning to weave straw dolls, nor was he planning to use this gimmick to make some lucky dolls to deceive the rest of the students, the two looked at a table of ugly and stylish witches. Poison doll has countless associations.

"This thing has something to do with the curse?"

Harry grabbed it at will, and retracted his hand halfway through as if remembering something, then put on the dragonskin gloves, sighed, and picked one up again.

"I don't feel the smell of black magic - Ron, can it be taken apart?"

"Because it's not done yet."

Ron's face flushed slightly - in fact, he planned to share this with Harry after he succeeded, and he always felt a little ashamed to show his friends his unsuccessful works, "but if you want to take it apart, feel free to do so. already."

Anyway, they are all half-finished products that need to be destroyed. It doesn't matter how much Harry wants to dismantle.

"No matter how you look at it, it's just ordinary grass..."

Harry carefully tore off a voodoo doll and looked at the stuffing inside - just grass and a little bit of string, like a Muggle work.

He thought about it, picked up his wand, and whispered a test spell.

'There seems to be a weak reaction - is that true? ’

He tried again, trying to shred it with magic, but also felt some resistance, not as easily separated as ordinary grass.

Harry thoughtfully put down the shapeless voodoo doll that was being tossed in his hand, and then extended his hand directly to Ron's latest completed work, "Can this also be destroyed?"

"Certainly, at will—it's also a failure."

Ron spread out his hands indifferently. Even if his pockets were empty, he would not think that there was anything precious in this table. With these raw materials, even their family was very rich - as long as you were careful not to be bitten by those guys in the garden Keep your fingers crossed, this thing has as much as you want.

"Well," Harry picked up his wand bluntly and started cutting—it was a little difficult, as if he wasn't trying to cut some sun-dried grass, but some magical material.

"You're almost there, Ron?"

Harry put down the cut straw man, and his tone was very happy - although he didn't know why he didn't learn these things, but from the test just now, Ron seemed to have learned an interesting magic, and he was very impressed with it. Interest.

"Ah, it's almost there, I guess one more day of practice will be enough."

While muttering, Ron took out the information that Professor William gave him from his schoolbag and shared it with the two partners.

"According to the information, I'm almost successful, but I don't know what it can do now - the professor says it's the root of curses and spellcasting, but..."

He poked at his failed product, "Such an ugly thing..."

"Don't worry, go to school," Harry grinned. "The professor told me to run every day at the beginning. I would be particularly puzzled, but it was later proved that what the professor said was right."

He happily explained to Ron, then remembered Hermione, turned his head, and found that Hermione was looking at the document with difficulty, her face full of confusion.

"Hermione?"

"what?"

Hermione came back to her senses, "No, how could it be like this? How could it be like this?"

She shook her head—no way, her theory was bigger than Harry and Ron combined, but it was all built on wand-casting. Because of this, it was even more difficult for her to accept this completely new system that was close to black magic.

She is not like Harry, who has an comprehension ability far beyond the perception of others in this battle-related magic, nor is she like Ron, who is almost a blank sheet of paper and is extremely easy to draw. This is the slowest one to understand.

"Isn't it normal... with voodoo dolls, like - um, gesturing spellcasting, with other means to unleash magic?"

Harry pointed at Ron's product with his left finger as he spoke, and let it fly, completing a series of incoherent movements in the air, before placing it on the table again.

"That's it, it's nothing more than a gesture replaced by a voodoo doll, or a wand replaced by a voodoo doll - the process of making it should be similar to the process we are familiar with wands, and then we can easily cast spells through it, it should be So be it?"

Harry pulled a voodoo doll, "Didn't the professor say—until a certain level, all spellcasting magic comes from wizards, and wands, gestures, spells, and even the inability to cast away gestures. Whether it's a rod or a spell, it's just a means to achieve magic."

Harry felt he had said it clearly enough and understood enough, but both Ron and Hermione opened their mouths and looked at him strangely.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"The professor never said that!"

Hermione said decisively—she could swear she had never heard such a statement in class, and it was absurd.

"Did you say so?"

Harry was a little guilty at Hermione's stare, and to be honest, he was shaken.

So, he looked at Ron and planned to ask for confirmation from Ron.

"Sounds great, but..." Ron looked at Harry, "so, it's—that's it, isn't the voodoo doll great..."

"It should be... Since the professor taught you this..."

Harry was also a little unsure, "How about we try to make it first?"

—

"It should be done, right?"

Ron looked at the existence of the little clown in his hand and was a little uncertain.

Harry's proposal was unanimously implemented by the three, and the three simply tried to make this ugly straw doll together - both Harry and Hermione were somewhat interested in this new thing.

What's more, both Harry and Hermione have some free time - the homework is completed quickly by them, so the two have a little rich time to explore what they like.

But to their surprise, Harry was the one who knitted the best.

It's not that Harry succeeded all at once - it's that weaving is something that Harry is far more ingenious than the other two, with Ron, who has tried many times, behind Harry, and Hermione, who is clumsy. just horrible...

In other words, the doll that Hermione made up had already made a fool of herself.

If Ron hadn't been the first to tell them he was done after five knits, Harry would have even planned to slow down a bit to make his knitted doll even uglier...

He thought about the reason - it had some resemblance to some of the work he had done at the Dursleys, and after arriving at Hogwarts, because of Snape's care and some special things, he was in confinement. to consolidate his craftsmanship.

Ron almost came from a magical family and was a bit clumsy when he was in solitary confinement.

As for Hermione-Harry, it's hard to imagine that a tyrant like Hermione would play those knitting games, and her family wouldn't let her complete those miscellaneous tasks. As for Hogwarts, even Snape wouldn't let her. Maybe to put Hermione in confinement...

Taken together, Hermione's weaving was normal.

But he didn't need his relief now. Ron's successful voodoo doll had captured everyone's attention.

"It looks a lot smaller than a normal knit."

Harry put down the unsuccessful products he had made and started watching - to be honest, he wanted to test it himself right now, it's best to take it apart and see if this voodoo doll would be fine after it was shrunk in a circle. What will change.

But this one doesn't work now - Ron made one for a long time, and if Harry dismantled it, Ron would be **** off and not talk to him for at least three or four days.

"Try again, do another one, Ron!"

And so, Harry encouraged Ron to come - it wasn't dangerous anyway, and another one would be a legitimately destructive experiment.

"no problem!"

Ron was also very motivated after making his first voodoo doll, and immediately picked up a small pile of grass and rope and started weaving.

Harry and Hermione gave up trying and started watching the manufacturing process on Ron's side the whole time.

Ten minutes later, Ron carefully tied the last rope - and failed.

The sudden failure made the three of them dumbfounded at the same time.

"Think about it again, Ron," Harry urged Ron quickly, "Maybe there's something wrong over there—it could be a delicate job!"

The third attempt soon began, with Ron carefully weaving the voodoo doll after trying to recall his success.

Thirteen minutes later, Ron's face was a little ugly.

Harry and Hermione were also a little nervous - mostly from Ron.

Harry was a little worried because he knew Ron had a little problem, he knew very well... When Ron was nervous, he would...

Sure enough - what followed was a nightmare, Ron stopped knitting carefully, and the fourth attempt was completed in just seven minutes.

But it didn't work out, which made Ron start the fifth time without a word.

Then there was the deadpan sixth time.

The seventh time his face was flushed.

And - "I've had enough! That was an accident, I couldn't do it!"

Ron threw the half-finished voodoo doll on the table in desperation, and tied the final rope in a mess.

"I knew it! I—"

He grumbled, and his eyes widened—the mess was a success this time around.

Harry and Hermione had tried to persuade him, but they were all stunned by the sudden success.

"how come?"

Ron looked at his hand, and at the voodoo doll that had shrunk in a circle, no matter how he looked at it, and was dumbfounded—how could it be successful?

"I dropped it the first time I made it?"

Ron looked at Harry, then at Hermione, puzzled - but there was no answer to the question, the other two were trying to be their own, and no one knew what was going on.

"Why don't you smash it again this time?"

Ron looked at Harry and Hermione, dubiously repeating the last steps, throwing the voodoo doll out before the last step, then tying it up - this time it worked again.

"Is it just about to fall?"

Ron looked stupidly at Harry and Hermione, then tried to make it again as he spoke - failed.

Fail or fail...

But after three successful examples, Ron was not in a hurry. After he failed several times in a row, he tried again without falling, and this time, he miraculously succeeded again.

The three were dumbfounded collectively - what's going on?

—

"Good afternoon professor."

Harry took the lead and knocked on the door of William's office - he had been training with Moody this semester, and this was the first time he had come to William's office.

After waiting for a while, Harry passed William's daily test as usual, and appeared in William's office at the same time as Ron and Hermione.

"Good afternoon, Harry, and so are you, Hermione, Ron."

William nodded, let them sit down, and took out snacks, "Did you encounter any problems?"

"It's—professor, that, voodoo doll."

Harry was the first to speak, but got stuck - the two of them didn't actually have permission to study.

"Voodoo doll, um" William glanced at Harry and then at the bag in Ron's hand, "Ron, have you finished making your first voodoo doll?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Very good, a little faster than I thought, you do have extraordinary talent in this area."

While talking, William put on gloves, applied protection to himself, and took the voodoo doll handed over by Ron.

"Eh—that much? Your success rate looks high."

William saw the four voodoo dolls, "Generally speaking, for beginners, even if all the steps are correct, it takes about seven to ten times to succeed once."

"That's what this class should be about - what a voodoo doll means to a wizard."

As he explained, he pointed at Ron's finished product, "As far as I understand the system, no one uses voodoo dolls made by others, because in the process of weaving, the magic of the wizard will affect this Grass man, make it more suitable for your own use, but this is only a preliminary process, and if you want to preserve it well and even increase its power, you need a ritual effect to carry out."

"professor…"

After Harry waited for William to say more or less, UU read www. uukanshu.com then interjected and asked, "Can we listen too?"

"Listen to listen - but I don't recommend that you and Hermione dabble in too much related content." William looked at Harry, "You've been busier than you thought this semester, and you shouldn't have much time for contact."

"As for classmate Hermione," William turned his head, "although I know you won't struggle too hard even if you learn this, but I still want to say that I plan to talk to you about future development from the first week of school. - It's just that I don't think it's time yet."

"But since we met today, let's talk about it."

William opened a small packet of preserved fruit by himself, "As far as I'm concerned, classmate Hermione, you'd better give up studying in the library this semester, and instead review the textbooks for grades one to five more solidly."

This opinion frightened the three of them. However, before William could explain, there was a cooing sound from the window sill.

[In other words, the best app for reading aloud and listening to books at present, Mimi Read, install the latest version. 】

The huge owl walked into the windowsill, then stood on the table in the middle with flapping wings, completely blocking the sight of the three, and then proudly stretched out a leg towards William.

William undid the note, unfolded it, and it was Hagrid's message.

[The storm is ready, come to Forbidden Forest. 】

He shook his head, stood up and turned his head to avoid the owl blocking his view, "Let's end today's conversation, I'll explain it to you later - the day after tomorrow, I expect Ron to finish making the voodoo doll the day after tomorrow. of."

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