Hogwarts: Opening Sign-In Mangekyo Sharingan

But he didn't let his guard down.

The left hand hidden in the robe tightly held the alchemy dagger he made this morning.

Trolls are creatures with extremely high magic resistance.

Normal spells don't work very well against them.

Instead of wasting time releasing the spell, it would be more effective to use your own alchemy items.

"You! Wizard! Talk! Don't eat!"

A few incoherent words protruded from the troll's mouth.

As a close relative of giants.

Their language is somewhat similar to Giant's language, but there are differences in it.

Before Braun smiled because of the other person's words.

It was discovered that the benign monster had changed its face in an instant.

He roared angrily like two different people.

No matter what Braun said, there seemed to be no way to influence the other party.

"This giant monster is definitely controlled by someone!"

Braun dodges the huge club.

Instead of escaping into the distance, he turned around and entered the girls' bathroom.

The opponent's speed is much faster than his own.

The only way to defeat this big man is to make use of the small space in the bathroom to prevent him from stretching.

"boom!"

A huge wooden club smashed through the bathroom door.

And the giant monster walked in after him.

He looked fiercely at where Braun was.

"Here I am! You idiot!"

The taunt in the troll's language made the troll go mad with anger.

He was greeted by a pair of red eyes.

"Control the soul!"

With Braun's spell.

The giant monster, who was still angry, was as motionless as a wood carving.

But Braun knew it wasn't going to last long.

Feel the magic power disappearing in the body.

He gritted his teeth and rushed over.

"Winga Timothy Viosa!"

The floating spell took the rough-looking dagger and flew over.

At the last moment when the troll was awake, he inserted the opponent's eyes.

until the end of the dagger.

"Aw... huh..."

The intense pain of "Seven Three Three" stimulated the giant monster's brain.

Make it even crazier.

The wooden stick in his hand kept sweeping.

The lavatory stalls were constantly smashed.

Sawdust flew.

Even Braun, who had cast the Iron Armor spell earlier, was knocked flying by the huge impact.

Seeing the approaching troll, even Braun couldn't help but feel fear welling up in his heart.

He didn't think that a mere Iron Armor Curse could resist the power of this wooden stick.

The moment his troll's club was about to hit him.

The circuits inscribed in the dagger finally started to work.

I saw that the giant monster's already huge body became even bigger.

The whole body is like a balloon that is constantly being inflated.

The body also began to become soft.

It's as if it's filled with water.

"Iron Armor!"

"Iron Armor!"

Braun cast the Iron Armor Charm desperately.

Squeezing the little magic power in the body.

Layer after layer of silver armor is superimposed.

It made the color of the Iron Armor Curse a solid gray.

"Crack...boom!"

The violent explosion almost shook the entire ground.

Professor McGonagall and others who rushed over were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw red muscles and blood all over the corridors of the underground classroom.

The location of the bathroom, while still in good condition, also appears to be crumbling.

Utensils such as the washbasin inside became rubble.

Even Snape and Professor McGonagall, who were used to seeing blood, instinctively felt uncomfortable with the scene before them.

And Ron and Harry leaned against the corner and vomited.

Quirrell just passed out again.

"Braun!"

Hermione didn't pay attention to the horrible scene before her.

Instead, he rushed over crying.

Run towards the pile of wreckage.

And the two professors also remembered what they were going to do.

Walking warily towards the wreckage.

"Winga Timothy Viosa!"

Under the powerful magic of Professor McGonagall.

All kinds of debris were floating in the air.

And at this moment, the figure under the wreckage finally appeared.

"Braun!"

Hermione didn't care about Braun's bloody body and hugged Braun's neck tightly.

Tears flowed down as if they didn't want money.

"Ahem, Hermione, I can't breathe!"

Hermione released her hand apologetically.

But there was still tension in Braun's eyes.

"There's nothing wrong with the body.

Just a few bruises.

It must have been hit by something.

The magic power consumption is huge. "

After checking, Snape said slowly.

"Mr. Roll..."

Professor McGonagall hadn't finished speaking.

He was interrupted by Hermione.

"Professor, it's because of me.

Braun came to the underground classroom to save me...

And please don't punish him..."

Hermione begged pitifully.

Professor McGonagall's expression was very serious.

"Miss Granger, of course I will deal with the three of you..."

Both Ron and Harry couldn't help but lower their heads.

On the way, they happened to meet Hermione who was looking for Professor McGonagall.

Naturally, he also told Professor McGonagall the truth.

They knew that according to Professor McGonagall's unselfish character, this score must be deducted.

They have already prepared in their hearts.

"You should know Mr Roll!

Bloody dark arts are not allowed at Hogwarts!"

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him like purgatory.

Professor McGonagall's expression also became serious.

Who knows what will happen to such a bloody black magic in the hands of a child whose three views have not yet fully grown?

"You seriously violated the school rules..."

"Professor, I am not using black magic."

See Professor McGonagall puzzled.

Braun pointed with difficulty to the dagger with only half of the handle left in the corner.

"That is my refining alchemy item, the effect is to destroy the balance of magic power."

Professor McGonagall snapped his fingers suspiciously.

Then she saw the piece float into her hand.

Although she did not learn alchemy, the long years of life had tempered his eyesight.

"Bronze?"

Watch the broken magical circuits on this rough shard.

She believed the other party's words a little bit.

This kind of magic material is generally used in expensive alchemy items.

"I will report this to the principal.

The principal will deal with it at that time. "

Professor McGonagall said seriously.

Although I already believed in my heart.

But how this matter is still needs to be judged by Dumbledore.

"Professor Snape will trouble you to take Mr Rolle to the infirmary.

I need to find the principal now.

These kids will trouble you first. "

Snape was silent, but nodded anyway.

"Professor Snape, Professor Quirrell..."

"Let him stay here!"

There was disgust in Snape's tone.

Holding Braun in his arms, he walked towards the infirmary without looking back.

And Hermione followed worriedly.

Ron and Harry exchanged glances.

In the end, he followed helplessly.

They don't want to stay in such a bloody place any longer.

It's just too scary.

With Harry and Ron gone.

In the empty basement, only Quirrell was lying here alone.

But not long.

Quirrell was still motionless.

But suddenly opened his eyes.

His expression was no longer that cowardly look.

Instead, it became vicious and cold, like a poisonous snake.

He stood up slowly.

Walk over to those fragments of limbs.

There was no reaction to the pungent bloody smell.

Carefully observe the minced meat that has been broken into slag.

He even inserted his hand into it regardless of disgust.

After a while, he spoke hoarsely:

"I need this thing! It's a powerful alchemical item! I feel the magic of the disorder in this flesh.

Watch out for that boy!"

The voice changed suddenly, it was no longer cold but courageous:

"But master... Dumbledore is watching him very closely... I might... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Quirrell fell to the ground and twitched like an electric shock.

"I said I needed something like that! Keep an eye on that kid for me!"

"Yes... yes... master..."

Quirrell wailed.

The voice was hoarse, and the whole person seemed to be dying.

There's the Philosopher's Stone! Do it!

Don't try to run away from me, Quirrell! I can know! I know everything about you..."

Disappeared with a slippery, snake-like sound.

Quirrell once again became that timid and cowardly look.

He looked at the bloody scene in front of him with some fear.

After looking around in horror, he fled here cautiously.

infirmary.

Braun lay on the bed.

The tattered wizard robes on his body have been replaced with the pajamas prepared here for the little wizards.

Madam Pomfrey was chattering aside.

Blame Braun for being reckless.

Although the old witch who was born in Slytherin was not forgiving, she was busy preparing potions for Braun.

"Thank you ma'am!"

Braun drank the potion with a grimace.

Potions do not taste very good.

But if you think about it, they are all made from the teeth of various spider venomous snakes, or they are made from strange magic herbs. It would be strange if they tasted good!

Madam Pomfrey snorted coldly:

"Perhaps I'd be happier if you guys would be more honest!

Also! The infirmary can’t keep so many people, you’d better get out quickly!”

While responding to Braun, he still didn't forget to warn the three of Hermione.

Then he came to the dispensing room again, and it seemed that he was going to configure new potions.

"How are you feeling, Braun?"

Hermione sat on the edge of the bed, still holding Braun's palm tightly in her right hand.

It seems that it is hoped to give Braun power in this way.

"Um, there's no need to be so worried about Hermione, I'm fine..."

As if pulling on the wound, the corners of Braun's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Hermione's worried look was also amused by Braun's look.

"Uh, what, let's go first. Ron, hurry up

Harry really didn't want to continue eating dog food here.

Pushing Ron beside him, he urged.

Ron hesitated and stepped forward.

"Sorry...Hermione.

I shouldn't have said that about you.

I hope you can forgive me..

Ron's face turned a little red.

It seemed that such behavior embarrassed him.

Hermione seemed a little angry.

But after thinking that the other party could remember to come to the basement to save himself.

The resentment in my heart is also much less.

"Well then I forgive you!"

Ron was relieved to be forgiven.

A smile finally appeared on the suffering face, but he was still a little embarrassed.

He left here as if fleeing with Harry.

Only Braun and Hermione were left in the ward.

"Today's moon is so beautiful!"

Braun sighed.

Hermione didn't speak but silently squeezed Braun's hand a little tighter.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Looks like I didn't come at the right time!"

Dumbledore said a little funny.

Pretending to turn around and leave.

"headmaster."

Hermione stood up eagerly.

Standing up with an embarrassed expression.

"Sorry to bother you Miss Granger but we have to talk to Braun about something."

Dumbledore pretended to be helpless.

"Ah, all right."

She looked a little reluctant.

But he still didn't say anything and after saying goodbye to Braun, he left the infirmary with three heads turned.

"Okay principal, it looks like you made me miss a good night."

Braun grumbled.

But the heart is full of vigilance.

At the same time, Occlumency was operating to the extreme.

I'm afraid that the other party will spy on my head.

After all, there seems to be such a plot among the fans I watched in my previous life.

Naturally, he wouldn't take it lightly because the old bee didn't tamper with his head last time.

"Good things take their toll on young people.

This is a word given to me by an Eastern friend of mine.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Also, you seem to be too wary of me.

Are you afraid that I will look at your head?"

"Well, I have concerns about this."

Braun admits.

In front of an old antique like Dumbledore who had lived for nearly a hundred years, he thought he still couldn't fool him.

It would be better to be honest.

"You're very interesting Mr Rolle.

But your worry is a bit unnecessary.

I can't see through your heart, that's something that Legilimency can't do.

I can only see your current thoughts.

And this behavior is instantly noticeable to those who use Occlumency.

This is extremely impolite behavior. "

Braun laughed a few times, but he still didn't give up his intention to protect his brain.

"Well, then, we hope that the rest of our conversation will be sincere Mr. Rolle."

"Of course, Headmaster.

I have always trusted you.

Otherwise, I would not entrust my work [Eternal Memory] to the school.

You are here this time for [Demon Breaker]. "

"[Demon Breaker]? You mean the name of this thing?"

Dumbledore took out a fragment in his hand.

It was the fragment of the alchemy dagger that Braun had given to Professor McGonagall.

"That's right! This is my new alchemy item.

Professor McGonagall should have told you about the effect. "

Dumbledore gently stroked the fragment in his hand with a serious expression.

"Braun...although I'm 5.5 and don't want to praise you too much.

But I will say it anyway.

You are indeed a genius!"

Dumbledore sighed.

As a close friend of Nick Flamel, he naturally has vision.

Even though it's just a fragment.

But you can still feel the interference with magic.

Although this effect is very weak.

"Thank you principal.

I think you intend to ask me for entrustment?"

Braun asked tentatively.

He still hadn't figured out what Dumbledore meant.

"No, Braun, I'm here to make a deal with you.

This kind of dangerous alchemy item must not be passed on!"

Dumbledore's expression also became serious.

He knew it when he felt the power of this alchemical item.

If this alchemy item spreads out, it will definitely cause huge changes in today's magic world.

The already precarious Wizarding Secrecy Act is likely to collapse.

There will be a more efficient kill in the wizarding world.

Braun didn't expect Dumbledore to be for such a thing.

But thinking about it, Dumbledore has been trying his best to maintain the balance of the magic world.

This kind of thing that is enough to change the pattern of the wizarding world is something that Dumbledore absolutely does not want.

Of course, Braun didn't want to spread this powerful alchemy item.

His original thought was that if Dumbledore wanted to trade refining methods with himself.

He handed over to the other party the castrated version.

Since the request of the other party is not to let you spread it, wouldn't it be better?

You can also prostitute a transaction from the other party.

"So, what are you going to trade, Headmaster?"

"What do you think of the guidance of a true master alchemist?"

half an hour later.

Dumbledore left the infirmary.

And Braun got what he wanted.

He looked at a note in his hand with excitement.