The Magic Circle From The Harry Potter World

Today is Friday, and the morning is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the first class since La Wen Keluo started school.

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, where Raven Crow's first-year students arrived early.

As the class time approached, Professor Quirrell walked in tremblingly, looking like he was about to faint, with a disgusting garlic smell all over his body, and the little eagles couldn't help covering their noses.

Looking at him like this, who would have thought that there is an extra face behind his head that shouldn't be there.

"Classmates...students, let's start class now." Professor Quirrell took out his textbooks, stammered and smiled embarrassingly.

However, the little eagles below are still very restrained. If it was replaced by the little lions, they would be considered polite if they couldn't laugh out loud.

But within a few minutes of the class, the eaglets started staring at each other collectively. Because it took Professor Quirrell only one minute to speak a sentence, so he could speak 30 sentences in one class.

Just this lesson, let's take a hammer!

So the little eagles gradually began to doze off, some were reading, and some were passing notes to each other.

But Bai Hao didn't participate in it, he was like a strange species entrenched in the Eagle's Nest, observing Quirrell blankly.

"Mr....Mr. Philx, may I ask...do you have any...questions." Professor Quirrell smiled happily when he saw Bai Hao staring at him, feeling as if someone was listening to him.

"Professor Quirrell, I found a diary written by a Hogwarts student a long time ago. It said that the Dark Lord was a half-breed. Is it true?" Bai Hao pretended to be innocent. The first temptation and provocation against Voldemort was thrown.

Of course, the diary was fabricated. Voldemort was a half-breed. This may be a secret to many people now, but it was not necessarily true to some people in Slytherin House back then.

Bai Hao's question blew up the little eagles who were still fishing, and they all looked at Bai Hao with incredulous eyes.

"How is it possible... the Dark Lord is a half-blood?!"

"Isn't he a pure-blood?"

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The eaglets began to discuss in low voices. But Professor Quirrell's face was twitching, and Voldemort on the back of his head was in a powerless rage.

"I'm going to kill him! Quirrell! Kill him!" Voldemort was now thinking that he must kill the little wizard in front of him.

Voldemort's biggest taboo is that he is a half-breed, but he himself hates Muggles and Muggle wizards extremely. What Bai Hao said hit his biggest pain.

To be honest, if it didn't hurt many students, Bai Hao would really like to say to his face: "Voldemort is a mudblood."

"Mr. Felke... Mr. Felkes, this kind of thing that has no... factual basis can't be explained by a diary alone." Quirrell's ten fingers kept rubbing each other, and Voldemort's anger made him tense. Ba will not pretend.

"Let's continue the class, haha..." Quirrell smiled stiffly, and brought this matter to the past. Let Bai Hao continue to talk like this, and Quirrell felt that he would peel off his skin if he didn't die after returning.

And Bai Hao did not continue to ask, his goal has been achieved, in addition to disgusting Voldemort, the biggest effect of the question just now is to create public opinion, the so-called fearful words, the absurd blood theory of pure blood glory is the time Disappeared from the wizarding world.

Pure-blood glory is Voldemort's banner to encourage the declining pure-blood families to join his camp in the environment of intensified blood conflicts after the International Statute of Secrecy. In the early days, Voldemort disguised himself with his personality charm and pure blood theory, attracted followers, and made full use of and controlled others by observing their emotions and values. But after achieving his goal, he stopped pretending.

Voldemort would reuse people who were half-bloods and excluded, but who could bring real benefits, such as Snape. Collude with werewolves, giants and other marginalized bottom-level biological groups in the magical world for their own use, and at the same time win over and use the cowardice and vanity of pure-blood families.

It can be said that this kind of blood theory is Voldemort's greatest power, and it is also the reason why Voldemort is powerless to make trouble but can still influence the magic world to fear him. Otherwise, relying on his own strength alone, Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix could surround him and beat him to death.

And if you want to ask why Bai Hao did this instead of just running over it, it's just that he thinks it's too boring to do that. Besides, he doesn't like bloodlines. As a flower grower, he thinks that promoting a wizard revolution is worth a trip to this world.

Under the secret discussion of the kittens, Professor Quirrell walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom tremblingly, and the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of Rawen Klau ended hastily under the intervention of Bai Hao.

After class, Bai Hao went back to the lounge to read for a while, and then went to the cafeteria, where he saw many young wizards were already discussing the topic of Voldemort's possible half-breed.

It seems that the public opinion has already begun to ferment. When it reaches a certain level, Bai Hao will directly throw out the evidence, no matter whether it is fabricated or real. He speaks adult language.

"Bai Hao Felix!" Just as Bai Hao was wolfing down his lunch, a voice sounded from behind.

Bai Hao looked up and looked back, only to see Hermione standing behind her aggressively, with the word "angry" written all over her little face.

"Oh...Hermione! Eat pig's trotter!" Bai Hao smiled and handed over a charred pig's trotter.

"Huh! Take it away." Hermione pushed Bai Hao's hand away with a look of disgust. Speaking of the whole of Europe, the Germans like to eat pig's trotters. Except for the French who like to eat foie gras, people in other countries are more or less afraid of hoofs, offal and other foods.

Hermione sat next to him, Bai Hao had been hiding from her for the past few days, and today she finally caught him in the cafeteria.

"I want a cup of pumpkin juice." A cup of fragrant golden drink appeared in front of Hermione, she picked it up and took a sip, the sweet pumpkin aroma filled her nostrils.

"Bai Hao, what happened? Yesterday I saw Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick looked very bad when they came back." It may be because the pumpkin juice just now was a little hot, Hermione's little face Fluttering.

"It's nothing, I was almost bitten by a poisonous snake." Bai Hao continued to eat with an expression of indifference.

Hermione frowned, looking at Bai Hao's calm face, she knew that if nothing happened, Bai Hao, who is usually idle, would never underestimate him so lightly. After hearing about what Bai Hao did in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class today from a student she had just pulled Wen Keluo, she guessed that what happened last night must have something to do with Voldemort.

So she asked: "Is it related to Voldemort?" Maybe because she was eager to prove her conjecture, Hermione even forgot the taboo of this name, and Voldemort's name blurted out.

As soon as the words fell, Hermione knew that she had said the wrong thing. She suddenly felt a huge sense of fear enveloped her, her heart began to beat faster, her chest felt tight, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Idiot..." Bai Hao held his forehead helplessly. When Hermione said the name Voldemort, he saw a weak curse suddenly emerge from the void and penetrate into Hermione's body.

The little wizard who has just entered school is very innocent, and the fear brought about by this curse will bring a lot of psychological shadow to Hermione for a period of time to come.

But Bai Hao did not take action to eliminate the curse on Hermione. In fact, this power is not strong, and it will dissipate by itself within a few minutes. This is what Bai Hao said so many times about "Voldemort" experience.

After a few minutes, the power of the curse completely dissipated, and Hermione felt her heartbeat gradually calm down. She never thought that just saying a name would make her feel such an inexplicable fear.

"It's not good." Bai Hao handed over a piece of chocolate, in the shape of a fairy, which was exclusively made by Bai Hao, which can make people feel happy.

"Thank you, I didn't expect it, it's just a name..." Hermione took the chocolate, and she was still terrified by the short experience just now.

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