Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

Chapter 7 Tips

Just when Moon was still thinking about how much strength he should exert and which magic he should choose to show Uncle Golov.Uncle Golov, who was standing opposite, seemed to notice his hesitation, and suddenly said, "Ha, Moon, remember, use your strongest strength. Don't worry, you won't hurt me." Now I am your target, just use all your spells against the enemy on me."

Moon blinked, thought for a while, and finally nodded, and framed the casting range.

Except for the Blood Tongue, which is a bit too outrageous in performance, there are also some spells that he can't control very well, and he has taken them out and put them to good use - think about it, his magic power is very useful to his peers, and even to others. For those young wizards who have passed the test, they may be considered to have an advantage, but for veteran powerhouses like Uncle Golov, there should still be shortcomings.Although the duel between wizards is not purely based on magic power, magic power is still a huge influencing factor in the comparison of strength between the two sides.

What's more, Uncle Golov should be far better than him in terms of spell mastery and combat experience. Taken together, unless he uses all his methods like he did against Forest Dempsey, even if he uses Most of the spells may not really be able to hurt Uncle Golov.If that situation really happened, he would probably be able to control his casting.

"Don't worry, Uncle Golov, I understand." Moon nodded gently, then stretched his arms, took a good posture, and said with a smile: "No mercy."

Golov also laughed, stretched out his arms, and also took a defensive posture.

What he didn't notice was that when he just stretched his arms, Moon had already taken the opportunity to point to the patch of grass under his feet.

The old rule is that when two armies fight, they start with a magic explosion.The battle had just officially begun when two energy beams were already heading straight for Golov.

Although he was only fighting against his second-year nephew, Golov, who had known his nephew's weirdness, would not take it lightly. He did not use his wand to deflect Munn's magic blast, but in front of him A circular shield made of flames was propped up.As soon as the two energy beams arrived in front of him, they were entangled by two tongues of flame protruding from the strange flame shield and burned completely.

However, after the two bursts of magic energy, flame attacks fell from the sky.There was a whistling sound, and the hot white flame pillar came out of nowhere, carrying a glorious sound, and went straight towards Golov's head and smashed down.Golov, who had no time to hold up the fire shield above his head, showed no urgency on his face. He drew and waved his free left hand from the direction of the fire shield in front of him, and several wisps of flames spiraled out, wrapped in the flame attack technique to create a pillar of white flame.

But when the flames drawn from the fire shield enveloped the white flame pillar, Golov was suddenly startled, because the white flame pillar falling from the sky was not burned away strangely like the previous magic energy explosion, but it still remained. It was falling a little slower just because it was entangled in flames.

He looked at the white flame pillar with slight surprise. When the wand moved again, a burst of cold air rolled out of thin air, surrounding the crisis above.As the cold air eroded, the falling speed of the white flame pillar dropped again and again, and there was even a sense of stagnation. Then as the flames tightened again, the white flame pillar completely shattered and scattered in all directions.

But also at this moment, a flashing green arrow flew towards the sky above the fire shield.

"Ok?"

Although the green arrow was extremely fast and seemed powerful, the problem was that it was not aimed at Golov at all.

Before Golov could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly surprised to find that his body sensation had undergone an extremely distorted change - logically speaking, when a person stands on the ground, he feels Gravity should obviously be vertical to the ground, but now he felt that the direction of gravity was completely reversed.

No, not feeling.

Golov was startled, and quickly swiped his wand upwards. Two palms made of clay grasped his ankles tightly. In this way, he finally stopped "falling" toward the sky.

That's right, it's not a feeling, but the gravity has really been reversed. If he hadn't used the transformation technique to temporarily create two clay palms, he would have been forced to "fall" to the sky and meet the green arrow. The arrows collided.

Just when he had just made up his mind, next to the two clay palms he had conjured, the soft green grass on the small patch of ground suddenly stood up straight, and then swung towards his legs like sharp daggers. Stabbed it.

"Tsk" Munn's various strange and endless methods finally made Golov couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He turned his wand and flicked it in front of him. The two earthy palms holding his ankles suddenly separated into two branches, and then turned into sharp blades, suddenly cutting the grass that was stabbing his calves into two. Half.

It was also at this moment that a colorful energy ball suddenly flew to his dangling feet.

Golov could see clearly that the moment it stopped, the originally colorful energy suddenly turned into pure cold blue-white.Immediately afterwards, the energy ball suddenly contracted and turned into an arrow, flying high and piercing Golov's throat.

Golov did not dare to neglect, he had never seen such a weird spell, but his many years of experience allowed him to quickly think of a way to deal with it.

I saw him stretching his arms slightly, and the fire shield in front of him, which had begun to be a little stretched and even slightly shabby in color, finally unfolded again - one to two, two to four, four to eight... In just a few breaths of time, those The fire shield unexpectedly surrounded Golov, and all attacks coming at him were blocked, including the arrows that Munn used to transform from colorful balls.

Looking at the flame shield that completely enveloped his uncle, Moon raised his eyebrows.If the uncle uses this method to protect himself, then it is really not suitable for those strange attack methods. Instead, he should find a way to completely break those flame shields, and at the same time, he can use this to smoothly Attacked his uncle.

After just thinking for a moment, Moon made up his mind. He raised his hand and a group of icy aura hovering in his palm gradually condensed and took shape.

Immediately afterwards, the cold ball composed of cold air and filled with sharp blades flew straight in the direction of Golov.

Chapter 8 Tip [-]

Although the whole body is presented in a spherical shape, this sphere actually does not have an "outer wall". Its entire composition is the sharp cold air blade inside - and this is the magic that Munn learned from the "Magic Book". "Ice Breaking Strike", although it is not as powerful as Flame Strike when facing a single target, it has stronger penetrating power, wider strike range, longer strike time, and is not much weaker in power.At this moment, it is perfect to serve as the "leading soldier" who helps Munn break through Golov's protective means.

The layers of cold air blades whizzing past did not disappoint Munn. Golov's dispersed flame shield had just moved into position when the ice-breaking attack had already rushed in front of Golov. Just after it cracked and melted a small part of the cold blade, the weakened flame shield was completely extinguished, revealing Golov's face with his hair hanging upside down behind him.

Golov frowned, flicked his wand, and the flame shields that had just been dispersed gathered back into the center. But the problem was that most of the power of the Ice Breaking Strike had not been dissipated, so how could he let him The flame shield was smoothly integrated into one?Ice and fire collided, but strangely no steam was produced, as if ice and fire were all illusory things.

The uncle and nephew on both sides looked at each other from afar, and seemed to feel at the same time that their spells would be completely offset.So, Golov nodded with satisfaction and began to launch a counterattack against Munn. Munn also raised his palm slightly and launched the next wave of offensive.

As Munn's palm was raised, Golov, who had just started to cast the spell, suddenly swayed. His body, which had been close to the ground only under the grasp of the clay palm, actually fell back to the ground. The next moment, he wanted to continue to complete the spell. But it suddenly "fell" to the left.

Defying Gravity - It cannot directly cause any harm to anyone, but it can change the direction of the target object or the gravity endured by the object.

Golov's spellcasting, which had been redirected twice by Munn, naturally slowed down a lot, which allowed Munn to further complete his tactics.

Mental drowning technique - engage in mental confrontation with the target. If you can successfully overwhelm the opponent's spirit, you can make the opponent fall into a coma. Even after waking up, you will still feel weak, nauseous, and dizzy.If it fails to successfully overwhelm the opponent's spirit, it will only cause the opponent to have a relatively short-term sudden feeling of falling, and make the opponent feel weak, nauseous, and dizzy.

Under Munn's gaze, Golov's spellcasting was completely unable to continue this time. He only felt that his head suddenly became dizzy.Immediately afterwards, although the body still seemed to be falling to the left, mentally and in the mind, there was a strange feeling of falling sharply downward, as if falling into an endless abyss.My eyes also started to get a little dark, and I always felt like I was covered in a layer of fog when I saw things.

On the ground, the remaining grass suddenly began to surge up crazily, and strands wrapped around Golov's calf. At the same time, Moon pointed forward with the wand in his hand and recited a spell quickly:

"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"

Just when the spell was about to take effect, Golov suddenly chuckled and swung his wand forward. Violent flames instantly spread from the tip of his wand, and then engulfed everything around him along his body surface. completely, and completely blocked Munn's sight.Immediately afterwards, a crisp explosion sounded behind Munn. Munn immediately realized that it was the sound of the phantom's apparition. He quickly threw two magic blasts behind him without looking back, and then spun around. He raised his hand and launched the second ice-breaking attack.

Golov used his wand to bring out a flame, swallowing up and dissolving all the magic energy blasts and ice-breaking strikes, and then raised his hand to signal Munn to stop.

Moon immediately withdrew his wand, stopped his urge to fire two more fire attacks, and looked at Uncle Golov with a smile.Golov also extinguished the last fierce fire and put away his wand. Only a faint layer of light blue mist lingered around his body.

"That's great, Munn." Golov walked up to Munn, with a smile on his face, and said with great surprise: "Your progress is far beyond my imagination. Those strange spells are very flexible by you." It has been applied, and in my opinion, you are much stronger than when you dealt with the dark wizard of the Decay Swarm Moth last year. This is simply... incredible."

Moon smiled a little shyly, and then asked, "So, Uncle Golov, have I passed your test now?"

"Not only did you pass, but it can be said that you passed with full marks." Golov raised his hand and patted Moon on the shoulder. "Your magic power is astonishing, and you have mastered a lot of spells. You are also very good at facing enemies and casting spells." Absolutely outstanding, I dare say that when you reach my age, maybe even earlier, you will be the next Albus Dumbledore."

Golov was naturally very happy to praise Moon, but he was obviously more concerned about another thing.Therefore, after being happy for two seconds, Moon looked at Golov expectantly. "So, Uncle Golov, can I learn Li Huo from you? I noticed that at the end of the test just now, you actually Showing great fire."

Yes, the flame that Gorlov finally used to erase all the magic energy blast and ice-breaking strike was Li Huo.

"Ha, I think, no problem Mu En, if it's just Li Huo, I'm willing to teach you. But I have something to say before you completely master Li Huo, I won't teach you any other serious black magic." Later, Gorov's expression became serious again. "You have to know and remember that Lihuo is a very overbearing black magic. Because of this, learning it will bring you great psychological pressure. If If you want to learn some black magic at the same time, the possibility of you being attacked by fierce fire will become even greater."

"Don't worry, Uncle Golov, I am sensible." Moon nodded solemnly. "After learning Li Huo, unless I can completely master Li Huo, I will not learn any more black magic like this." magic."

"Okay, as long as you promise." Golov straightened his robe and walked down the mountain while asking, "Let's go back, pack up and wait for dinner."

Moon followed closely, and while accompanying Uncle Golov down the mountain, he was also listening to Uncle Golov's introduction.

"If you want to start learning Li Huo, you should at least ensure that you have mastered certain spell-casting skills. Of course, the spell-casting skills I am talking about here do not refer to the kind of 'how to release spells faster' or the like. . But it should be said that we should control our spells more accurately..."

Chapter 9 Tangled Sirius

After a period of time, Moon's life began to return to calm.

Although he has learned the Fire Spell from Uncle Golov, it cannot become his daily practice - the reason is very simple. At the request of Uncle Golov, he must do it in the presence of Uncle Golov. He couldn't practice the Fire Spell until later, but before he could practice for a few days, Uncle Golov was invited to visit and play in Brazil.In desperation, Moon's training plan can only be put on hold temporarily.

However, this is not completely bad news. In order to practice the Fire Curse, Munn had packed his entire schedule, which was almost even busier than when he was at Hogwarts.Now that there was one less exercise item, he reorganized his schedule and actually gave himself an extra hour of reading time.

If Voldemort waits for a few more years, he will be able to do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants.

With such a beautiful vision in mind, Moon gave himself a day off, and then plunged into the ocean of magic again.

When school starts in September, Moon and the others will officially enter the third grade.And this means that they will start to take their elective courses.

Before the end of last semester, Moon, Gal, and four people from Violet's dormitory took time to study the elective courses (Yarlin was the first to propose this matter, but in the end he fully supported it. The people who did this were actually Violet and Gar): In the end, they chose Care of Magical Creatures and Muggle Studies. The former was because everyone was very interested, and the latter was because they had better water grades. At least that's what Gal thought.

Only Moon was a little different from the others in choosing courses. He did not choose Muggle Studies, a course used for water grades, but switched to Divination and Ancient Runes.Although in fact they only needed to choose two courses each, Moon chose a total of three courses. In fact, he originally wanted to take a Muggle Studies class with everyone, but if he chose four courses, he You have to fiddle with the time turner - according to Professor McGonagall, the class time for ancient runes completely conflicts with Muggle studies.

So in the end he had no choice but to give up Muggle studies.

The time turner seemed wonderful, but to Moon, it was actually a bit of a big trouble.Because the use of the time turner must be reported to the Ministry of Magic, but from the current point of view, he is definitely not a young man who is liked by Fudge. On the contrary, whether it is Professor Dumbledore or the Shafik family, On the other hand, or from Moon's own side, he is truly on the opposite side of Fudge.Especially in less than a year, it is obvious that there will be a major conflict caused by werewolves.

After putting all these things together, if Moon really dared to shamelessly apply for a time-turner from the Ministry of Magic, then if Fudge wanted to take advantage of him and just make up any reason to accuse him of illegally using a time-turner...

There is no doubt that the initiative will be firmly controlled by Fudge.

Moon thought it would be better not to hand over a reason for one or two classes that were not very important at all, just for having fun with her roommates.

He was holding the book of ancient runes, and somehow Fudge's face, which usually seemed quite amiable, came to his mind.

If this guy can step down a year early, it will be a major benefit to the British wizarding community.

To be fair, in peacetime, Fudge might not be able to work well in his position until he retires.He has a strong desire for power and likes to exercise power and play tricks, but no matter what, he still has some abilities.But the problem is that it is just a false peace at the moment. In a few years, this peace is likely to cease to exist.

Once peace is no longer there, Fudge will never be able to hold on.

Moon rubbed his brows and was about to turn his mind back to this ancient rune book when he heard a soft knock on his door.

"Enter."

With a light snap of fingers, the door handle of Moon's room suddenly turned, and then the door slowly opened inwards, and Buffy's short figure walked in cautiously. "Master Moon, I have your letter. It's from 'The Tavern'."

Moon was startled for a moment, and then thought of something. He took the letter sent by Buffy through the air and nodded at Buffy.

Buffy smiled happily, retreated from Moon's room, and closed the door at the same time.After Buffy left, Moon opened the envelope and began to read the letter that should not have been sent.

The so-called 'tavern' in Buffy's mouth can actually be regarded as a code word. The Shafiq family has many businesses, but they do not run the beverage business. Instead, they are mostly related to various materials - such as herbs and the furs of magical animals. Tooth horns, various magical metals, wood and the like.It's just that during the period when Sirius was 'relaxing' around, the Shafiq family's property had been cooperating in delivering messages. Therefore, these messages that were sent from Sirius and reached Munn's hands through layers of transmission were called 'Letter from the Tavern'.

The problem is, if Moon remembers correctly, Sirius should have completed his mission and was ready to return.

You won't run into any trouble at this time.

Moon pursed his lips, hoping that it would be better for him to stop talking, and read the letter completely.

The bad news is that Sirius is indeed in trouble; the good news is that the trouble has nothing to do with his mission.

"..." Munn put down the letter speechlessly, pulled the notebook over in confusion, and added to the to-do list, "At eight o'clock in the morning on August 8th, wait for Sirius at the gate of the manor."

On August 8th, that is, tomorrow, Sirius will come to see him and take him with him to Diagon Alley.

The reason is... to let Munn give advice on what gift to buy for his dear godson, the star of savior.

Yes, this is the problem Sirius encountered, because he has never been in contact with Harry in these years. Well, to be precise, he has never been in contact with children of similar size, and he is even a little out of touch with society. Not to mention that Harry grew up in a Muggle society and a Muggle family, so he really couldn't think of what kind of meeting gift he could buy for Harry.

Just from Sirius's excessively sloppy handwriting, Moon could completely tell how entangled he was over the gift when he wrote the letter.

But the problem is that Moon doesn't know what gift to buy Harry!

How about...the whole big sundae?

Chapter 10 A few hours at 4 Privet Drive

If Harry were already in his second year, Moon would definitely vote for a broomstick when it came to choosing a gift.

But the problem is that Harry Potter is just 11 years old and will be in first grade after school starts in September.As we all know, first grade wizards are not allowed to bring broomsticks to school.

And obviously, the 'big sundae' is definitely not a good gift. If Moon dared to mention it, Sirius would definitely not mind turning into a big black dog and biting his legs twice.

To be honest, if Sirius only had to consider one gift, Moon could have copied Hagrid's choice in the original book and asked Sirius to give Harry a snowy owl.But... what Sirius needs are two gifts - one as a meeting gift, and the other as a supplement to Harry's birthday gift [Note 1].

Ah...the head is big...

Moon turned to look at the pile of Christmas gifts, birthday gifts and other miscellaneous gifts he had received from different people, and began to hope that he could find some inspiration from them.

While Sirius and Moon, two people who have nothing to do with Harry Potter at the moment, are distressed by "Harry Potter", on the other side, Privet, located in Little Whinging, Surrey, Something very everyday is going on in the house on Road 4.

"Harry Potter!!!" Mr. Dursley roared and looked at Harry Potter, who was thin and wearing obviously too loose clothes. His round face turned the color of liver. "I told him More than you! There is no! Magic in this world!"

Harry tilted his head, curled his lips at an angle that his uncle could not see, and muttered: "I know, that's just-"

"Are you having those pitiful weird dreams of yours again?" Dudley's eyes were still fixed on the TV screen, but he sneered and mocked: "You only dream all day long."

"Then I think you must be too lacking in imagination to even dream." Harry retorted, and then quickly slipped back into his cupboard before Dudley understood what he meant.

He didn't know that if he had followed the original trajectory, he would have known about the existence of magic half a month ago and was excitedly preparing to go to the school called "Hogwarts" that specializes in teaching magic in September. Go to the school to see something.Now he no longer has to live in this narrow and small cupboard. Instead, he can move upstairs to live in the small room that Dudley used to store bad toys, and enjoy a room of his own in the true sense.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't regret it - compared to living in a cupboard for half a month longer and learning about magic half a month later, he would undoubtedly choose his godfather, even if it was just to let Sirius Spare yourself the sins of Azkaban.

No matter what, Harry, who didn't know anything at the moment, could only lie in his cupboard in a daze.

He celebrated his birthday half a month ago, and just like every year, no one remembered it at all.There was no cake, no candles, no wishes, no happy smiles from the family, or even no blessings, as if no one named Harry Potter was celebrating his birthday in this house at all.

And half a month later, he will put on that smelly "elephant skin" [Note 2] and go to the stone wall middle school.

Hmm... This doesn't seem bad. Even if Dudley said that he would be bullied by others when he went there, it would still be better than being bullied by Dudley and his group - he didn't believe that anyone would be better than Dudley. Li and his group were willing to bully him.

This kind of thinking is undoubtedly a bit of a joy in suffering. There is no doubt that being bullied by anyone is never an easy thing.However, for Harry, it is perfectly normal to enjoy happiness in misery.

After all, he has been having fun for several years, right.

It was almost time to go to bed, and the TV was still making noisy noises. To be sure, the program on the TV was quite interesting, but if Dudley's giggle sounded along with the sound of the program, then " The words "interesting" can only be pitifully invalidated.

Harry closed his eyes and thought of his dream last night again.

He dreamed that he seemed to be lying on a broom, and happy laughter could be heard from time to time, and more than one person was laughing - probably two, a man and a woman.

He couldn't help but wonder if those were his father and mother.But as soon as his thoughts changed, he felt ridiculous again.Where would any parent let a little baby lie on a broom?It would be too easy to fall off.

But after a while, he felt that maybe his parents were the kind of "weirdos" who would let their children lie on the broom?After all, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia always called his parents "weirdos". What if it was because of this kind of thing that happened that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia looked at his parents that way?

Harry turned over slightly and couldn't help but yawn.Then, after an unknown amount of time, he finally fell asleep amid such random thoughts.