Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

The Death Eater stared at Lin Xia fiercely, opened his mouth wide, and blew out a breath of fishy wind, as if a ferocious wolf was baring its teeth at her.

The mouth was blocked, but the hands were still available.

The Death Eater swung his hands, trying to tear Lin Xia's skin.

Lin Xia supported the wand with one hand. The hard wand combined with her strong arm strength allowed her to lift the Death Eater easily.

The Death Eater felt her terrifying power, his eyes slightly opened, and his mouth moved violently, as if he wanted to speak.

Lin Xia heard his vague voice: "Power...how can you have such a strong power?"

"You're actually using a magnetic wand. You shouldn't be able to transmit spells at this level..."

"With such strong physical strength, you are definitely not a student. Who are you? Who are you pretending to be?"

At first, the Death Eater's voice was still slurred.

But when the magnetic wand completely pierced his upper jaw and the wand was deeply inserted into his mouth, the Death Eater's voice became clearer and clearer, as if some troublesome obstacle had been thrown away by him.

Lin Xia saw his changes with her own eyes.

Originally, there was only a small black dot in the scarlet pupil, but as his voice became clearer and clearer, the pure black dot actually expanded and soon covered the entire eye socket.

The black bugs in his body became more and more numerous, and seemed to be gradually abandoning their human form.

Lin Xia, who had had several experiences, recognized it immediately. The Death Eaters were clearly making the infection in her body worse!

As his body becomes less and less human, he will gain more and more power.

Having a wand pressed to the throat would be very uncomfortable for a human wizard, but it is not a big problem for an infected person.

Their bodies have undergone mutations, and they can completely move their throats to other places, or even do without throats!
Lin Xia swung his wand expressionlessly, but the wand seemed to have taken root in the Death Eater's throat and could not be swung out.

The Death Eater laughed crazily and stretched out his hands to grab Lin Xia again.

This time, he deliberately controlled the deformation of his hands and stretched his hands several centimeters, and he was about to grab Lin Xia's hood.

But suddenly, Lin Xia spoke.

A powerful magical wave surged, and the Death Eater felt the power gathering in his mouth. His eyes widened involuntarily, and his dark eyes seemed to fall out of their sockets.

"This kind of power... This kind of power... Who are you..."

A shining, warm white light emerged from the tip of the wand.

Lin Xia used silent casting to proactively reduce the power of the Patronus Spell.

But just a ray of white light the size of a candy fell into the Death Eater's mouth, like a bomb jumping into his body.

The next second, the Death Eater's body suddenly glowed from the inside out, and the white light broke through the gaps in the pores of his skin.

The Patronus Charm followed the remaining human skin of the Death Eater and blasted it accurately from the inside out.

But because the Death Eaters' bodies have already been partially transformed, the Patronus Charm takes a more brutal approach to dealing with completely deformed organs -

Since there was no gap to break through, he might as well burn and rot the flesh and blood of that piece of skin until it almost collapsed and tore apart, forcing the light of the Patronus Charm to shine through.

The Death Eaters were completely unable to react in time; the power of this Patronus Charm was so terrifyingly strong.

When he came to his senses, his entire body had been burned by the Patronus Spell, rotting from the bottom up, and then disappeared bit by bit under the corrosion of the light.

Before he completely disappeared, he still stared at Lin Xia, but he still couldn't say the last word before he dissipated between heaven and earth.

After the Death Eaters were turned into powder, Lin Xia looked at the spider web serrated trap set up in front of him.

Wherever the eyes looked, a white light appeared out of nowhere and fell where the sight was.

Immediately afterwards, a violent rise of water vapor accompanied by a faint stench appeared, and the spider web serrated trap in front had completely disappeared.

Lin Xia walked forward a few steps, came to the bottom of the beam, and glanced up casually.

A white light automatically rose from the beam. The light was soft and warm, clinging to the beam silently.

This time there was no moisture or stench, but instead there was a subtle crackling sound, like sparks and electricity passing by.

At this moment, the white light that could destroy the Death Eaters was extremely soft, playfully shuttling between the beams, but it did not ignite the structure inside the beams.

Like a purifying light, it purified all the beams of the house and then disappeared.

A breeze blew by gently, taking away the last bit of dust.

Lin Xia walked forward slowly towards the second target.
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Hermione also engaged the werewolf in battle.

Although the werewolf's precise sense of smell was destroyed, countless large and small interference traps were set up along the way.

But the werewolf in a manic state showed a fearless spirit, and no matter what obstacles lay ahead, he would tear them apart with his sharp claws!

The werewolf's claws were already scarred by the endless traps, and several of its nails were turned outward, revealing the bloody flesh underneath.

But it was like a tireless tool, still using its scarred claws to tear open several traps that Hermione had hastily set.

Although the werewolf kept staring at Hermione and attacking, Hermione had no intention of running away.

Simply comparing speed, she definitely couldn't outrun the werewolf. Whether in terms of physical strength or magic resistance, the werewolf was much better than her.

But with the endless traps, the prank toys stolen from the Weasley twins, and the bottles of stinky and extremely fragrant fruit essential oils thrown at the werewolves from time to time.

The werewolf may not realize that its body, which looks like a perpetual motion machine, is actually slowly declining in all its functions.

At the beginning, Hermione could only seize the opportunity to throw traps and escape, but now she can turn back from time to time and cast a spell to make the werewolf more seriously injured.

The werewolf's eyes were fixed on Hermione, excitement evident in his eyes.

Its inability to think too much and its beast instinct made it still regard Hermione as its prey.

It didn't realize that with every recent chase, its mouth was filled with gulps of air.

The wound on the leg was oozing more and more blood, and the nails of the sharp claws had been deeply embedded in the flesh and were constantly being worn away.

Another prank toy egg was thrown at him, and the werewolf still raised his sharp claws and tore the toy egg into pieces!
But the moment it touched the toy egg, it suddenly lost its balance, its legs went limp, and it fell heavily to the ground.

"The toxin is taking effect, now!"

Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione noticed the werewolf fall, and instead of running away, she quickly turned to face the werewolf.

She tightly grasped the wand in her hand and continuously fired attack magic one after another. The information about werewolves that she had searched in the library flashed through her mind. In addition to the escape method that Snape taught in class, the information also talked about how to fight werewolves head-on.

“Once they transform into wolves, they lose their sanity, their thinking ability becomes negative, and they are more easily angered by blood and provocation.

So you can constantly provoke the werewolf, make it run around in circles, set traps to wear down the werewolf's skin, and use poison that can be transmitted into the body through breathing.

The sense of smell is the werewolf's most powerful organ, but also its weakest weakness. First, destroy the nerve center connected to the sense of smell. It is recommended to prepare a poison that interferes with the sense of smell.

When the werewolf is completely enraged and ignores all kinds of damage to its body, the poison makes the werewolf lose control of its body, becoming crooked and uncontrollable. This is the best time for the wizard to counterattack..."

Hermione stared at the werewolf, specifically aiming for the werewolf's face.

She knew her weakness, which was that her magic power was not as strong as Harry's. The total amount of magic power accumulated in her body was only slightly more than Ron's.

Her most outstanding ability is that she can cast magic with great precision, and many spells can be cast after only learning them once.

So in addition to practicing the Patronus Charm this semester, she also specially trained the accuracy of her spells.

She couldn't solve the shortcoming of her magic power, so she could only make sure that every time she cast magic, it would hit the desired place accurately.

If you keep attacking the same place, the accumulated damage will be enough to cause fatal injuries!
"Split into pieces!"

"Split into pieces!"

"Split into pieces!"

Since she had to keep casting spells in the same place, Hermione might as well use one spell to accumulate damage.

Rather than "shattered into pieces", she prefers to use "torn into pieces". Beams of magic shoot out like machine guns, hitting the werewolf's face continuously.

Hermione didn't just hit the werewolf's face, but specifically hit the werewolf's nose.

Her aim was pretty good at the beginning, but later the werewolf's nose was broken into pieces, so she could only continue to cast spells on the wound based on her feeling.

Her heart was racing, her body was excited, but she was also nervous.

The werewolf stood there motionless, but Hermione continued to throw spells at its face.

Hermione didn't stop until the werewolf's stiff body fell to the ground. She also fell to the ground with weak legs, breathing deeply.

"Did it succeed? Is the werewolf dead?"

Hermione thought uncertainly.

She regained some strength and did not approach the werewolf, but instead cast a detection spell on it.

Only after making sure it was dead did Hermione breathe a sigh of relief, a happy smile crossing her face.

She succeeded!

She actually killed a werewolf!

This was her first time to fight against dark creatures head-on, although when she encountered the werewolf, the werewolf was already a little exhausted.

Even so, Hermione was happy about the victory in this battle.

She gripped her wand tightly, and after recovering all her strength on the spot, she stood up, thought deeply for a while, and used Apparition to return to the rooftop.
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The scene changes to Harry and Ron.

Although both of them could feel the old wizard's power, they were wary of his sudden kindness.

Harry asked cautiously, "Can you tell me your name? Who are you?"

The old wizard's wise eyes seemed to see through the young wizard's anxiety, and he smiled and said:

"Of course, kid, my name is Cassio Zaka. I'm not very famous in the wizarding world. I guess you haven't heard of my name."

The old wizard is being modest.

The young wizard didn't know his name, but when other older wizards heard this name, they would think of the wizard who once dominated the magical world for a period of time.

When the wizard Cassio was young, he could be compared with Dumbledore!
But since graduating from the academy, Cassio has disappeared and deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

Cassio said: "My child, although you don't know me, perhaps you know Durmstrang.

I taught at this college for five years when I was young, and I loved that school so much that I kept the school badge even after I left.”

Cassio took out the badge and handed it to Harry and Ron.

They had just recently been briefed by Hermione on the school emblems of the three major magic academies in Europe. When they saw the emblems at this time, they found that they were exactly the same as what Hermione had said before, and they nodded.

The combination of a double-headed eagle and a ferocious deer head is the symbol of Durmstrang's school emblem. Even after several generations of iterations, the core image will not change.

Now Ron and Harry also understood why the old wizard was willing to help them fight the Death Eaters together.

Perhaps it was because of his sense of responsibility as a former professor that he was unwilling to abandon these two little wizards.

But before that, Hermione not only taught them about the school emblems of magic schools, but also about the dressing styles and uniform styles of different schools.

The old wizard in front of him was not dressed in Durmstrang style at all. His clothes were not serious or heavy, but rather bright.

If they didn't know that Beauxbatons School prefers sky blue, they would have thought that this professor was more like a professor at Beauxbatons.

Ron couldn't help but ask, "What did you do after you stopped teaching students at Durmstrang?"

Harry thought Ron's question was a bit rude, but he didn't interrupt. He was also curious about the question.

Naturally, they trust the professors in the school. The professors at Hogwarts are very powerful, and the professors at the other two magic academies will not be weak either.

But after he stops being a professor, can the old wizard still maintain his abilities at their peak?

Lin Xia and Hermione had both told them that some old wizards become more powerful as they age, and have deep knowledge in the fields they delve into.

But for some older wizards, their magic dissipates faster as they get older, and the accuracy and power of their spells are not as good as those of young wizards.

Cassio didn't care about their doubts. On the contrary, he thought it would be good for the little wizard to be cautious so that he would not be deceived by evil wizards and used as various magic materials.

He said: "I went to Norway and joined the Wizengamot Council. I was considered a resident wizard in the council and did various things for the council."

"The Wizengamot Council!" Ron and Harry's eyes sparkled.

Harry asked excitedly, "Do you know Dumbledore? He is the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot!"

Cassio's smile deepened: "Of course I know. Dumbledore has always been the idol I want to be." (End of this chapter)