People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

This magic, Excalibur's power of good, and the core of [Obsidian Shadow] [Source of Negative Emotions] are linked together.

Thus, [Red Dragon Blood] became Bagel's talent as a fairytale magician, which brought about changes.

In the ignited state alone, the skin's resistance to spells and fire, and health points are greatly increased compared to before.

Not to mention, it has also adaptively developed resistance to the emotional power of this world—a power that the system calls alien magic.

Finally, the "Dragon of Good and Evil" form was born.

This is probably the incarnation that Rafar spent hundreds of years creating in an attempt to destroy the fairy tale kingdom.

The only difference is that the red dragon that Rafar turned into probably doesn't have the "Crown of Good".

According to the system annotations, it should be the result of Basil's original concept of King Arthur, combined with the magic of good brought by Excalibur.

But it’s a pity, 300 extraordinary energy.

Bagir now has a total of 19 magic points, not counting the bonus from the [Magic Book].

Take into account the 10 'magic' bar brought by the [Magic Wand Appearance].

Only 29.

As for the remaining 271, Bagir will have to live till the end of time to have such magic.

However, after the [Piercing Ceremony], when Bagir becomes a fairy tale magician, he will possess the magic of this world - the power of emotions.

If the negative emotions in the [Source of Negative Emotions] can really be transformed into the magic of this world, combined with Bagir's [Encouragement] talent, it is not impossible to make up this 271.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 105 Spell Lesson

“Father!” “Father!” “Father!”

In recent days, every morning when he wakes up, Bagir can always hear this call.

Then there’s Tedros’s big face.

Then he respectfully handed over the fully prepared toiletries.

The roommates and other princes around were looking at this side like believers who had seen their gods.

This made all the happiness that Bagir had accumulated in recent days disappear.

At this time, he would always say to Tedros: "I am not your father. Why don't you go to Agatha? Or treat me as air like night."

Tedros's answer every time was: "That's so as not to disturb your rest. I called you because I saw your eyelids were loose and you were about to wake up."

As for the topic of Agatha, he avoided talking about it.

Madison has a unique view on this: "He should be the kind of boy who grew up with a more traditional education in the UK. Talking to his father about girls is unacceptable for a traditional gentleman. What's more, he likes it."

However, even with the big trouble of Tedros, Bagir is still very happy in the academy.

Compared to Hogwarts, which has at least two classes every day on weekdays, the School of Law and Order for Good and Evil sometimes has no classes at all.

Even if there are courses, they are very short, only one and a half hours.

The content of the class seemed to have nothing to do with magic.

Etiquette, dress, swordsmanship, horse riding and archery.

It's basically a sports class.

The strange thing is that even though everything he did had nothing to do with magic, the thing called magic in this world took deep root in Bagir's body and gradually became stronger.

Just waiting for the piercing ceremony to arrive.

At that time, it will be awakened, and maybe it will be reflected in the character data.

The huge amount of energy required by the "Dual Phase Dragon of Good and Evil" will also be achieved.

Baguirre's intuition told him that this was very likely.

This is the wonderful vision of wizards in the Harry Potter world after awakening their third eye.

One morning, he was drinking scarlet soup with a spoon, among the chopped basil leaves, and in a trance, he saw himself transformed into a giant red dragon, soaring on the top of the tower. In the blazing dragon flames, Rafar struggled inside and turned into charcoal.

Rafar's inevitable death made Bagir, who had been worried all the time, begin to relax physically and mentally.

So, Bagel, who had suppressed his nature and forced himself to stay in the library at Hogwarts, could finally let go of everything and have fun everywhere.

In particular, the environment of the charity house is magnificent, like a paradise on earth.

It adds a touch of comfort.

But these alone would not make Bagir particularly happy.

After all, Beatrice can be seen but not eaten.

A great beauty, who changed her styles in front of him all day long, and even tried the dark style of the evil house, made Bajir want to take a step further with her.

If it weren't for Madison, Bagir would have gotten himself expelled from the academy before Rafar could take any action.

All I can say is that Madison is just as she introduced herself, she is good at reading group videos and doing blowjobs. She was quite inexperienced at the beginning, but after getting a little familiar with it, she showed a professional level that would amaze even Japanese teachers.

Having a big mouth does have advantages.

Of course, as an outstanding young man with five virtues and four beauties, Bagir would not just be obsessed with sports.

I chatted in the club's public screen, which is the group chat, and went online on time at 9 o'clock every night to participate in club activities. I persisted in doing so.

He even opened a Quidditch game so that Madison and Sophie could see the superb flying skills he had learned from Harry and Draco.

But unfortunately, he is the only wizard who can be considered as a wizard in Harry's world.

Even though Sophie and Madison possess what is called magic in their world, they are still Muggles in Harry's world.

Fortunately, unlike the game settings, once the activity starts, it mainly depends on the individual, with no group requirements.

Finally, I got 60 club badges safely.

Just when Basil thought the two of them would cheer for him, Sophie and Madison were devastated.

"Just a little bit closer!"

"My gold card!"

Only then did Bagir understand why they had stopped taking any action after exchanging a purple card.

It turns out that they wanted to stock up to exchange for gold cards.

This made them both very resentful.

So the next day, Sophie's roommate, Hester, who could summon dragons, had a dark circle under her left eye. Bajir was listless, looking like he had learned time management from Luo Zhixiang and put it into practice.

But on this day, Basil finally touched upon the spell lesson that was not filmed in the movie and was mentioned by Captain Hook's son Hawk.

The prince and princess attended this class together.

Sophie was also in the class, sitting with Agatha.

Tedros and Sophie both looked gloomy.

On the public screen, Madison was speaking frantically.

"Spells class? What exactly are you going to teach in this class?"

"I'm already at school."

"You won't believe that Queenie, the girl I mentioned earlier who had a miserable job, was actually black!"

"How annoying! She's a natural voodoo doll. Just by looking at you, she can transfer the harm on her body to you."

"Just like what Basil said, Cordelia taught us almost nothing except history. We can only learn by ourselves by reading books."

"All that damn Latin is giving me a headache."

"But there's a resurrection spell in it!"

"I really want to try to revive a puppy and awaken my ability to bring the dead back to life in advance."

"But looking at the ritual, they pieced the bodies together, drew a circle around the bodies with bone powder, inhaled the smoke from burning unknown powder, and then drew a hexagram on the chest of the bodies with the witch's blood."

"And chant the incantation aloud: Calpriziana, offina alta nestra, fuero menut."

"Azazel, Lord of the Underworld."

"We will give you our hearts and souls."

"We obey you."

"I will serve you forever, until death purifies this sinful body."

"Say 'Berald, Beroald, Balbin, Gab, Gabor, Agaba' four more times."

"Finally he yelled: 'Return to earth and be resurrected.'"

Sophie couldn't help but reply. She had been planning to leave Madison alone until the end of get out of class.

"You really are a witch. Not some pretty girl who can do magic."

"Look at this spell, it's obviously related to demons and devils."

Madison: "So, is it possible that my world is the most dangerous? Is there really a heaven and hell here?"

"Look at the Bible. God is not a kind God."

“I’m not going to hell.”

Bajir: "You really have a hell here. When your soul leaves your body, or dies, your witch's soul will fall into a personal hell."

"It's made up of the life fragments that you hate the most and fear the most."

"Unless one has a strong will, the soul cannot return to the body and will eventually turn into sand."

"As for the gods of death, the only one who appeared in the original drama was Father Legba."

“Deities in West African and Haitian Voodoo.”

"The current Voodoo Queen, Mary Laverne, gained eternal life by giving him a pure soul every year. She can even curse others with eternal life."

Madison: “holly shit!”

On the public screen, Madison stopped talking.

At this time, the spell class officially began.

The spell teacher at the charity school is a guy who looks like Quirrell and wears a scarf.

However, this room feels like a divination class, with white smoke lingering around the entire room, giving people a strong sense of sorcery.

"Everyone, you can call me Professor Lodge."

You are fucking Quirrell!

"You haven't been given magic yet. And unlike the Hopeless."

"As descendants of witches, evil wizards, werewolves, vampires and other evil villains, most of them know some magic."

“Some even form a system.”

"Of course, this is nothing compared to finger magic."

"But it also makes them more familiar with magic."

"And most of the eternal princes and princesses never have it."

"Princes always hone their swordplay, horse riding and archery skills. Princesses don't learn magic from fairy godmothers, but seek more beautiful clothes and outfits."

"So, in this class, I want to close the gap between the good and the evil. Let good prevail."

Having said that, he pointed his finger behind him, where the clouds were shrouded in mist.

The fog dispersed.

In a large copper basin, purple flames burned, with various unknown herbs and flower stems serving as fuel.

"Everyone, take a deep breath and close your eyes."

"Find the throbbing deep within you."

"You who have come to the School of Magic already possess unique talents."

"Come on, relax."