I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 527

Regarding the side effects of Felicia, Sean can only guess so far.

However, this is the conclusion he came to by combining information from multiple sources, and the source of the information is basically reliable, so the guess is not illogical.

Sean felt that Felicia might have misappropriated the good luck of a certain day in the future to the day of taking the medicine, but this misappropriation did not simply move the contents of one box to another.

According to his understanding of potions and spiritual miracles, the misappropriation of Felicia may be a balance.

Your luck is enhanced, and the misappropriated side falls, creating a state of bad luck.

If summed up, it is equivalent exchange.

Sean immediately thought of runes. Runes are regular texts, and their study, use, and even research must follow the rules. This rule means the fixed flow of magic symbols, and the different effects of ancient magic It comes from the combination and arrangement of different symbols.

And runes are closely related to alchemy, because both of them follow a law—equal exchange.

Magic is a miracle, but unlike modern spells, ancient magic is under the rules and has no upper limit.

As long as it is under the rules of the runes, there is no upper limit to ancient magic, the more magic power you output, the greater the effect of the spell.

The situation of this equivalent exchange is very similar to the side effects of the Felicia elixir that Sean got.

However, the difference is that you get twelve hours of good luck, but you may encounter twelve hours of bad luck in the future.

Sean is not surprised that this historic potion has something to do with ancient magic. What he is curious about is how this side effect manifests, and how great its negative effect is.

In addition, Sean suspected that the side effects of Felicia Felicia might not be so exaggerated, because people's luck would not be so exaggerated either—the Felicia Felicia misappropriated the good luck of a certain day in the future and amplified the effect.

However, the unlucky day in the future will not be magnified by the effect of the medicine.

That unfortunate Colombian witch probably took an overdose of Felicia, which led to the concentration of side effects, so there was such a strange and coincidental way of death.

And this seems to prove another point - the good luck obtained by Felicia is misappropriated from a fixed day in the future.

That's why Felicia has a taking interval.

For example, if you take Felicia today, it will bring you good luck from a certain day five years later. During this period, if you continue to take it, the luck of that day will continue to be embezzled, and the side effects will continue to accumulate.

When that day comes, the stacked side effects kick in, and multiple unfortunate coincidences can turn a bad day into a fatal one.

However, if this is the case, shouldn't I take it in advance...

Sean became a little uncertain. In order to draw a lottery, he planned to take Felicia again before the end of the fifth grade.

Two short-term use of Felicity Potion, if my guess is true, then there will be a day of superimposed bad luck waiting for me.

Normally, he's fine, he's strong enough, and if he wants to kill him, he probably needs to take Felicia Potion seven or eight times in a row, but if it's a critical day...

This made Sean hesitate, and the originally decided plan had to be temporarily suspended.

It would be great if I could predict the unlucky day in the future...

Sean murmured that he had fallen asleep, and it was time to sleep.

"That's my student, he disappeared in your Hogwarts! He is still a warrior who participated in the Goblet of Fire!" Karkaroff was yelling at Professor McGonagall in the foyer of the auditorium.

After getting up early, they found that Leon Schneider had disappeared on Durmstrang's big ship.

Karkaroff was at the door immediately, looking for trouble.

Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses calmly: "Please calm down first, Mr. Karkaroff-Schneider's disappearance also worries Hogwarts, but I must say that Durmstrang's students have never been there. Staying overnight in Hogwarts Castle, everyone knows that."

"What do you mean?" Karkaroff's eyes widened. "A man so big, is he hiding on the boat and playing hide and seek with us?"

"I'll ask you this." Professor McGonagall showed no sign of weakness. She didn't like Karkaroff in the first place, and the other party's unreasonable troubles disgusted her even more.

However, as the host, some things must be done, and Professor McGonagall is also a responsible professor.

Ignoring Karkaroff's questioning, she calmly ordered: "Prefects, ask the oil paintings and ghosts in the castle, have you seen Mr. Schneider, and count his last movement trajectory—at the same time, also ask They are looking for this missing gentleman."

"Okay, professor." The prefects received the order, and although they were not very happy, they did not refuse.

Sean, who was standing in the line of prefects, glanced at Karkaroff who was yelling, and he squinted his eyes with interest.

Li Ang Schneider came to make trouble for him, and the other party could not have known about it, and Li Ang Schneider did not return all night, which obviously showed that their plan failed.

However, Karkaroff didn't mean to question himself at all, he acted like a headmaster whose student disappeared - of course, this kind of thing should be explained to other professors, not to ask a student.

It seems that the returnee doesn't want to make this matter a big deal at all... Sean thought thoughtfully.

He glanced at Durmstrang's team again, but he didn't see Reinhardt Knott, that guy was also part of the plan, but it seemed like it was just a decoy...

Sean obviously has no way to go to Durmstrang's big ship to catch the opponent, and then catch those lurkers who are still hiding in the dark—however, this day will not be too far away.

He and Hermione walked towards the castle tower, although it was just a formality, but it couldn't really stand there still.

The "murderer" went to visit the track of the missing person... The corners of Sean's mouth raised some arcs.

Has a dark sense of humor.

Leon Schneider's ashes were still in his ring, and Sean was going to pick a good cemetery to bury him.

Coming to the tower, Hermione winked at Sean, and he opened the wooden door of the Room of Requirement knowingly.

"Sean, what's going on?" Hermione grabbed his arm as soon as they entered the door.

Just as he was about to speak, the wooden door in the other direction opened, and Stephanie walked in with Daisy.

Obviously, several people have noticed that this matter has something to do with Sean.

Sean shrugged: "Oh, you also think Leon Schneider's disappearance has something to do with me?"

Hermione glared at him dissatisfied: "You haven't returned all night, and Qiu Zhang saw you walking out of the common room in the middle of the night yesterday, and didn't respond to calling you."

"Okay—I admit it, I did it." Sean blinked.

Hermione spread her hands out with an "I knew it was like this" expression.

Stephanie looked around the Room of Requirement: "What about others?"

Sean snapped his fingers: "It's gone."

"No more?" The three girls looked at Sean in unison.

"Sean...what did he do to you?" Hermione asked worriedly, and the other two had the same expressions.

This made Sean a little happy. His friend knew his character, and he didn't ask him why he killed the man first, but asked him what he did first.

Daisy seemed to have seen Sean's thoughts, and she pursed her lips: "Please don't use that expression, Mr. Wallop—I know you too well. If the other party doesn't do anything excessive, you won't kill him."

Sean nodded, and then told what happened last night. Apart from concealing his guilt, he didn't hide even the existence of Slytherin.

After hearing Sean's words, Hermione covered her mouth in surprise: "My God, Salazar Slytherin?! My God, he lives in the Chamber of Secrets... I need to slow down..."

Daisy held Sean in a circle with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Of course it's fine."

"That's good—huh, that person should be damned!" Daisy said angrily with her hands on her hips, without any image of a delicate and soft girl.

Stephanie next to her glanced at Daisy with a little surprise in her eyes—she thought that Daisy might be a little scared after hearing that Sean had killed someone because she was young and had no experience of killing.

Sean shrugged at Stephanie that she was thinking too much.

Little White Flower is not as harmless as she appears on the surface. After being tortured by the blood curse and silence for so many years, she has not become weak. To be precise, in some respects, she is more decisive and stronger than Hermione. Act vigorously.

Several people gathered together to discuss the possible follow-up actions of the returnees. When they were about to go out, Daisy suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey, doesn't that mean that Durmstrang only had two people in the last game?"

Sean froze for a moment, then scratched his head: "I haven't thought about this... But, the difference is not big."

Seeing his confident figure leading away, the girls looked at each other and smiled unconsciously.

Hermione, who was the last to close the door, glanced into the house habitually, then her eyes narrowed.

"Twelve Ways to Win a Witch's Way"…

If I'm not mistaken, it's the book, right? !

"Hermione, what's wrong?"

"Oh, oh, it's nothing, here it is." Hermione responded quickly, her eyes changed, and then she left quickly.

In the end, after summarizing the information of oil paintings, statues and ghosts, Leon Schneider left Hogwarts castle after dinner. Obviously, the disappearance of this student had nothing to do with Hogwarts.

Karkaroff, who didn't get a satisfactory answer, said "I must complain!", and angrily led the people away.

"Who is he complaining to?" Daisy asked with interest, licking the lollipop.

Sean shrugged: "It's just a scene-if possible, I hope he can go to the International Federation of Wizards to complain."

"And then Durmstrang really has to change the headmaster," Hermione went on.

"Mr. Karkaroff—do you think that Durmstrang should have a different headmaster?"

Inside the cabin of the Durmstrang ship, in a dark room, the voice of the black hood was cold.

Karkaroff wiped the cold sweat from his brow, rubbed his hands together and replied, "No, no, no—if I don't make a fuss about a missing student, it may arouse the other party's suspicion..."

Before he finished speaking, the black hood stretched out a dry hand and slapped Karkaroff hard.

"Smart idiot..." the black hood gritted his teeth and said, "Wallop is not damaged at all, so will he lose his memory?!"

Karkaroff froze.

"Why you idiots..." Black Hood seemed to be about to slap Karkaroff again, but he withdrew his hand angrily after the other party subconsciously dodged.

"Ordinary wizards don't know what's going on here, but those around Wallop, maybe they don't know? If you go and make a fuss, you may make a fuss with Dumbledore! Dumbledore is our real chess piece, this It may expose him completely! You idiot, when Grindelwald comes to the door, I will definitely cast an Imperius Curse on you and throw it on the deck."

"Yes, yes...I'm sorry, very sorry, sir..." Karkaroff said submissively.

Seeing that the other party's anger subsided a little, he said cautiously: "But, sir... that guy Dumbledore is very cunning, he really can't be trusted..."

The black hood glanced at him coldly, and when the latter completely lowered his head, he said with a sneer: "Karkaroff, don't think I don't know what you're thinking...you're just so worried that Dumbledore will **** you away in the future position?"

Karkaroff sneered, and stammered: "No, that's not what it means. I have dealt with Dumbledore a lot, and he really doesn't necessarily have to rely on us sincerely..."

"We don't need his honesty, as long as he won't betray—" Black Hood patted Karkaroff's cheek, "In my opinion, you are more unstable than Dumbledore. "

"How could this be! I will be the most loyal one under Master's command!" Karkaroff immediately vowed.

The black hood was noncommittal. He stood up and floated towards the wall. Before leaving, he said, "The plan for Wallop is postponed."

"Yes, I see."

When the other party left, Karkaroff rarely showed an aggrieved expression.

What he said this time was indeed sincere, Dumbledore...how could he trust him so reassuringly?

Even if the returnee holds the opponent's handle, he can't be so relieved, right?

What's more~www.mtlnovel.com~ Karkaroff doesn't think that a person like Dumbledore would have any excuses...

Through several walls, the black hood came to the room where the little wizard was imprisoned.

Inside, a returnee was waving a magic wand at the little wizard in the cage. He didn't know what he was doing, and the child's eyes were closed tightly, showing an obviously painful expression.

The black hood didn't bother him, and he waited until the other party finished before asking, "How is it?"

"A part of the magic power is completely missing. Obviously, the part of Leon Schneider's body has completely disappeared."

The eyes of the black hood suddenly became sinister: "Wallep... Both containers fell into his hands."

"However, [Laziness] obviously made a move this time..." Another returnee asked puzzledly.

"It can only be explained that [Arrogance] also made a move..." Black Hood said, "However, it is a blessing in disguise, and it is a good harvest to speed up the awakening of [Arrogance]—go, let our people shrink back, let Wallep go first One horse, our main task is not this."

"yes."

Chapter end