All things are three at Hogwarts

Chapter 1152 The sign of liking someone is to bully them

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The pointed Sorting Hat hanging on the top of the cabinet behind the large principal's desk suddenly made a sound, and the crack next to the hat's brim opened like a mouth: "Two gentlemen! Please don't fight in the principal's office! You will make me a new one." The protective skin is broken... We must be united internally, otherwise everything will fall apart from within..."

Under the new system, the leather of the Sorting Hat and the brim, which was originally very worn and rough, have been repaired, and many of the wrinkles on it have also been smoothed. Compared with the previous appearance, which was very dirty, full of patches, and gray. , now because the house elves regularly clean and maintain it, it looks like a normal wizard hat, at least when it is not talking. At this time, the tip of the Sorting Hat is cringingly bent, and it is replaced with a new one. He seemed to have forgotten how careless he had been in his clothes. If it weren't for his lack of feet, he would obviously want to hide himself to prevent his new skin from being damaged.

But the little hand on the side didn't care about the Sorting Hat's mood. He had already pulled out two metal wands from the cabinet and threw them accurately at the two people in the confrontation.

"Come on, Snotlout, let me see your progress...heh, is it still metal?" Sirius took the suppression wand and put his own away. After Snape did the same, the two of them After casually gesticulating in the duel ceremony, bowing slightly as a bow, Sirius began to recite the incantation: "Hang the Golden Bell Upside Down!"

Snape did not recite a spell, he just waved the wand at Sirius without showing any obvious signs. There were no hidden, vicious black magics without beams, sparks, or filaments of light, powerfully spurting out from his suppressing wand...

After a while.

There was a flash of fire in the principal's room, and Allen hummed a jazzy ditty and returned to the private room upstairs behind his desk. He had just fed Hermione some of Maggie's chicken soup, and the brief tenderness made him feel good. Happy's face was rosy, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised with pleasure. The Anka on Allen's shoulder was obviously satisfied after eating some chicken, and the chicken fat on its beak was not even cleaned.

"Sorry, I'm late... I... I said!"

The next moment, Allen's smile suddenly froze on his face, and Anka on his shoulder suddenly grasped Allen's shoulder to steady himself. Everyone and Bird were stunned by the scene in front of them.

From time to time, the glass on the slender-legged tables would fall and crack with crisp sounds. The sound of rushing water made the background sound of the principal's office sound more elegant. One of the glass water tanks filled with dark green liquid was broken into pieces, and in the green There was a brain in the liquid that was suspended in the air and trying to tangle with Sirius, like a jumping fish, spinning its silk as it flew, unfolding in circles like a roll of movie film, tangling all over the body. The scratched Sirius looked like a beggar's attire, and many exposed parts of his body were bloody and bloody. In addition to dealing with this flying cauliflower-like brain, Sirius also had his legs used by Snape. The black snake Tangled summoned by Oolong came out of the cave.

Snape looked better dressed than the ragged Sirius, but one of his eyes was blackened by Sirius, and his big aquiline nose was also crooked, which happened to be in the opposite direction to Dumbledore's crooked nose. , his hand that was not using the wand was currently on his waist, not for gesture, but because the waistband of his robes had just been blown off, and the headmaster of Slytherin had to use this method. Keep his pants from falling down.

In this case, the middle-aged wizard with black curly hair and a middle-aged wizard with greasy black hair were obviously at each other's throats, and the two would cast several evil spells on each other from time to time.

However, Allen's attention only stayed on the two of them for a moment, and then he was drawn back to the decoration of the principal's office, which he had carefully renovated during the summer vacation. The decorations were completely torn down, and the portraits of the previous principals who had not suffered any real damage were basically gone from their frames. Those old principals had already run out of this office to take refuge, except for Sirius's ancestor Finia. Snigellus Black would poke his head out from time to time to observe the duel of his descendants.

Anka, who had just eaten and drank enough, was completely unprepared for the situation in front of him. Its round eyes looked at the scene in front of it in disbelief. It suddenly fluttered its wings and flew up, surrounding its mithril-coated perch. After flying around and looking around carefully, I found that it was intact and without any scratches or damage. The phoenix relaxed slightly and then squatted on its perch and stopped moving. It had a sharp beak with chicken fat in it. He leaned in the direction of Sirius and Snape, guarding his perch vigilantly.

After anticipating the loss, Allen raised his pale hand with some embarrassment and looked a little bloodier than usual. He first shot Snape and Sirius's attacks at each other back in mid-air, back to their own. The body made them groan at each other, and then caused the suppression wands in their hands to turn into two large venomous snakes and sneak attack on the two wizards who were still paying attention to each other, entangled them in place.

Before the flying brain continued to attack Sirius, it was held by Allen's bare hands. The sticky brain curled up and wrapped Allen's hand in it, and the thinking tentacles on the brain entangled Allen's fingers. , trying to pierce into his skin, but it was like thorns piercing a thick layer of iron armor. They could not pierce their seemingly soft but actually sharp tentacles into Allen's skin, and were immediately beaten by Hogwart. The principal of Ci threw it back into another glass jar that was still intact.

"Principal Harris, you idiot!"

"Hiss..." Sirius, who had lost his freedom, seemed to feel the scars caused by these tentacles at this moment. He cursed angrily, "These disgusting flying cauliflowers are in the same group with Snotlout because he is a professor at Hogwarts. of?"

"Stupid dog, your Occlumency is so bad." Snape sneered disdainfully, "It just thinks you are easier to deal with!"

"Shut up! Are you two here specifically to demolish my principal's office? Those are the damage caused by black magic. It is difficult to repair." Allen's finger pointed to the messy ground and the smashed delicate silverware. ; The thin-legged elevated table on which the decorations were placed fell apart on the floor, and several thin legs were broken and rolled in different directions; the marks left by the mottled blades on the tall fireplace were shocking; the picture frame was torn apart Black scorch marks were left, and the waves of black magic still remained on them...

Sirius and Snape finally regained some sense and stopped struggling. Looking at the current situation in the principal's office, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, especially Snape, who was still a little ashamed in his heart, not towards Allen, but He thought that he, who had been calm for many years, would actually lose some of his sanity because of Sirius.

But at this moment, Allen's attention was focused on the handwriting left by the little hand on the long table. Allen, who instantly assessed the cause and effect, moved his fingers. As if his little hand was pulled by an invisible force, it turned its palm upward and was moved by Ai. Lun took out the mithril wand that was used as a pointer and whipped him three times. Then he pulled it back to its original cushion, and a transparent glass cover was summoned from the corner of the room and flew over to cover it.

"Instigate them to a duel, and I will imprison you for three days as punishment..." Allen said sternly to the little hand. He also realized that even though the little hand had been separated from the body, something in Voldemort's character still affected the undead creature. .

"They're all that snot-nosed guy who likes to use dark magic." Sirius raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise it would be easy to fix..."

An ugly blush surged up on Snape's palette-like face, and his cold eyes lingered on Sirius like a poisonous snake. "Black, the target of my spell is you, but the spell that damages these things is you." Use armor to protect yourself and bounce back..."

"You two, be quiet!" Allen roared angrily. Seeing the two people refusing to give in, he exhaled heavily and changed his tone, "Little boys are so immature... Like Whoever's performance is to bully the other party, using methods such as pulling pigtails and pushing others to attract the other party's attention..."