Harry Potter’s God of Law

Throughout August, Zheng Fan seemed to be a good man, in addition to helping Dumbledore deal with some things and helping Snape deal with potions materials, the rest of the time was basically spent in various professors to open small stoves to learn things, of which the useful ones were left by themselves, and the useless ones were thrown into the system as points.

From doing tasks everywhere in July to killing people, to learning at ease in August, Zheng Fan harvested more and more spells, just selling these spells, now he already has 8425 reward points in his hand, and he is about to have a golden lottery, but compared to the golden lottery, Zheng Fan has something he wants more, the ability brought by the golden lottery is certainly powerful, but it is not necessarily suitable for himself, the two modules he wants are more useful.

The first is the upgrade and installation package of the Eagle Vision module, which requires 5,000 bonus points, and after buying it, Eagle Vision can have a lot more abilities, such as automatically aiming at the enemy, judging the enemy’s good intentions and malice, expanding the scope of God’s perspective, and displaying some basic information about the enemy.

The other is a split attack, four thousand points, you can divide his spell into several parts and launch it, hit different enemies, the more splitting the number of copies, the weaker the power of the spell will be, the ability of this module If combined with the aiming function of the upgraded version of Hawkeye, it is simply a heaven-defying existence, killing seven in and seven out in the crowd is not a problem at all!

Zheng Fan originally wanted to make up nine thousand points at the beginning and exchanged these two together, but in the end, more than five hundred points became more and more difficult to make up, he simply did not commit obsessive-compulsive disorder, and first exchanged the Hawkeye upgrade package.

After updating the Hawkeye module, Zheng Fan suddenly felt that his eyes became clearer.

The pupils shrank, Zheng Fan directly turned on eagle vision, and suddenly, any physical barrier lost its meaning to him.

He was now staying in the faculty lounge on the first floor, and after turning on Eagle Vision, he could directly see the little magical creatures in the cabinet, the house-elves busy in the basement kitchen, and Filch sweeping the floor in the office not far away, unlike before, these creatures had color marks in his eyes.

Creatures that pose no threat to him at all, such as the few bugs in the cabinet that live on dust, are dark blue-gray, directly similar in color to inorganic things such as walls.

And the house-elf who has no ill will towards him or something, is blue.

An old madman in the chaotic camp like Filch who looks at no one is orange when Hawkeye Vision looks at him, and blue when he is not looking, indicating that this is someone to pay attention to, but there is basically no threat.

Zheng Fan looked at Snape’s office, not surprisingly, it was red, Snape’s hostility towards him had never diminished, and he didn’t need to see Hawkeye to know.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the blue Dumbledore coming towards him, he put away his eagle vision, took out his wand and pointed lightly, the door to the common room opened, and Dumbledore just walked over.

“Thank you, Zheng.”

“What’s going on, Headmaster, you still have to come here yourself.” Zheng Fan asked strangely.

“Hmm… Zheng, do you know what day tomorrow is? Dumbledore asked headlessly.

“Tomorrow?” Zheng Fan blinked, “September 1st… On the first day of school, I forgot, how, is there anything I need to do? ”

“Of course, you need to go to London to take the train.” Dumbledore laughed.

“…… By train? Zheng Fan was stunned.

“Of course, new students have to take the train to the house, then row across the lake, and finally come to Hogwarts, this is a ritual and a rule, no one has ever made an exception, and you are the same, Zheng.”

“…… Do you want to be so rigid, I’m not your assistant, can’t I enjoy a special treatment or something? Zheng Fan showed a painful expression, he was following Professor Flitwick to learn wizard fighting skills in the past two days, how could he have time to go to London to take the train, it was not enough to waste time.

“Then it’s even more important to lead by example.” Dumbledore did not give in, and Zheng Fan could only shrug helplessly.

Before leaving, he also specially said to several professors, as soon as he heard that Zheng Fan was going to participate in the freshman ceremony, the professors were all in favor, and even Snape’s old bat postponed the processing of the three materials that Zheng Fan owed a few days ago.

It seems that for these wizards, rituals are indeed important.

The only thing that makes Zheng Fan regret that Voldemort has not come, that is, their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Quirrell, if Quirrell comes, a Dark Lord and an assassin in this school are simply infernal affairs, too interesting.

While thinking, Zheng Fan walked into the fireplace, sprinkled a handful of floo powder, the flames flashed, and returned to Diagon Alley.

A month after leaving here, he has forgotten the scene here, unlike two months ago, near the start of school, there is a significant increase in wizards here, the most of which are young wizard couples leading children, well… More are individual wizards with children, and in this world, there are many more half-blood wizards than purebloods.

Although the street is very lively, Zheng Fan does not like this atmosphere, in contrast, he actually prefers the blood bar, at least there are no these brainless imps, chattering, talking and laughing.

Considering the impact problem, Zheng Fan did not go to the overturning alley, but went to the Leaky Cauldron Bar, anyway, he couldn’t do anything to go to the Blood Bar, and he had to listen to the whining of those dark wizards in their hearts.

Pushing the door and walking into the bar, Zheng Fan didn’t wait to do anything, but he was already thundered by the scene in front of him.

In the bar, several men in suits were sitting in front of the bar and talking.

Each of them is Ao Luo, that is, the dark wizard hunter, and the reason why Zheng Fan knows them is because each of their heads are on the bounty list of the blood bar, and even how much each of their heads are worth, Zheng Fan can count them like a treasure.

So many Ao Luo gathered in Diagon Alley, you can really see that the Ministry of Magic attaches importance to Harry Potter.

Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly, and his shoulder was suddenly slapped by someone.

Looking back, a smile suddenly appeared on his spiritless face.

“Isn’t that a coincidence?”

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