The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

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"Cyrus, Hermione Granger, you write a paper on "Transfiguration and Practical Applications" and give it to me next Friday" Professor Minerva McGonagall faced the two of them in the Transfiguration class. said,

But Minerva Catgirl McGonagall always wonders every time she goes to class, why can't these two be Gryffindors?She originally had Harry, but as time went by, she gradually became a little dissatisfied, and the deducted points were almost one-third of the points added by others

But he always looked happy during his Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff lessons.

The reason is that Hermione is curious about how Transfiguration is used in actual combat, but found that many of them are the combination of Transfiguration and other spells, such as flame-freezing charm (freezing fire curse) and jelly-legsjinx (jam leg curse) and other small evils. There are very few records about the transformation spell in combat.

Only in a small number of cases, wizards will choose melee combat. After all, not everyone can become a Gryffindor swordsman.

"I think some of your ideas work, and some don't." Cyrus and Hermione took two sandwiches from the auditorium and walked to the eighth floor.

"The guns formed by the transformation spell should not be used unless you analyze all the internal structures; but using the transformation technique to change the terrain... This idea gave me a little inspiration" The boy and she continued to discuss in class topic of,

It is a good choice to use the constantly deforming environment to better interfere with the opponent during the battle.

"Aren't we going to the classroom?" Hermione and the others had already passed that classroom.

Cyrus had wanted to share the secret long ago when he discovered a magical room in which he made baubles for Halloween.

"Classroom? No, no, no, I found a very magical place"

Cyrus pulled Hermione to the opposite side of the tapestry, and before she could speak, the boy started pacing back and forth, and when he walked the third time, he opened his mouth and said to the wall: "I need a room that can make The library of things"

Hermione saw a door suddenly appear on the empty white wall,

"Please~ welcome to my world"

She stared blankly at the wooden door exuding a sense of age in front of her. Unlike Professor Quirrell's study before, this time the room has been greatly adjusted according to Cyrus' request:

The interior of the study room is Hufflepuff’s warm yellow tone. The moving wooden ladder with wheels is organized into a small section. The bookshelf on the right side was moved to the opposite of the front fireplace and behind the tables, chairs and sofas; the walls are covered with various Various metal tools, and various semi-finished products were placed leaning against the wall around the workbench below, which looked a bit like armor.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place in school." Hermione tilted her head in surprise, and tapped his forehead with her fingertips, "Cyrus~ well done~~"

"Don't dare, I was also told by Professor Quirrell"

Hermione took out a stick of candy from the pocket of her robe, peeled off the transparent wrapper, and handed it to Cyrus. She knew that boys don't like to eat candies with weird flavors in the wizarding world.

"Here, it's your reward." When he was concentrating on the candy, the girl blinked her brown eyes mischievously,

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen~" 'Minister' Cyrus grabbed the candy in one bite, "But is it a little less?" Very good, it is his favorite pineapple flavor,

She only heard a cold "hum", then took a book from the bookshelf and walked towards the sofa by the fireplace, "Stop rambling, the bag of candies I brought before is almost gone, let's talk about it after Christmas!"

So Cyrus came to the workbench, took out his wand, and said "quietus" so that he wouldn't disturb Hermione who was reading when he was beating the metal.

It couldn't help but remind him, if people could also use this spell during construction, wouldn't it be much better?Unfortunately, this cannot be done because of the Secrecy Act.

Cyrus tapped on the material, and used the Transformation Charm to permanently deform the material from time to time. Unfortunately, at this stage, he has limited application of the Transfiguration technique, and can only do some details that he can't take care of.

And Hermione sat on the sofa and read books and papers about Transfiguration, some of which contained some articles ripped from the publication "Transformation Today", and some of them also saw Professor McGonagall's name ,

"Wow, Professor McGonagall actually won the Most Promising Newcomer Award of "Transformation Today" when he was young!" The girl picked up a magazine cover that was unknown how many years ago and waved it there.

"What?" Cyrus wondered, "Is it because her Animagus is a tabby cat?"

"..." Hermione looked at him speechlessly,

He went on to add,

"I think if your Animagus is also a cat, you'll win the prize too, at least in my mind"

"Say! Le! Si!"

The boy laughed a few times, "Just kidding, just kidding, hehe~" "I mean, maybe you will be next"

"Remove the 'maybe'" Hermione corrected him. "What is that, armor?" She spotted a pile of parts at Cyrus' feet,

"Halloween is coming, here is the costume I made." He smiled mysteriously,

Hermione glanced at it in disgust, "It doesn't look scary at all, what are you going to rely on? Black appearance?"

"You'll know when the time comes, it's scary" Although the girl doesn't believe how a costume that looks like a 'armor' can scare people, it's true that Cyrus has more in mind than a ghost' Horror' representative....

"Cyrus! This will be our secret base from now on!" The girl slipped on the back of the sofa and fell on the cushion, shouting excitedly

After all... Who would not be tempted by a secret base?

"Yes yes yes ~ the secret base..." He also had a sense of satisfaction for Hermione's excitement.

In the spell class in the afternoon, Professor Flitwick did not perform a spell as usual, and then asked everyone to practice;

Instead, I brought some habits to the classroom, such as dissecting every detail of the spell, pronunciation, gestures and the feeling of magic,

The spell this time is the Flame Curse, which is one of the main research spells of the two little ones, and it was still the two of them who used it successfully one after another.

"incendio (flame blazing)~"

A small flame emerged from the tip of the stick, and disappeared with a slight flick;

"Beautiful Flame Curse~ Five points for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff!" Professor Flitwick was not surprised, but still added points,

Then Padma, Justin and others all used it, which all benefited from Quirrell's previous explanation, but each of the next ten people got one point.

Professor Flitwick left the two behind and led them to his office, the office of Head Ravenclaw.

The professor's office is not very big for little wizards, but it has good lighting. There is a tall hanging window in the front, which can just look at the lawn where the flying lessons are held. There is also a cushion on the window sill; the desk is a A low step, piled high with books and parchment filled with notes;

"Let's sit down and talk, huh?" As he said, he waved his wand to bring two cushions for the two, and at the same time, there were three glasses, "Let's have a little butterbeer, perfect!" The beer poured from the tip of the stick into the cup, and didn't stop until the yellow-white foam was about to overflow.

He rubbed his little hands, and at the same time handed out the parchment on the table to the two of them,

"This... is a list that I have practiced according to the theory you and Professor Quirrell have perfected. Of course, the most noteworthy thing here is the flame spell that you have learned today." The professor took a big gulp of butter beer to let himself Calm down the agitated mood.

Dean Flitwick is actually not as Buddhist as he seems. Rather than saying that he doesn't care about it, it is better to say that he has vented all his arrogance in his life when he was young. The dean is a wizard with goblin blood. The era of supremacy was able to fight all the way to the championship of the duel competition, but it was not something that could be done with a smile.

The brown curly-haired hairball and the blond hairball got together and looked at the hard-won practice data in their hands, which recorded the relationship between the concentration of magic power and the spell, the relationship between the output of magic power and the spell, the relationship between runes and the spell, etc. wait,

Cyrus and Hermione could see that professors Flitwick and Quirrell, who were powerful and unconventional wizards, actually just lacked a kind of ideological guidance.

"In fact, people have used many spells like this since they were invented, and they didn't think clearly about the internal reasons," the professor said with a smile. The runes in the text, so an interesting scene happened.”

"incendio" is a short, swaying orange flame that seems to be extinguished at any moment, emerging from the wand. "Look, this is a very common flame spell, so let's make it more interesting."

The small flames flew into the air to change the word "sigel (rune)", and then gradually changed from orange to yellow-white,

"I can't control the huge amount of energy yet, don't underestimate it." A short dagger flew over from the side shelf with a wave of his hand. It didn't take long to fly around the small flame, and it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Professor Flitwick quickly extinguished the small flame, "reparo (restored to original)", and put the restored dagger back on the shelf.

"The material of this little thing is tungsten, a non-alchemy product made by fairies, but as you can see, the persistence time is only 3 seconds"

Hermione's eyes lit up, "Professor, can I learn it to replace the Fiercefire Curse!"

"Whoa whoa whoa~ Miss Granger, don't be in such a hurry. Although the combination of ancient runes and controlling magic power can achieve this kind of power, I suggest you start with the ancient runes first. Master the basics and then manipulate, otherwise the rune spells that are out of control will be even more dangerous." He said seriously,

"Of course, different rune collocations will have different results, some will fail and some will succeed. I wish you good luck."

Cyrus silently packed the parchment aside, and then the two returned to the 'secret base'.

......

"Cyrus, help me tonight"

"?? Didn't you do your homework?" After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anything the other party could ask him to help.

"What are you thinking? Don't read the homework in Potions class next time." "Don't~ sister! I was wrong, tell me, I will definitely help!"

"It's... that's the 'Force' you mentioned..." Hermione bit her lip lightly, and said unwillingly, "I don't know how to make objects fly like you do?"

She has been stuck for a while since she practiced, and she can't do anything if she has no clue.

"Feeling?" Cyrus didn't know how to teach others, so he could only try his best to recall the fragments and words in his mind, "It's... just to feel the energy between objects, to reach a connection, and then use them"

He pointed to the pillow beside him, "For example, you can start practicing from a young age"

"Tsk, it's so general." Hermione frowned, "Let me give it a try."

"No! Don't 'try', 'yes' or 'no', you have to believe in yourself"

Cyrus, who had been tired for several days, rested on her lap. The long sofa easily accommodated the two of them.

The night had already fallen, and the two little ones were sitting on a leather sofa facing the fireplace. Because Hermione was sitting with her side legs together, Cyrus was lying almost against her side bend, as long as the calf was in Shrink, you can clamp a golden hair ball,

There was a "crackling" sound of matches burning in the fireplace, and the only sound in the whole study room was the breathing of two people.

Once the environment is comfortable, the brain will relax and people's thinking will become active. Cyrus looked at the flames and thought of the kerosene lamp in front of Professor Quirrell.

After last night, Professor Quirrell seldom looked for him, he felt very strange, intuitively, this is the pain brought by the original force, let him know too much, but he was powerless in the face of the erosion of darkness , Quirrell didn't even tell him the truth.

Thinking about it made him feel a little annoyed.

Hermione was concentrating on controlling the swaying pillow. At this moment, she felt a kind of emotion, a very strange emotion, gray, like the ebb tide at the seaside in the early morning, accompanied by humidity, and following the direction, she found that it was Sai lying beside her. Les.

He stared blankly at the flames of the fireplace, frowning for a long time.

"you are not happy"

"what?"

"You are unhappy, or sad, or sad, depressed, I feel it." The original force brought her a completely different feeling, which is more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"I don't know" the boy was still looking at the stove, his shoulders drooped weakly, "I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly feel that life is not as good as before"

This was the first time Hermione saw him in a different mood than usual.

"Why? Isn't magic magical? We're only in our first semester"

"I'm just... just a little tired" Cyrus missed the previous time very much. Without so much homework and not knowing so many people, it's no longer possible to have a quiet, leisurely and happy time.

Every time he took Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the darkness on Professor Quirrell's body became deeper and deeper. He had never seen the look in his eyes that night, as if it was like a big dream.

This feeling was like facing his master: Anakin Skywalker, helpless, powerless and bored him; if he wanted to see someone who was dying and important to him, he would rather not see him.

Hermione knew how he felt, as he knew hers before,

"Rest when you're tired, don't talk if you don't want to talk, come to me when you're being bullied, so... you should rest first"

Cyrus still spoke out, his own feelings towards Quirrell, Quirrell's current situation, all in one brain, except for what happened that night,

Hermione stroked her fluffy, smooth blonde hair that she envied.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm not ready yet, a lot of things, and while the magic is amazing, I hate a lot of what's going on here" like no one ever asked him if he was ready, throwing him a mountain of responsibility , The ancient one is like this, Gandalf is like this, Yoda and Obi-Wan are like this too.

But Hermione straightened Cyrus's face and made him look directly into her eyes, "You know I don't mean that." Her eyes would look cold when she was outside, "You have hidden so many things from me, you should think about it first." How do you explain it?"

The voice of "I'm sorry" was a bit dull, but Cyrus said it from the heart,

"No one makes you, no one makes you do anything, Cyrus, you can be yourself, you can do anything"

Yes, only here will not be forced to do anything, is he used to it?

"It's like you don't want to do your Potions homework, so you hide so many things from me because you don't trust me?" Hermione asked

"No, if I didn't believe you, then I wouldn't say this"

"Don't lie to me anymore"

Hermione let go of his head, leaned sideways on the armrest of the sofa, kicked Cyrus to the other end of the sofa, and smashed the pillow on the floor to his face with the Force,

"You can stay behind me forever" She picked out the books on the shelf behind her,

"Can you?" For the first time he had another option,

"Isn't it normal for a follower to be behind you?" The girl turned sideways, the firelight from the fireplace shone behind her, and Cyrus couldn't see her expression clearly.

After a while, she heard Cyrus' response

".....Um!"