Chapter 26
Chapter 026 The Thorns Are Entangled (Seeking A Flower Evaluation Ticket)
Under Hermione’s astonished gaze, the grass on the lawn in front of Artel began to grow wildly, and even changed its species, from ordinary grass to a kind of barbed thorn.
These thorns continued to spread for more than ten meters before they stopped growing, but they were still crawling and wriggling on the ground, as if they wanted to grab something.
The most amazing thing is that these vines flashed a green light from time to time, which looked a little weird.
“These vines can entangle the enemy, and then inject a paralyzing toxin into them, making the opponent unable to control their own body, and at the same time absorb the opponent’s vitality to feed back the wizard.”
Artel introduced to Hermione:
“And these vines have magical protection, and ordinary spells and weapons can’t damage them. All in all, it’s a great magic.”
“But this magic has a limit.”
Artel looked at Hermione, but did not take the initiative to explain, but Hermione thought for a while, and Tsundere snorted:
“I see, this magic requires the cooperation of plants!”
“Yes, this magic requires plants to be cast. Although any plants can be used, there are always places where there are no plants at all.”
Artel nodded, and it wasn’t surprising that Hermione was so smart.
“But it’s not impossible to solve it, think about it.”
Hermione frowned for a moment, then looked at Artel uncertainly:
“Transfiguration?”
“That’s right!”
Artel’s wand stretched out again, and Hermione saw that a small pebble in front of Artel had turned into a grass, and then a light flashed on the wand, and the grass turned into a thorny vine and began to grow wildly.
“In places where there are no plants, Transfiguration can work wonders, let’s try it, the spell is thorns, and you need to pay attention…”
After listening carefully, Hermione took out her wand and tried a few times before she could successfully cast it.
However, her magic power is not enough, she can only convert a thorn vine and let it spread to a length of about five meters.
“It’s been great. Neville would have taken a year to grow the grass an inch.”
“Don’t make fun of others behind their backs.”
Hermione put away her wand and glanced at Artel angrily.
“Did you say that the wizard who created this spell is called Saruman? I don’t seem to have heard of this name. Maybe I should look for it in the library.”
With a wave of Artel’s wand, all the thorns and vines turned into grass. The two lay on the grass and chatted for a while. Hermione felt that it was a waste of life, so she took Artel to the library.
After dinner in the Great Hall, Artel said goodbye to Hermione and went back to the bedroom alone.
Malfoy and the others were happily chatting in the dormitory, but after Artel came in, the whole dormitory immediately became quiet. Malfoy seemed to have something to say, so he gave the two younger brothers a look, and the three quietly left the dormitory and went to the public rest. The room continued to speak.
The next day, Artel woke up refreshed after a night’s rest.
After getting dressed and freshening up, Artel took out his wand, cast a spell on Goyle and left the dormitory.
Malfoy and Crabbe watched Artel leave in horror. After he left, they hurried to Goyle’s bed and pushed him hard.
Goyle stretched and woke up from his coma.
“It was a good night’s sleep. Good morning, Malfoy, Crabbe.”
“Oh my God, I thought you wouldn’t wake up!”
Malfoy looked at Goyle and said with a look of fear:
“Did you know that Artel cast a spell on you last night, he said, he said you were purring too loudly, and he took out his wand and clicked on you, and then you were silent.”
Crabbe nodded hastily and said:
“Yeah, it’s like you’re dead, suddenly there’s no movement, we’re terrified, but we don’t dare to go to anyone else.”
Crabbe was a little embarrassed, they didn’t dare to look for someone, in fact they didn’t even dare to move.
“But I don’t feel anything.”
Goyle felt it carefully, and didn’t find anything unusual about him, and he slept well last night.
“Maybe it’s a silent spell, I heard my father mention it.”
Malfoy thought of a possibility, which made him relieved, but Malfoy was still a little scared, looking at the door and shouting angrily:
“How dare he cast a spell on his classmates at school! Dumbledore only said about him yesterday! I’m going to tell my father, he’s the school manager, and I’ll ask Dumbledore to expel him!”
“Don’t forget the Dementor that night! If you fire him…”
Goyle’s words made Malfoy’s face froze. Thinking of how he felt that night, Malfoy’s face turned pale, shook his head, and muttered in a low voice:
“Forget it, noble Malfoy doesn’t care about him, now, let’s pack up and go to the Great Hall for dinner, we have a spell class this morning!”
While Artel was eating in the Great Hall, Hermione came running again.
Compared with yesterday, Hermione was much calmer today, and she snorted as she watched Pansy. Although Pansy didn’t say anything, she couldn’t hide the anger in her eyes.
Being humiliated by Hermione, whom she looked down on, made Pansy want to go crazy.
But she didn’t dare to do anything.
Because Artel did freak her out yesterday.
And for some unknown reason, Pansy was also jealous of Hermione. She felt that she should be sitting next to Artel. Artel was a little snake, and she was also a little snake…
Hermione was just a Muggle wizard at the Lions House.
Artel naturally ignored Pansy. Although the other party always peeked at her, she could watch it if she liked it, and she wouldn’t lose any meat.
After having breakfast with Hermione, the two came to the classroom of the spell class ahead of time.
The teacher of the Charms class, Flitwick, was of goblin blood. He was a short, gray-haired old man who had to stand on a stack of books when he taught Artel and the others.
In the first spell class, Flitwick taught you some theoretical things. In addition, he also taught a very simple spell, the wand lighting spell.
The mantra is fluorescent flashes. *