Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Greenwald has completely changed today.

His graying hair was neatly combed, although time had left traces on his face.

But his body is still strong, he is wearing a straight wizard robe, holding a black civilized staff, and his blue eyes are dancing.

He looks like a polite gentleman, but in fact he is a "Huaqiang" looking for trouble.

In a worldview that favors idealism, many things cannot be explained by common sense.

For example, yesterday we saw the bad old man Grindelwald who was about to die, but now he is handsome and scumbag.

Although I know that there are many magic potions in the magic world that can make people recover quickly.

But are you going too fast?

This is not about recovering from the injury at all. Why don’t you change the actor?

Luke couldn't help the desire to complain.

In this idealistic world, he always felt that his normal self was a little out of place.

This feeling is well understood by Luke, a handsome boy who is currently experiencing the fourth case this month.

"Little Luke, look good and study hard."

Greenwald said as he walked towards Professor Quirrell.

Professor Quirrell was still a little confused.

What to see? What to study?

Are there any special events today? How come no other professors have told me about this?

"I don't seem to fit in with them" - from the sad Professor Quirrell.

But soon, Professor Quirrell knew what to learn...

The desk suddenly changed, extended, grew four legs, and slammed into Quirrell.

"You only need low-level transformation techniques and a little bit of surprise to achieve good results."

Quirrell was caught off guard for a moment and was knocked against the blackboard.

"Of course, cleverness can only keep you one step ahead, and sometimes it may even harm you."

"So we need to expand on our strengths."

Grindelwald used an amplifying spell to spread his voice into the ears of every young wizard.

Since you agreed to Albus, you must get things done.

Raging flames swept through, and Professor Quirrell fled in panic amid the screams of the young wizards.

"Armor protection!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Poor Professor Quirrell finally remembered to use magic to resist.

Thanks to Greenwald, in order to better demonstrate the teaching process, he only used ordinary blazing flames instead of the fierce fire spell.

Faced with the Slowing Curse, Grandeval didn't even bother to take out his wand and destroyed the spell immediately with one shot.

"Look, it's a good choice. First interfere with the opponent's state, and then pursue it."

"However, when fighting, you must first master your own rhythm and never let your opponent see through you."

Grindelwald looked calm.

"Also, a very important point is to learn to cast spells silently."

Expelliarmus, Professor Quirrell's wand flew away.

Immediately afterwards, they were all petrified!

Professor Quirrell was frozen in place, standing still.

He temporarily lost his ability to resist.

"Pursue victory, little Luke, I think you should understand."

"By the way, and you, little wizards, do you think my teaching is difficult?"

Greenwald asked.

Little wizards, silence is golden.

is it hard? is it hard? ……

This series of wandless spellcasting from beginning to end is enough for young wizards to graduate.

Just learn it and keep silent.

"Of course, little Luke, you must remember that during a battle, if your opponent has not stopped breathing, you must always be alert!"

Raising his hand, the ground rose, and the transformation spell created a wall.

A curse was blocked by Greenwald.

Greenwald looked at Professor Quirrell with interest.

His eyes were full of fear, as if he was begging for mercy.

But his hand didn't stop moving, and another evil curse hit him.

No, what kind of rocks are there?

Have you ever used a wand to cast spells?

Grindelwald escaped the curse by changing his form.

Don't ask why he can use Apparition at Hogwarts, ask the family members of the faculty and staff, they have privileges!

"Dark wizards tend to be much more indifferent emotionally than normal people, so they use higher-intensity curses during battles."

"So, if you don't have the confidence to block these curses, my suggestion is to use transformation to avoid these curses."

Greenwald continued to explain, Professor Quirrell looked ferocious and his voice was weak.

"Master, please, let me do it, I can defeat him!"

The only answer to Professor Quirrell was the angry voice of another person in his mind:

"waste!"

If Professor Quirrell wasn't too weak, wouldn't he be able to defeat an old man?

However, Nose realized something was wrong.

This is obviously not a normal teaching activity, there is something wrong!

Voldemort, who had his soul split many times, was still aware of this problem even when his IQ dropped to negative values.

It can be regarded as a reflection of the fact that senior Tom was also a genius.

But unfortunately, genius is just the threshold for meeting me.

"Little guy, stop hiding and come out for some fresh air?"

"What happened to you? Either beat me to death today and run away from Hogwarts, or you will be beaten to death by me and stay in Hogwarts forever!"

Greenwald said with a smile.

He was not panicked at all. Voldemort, who only had a few breaths left, could not change the world.

Upon hearing this, Professor Quirrell's face froze, and then a clicking sound came.

Along with Professor Quirrell's painful plea for mercy, the scarf fell down and a human face appeared on the back of Professor Quirrell's head.

"Asshole, who are you?"

The Dark Lord was furious.

The little wizards screamed out of pure fright.

Fortunately, they didn't know that the guy possessing the back of Professor Quirrell's head was Lord Voldemort, who was feared by the entire British wizarding world.

If he had known, the roof would have been blown down by the screams of these little wizards.

"Me? It can be said that I am your senior."

Grindelwald said calmly.

Voldemort was stunned when he heard this, and then became even more angry.

He thought Greenwald was playing tricks on him.

"Avada Kedavra!"

An unforgivable curse was issued fiercely.

Unfortunately it missed.

"Not bad proficiency. I must have taken away many lives with this spell."

Grindelwald asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Voldemort, who was completely brainless, laughed.

"Not many, just a few dozen wizards!"

His tone still sounded a little triumphant, and the little wizards around him were even more frightened. They desperately wanted to run out of the door.

But I don’t know why, the classroom door just can’t be opened, and even using a magic spell to open the door and unlock it doesn’t work.

"It's okay, but what about last month?"

"???"

Voldemort's laughter stopped abruptly.

And just when he was stunned, a heartbreaking shot ripped out his bones and entered his soul on the spot.

Voldemort...oh no, it should be Professor Quirrell, fell to the ground and twitched wildly.

I will cast the curse upon you, and I will beat you for resisting.

This Voldemort is so mean!

Then, Grindelwald took out his wand and hit the two of them unconsciously.

Professor Quirrell stopped twitching and fell asleep with Voldemort.

"Okay, that's it for this lesson. I think you should have learned how to deal with the invasion of the body by the wandering spirit of the dark wizard..."

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