Chapter 555 Shoes and Results

Feeling is feeling, use is use.

William, the protector of Hogwarts, had come into contact with him more than once, and he didn't want to casually try to disapparate in the school.

‘That’s weird…how could Peeves keep such a good thing? ’

William looked at the rough shoe in his hand, and was puzzled - considering the calamity of Gryffindor students, how could Peeves' goodies be hidden until now?

However, in terms of strength, status, and ability - if such things were not obtained from Peeves, then only Dumbledore's office would have such existence that vaguely involved the authority of Hogwarts.

'Well... I originally just wanted to catch the twins, but suddenly I got such a prop from Peeves - it's even an unfinished version...'

William sorted out his thoughts and found that there was no problem. Then he took out a one-meter-square dragon skin from his backpack and packed the shoes after casting several spells.

‘Let’s catch the twins who ran away somewhere first? Or should we wait for the fifth grade students first? ’

He hesitated and decided to deal with the fifth-year student's problem first - Hogwarts said it was not a big deal, could they drop out of school to avoid this confinement?

The fifth graders, however, needed some refreshments. If Peeves hadn't been expelled for causing trouble, he would still have to record student results. '

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"The third!"

As a whistle sounded, the seventh grader hiding on the edge of the corridor poked his head out. The unlucky guy, who was immobilized by the petrification spell, stared at the sneak attacker with his only moving eye, but he was ignored in return.

"I'm sorry, I won't talk about the friendship between classmates today."

He waved his magic wand and moved the unlucky guy to the empty classroom - there were already two unlucky guys lying on the assembled table in the classroom.

"Honestly, it's a bit shameful to sneak attack a fifth grader, but there's nothing you can do about it."

He shook his head. He was not good at traps, so naturally he had to do it himself to surprise the younger students.

Thanks to the extremely strict self-defense courses in recent years, he could almost crush him against the fifth graders - how long did he learn it before the fifth graders?

"Hiding, it's time to-"

Before he even finished speaking, he felt like he couldn't move, and then his whole body floated up and was placed on the table.

William emerged from the corner of the classroom and easily lifted the petrifying spell on the three unlucky ghosts.

"A seventh grader versus a fifth grader. Invisibility coupled with a sneak attack is too illegal - just reflect here for half an hour. Since it's your first offense, I won't confine you."

He said to the seventh grader, then turned to look at the others.

"Hurry up to the fifth floor. I have to eliminate the other violators."

As he spoke, William re-applied the Disillusionment Curse on himself, preparing to see which shameless seniors were hiding in the shadows to attack the fifth graders - the assessment was okay, but not too shameless.

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"Damn it! Who transformed the corridor into a swamp? How can this get through!"

In the main corridor of the third floor, fifth grade students were crowded together - who knows which bastard deformed the corridor, isn't he afraid of Filch's pursuit?

Some students tested it and found that this swamp is about 20 centimeters deep, and there is no way to pass through it. It sounds like this height is not outrageous, and you can't even talk about your calves. It is not difficult at all, but there are more than a dozen shoes attached to it. It can explain the problem completely.

"shameless!"

"Catch him and let him clean the toilet!"

The students cursed - transfiguration is a very realistic thing, and the skill is a little bit more crushing. They tried various transfiguration techniques to try to change the corridor back to its original shape, but to no avail.

"Keep your voice down, what if the professor did it?"

Just as everyone was sending sincere greetings in beautiful words, some people whispered.

The matter has become such a big deal, and now neither the professor nor Filch is here, plus the reward rule that the professor mentioned before - the probability that the professor caused it is unusually high.

"No matter! I left from the ceiling!"

A bold Gryffindor took off his belt, used magic to fix the pants firmly, and then began to deform the belt, making it have strong adhesion on both ends, and then began to shake the rope and stick to the ceiling. Send yourself to the other side in a flash.

This novel method attracted the attention of many people - especially halfway through, many people stopped talking and started to cheer for this person.

But obviously, he overestimated his arm strength, or in other words, he should rely more on magic.

When he was about to reach the end, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell into the swamp below with his belt. He struggled for a long time before crawling from one to the other side.

"It's feasible, but you have to think of ways to improve it!"

While shouting at the people on the other side, he used his wand to quickly clean the dirt on his body. After he finished, he waved his hand and quickly sprinted upstairs.

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"I bet not all of these seventh graders were called over by their professors to help!"

Ron took a long breath and said while pretending to cast a spell to help Harry knock out a senior student.

Theoretically, they are currently the leading students - while others rushed towards the stairs, Harry took them directly through the secret passage and quickly reached the third floor, and passed the damn thing at extremely fast speeds. of swamp.

"I don't know..."

Harry added the sleeping spell and whispered after confirming that the opponent would not stand up and attack again.

Because they were running too fast, they encountered a lot of targets - this wave of five seventh-grade students were hiding in the corner shamelessly preparing for a sneak attack, and he also narrowly defeated them.

Before adulthood, a wizard's magic power will improve significantly every year he is older, until he reaches adulthood at the age of seventeen - this is what Professor Moody told him.

In addition to the understanding of the characteristics of the spell and the proficiency in releasing the spell, the strength of the spell has a lot to do with the wizard's own magic power. He actually suffered a lot when fighting against the seventh grader.

"Go this way - there is a secret passage leading directly to the fifth floor."

Harry simply identified the direction, cast the Iron Armor Charm and walked directly towards the secret passage - this was the secret passage that the twins had pointed out to him before, so he didn't know whether there would be more ambushes or even dangers inside. Just from the twins themselves…

But the current external traps are indeed a bit beyond the standard - this is not like the difficulty style set by the professor, but there is no hope of killing them all the way. God knows whether more people will join forces to besiege.

"This way..."

Harry carefully observed the environment and was wary of the twins who might appear.

But the journey was uneventful - when he took Hermione and Ron to the end, he was so relaxed that he couldn't believe it.

"But where is the professor? Where are the twin brothers?"

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"You really don't want to block them anymore?"

"Why bother? We have to find a place to hide him!"

George looked at the bag in his hand - they took advantage of the fierce fight between the professor and Peeves to get a magical bag. Although it seemed to be unable to do anything at the moment, the initials of Gryffindor were on the bag. That's enough to illustrate the problem.

Just like when they got that map, the two of them decisively got the good stuff.

In fact, they have always had an intuition for magic items - whether they are made, identified, or even distinguished from a pile of debris, as long as it is something they think is amazing, it is really great. Almost never missed a beat.

"Merlin's socks, are they really from Gryffindor?"

Fred looked at the cloth bag and couldn't believe it - Peeves actually hid such a treasure, and then they took it away?

"But no matter how you look at it, it looks new, and even feels a little unfinished..."

"That's not necessarily true - look at the Sorting Hat, it claims to be Gryffindor's hat, but isn't that what it is?"

The two of them talked about some topics that could easily anger a certain hat, but they couldn't take their eyes off the bag no matter what. "There are some galleons in it. I hope it's not an ordinary money bag."

"If it was an ordinary purse it would be returned to the owner - but I have a feeling it's not."

"Maybe you're right, Fred."

George shook his money bag and said, "We will be able to find out soon. We are probably the only students who have robbed Peeves' things in the past few years, right?"

"Maybe? The professor probably beat Peeves so hard that he couldn't even remember it, but our confinement probably just..."

He spread his hands and his tone was calm - he was used to it.

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"again…"

William waved his wand and carried the students to the corner - these seventh-grade students were a little cunning. It was easy to lay traps and mislead, and it was understandable to throw big dung eggs, but it was too much for seventh-grade students to hide and conduct sneak attacks. Too much?

With his tireless efforts, the traps finally became a little more reasonable - he eliminated the sneak attack seventh graders, added some traps, and increased the difficulty of some traps...

After doing all this, William walked directly to the fifth floor via the outer wall of the castle - there was no other way, otherwise he would not have time to clean up the competition area.

When he appeared at the finish line, to his surprise, Harry had already reached the finish line with his two friends.

"You're doing better than I thought, Harry."

William nodded towards Harry, the smile on his face could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Ronald, although as a professor I shouldn't discuss this, have you forgotten something?"

When William cast his gaze on Ron, he reminded him without any emotion.

Ron's face suddenly became tense, and then he rushed downstairs without looking back.

In this regard, William could only shake his head kindly and say nothing - Harry was here when I came. I hope you can clear the way back. After all, those curse-related trainings were not learned in vain.

Seeing Ron running away, Harry almost laughed out loud. Obviously, he thought about the trap - but isn't it safe now...

But soon he stopped laughing.

"Harry, help me tally the scores of students in each college and report back to my office later."

William nodded, "By the way, Gryffindor will get fifteen points first."

"I went to Professor Moody and asked him to urge the seventh graders to restore the corridors and work hard!"

He waved and walked towards the big office.

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"It's almost done. Repair the corridors, repair the corridors, and close the confinement. It's time for me to think about it."

In his office, William took full precautions and began to explore the pair of shoes he got from Peeves.

He had always felt that Peeves had a secret, and today's shoes proved it.

But there was no way to force this thing, and there was no way to study it in depth - a principal and a bunch of professors had become Peeves' glorious achievements, and he felt that there was no need to improve Peeves' achievements.

The shoes this time are also an unexpected surprise. You must check them carefully before using them.

'The material of linen - very rough. But it is not impossible to wrap dragon skin and add lining to make it. It is not finalized, it is just in a usable state...

' Just like the legendary Gryffindor's sword - it is said that it still grows based on the things it cuts off..."

William looked at the shoes. This thing was definitely not as outrageous as the legendary props, but it was definitely not bad.

'No hidden curses, no rest of the magic props embedded...'

'All materials including nails have been checked and can be tried on...'

William confirmed it was safe again, and then carefully put the linen boots on his feet.

A strange feeling suddenly emerged - just like what he had felt before, he could now apparate within the castle without restriction.

Not only that, the protective power of the school that he came into contact with during the Triwizard Tournament Labyrinth was clearer than it was then, but it only slightly isolated some inexplicable power.

"Strange, so strange..."

William drew his wand, summoned a whole piece of chocolate, and tapped it.

The next moment, it appeared directly on the other side of the table.

William's eyes widened and he began to tear open the chocolate packaging - more than ten seconds later, he looked at it in surprise.

Not a single scratch, yes, intact.

He was using a variant of Apparition, using the power of Apparition to simply transport items over a short distance. Logically speaking, under the protection of Hogwarts, the chocolate would either turn into powder or melt directly. It should be this complete look.

"Really effective?"

He looked at the chocolate curiously and then removed the protection.

Next, there are exciting experiments on living animals.

He would go to the Forbidden Forest to find a lucky rabbit, or go to Hagrid to find a lucky rooster or something.

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"Insect experiment, passed."

"Animal testing, passed."

"Experiment on magical creatures, passed."

"The potion experiment passed."

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William stopped disapparating the last object in his hand - it was basically certain that he could disapparate within the school as long as he was close enough to the shoes.

Moreover, it seems to be more than that - William's test after leaving school showed that it can even apparate more accurately and remotely.

"I'm going to test a simple on-campus transformation first..."

"If it's feasible, maybe I can try the Animagus form of phantom transformation again... This may be one of the breakthroughs..."