Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 9

"Protego! (Iron Armor)"

William waved his wand without thinking, and a fluorescent, translucent barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.

Thanks to the idiots in Ilvermorny's Cat and Leopard Academy whose heads are always bloodshot, William's Iron Armor Charm has been proficient enough to form a muscle reflex.

"Boom."

The black figure hit the barrier heavily, bounced up quickly, and fell into the shadow at the corner of the shelf.

The weak shock was transmitted back to William's hand along the wand, helping him understand the intensity of the impact.

Just now he could only see that the black shadow was not big, and it had brown hair all over its body, which was chubby.

"What? Cat? Lumos."

William's wrist trembled slightly, and a group of fluorescent light appeared on the top of the wand. He carefully shone towards the shadow with the dim light.

"For Merlin's sake."

He felt that he might have gone to the wrong set.

Crouching in the shadow of the shelf was a small brown, furry, chubby animal with triangular white ears protruding from the top of its head, and a fluffy, nearly full-length tail coiled in a circle, ending in white and brown The hair is distributed alternately, like a circle.

Noticing the light on the tip of William's wand, it suddenly stood up on both feet, raising both hands in a French military salute.

Although the little guy wants to show a threatening posture, he is inexplicably stupid and naive. No matter how you look at it, it looks like it is only short of giving it a French flag.

Although this guy is neither a cat nor a dog, William is no stranger to it—in his previous life, he had seen red pandas many times in the zoo, and they were also called red pandas and nine-section wolves.

"Mr. Buffalo, did you catch the cat?"

Mr. Ollivander was walking across a row of shelves, his wand also shining brightly.

"Must be from Wonder Zoo, I daresay. There was a Niffler last time. For Merlin's sake, can't Stephanie keep her little ones in check?"

As he walked, he complained.

But William didn't think that this little thing came from the Magic Zoo—it was in a very bad condition, the hair that should have been shiny was now limply attached to its body, and it was also stained with a lot of mud and blood.

Its eyes were fixed on William's wand, and even if he only made the slightest movement, he would make a "grunt" sound from his throat.

"Mr. Ollivander, please don't come here yet."

William spoke as calmly as possible.

He thought for a while, took out a bit of chocolate from his bag, put it on the ground, and then slowly backed away, while William pointed his wand upwards and said:
"Eat, no one will hurt you here."

William didn't know if the little guy could eat chocolate, but that was the only thing he could eat all over his body.

Fortunately, his posture seemed to ease the atmosphere.

Although he was still watching William's every move carefully, the little guy's aggressiveness had obviously weakened.

It moved forward a little bit, grabbed the chocolate on the ground with one paw, licked it tentatively, and stuffed it into its mouth with confidence.

"Merlin's boots. How could someone do such a thing. Shocking. Unforgivable"

As soon as Mr. Ollivander came behind William, he took a long breath and said in shock—he was short in stature and walked almost silently.

On the back of the little panda, there is a long wound, which is still oozing blood.

The little panda looked up, looked at the short Mr. Ollivander, and then at William who was much taller than him. After hesitating for a moment, he ignored it and lowered his head to eat the chocolate.

I don't know if it's because it hasn't been full for a while, or because it likes sweets like chocolate very much, so it has been biting on it with big mouthfuls.

"It must have escaped from somewhere. Maybe it was the sneaky guys in Knockturn Alley."

As Mr. Ollivander said, he took half a step forward—the little guy seemed to be excited, his hair exploded into a ball, and his feet kicked up.

"I think we should call someone over."

William said quietly.

He spread out his hands, indicating that he was not malicious.

"Bell, bell, bell."

At this time, the store door was suddenly opened.

The little panda threw down the unfinished chocolate in a panic, jumped up, and rushed towards the store door.

"Colloportus! (Quick Confinement)"

William stabbed his wrist quickly, blurted out the spell, and a rope made of silver light shot out from the top of the wand—but the agility and strength of this little panda were by no means comparable to ordinary creatures, and before the rope approached, it had already leaped lightly. rise.

"Stupefy (passing out)."

At this moment, William, who was chasing after him, heard Professor McGonagall's voice—she recited the spell.

"For Merlin's sake, Mr. Buffalo, please explain what happened here? Did you duel with Mr. Ollivander?"

Professor McGonagall looked suspiciously at William, who was chasing after him with a disheveled face, then at the pile of wand boxes that hadn't been sorted out yet, and at the little Nengmiao who was slumped on the ground.

She bit her lip, her face full of bewilderment.

Mai can't fix it. Professor Ge.

After a while, after William's explanation (and Mr. Ollivander's confirmation), Professor McGonagall finally caught up with the development-her brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that what happened to this little panda also made her very happy. anger.

"It can't be Wonder Zoo or Ella Owl Shop. Stephanie is lazy, but she's definitely not that kind of person."

She used the floating spell to float the sleeping little guy up, carefully examined her body and said:
"Here, here are the traces of being harmed by the curse, and it has obviously been imprisoned for a long time. But although I am not familiar with this kind of creature, it should not belong to magical creatures, right?"

Her words reminded William - it was likely that the bright light from his trying on the wand had stimulated it, causing it to struggle and knock over the shelf in a state of stress.

Why does it have outstanding agility and strength?
How could it appear in Ollivander's shop?
"I'll have to take it back to the castle, maybe Professor Kettleburn can do something about it."

Professor McGonagall sighed. She shook her wand, handed William the pile of things that followed her obediently, and said:

"William, do you have a residence in England during the summer vacation? Or can you contact relatives who are willing to let you live temporarily?"

William shook his head.

He was born in a Muggle family, although his father seems to have a distant relative in London, but after he entered Ilvermorny, his connection with ordinary people, that is, "No-Maj" has been severed by the people of the Magic Congress Lost.

"Perhaps you would like to live in a castle?"

Professor McGonagall said hesitantly:

"But there are no people in the castle during the holidays, and you don't have a branch house, and you don't have a dormitory yet."

"That's no trouble, Professor McGonagall, I can just stay at the Leaky Cauldron. If there's any problem, I don't think Mr. Ollivander would mind me interrupting him now and then, would he?"

William hurriedly stopped Mag's thoughts.

Goodness, he didn't want to see that old bee every morning for the next month - he had at least four more years of this torment ahead.

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(End of this chapter)