Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

After a while of groping, Lothar finally reached the second floor of the cabin.

To be precise, it is a layer hidden underground!

After observing carefully for a while, Lothar decisively focused on the wood carvings on the table that he had subconsciously ignored before.

He walked over, wand in hand, ready to prevent some emergencies.

"Traces revealed!"

He waved his wand casually and cast some useful detection magic.

But while it was reasonable, his spell lost its intended effect.

In other words, the spell failed, and it did not reveal the traces hidden here.

Lothar looked at the wood carving, which was an animal type wood carving.

It's an eagle soaring in the sky!

When Lothar looked at it, it turned its head and looked at each other with Lothar.

"interesting!"

Lothar whispered, reaching out his hand, ready to grab the wooden sculpture.

But suddenly, the eagle flew up, as if it came to life.

Flying in this underground space, because it is sealed, this eagle can only fly around here.

Lothar raised her head and watched it begin to change its shape inexplicably.

With a slight movement in his heart, he pointed his wand at the wooden eagle flying above and said softly.

"The eagle is flying!"

But it is a pity that Lothar's flying spell did not play its intended role at all.

"The wood carvings are flying!"

He shouted a second time, but what made Lothar embarrassed was that.

The figure flying around in mid-air looked at him with eyes full of sarcasm.

"So, have you been underestimated by a bird?"

The corners of her mouth twitched, Lothar thought in her heart.

He just wanted to try and see if the wooden eagle flying in mid-air was a real living creature.

But now it seems that it is more than just a living creature, and its IQ is not low.

At least, an ordinary bird would not have such a mocking look.

At that moment, Lothar's temper rose.

"When have I ever suffered the injustice of being despised by a bird!"

He turned into a cloud of smoke and headed straight towards the wooden eagle sculpture.

Now he actually understood that this might be a magical animal that looked like a wooden sculpture.

In this magical world, everything is possible.

Didn't you see that he could be resurrected successfully?

So what can't be done?

Except for the one that’s too difficult!

So...what's so strange about a flying wooden sculpture!

Regardless of whether it was a magical animal or not, Lothar regarded it as a wood carving at this moment, as an alchemy item made by others.

Otherwise, the news will spread that he was despised by a bird.

How should the people on the street treat him? I'm afraid they might not be looking at him with suppressed smiles.

This humiliation must be concealed.

Lothar will not let others know about this dark history!

But when Lothar really started chasing this wooden sculpture.

Only then did he realize how outrageous his previous thoughts were.

I originally thought that with the speed of his apparation, he would be able to catch such a silly wooden sculpture.

It must be easy to grasp and extremely simple.

However, the moment Lothar flew into the air, the moment he approached it.

This wooden sculpture suddenly seemed to change its appearance.

In an instant, it was like teleporting to another position, facing Lothar head-on.

"What the hell?"

Subconsciously exclaiming, Lothar looked at the wooden sculpture with a bit of surprise.

What the hell! This is a stupid bird running faster than myself!

The most important thing is not this, but the look in the bird's eyes when it looks at him.

That's the look you get when you look at a fool!

Lothar would never admit her mistake, that look was definitely looking at a fool.

This bird... no, this wooden sculpture actually looked at him like a fool.

As a wizard who has a history of scheming with Voldemort.

This was the first time that Lothar was looked down upon by a person... no, a wooden sculpture.

It's really humiliating!

"Good guy, don't let me catch you!"

After saying this through gritted teeth, Lothar followed.

Flying in such a small space is still a bit difficult for Lothar.

Always be careful to avoid hitting those stone walls.

Compared with the flexible wooden sculpture, Lothar undoubtedly seemed a bit bulky.

He was flying in mid-air, trying to drag the wooden sculpture into his range and get entangled with it.

In this way, you can easily grab the wood carving with your outstretched hand.

However, this is not a simple solution after all.

When Lothar was not prepared to use the wand, the wooden sculpture that could only be a magical animal would often disappear in an instant just before Lothar was about to catch it, and then reappear somewhere else.

"Space type magic?"

"And it's one that can be used independently. Is it a talent or something that it possesses?"

Magic like this reminds Lothar of Dumbledore's phoenix-Fawkes!

That Phoenix is ​​quite beautiful, suitable for braised, barbecued and so on...

Ahem, that’s too far off topic!

The talent of that phoenix is ​​similar to the apparation spell of wizards.

But it is more convenient than the wizards' disembodiment spell, and it is less likely to be blocked.

Under the premise that wizards have anti-Apparition spells, one can imagine how precious a phoenix that can travel through space at will is.

What's more, the phoenix of Old Dengtou can be reborn from the ashes every cycle. As long as it is not harmed by external forces, it will never die.

Moreover, Lothar had been craving for the tears of Old Deng’s phoenix for a long time.

In the original work, it was a treasure that could even detoxify the poison of the thousand-year-old basilisk.

This is simply a must-have magic medicine when traveling.

Of course, Lothar didn't know why. As soon as he went to Dumbledore's principal's office, he couldn't see the phoenix, which made Lothar feel very disappointed.

Until leaving Hogwarts, Lothar never saw the phoenix again. Maybe it was luck!

It is also possible that Old Dengtou hid Fox.

Thinking back to Dumbledore's smiling face, Lothar felt a toothache.

Isn't it just plucking some hair? Is it necessary to guard against him like a thief?

Just when Lothar was muttering in his heart.

Somewhere far away from here, a bird with a red body and beautiful feathers suddenly stood on end.

It looked around vigilantly, trying to see which stupid human was trying to harm it.

But after looking around, I found that there were no strangers.

Finally, it flew back to the shoulder of a certain white-haired old man and chattered some words that ordinary people could not understand.

But here, Lothar was thinking in her heart, but she was shouting.

"Don't run away if you have the guts!"

"He who doesn't run is a fool."

The sudden response shocked Lothar, making his look of astonishment look a bit funny.