Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

As for controlling the direction and landing point of the magic spell, this depends on how well Aiwen controls the magic power. If he can do it, then casting spells silently and without a wand will be trivial.

This is also related to the transformation spell! It’s that idealism!

To do all this, the first thing you have to do is believe in your magic, and let your magic believe in you! Do what you think, and the magic will do what you think!

This is not that difficult, it just depends on the person's understanding and whether he is biased~

(For example, a pirated novelist who is proficient in forgetting spells but cannot use other spells!)

(Evan: @lockhart! My author brother ordered you, do you hear me! (? A ?))?)

Ahem~just kidding~(ˉ▽￣~)

Then, it’s time for Professor Flitwick’s cram school!

Chapter 53 A little trouble today

Under Professor Flitwick's careful teaching, Alvin can already feel how to control his habitual movements.

Although I'm still not proficient, if I practice for a while, I can break this muscle habit that I haven't paid attention to for many years.

He was so exhausted that he didn't even have time to cast a cleaning spell on himself. He kicked off his shoes and threw himself directly on the softest and most comfortable Hufflepuff bed.

Ivan's return movement woke up the three dozing little guys. Tiedan looked at Ivan's appearance, tilted his head and thought about it, jumped directly to Ivan's bed, helped Ivan take off his socks, and returned He worked hard to pull off Ivan's robe, and as for his pants, Tiedan bit off the belt and took off Ivan's pants.

It remembered that Alvin had to take off his clothes every day when sleeping. Today, it could see that its owner was very tired, so it tried its best to take off two pieces of clothes for Alvin.

As for the clothes that were damaged in the process, he didn't care. He remembered that the owner could repair it with a wave of the stick.

Aguru and Xiaodai watched Tiedan finish his work, then flew down. Just like on Halloween, they grabbed a blanket and covered Alvin with it.

After finishing their work, the three little guys went back to their dens and went to sleep~

……

“Ha~ah~” (“▔□▔)/

When he woke up, Alvin stretched out greatly. His sleep after exhaustion was so solid.

"Huh?"(⊙?⊙)

After Ivan opened his eyes, he found that his belt was broken, his robe had some tears, and so did his pants, as if they had been cut open by something sharp!

Ai Wen couldn't help but look at Tiedan. The little guy also woke up, stretched out on the ground, and looked at Ai Wen with blinking eyes.

"Tiedan, did you do this?" Ivan pointed to his clothes.

When Tiedan heard this, he immediately stood up and pinched his waist with his two little paws. His little face was full of pride, as if he was coming to praise me.

"Okay, Tiedan is great!" It was not difficult for Alvin to guess that it was this little guy who took off his clothes so that he could sleep more comfortably.

After receiving the compliment, Tiedan shook his head with satisfaction, and then walked out of the lounge in a swaggering way. That little guy might be a little nervous. ＜(??????)＞

Ivan shook his head helplessly, lifted the blanket and got up to go to the ground to eat.

"Um~ Did you take off your clothes so completely?" (￣ ￣└)

After leaving the warm bed, Ivan discovered that Tiedan had taken off all his pants, and he was now naked from the lower body~

Forget it, this little guy is already very smart, so he can't ask for too much.

Just when Alvin was about to get new pants, his nameless roommate came back~

"Hey, Ivan, you're awake, it just so happens that we go to eat together...you still have this habit~" As he spoke, the child suddenly noticed Ivan's state.

At this time, Alvin had just taken out a pair of underpants, and before he could put them on, someone came.

"not me……"

"It's okay, you're busy, I'm going out first!"

Ivan hurriedly turned around to block him. Before he could explain, he was interrupted by his roommate. He left a word inexplicably and left without listening to Ivan's explanation. Ivan was shy and speechless at the same time...

Roommate A: Hehe~ It turns out that Alvin likes to wear cute bear underwear~ I’m going to tell other people! Also, Alvin’s butt is so white... (???)?

At this time, Alvin only felt that something was wrong! This roommate of his loves to gossip, and if he spills the beans about his naked butt, then he will be talked about in the mouths of the badgers who also love to eat melons for a week!

Ivan quickly put on his pants in a hurry, and like a sword from a string, he started to kill his wronged roommate A!

……

After a while, Alvin put away his nunchucks and left with satisfaction, leaving the little badger squatting in the corner shivering~

Roommate A: Didn’t I just see that you like to wear bear underwear? As for threatening to use force! Disgusting~(,,???,,)

(Alvin suddenly felt a chill~)

"Tell me! Are you the one who is trying to humiliate me behind my back?" (◣ω◢)

"Ah? Qu Qu? What do you mean? I don't have one?" (°□°;)

Obviously, this pure English boy did not understand the meaning of these dialect words from the East.

"Hmph~ You better be!"

After saying that, Alvin left with a somewhat awkward step, and tugged at his crotch pants from time to time. He was too anxious to put them on just now, and his underwear was crooked and stuck~ Anyway, it didn’t look good...

Only an unknown little badger was left messy in the corner...

Time flies, and Professor Snape, who has just had a good week, shows his old face again, because that bitch Quirrell is back!

I originally hoped that this guy would be sick for a few more days, but I didn't expect that he would be cured so soon!

Seeing Quirrell again, Alvin felt guilty and resentful. Who dared this guy to use the Cruciatus Curse on him?

Even if he throws away the Soul Splitting Technique, so what! He is just a child, how much magic power can he have and how much harm can he cause! On the other hand, this guy, if it weren't for the unicorn amulet, how much trauma would he have suffered!

This place will be recovered sooner or later!

As if aware of Alvin's malicious gaze, Quirrell turned his head and looked towards the Hufflepuff dining table. After seeing Alvin, he nodded shyly. It seemed that he was still the weak one. Professor Quirrell.

Ivan raised his glass to show his respect. He didn't understand what the old monster was doing. He saw that Quirrell looked much better. How vital was the unicorn? I ate two Dragon Breath Bombs and one Soul Splitting Technique and it was all fine!

Or does Voldemort have other ways to cure him?

Seeing this unlucky thing made the whole meal very disturbing, so Alvin was in a very unhappy mood!

I just prefer death to death, and this person who has no eyesight has come up to me!

Smelling the smell of sweat mixed with garlic coming from behind, Alvin went crazy...

"Evan, are you okay? I heard that you were also injured when I was on sick leave."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor Quirrell. I'm fine. I was just attacked by an ugly, smelly piece of shit! As for you, your health is also fine."

Ivan's words made the shy smile on Quirrell's face freeze. Voldemort's crazy roar came from Quirrell's mind, "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill this damn mudblood! He's not even worthy of being my dog." !I’m going to kill him!”

"I...I'm okay. I'm glad you're okay too..." This was outside the auditorium, and there were many people coming and going, so Quirrell had no choice but to tell lies without conscience.

"Hoho, Professor Quirrell, it's great to see your body recovering." Old Bee came out with a jam pudding and chatted with Quirrell.

"Deng... Principal Dumbledore, thank you so much for your concern." Quirrell instantly changed his smile and continued to pretend that nothing was wrong.

(Evan: This face changes so fast!)

"Goodbye, I think it's time for me to teach the fifth grade." Quirrell didn't want to stay with the old bee any longer.

Seeing Quirrell turn around, Alvin unconsciously raised his hand and wanted to pull off his smelly turban! He wanted to see what would happen if Voldemort was exposed directly in front of Old Bee!

But Quirrell didn't give him a chance. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Quirrell turned his head.

He had no choice but to put on a fake smile and pretend to wave to Quirrell.

Quirrell smiled back, turned around and left quickly with a cold expression.

The old bee who was holding the pudding and Alvin looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"Child, do you want to come to my place for a piece of pudding?"

Dumbledore invites Alvin to join the room~

Alvin:! ! !

Chapter 54 The deal with Old Bee

"Child, do you...see it?" Under the half-moon glasses, Dumbledore's blue eyes shined with wisdom.

"Sorry, Professor, I don't know what you are talking about." Ivan sat across from the desk, scooping mango pudding with a small spoon, looking like an ignorant and well-behaved baby.

(Dumbledore: This kid is really good at pretending!)

"Okay, stop pretending, you just wanted to take off Quirrell's turban, right! When... did you find out?" Dumbledore exposed Ivan and asked a question.

"Well... I'm not stupid~ From the fact that Harry always bothered me when he was looking for the Sorcerer's Stone, and Harry compared him with Professor Snape, plus his coy look, it wasn't difficult for me to guess him. has a problem!"

"Smart little guy, but aren't you afraid when he comes to you alone?" Dumbledore praised Ivan and took a sip of sugar mixed with coffee...

"Don't be afraid. With you, the greatest wizard in the magic world, who would dare to face the students in the castle openly? Isn't that a life of impatience?"

Ivan gave Dumbledore a small slap on the ass.

"Hoho~ Thank you for your compliment, but don't you think this is too risky? What if I don't find out? Then you are in danger!" Dumbledore winked playfully.

Ivan didn't speak, just turned to look at a witch holding flowers, visiting the picture frame of the previous principal hanging on the wall of the office. She was giving flowers to the previous principal.

The facts are self-evident.

"Well, you are indeed very smart." Old Bee shrugged.

"Actually, I just asked you to come here to have a chat with you. Speaking of which, I have been observing you for a long time ~ starting from the first time you fought, to when Quirrell gave you the certificate to open the forbidden book area and let you learn black magic." At this point, Old Bee paused, took a sip of candy, and observed Alvin's expression.

Seeing that there was still no change in Alvin, he continued.

"I originally thought that you might indulge in powerful power, but I didn't expect that you chose another path and learned rare alchemy knowledge. Maybe you also saw some black magic, but you didn't choose them. I’m very happy~”

With that said, Dumbledore blinked like an old naughty boy again.

"Just tell me what you want from me! I still want to go to the toilet~"

Alvin: I hate beating around the bush. I can tell you eight hundred tricks in one sentence! (￢_￢)

"Ahem~ Well, let's make a long story short, do you know what is on Quirrell's body?" Old Bee coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"Judging from what Harry said and his state in the Forbidden Forest, it must be that Voldemort~" Feeling that the protective barrier in his mind was fine, Ivan simply spoke frankly.