Chapter 71

"What? Are these people transformed from Shidun?"

Flitwick was a little surprised.

Devereux smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Professor, wasn't there a dark wizard who came to attack last week? So Professor McGonagall arranged such a thing, just like arranging for you to open a dueling club."

After listening to Devereaux's explanation.

Flitwick then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Oh, that's it. I thought it was Poppy...well, it was Pomfrey. I thought it was her who thought the students were too noisy and came to intimidate them, hahaha."

As he spoke, Flitwick patted Devereux on the shoulder.

The corners of Devereux's mouth twitched.

I have to say that this really looks like something Madam Pomfrey would do.

At this time, Professor Flitwick walked to the door and cautiously stuck his head out.

He was probably sizing up the two knights.

Then looked back at Devereux.

"So these knights were conjured by Minerva, right?"

Devereaux was just about to talk about the innovation of magic spells that he and Professor McGonagall had made in the secret room.

Boom!

The door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

Professor Flitwick was about to be pushed to the ground by the force.

Devereaux has quick eyes and quick hands.

He immediately stepped forward to support Professor Flitwick.

"Oh! Sorry Philus, I didn't see you."

The two of them looked up and saw that the person was the Head of Gryffindor, Minerva McGonagall.

McGonagall quickly came over and helped Flitwick upright.

Then he turned to look at Devereux with a frown.

"Devereaux, why did you get out of bed? You need to sleep as much as possible after the magic power is exhausted. It may take two days to fully recover."

So Professor McGonagall came up and held up Devereux's armpits without any explanation.

Put him back on the bed.

Devereux scratched his head.

He felt that he could actually recover by practicing meditation for half an hour.

But I really can't say this to Professor McGonagall.

"Hi! Devereux, are you okay?"

Just then.

Another voice called Devereaux came from outside the door.

He turned his head and saw three little heads sticking out from the crack in the door.

Looking at him with a smile.

It's Harry, Hermione and Neville.

Devereaux smiled and waved to them.

Mag glanced back at the three little ones.

He sighed and shook his head.

"I told them that you were in the hospital, so you had to come with me. Okay, okay, come in. It won't be too noisy."

After saying that, the three Gryffindors outside the door ran in with smiles.

Arrive at Devereaux's bed.

"Devereaux heard from the professor that you have run out of magic power. Are you feeling okay now?"

Hermione's voice was soft and concerned.

His eyes were full of worry.

Obviously more concerned about Devereaux's physical condition.

"He can get out of bed and looks like normal, so there should be no problem."

Harry comforted Hermione.

He is experienced in hospitalization.

As soon as I saw Devereaux's appearance, I knew he was okay.

"Huh, luckily you're okay. Devereux, did you know? There were a lot of armored people in the castle today. I even saw patrolling knights on the grassland outside the castle. Oh my god! That horse is so tall ! So handsome!”

"Yes, it looks a bit like a chess piece in a wizard's chess game."

Neville was relieved to see that Devereux was okay.

There will be synchronization with Harry and Devereux. Something happened in school today.

Listening to them talk about these things, Devereaux couldn't help but feel happy.

Then he looked around and asked strangely.

"Eh? Where's Ron?"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other at this question.

Phew!

They both burst into laughter.

"Professor McGonagall just asked them to take the test again. Only Neville passed. Ron and Crabgoyle have to take the test again."

After hearing this.

Devereux laughed and shook his head.

But he looked at Neville in surprise.

I didn't expect that he could pass the exam.

Neville scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick couldn't help but smile as they watched them talking and laughing.

"Minerva, those knights in the school were arranged by you using the activation transfiguration spell, right?"

Flitwick then raised his head and asked McGonagall.

"Really? Professor McGonagall, those knights were transformed by you using the Transfiguration Technique?"

Hermione looked up in surprise.

"This is too impressive, but there are hundreds of people."

"I remember the book said that activation and transformation requires regular injection of magic power to maintain the form. It's really amazing that Professor McGonagall can maintain it for such a long time!"

Hermione immediately became energetic when the content of the class was mentioned.

The other two people also had their eyes shining.

After all, who doesn’t like wearing armor and riding a big horse?

Hearing this compliment, Mag smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, these soldiers were not activated by me using the activation deformation technique. Of course, I did arrange for them to patrol around the school."

"Oh, that's the work of the principal, right? Indeed, he should be the only one who can do such a large-scale transformation."

Flitwick naturally came to a conclusion after hearing McGonagall's explanation.

But he didn't expect Mag to shake his head again.

"It's not the principal. In fact, it was Devereux who animated the soldiers. He used a new method, so he ended up in the hospital."

As soon as these words came out, everyone froze in place.

The whole room fell into deathly silence.

They probably never imagined that the soldiers patrolling outside were created by Devereaux using his transformation technique.

"Oh my God!"

Hermione screamed.

He immediately turned to look at Devereux excitedly.

"Devereaux, how did you do that!"

Neville and Harry were also gathered around Devereaux's window, chattering excitedly and asking questions.

Devereux smiled bitterly and didn't know how to answer.

Flitwick looked directly at Devereaux.

He murmured in his mouth.

"Oh my God, isn't this Devero not only a genius in spells and potions, but also a genius in transformation?"

Mag nodded helplessly.

"It looks like this now, so I don't know what to do with him."

At this time.

"Hey! My patient needs some rest! Get out of here now!"

The noise of the crowd stopped immediately.

Madam Pomfrey rushed out of the operating room in a hurry.

He looked at everyone with blazing eyes.

then.

Even Professors McGonagall and Flitwick were invited out.

Madam Pomfrey then returned to the operating room.

Devereux can finally have some time alone.

Sitting back on the bed.

Devereux adjusted his breathing.

I plan to start practicing meditation to quickly restore my magic power.

There will be Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow.

According to the lesson plan, the three unforgivable curses will be taught and practiced.

Devereaux didn't want to miss it.

Then adjust with the breathing rhythm.

Devereux's surroundings gradually became shrouded in mist.

Devereaux didn't push the fog away this time.

During these few days of practice, he discovered that if he focused all his attention on himself.

Then the recovery speed of magic power will be faster.

As time goes by.

Devereux felt the energy in his body become more abundant.

The sunlight in the school doctor's office was gradually replaced by darkness.

Boom!

It was just the right time for Devero to practice.

A sudden blow suddenly broke him out of his meditative state.

He covered his head and looked up to see who was attacking him.

As a result, he saw the man he least wanted to see, wearing a black robe with messy hair scattered around his face.

Severus Snape!

"Have you slept enough?"

That's all he said.

Snape turned and walked to the door of the school doctor's office.

"Walk."

The person disappeared into the corridor.

Devereaux covered his head and cried without tears.

He forgot that he now had to find Snape every night.

Then put on your shoes.

While Madam Pomfrey wasn't looking.

Then walked out the door.

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