Flitwick was startled.

"It will become someone else's weapon."

"Give him the most honorable way to die."

A book called "Powerful Potions" and a book called "White Magic: Keep What You Believe". Some of the books he had read at Hogwarts, some were too advanced for him to read by himself.

The first time James brought Lily home, James' life at school, and his own childhood - although by that time, they had become portraits.

The sword hit something, but it was definitely not a human.

He met his grandmother, the woman named Euphemia. Unlike Flement, who appeared to be young, the portrait of Euphemia was left by her in her later years, and she looked like a kind and kind old man.

"A spell similar to the Iron Armor Curse?" Flitwick was a little surprised, "Another surprise, but if it's just this, it's not enough."

Flitwick waved his wand again, and the stone quickly shrank and fell to the ground: "The battle is over, Harry."

I can't feel any trace of anyone's habitation, even if I can leave him a footprint.

Harry had half of his body sunk in, Flitwick's wand pointed at him.

"Did that group repel the curse?" Flitwick was a little surprised, "Can it do it to this extent? It's really amazing."

Flitwick looked at Harry and hesitated to speak.

"Professor, you are much stronger than I thought." Harry shook his head and sighed.

The ground was muddy.

They talked a lot with Porter.

"Dumbledore asked me, but he didn't expect that I would think so before he asked me."

Flitwick waved his wand and spoke the first spoken spell.

Harry clenched his sword and nodded towards Flitwick: "Professor, here I come."

The gravel on the ground twisted and turned into a bunch of strange-shaped reptiles, clicking and crawling towards Flitwick.

"Put on him the best robe."

Obviously…

"If you were seventeen years old, even if you were at your current level, I would probably have a hard time dealing with you."

The stones exploded in the air, shattering and flying.

Many people say that witchers are a group of emotionless monsters.

Harry raised his hand, and a golden shield enveloped his body - although it shattered under the powerful impact the next second, it blocked the spell that ended the battle.

Flitwick scratched his head: "You shouldn't be so sharp, Harry, and you shouldn't know about this, at least not now."

A whole room, at least a thousand books - such as the "Powerful Potion" that Harry had to steal from the restricted area, there is a copy here.

Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions are the most numerous categories.

"like this."

Harry shook his head: "Have you guessed that one or two of my father's former close friends betrayed him?"

Bang——

Flitwick waved his wand, hoisted Harry up, restored him to the ground, and put him down again: "No, Harry, you are already strong."

Magic shot towards Harry.

Flitwick's expression turned unnatural.

Frémont grinned and smiled: "That's really great."

I traveled through mountains and rivers without feeling tired day or night, but now I felt that the road back to Professor Flitwick's house was so long and endless.

At the age of twelve, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, you can still perform to some extent without physical support.

"Now that you've finished your compliments, let's talk about your shortcomings."

"Harry, you are a wizard."

"You need to know how to use magic."

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