I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

Chapter 286 Burning the Bowtruckle

Just outside the greenhouse, Zhang Chun had already assigned roles to the three partners.

After all, Ron, Harry and Hermione have all awakened their godhead.Ron's Anubis was extremely powerful, and Harry's violent lightning Zhang Chun had not witnessed, but he had heard about it. Of course, the most outrageous thing was Hermione's control of time.

Zhang Chun himself has a wooden sword to help him, a golden clone, and a wand bone to help him.

Of course, what the other three friends don't know is that Zhang Chun can also mobilize the spaceship in the observer world.

The four of them felt almost foolproof.

With such a lineup, they can travel directly to the seventh part of the original work, and there will be no problem in attacking Hogwarts by Death Eaters without Voldemort, let alone Hannah Abbott, who may be under the Imperius Curse.

But Zhang Chun still felt a little unsure.Because Hannah was motionless and seemed to be waiting for something.

Gaunt's ring and Voldemort's Horcrux, how could these things appear in her hands?

Moreover, the operation of burying it in the soil, coupled with Hannah's straight eyes now, as if expecting something to appear... He is not afraid of the difficulty of the problem, but is afraid of not knowing where the difficulty lies. Zhang Chun is really unsure now.

Now, Professor Sprout took the Bowtruckle and began to test the students' goldenthorn juice.

The Bowtruckle is very sensitive to the juice of goldenthorn. When a classmate squeezes out the juice of goldenthorn, he will stretch out his body like a stick insect to touch it. If it feels good, he will smile and dip it in the juice. It felt bad in my mouth and I immediately gave up trying.

As the two Bowtruckles kept showing various expressions, the goldenthorn juice squeezed out by the students was tested.

The atmosphere in the greenhouse was relaxed and harmonious, with students making fun of each other from time to time.

Not long after, Professor Sprout had walked over to Neville and Hannah.At the same time, Zhang Chun and the others also focused their attention here.

Naturally, Hannah ignored the task of squeezing the golden thorn juice. Neville Longbottom, as a quasi-master of herbalism, had already placed a nearly perfect glass of golden thorn juice on the corner of the table.

"Oh, Neville! Well done. This bottle of goldenthorn juice is the most perfect I have seen so far." Professor Sprout showed a pleased smile on his face.

Neville smiled shyly and said quickly, "Hannah and I did this together."

But his solicitude did not receive any response from Hannah, who was still looking blankly at the corner where the ring was hidden.

Professor Sprout was dissatisfied, "Miss Abbott, Abbott... Hannah Abbott!"

Hannah Abbott stood up numbly, "Yes, Professor."

"What's the matter with you? I see that you have been absent-minded today."

"I'm fine, Professor."

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, Professor."

Sprout frowned and looked at his favorite Hufflepuff in the past, feeling a little confused and confused.Suddenly, the bowtruckle she held in her hand became obviously abnormal.

"Bah!" cried the Bowtruckle.

You must know that this magical animal not only looks like a stick insect, but also has similar biological attributes.Few people knew they could scream, but now they not only scream, but they also show super panic expressions.

Bowtruckle desperately tries to escape his cage and get as far away from Hannah Abbott as possible!

"What's going on?" Professor Sprout looked at the bowtruckle tossing the cage with a confused look on his face.

Hannah Abbott, who just looked confused, stared at the Bowtruckle, and her eyes suddenly gained a hint of coldness!

In an instant, the bowtruckles became even more panicked. They tried to break out of the cage and escape far away like irritable cocks.

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"Look! Hannah's hands..." Hermione suddenly whispered.

But needless to say, the other three friends also discovered that Hannah secretly pointed her finger stained by black magic at the Bowtruckle.

With a "bang" sound, a burst of red flames jumped up from the withered Bowtruckle!The students were startled and suddenly screamed.

Even Professor Sprout was so startled that he dropped the Bowtruckle's cage with a shudder.

The poor Bowtruckle wailed like a lit stick figure and gradually turned into ashes.

"What's going on? What's going on?!" Professor Sprout did not realize that it was Hannah Abbott who was secretly causing trouble, but he hurriedly took out his wand and shot a stream of clear spring water at the Bowtruckle.

The fire was out, but the Bowtruckle was already dead. Their withered bodies were first burned by the fire, and then washed away by the water. Their broken bodies rushed out of the guardrails of the cage and scattered on the ground.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this situation, but Hannah was very calm.

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Just now, Zhang Chun and others almost rushed out, but saw that only Bowtruckle suffered, so they endured it again.

"Is this true? She didn't even move! How could she light the Bowtruckle?" Ron asked in a low voice.

"With bare hands... without chanting a spell... have you ever seen this method of casting spells?" Harry also looked surprised.

Hermione was also puzzled as to why Hannah could not get along with a bowtruckle.

Zhang Chun suddenly thought that Hannah's method of casting spells was a bit like the Eastern pyrotechnics.Just as she touched it with her hand, flames burst out from the Bowtruckle.

This is not black magic. Black magic and fire magic are two different things.

Hannah looked at Professor Sprout indifferently, smoothed her skirt, and sat down.

Professor Sprout stayed for a while, puzzled. In desperation, he used his wand to clean the Bowtruckle, and hesitantly explained to the students, "...I don't know much about magical animals, but It is said...it is said that sometimes those magical elves...may cause self-immolation due to the backlash of magic...Okay, everyone, don't panic, just sit back in your seats."

With that said, the professor pretended to be calm and walked back to his desk.

It could be seen that Professor Sprout was deliberately suppressing her panic. She was afraid that her emotions would affect her classmates, so she deliberately found an excuse.

The students sat back in their seats doubtfully.

At this moment, suddenly, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

Because everyone is in a quiet state, the feeling of this tremor is very obvious.

"What's going on? Is it an earthquake?" A girl whispered.

Everyone was stunned.But the shock ended immediately, and the students slowly calmed down.

But Hannah's expression changed...

Those eyes that had been dull all of a sudden became sharp again, and a determination that seemed inappropriate for her age began to gather.

"boom!"

The ground shook violently again.

The greenhouse was instantly filled with panicked exclamations from students!