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Chapter 94 I want to play a game!

Wizard Cards are a game that emphasizes betting and bluffing.

Even if your trump card is not too big, as long as your acting skills are good enough that the other party dares not follow, the biggest possibility of the final ranking is you.

This is a game of wisdom and courage.

In Snape's view, Stark was undoubtedly bluffing or lacking confidence.

But in William's opinion, his trump card is the biggest Merlin card, and he will definitely kill everything, which is equivalent to Sohari's flush.

William's purpose was to seduce the professor to take the bait, making the other party mistakenly think that he was bluffing.

Simply put:

William: I'm lying.

Snape: I know you're lying.

William: I know you know I'm lying.

So Snape really took the bait, and he believed that it was William who attacked him.

"If it weren't for your attack, I'm willing to compensate. Of course, what I said includes their wands."

Snape pointed at Cedric and the twins to prevent William from using their wand.

"Yes, Professor Snape." William smiled, took out a magic wand from his pocket and cast a flashback spell.

The flashback spell can release all the magic recently used by the wand in a reversed form.

Soon, the wand released several spells, but they were all small magics such as "cleaning up", without coma curses or other offensive magic.

Snape stared at William in disbelief, snatching the wand and sternly said: "Stark, is this your wand?!"

"Of course it's mine. Do I have two more demons?"

William smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, you can write to Mr. Ollivander. He can testify to me. I have never bought a second wand in his place!"

"No, the amount of magic you cast in your wand is too small!"

Of course there is less. This wand was made by Cedric, so William used it occasionally.

But certainly, he couldn't say that, he explained: "Because I've been practicing casting without a stick recently, Professor."

William raised his right hand and the cup on the table fell to the ground, splashing Professor Snape's body of water.

William's casting of a staffless spell can only be achieved at this level. Moving some cups is similar to a magic riot.

But even so, the students of Ravenclaw applauded.

"Hurry up, take out your wands!" Professor Snape looked at Cedric and the others again.

Cedric obediently took out his wand from his pocket, but after checking, it was fine.

Snape's face looked a little ugly. Could it be that they were really not attacking?

Who attacked him last night?

"Professor Snape, since it is certain that it has nothing to do with us, I hope you fulfill your commitment."

William waved his wand, and the parchment appeared in the air, and he began to write.

"I calculated that there are fifty psychedelic mushrooms in total, and they have been growing very well because of the watering of dragon manure.

We suffer a small loss and don’t want you to compensate the dragon feces.

The market price of a psychedelic mushroom ranges from fifteen to twenty-five gallons, so we take an average and compensate each plant for twenty-two gallons.

A total of one thousand gallons, thank you for your patronage, hehe~”

The parchment floated in front of Snape, and he frowned slightly: "The price is fair, but are there so many psychedelic mushrooms?"

When he was poaching herbs last night, he just kept his mind away quickly, and didn't pay attention to the number, but he didn't seem to have so many impressions!

The most important thing is that the psychedelic mushroom was snatched away, and Snape himself was knocked unconscious. Why should he ask for compensation?

But Snape was embarrassed to do this shameless thing in public.

He glared at William, snatched the parchment, and left cursed.

With Professor Snape's departure, everyone except Slytherin's students cheered, as if they had achieved a great victory.

In the morning, everyone was discussing this matter. Following the crowd, Hermione and others were walking on the way to the transformation class classroom.

"It must be William and the others who attacked Snape!" Ron said loudly.

His voice was too loud, which attracted the attention of countless students.

"Shh, whisper!" Hermione glanced at the eyes around her and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, you just saw it, there is no coma curse in the wand."

"But, don't forget that each of them has two wands." Ron lowered his voice slightly.

Harry hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Hermione, we met Hagrid during our morning meal.

He told him not to go to the Forbidden Forest recently, and he also said... Last night, I met William and the others in the Forbidden Forest."

Hermione stopped talking.

"Yes, William and the others took away the psychedelic mushrooms and extorted Professor Snape's 1,000 Gallons." Ron was very envious.

"That's a thousand gallons!"

Harry is very rich. He doesn't feel much about this thousand Gallon, but instead envys another thing.

"It's amazing. Have you seen William break his cup?" Harry sighed.

"Casting spells without a stick... I heard a lot of students' discussions. William Lok is even more powerful. It would be great if he taught us the defense of black magic."

"In fact, George and Fred are learning fighting skills from William this semester." Ron said sourly.

He glanced at Hermione.

"Do you know about this?"

Hermione was still thinking about the Forbidden Forest, and she nodded casually: "I know, I will go every Saturday night..."

Harry looked at Hermione enviously, and Ron's eyes showed a strong jealousy.

"It's me, I'm first, it's obviously my first... Whether you know William or talk to him..."

Ron Crazy Lemon.

"By the way, Hermione, what is your relationship with William?" Harry asked curiously.

The only two he knew knew knew each other before entering school.

"Oh, my dad and his dad are college classmates. I met William once when I was a child, and then moved, and I never saw him. Last Easter..."

I'm disturbed, it turns out that he is a childhood sweetheart series!

Ron finally stopped thinking about it.

Black Magic Defense Classroom.

Today is the first class at the end of the holiday, and everyone is ready to tease Kilow.

Yes, teasing Professor Kilow has become a trend, an activity full of ritual.

When everyone greeted him in the morning, he also changed from "Did you eat" to "You tease Qiluo"?

So this is another class full of joy.

Harris was holding a trash can, which he was about to put on the classroom door.

Kaslana played role-playing, wearing a thick Scottish round-faced fat chicken doll costume, she jumped on the podium, as if she was dancing yangko, ready to scare Kiro.

At this time, a transparent body came through from behind the wall.

He appeared so unexpectedly, like Sadako.

Harris was startled by the sudden appearance of the ghost. His little hand shook, and the trash can was not held, covering the fat chicken's head.

Elena Kaslana waved her wings and shouted, "Damn it, bastard! I can't see it, I can't see it!"

All the students were quiet, and William looked at the ghost in shock.

Kiro dragged his transparent body and pressed behind Caslana, tilted his head and said coldly:

“Iwantplayagamewith…tempting!”

He looked around and finally set his sight on William.

...

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(Thanks to the "First Five-Year Plan" boss for his reward (?).)
Chapter completed!
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