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Chapter 3 - #3Chapter 3 Half Life (Avoid lightning, skip chapters 6 and 7)

(Be careful, skipping chapters 6 and 7 will not affect the course. Many readers have given me this advice. The main content is about being a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.)

(Highly poisonous! Highly poisonous! Highly poisonous!)

The wand flew over automatically, the cloaked man reached out and gently grasped the wand, and with a wave of the wand, Bellatrix flew out of the wall and landed on the ground.

Bellatrix was unconscious, her whole body was in a half-cooked state. As long as the thunder continued for a few more breaths, she would be fully cooked.

"Alas! Bellatrix, you are asking for trouble."

The cloaked man said with some disgust.

"Elf magic pattern! A gift from nature!"

Magic patterns emerged, magic nodes lit up, and a green light hit Bellatrix, and her injuries quickly recovered.

"It's almost done. As long as you don't die, it's fine. Azkaban is so much fun. It's not your time to die yet."

The cloaked man murmured and waved his wand. The dilapidated cells around him instantly returned to their original appearance as if time had gone back.

After removing the silencing spell and magic suppression barrier around the cell, the cloaked man disappeared into the cell.

After a long time, Bellatrix slowly opened her eyes, gradually changing from the initial confusion. She stared blankly at the ceiling of the cell. The pain from all over her body made her know clearly that she was not dreaming.

A man blocked her Cruciatus Curse with his fingers without a wand!

And released countless thunders with his fingers!

The miraculous thing is that she actually survived that thunder attack.

Although there is no part of the body that does not transmit the sensation of pain, being able to survive is a blessing in disguise.

Recalling the blinding thunder just now, Bellatrix couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Is this really magic? Is this really something magic can do?"

Bellatrix was now in deep self-doubt.

She felt that she and the cloaked man were not from the same world.

...

In the port of Brest, in Country F, in a five-story building, the figure of a cloaked man suddenly appeared here.

The wand lightly tapped the black cloak, and the cloak changed into a gray casual suit, revealing the true face of the cloaked man.

He was a handsome young man with short silver hair and three-dimensional features. When you first meet him, his ice-blue eyes are the most likely to leave a deep impression on you.

The young man is tall, standing at 188cm tall. Although he is muscular, he is not as muscular as a bodybuilder. Instead, he has a well-proportioned figure with a standard body shape that can be described as the golden ratio.

The young man sat on the sofa facing the morning sun, his face looking softer under the sunlight.

The young man sat on the sofa. After a while, footsteps were heard in the bedroom of the house.

"Click"

As the door opened, a beautiful figure in a cool nightgown appeared in the room. Her beautiful face made the morning sunlight lose some of its color.

A pair of big water-blue eyes looked at the figure in the room with a little confusion.

"Dear Claire Lindemann, you've been busy again and are only back now. Are Albanian vampires really more attractive than me?"

There was a hint of complaint in the woman's voice, and the way she addressed him was different from before. She moved lightly with lotus steps, twisting her plump body, and sat in the young man's arms. Her arms were wrapped around the young man's neck like a snake, and her big aqua-blue eyes stared at the pair of ice-blue pupils without blinking.

As the woman said, the young man's name was Claire Lindeman, an ordinary British orphan.

An orphan with memories of two lives.

Claire Lindemann was not originally from this world. The world he lived in was called Earth, and he was just an ordinary office worker on Earth.

However, perhaps God was jealous of him for having a complete and harmonious family.

After a hangover, he woke up and came to the Grigma Orphanage in London, England in this world.

To this day, he has been in this world for twenty-five years, and he has completely integrated into this familiar yet unfamiliar world.

Why do we say that this world is both familiar and strange?

Because, what is familiar is that when he gets to know it in depth, he finds that this world is the world of a movie he has seen.

"Harry Potter"!

A world full of magical wonders.

And the strangeness also means that this world is just a movie he has seen.

Yes, it's a movie.

He has only seen the first Harry Potter movie, but due to limited conditions when he was a child, he has not seen the other ones.

After growing up, I never watched this series of movies again, so it became a scene that is both familiar and unfamiliar to me now.

And he has another identity, that is, a graduate of Hogwarts.

He received the letter from Hogwarts in 1978. The first four years of his schooling were the four years when Voldemort was most active.

During this period, facing the threat of Voldemort, Claire stayed in Hogwarts and did not dare to leave Hogwarts at all. He even rarely went to Hogsmeade village.

It was not until 1981, when Voldemort disappeared and his power fell, that he began to show his talent and became the most handsome boy in Hogwarts!

It was only after entering Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that he learned that he actually possessed a golden finger.

His eyes can see the working state of magic power in magical creatures, which he calls magic lines, or simply magic lines.

It was also because of this that he loved to come into contact with magical creatures during his time at Hogwarts. He even sneaked into Dumbledore's office countless times in order to obtain the Apparition symbol of Fawkes the Phoenix.

Likewise, his eyes have a keen observation of magic, and he can see the operation and characteristics of other people's magic.

...

In the years after graduation, Claire first opened a Chinese restaurant in Hogsmeade Village, and then traveled around the world. Three years ago in the spring of 1988, she met the beauty Adele Otterlein in Romania.

The ridiculous thing is that the way the two met was just like a fairy tale.

The princess was threatened by a dragon. At the critical moment, the prince descended from the sky and drove the dragon away. From then on, the prince and princess lived a shameless and happy life.

Of course, in the past half month, because of the Dementors, Claire spent all her time in Azkaban, building magic nodes, hoping to quickly possess the complete magic patterns of the Dementors, and somewhat neglected the beauty in front of her.

...

Adele Otterline, a graduate of Beauxbatons, is now 22 years old. She is in the prime of her youth, as beautiful as a flower, and has a beauty that surpasses flowers.

However, recently something happened that made her very distressed.

That is her boyfriend, Claire Lindeman, who has not spent enough time with her for nearly half a month.

As a result, Adele became somewhat insecure about her own charm.

Just as Adele was looking at those icy blue pupils with resentment in her eyes, Claire reached out and wrapped her arms around the beautiful woman's soft waist. With a little force, she pressed her soft and fiery body tightly against her own. She lowered her head and gently kissed her soft lips, saying softly, "My dear, I'm done with my work. I'll stay by your side for the next while."

"Hmm~"

Adele wrapped her white arms around Claire's neck and hummed softly.

However, this light "hmm" made Claire unsure whether she was responding to her or referring to something else.

However, when Claire saw Adele's eyes that were like rippling spring water, she knew the answer.

He stood up, holding Adele's soft body, and walked towards the bedroom.

"No, dear. It's too late. My magic robe shop is still waiting for me to welcome today's guests."

Adele's breath was as sweet as orchid. Although her words hinted at rejection, her arms around Claire's neck tightened even more tightly.

"Beautiful Ms. Adele, today I am your most distinguished guest. Now, let your God enjoy your most perfect service."

As she spoke, Claire stretched her legs and closed the bedroom door, where a friendly exchange between the owner and the guest was going on intensely.

(This book has no female protagonist. I wrote a girlfriend just to prevent the protagonists in my book from being all single dogs. I am an emotional loser, so there are not many scenes with my girlfriend in the book. You can skip it if you don't like it.)

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