Chapter 12: This New Student? Just Don't Be Too Cruel!(EDITED)
The old bat was also startled when he saw the person with the green light.
Until...
After seeing the magical effect clearly.
He was completely speechless.
He could also achieve this level the effect of this "Lumos" spell.
The problem is...
He couldn't figure it out.
How bored must one be to change the Lumos spell into this green light effect?
Just to scare people?
But judging by Kyle's record.
The outcome of this competition should have been determined long ago.
Eleven years old...
Proficient in silent casting!
This talent is even more terrifying than Voldemort's in the past!
The old bat directly turned and left the common room.
He needed to go talk to Dumbledore again.
...
"No, this isn't the Killing Curse!" After a moment, Malfoy also realized.
A sense of being deceived and insulted surged up.
"I never said it was the Killing Curse!" Kyle shrugged.
With a flourish of his wand.
He casually pointed at Malfoy.
Level 8 "Expelliarmus"!
With the added effect of dark magic, the casting effect changed from white light to a dark concealment.
Before Malfoy could react.
A great force came, and he was sent flying.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmusn!"
Several more spells were cast in succession.
All the competitors were knocked out of the ring, leaving only Pansy Parkinson, who had just been frightened and hadn't held her wand firmly.
She was temporarily spared by Kyle.
Kyle glanced at the older Slytherins watching around.
"Listen, I know some of you here..."
"No, I should say the vast majority of you can't stand me!"
"But so what?"
"I like it when you can't stand me and can't beat me!"
"You should be grateful that Dumbledore is here at Hogwarts, otherwise I could do something to you."
"But I don't think you should stay at Hogwarts forever."
Kyle didn't have time to play these campus bullying games with these little snakes.
Hit them with one punch to avoid a hundred punches.
With a wave of his wand.
The books on the common room shelves turned into black snakes.
They slithered over to Malfoy and the others who had just acted.
Binding them up, then climbing up the walls to the ceiling.
Dropping them onto the ceiling.
Originally, Kyle was just going to turn them into ropes and control them with a levitation spell.
But the "Heart of Dark Magic" came into play again.
The ropes were directly imbued with the skin of "snakes".
So the question is.
What does it feel like to be wrapped in a snake and spitting venom on your face?
The final result was...
A light drizzle of yellow rain from the ceiling...
Four more frightened!
"Kyle, don't go too far; you're just a freshman!"
Marcus, the Slytherin Quidditch captain, couldn't bear it.
This was simply slapping Slytherin's face.
"Do you have a problem?" Kyle tilted his head.
"Well, maybe you should really think about what your problem is?"
With a turn of his wand!
"Disarm You Weapon!"
Marcus had already taken out his wand in preparation to fight.
But it was too fast.
He didn't even have time to react before he was sent flying like Malfoy.
His wand fell, losing its combat effectiveness.
A snake slithered over.
Member suspended from the ceiling 1!
This time all the little snakes were subdued.
No one dared to confront Kyle again.
Marcus was a fourth-year student.
His strength was completely unmatched by the newly enrolled young wizards who hadn't even had time to study.
"So, it's your turn, Miss Parkinson!"
Kyle approached the trembling Pansy Parkinson.
Lifting her chin slightly with his wand.
Like a big villain...
Oh, no!
Like a charming, handsome gentleman.
The little girl looked quite cute.
Just a bit temperamental!
With the wand pointed at her chin, Pansy's face flushed unnaturally.
"Don't worry, Miss Parkinson, I don't just go around hitting women for no reason!
With that, another black snake crawled over.
"Why don't you hang yourself up?"
Pansy was dumbfounded!
Is this what you meant by not hitting women?
And you want me to do it myself?
...
"Listen, my magic will expire at the moment the sun rises tomorrow."
After treating Pansy "equally".
Kyle put away his wand and walked to a group of older snakes.
Like a supervising leader.
Speaking the most threatening words with the gentlest expression.
"Before that, if anyone dares to let them down..."
"I'll hang them up!"
The little snakes couldn't figure out Kyle's strength now, and no one wanted to be the first to speak out.
Moderate scrutiny, seeking advantage and avoiding harm.
That's the nature of the little snakes.
Seeing that no one dared to speak, Kyle nodded satisfactorily.
"Sister Farley, where is my independent dormitory?"
"Ah?"
"Oh, it's the last room on the right at the end of the corridor."
Jemma Farley was startled when her name was called.
"Thank you!"
With a polite thank you, Kyle played with his wand and walked towards his dormitory.
Behind him, everyone remained silent for a long time...
Is he really just a freshman?
Isn't he too brutal?
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