Chapter 403
Enhanced Puppet Creatures
Chapter 403 Enhanced Puppet Creatures
It turns out that challenging dangerous magical creatures without knowing the corresponding spells is a very bad idea.
Especially the puppets made by Wade, they are endowed with the powerful physique and strength of magical creatures, but they do not have the weaknesses of these creatures——
For example, the stupidity of trolls, the loss of control of werewolves, and the vampires' disgust and fear of sunlight.
Michael bravely tried to challenge the werewolf, but before he could cast any spell, the sharp claws were already in front of his throat.
He blinked blankly, without reacting, and after a few seconds he uttered:
"……So fast?"
The werewolf retracted its claws and scurried off into the jungle, as if he had just casually stretched his body.
The sense of crisis that his life was threatened gradually dissipated, and Michael felt that his frozen brain was also recovering.
After a few seconds, he moved his hands and feet and put on a relaxed smile.
"Phew... this guy scared me when he jumped down from the tree." He turned to Wade and said, "I thought you were going to yell 'start' or something?"
Wade sat on the tree roots nearby, grinned, and said, "Sorry, they simulate real combat environments. Real werewolves won't greet you when they attack, right?"
Michael thought about it and said, "Hmm... that makes sense."
He wanted to start a new game, but he reached out and touched his throat and said subconsciously: "I have already seen the werewolf, I want to challenge the troll."
His impression of the troll was still that of the clumsy guy who was defeated by a few first-year wizards.
Vader looked strange: "Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Michael said confidently, "Flocks of birds, flat slides, and levitation spells, these spells that played a great role in the past, I have now mastered them all! In the past, it took several of us to fight against the monster, but now I can defeat it alone!"
The most important thing is that creatures like trolls are huge and heavy, and they definitely cannot be as fast as werewolves.
"Okay, but you'd better put this on."
Wade raised his hand, and a cloak of gold and silver flew over. When it landed on Michael, it turned into a camouflage color similar to the surrounding woods.
"Wow, this is a bit like an invisibility cloak."
Michael happily lifted the edge of his cloak and looked at it, saying, "But I like it better the way it was before."
The cloak swayed slightly in his hands, and Michael somehow felt that it was also expressing his approval.
He smiled, pulled up his hood, and said seriously, "Come on, troll!"
The young man, wearing a cloak, holding a magic wand, with sharp eyes, inexplicably gives people a very strong feeling.
The four giant puppets on the opposite side looked at each other, and then the tallest and strongest one among them stood up with a wooden stick in hand, lowered his body, and let out a deterrent roar.
It pushed the ground hard and rushed over dragging the wooden stick!
Michael raised his wand and shouted, "Birds flock!"
A dozen small birds appeared from the tip of his wand and attacked the troll.
Michael thought that the troll puppet would be confused and had already begun to plan his next spell.
But the plot did not develop as he expected.
Faced with the bird pecking at it with its sharp beak, the giant puppet covered its eyes with its arms and rushed over like a heavy truck, without encountering any hindrance at all.
The distance between the two quickly narrowed.
Michael panicked immediately. He quickly cast a few slides on the ground and waved his wand, shouting, "There are many obstacles! There are many obstacles!"
But the smooth stone floor of the castle is a natural fit for the Slide spell; even the stairs can be turned into a smooth stone slide, but the jungle's ground, which is piled with dead branches and leaves, is the exact opposite.
Michael didn't notice that the chute spell had any effect. Instead, the obstacle spell slowed down the speed of the giant puppet a little. Michael took the opportunity to run back two steps, turned around and shouted again: "Faint!"
The red spell beam shot out, but brushed past the troll puppet's ear and hit the tree trunk behind it.
There was a hint of subtle sarcasm on that ugly face.
Michael looked desperate—how could he still hide?
The troll puppet that had already caught up with him raised the wooden stick high, but Michael did not give up. He quickly cast another disarming spell.
"Except your weapons!"
The spell hit the troll puppet's wrist right away, and the wooden stick flew out. Before Michael could even smile, he saw the troll puppet's other hand slapping over!
"That's too much! This guy is so stupid, there's no way he can react so quickly!"
Michael, who was flying in the air, did not scream, but protested loudly and angrily.
When he was about to hit the tree, his cloak rolled up and brought him back.
The giant puppet has picked up the stick and returned to his companions.
Michael saw it spread its hands towards the other troll puppets, shook its head, and made a humming laugh.
Then the other three giant monster puppets also laughed, making Michael's face turn red.
There was no language barrier and they could not communicate, so Michael turned to look at Wade and said resentfully: "You are not a troll at all... How can a troll be like this..."
Vader patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is an enhanced version of the giant monster... No matter which race it is, there will be unique individuals, right?"
"Got it...you created a Dumbledore among trolls," Michael deadpanned.
Vader: “…”
Cloak patted Michael soothingly, expressing silent sympathy.
In the past few days, Wade also took the time to add some magic to this hastily made cloak. Just now, it was also under its protection that Michael was not injured except for his self-confidence.
Vader's eyes drifted away and he asked, "Do you want to challenge the vampire again?"
Michael stared at him and asked, "Don't tell me, you strengthened the vampires too?"
"Hmm...how should I put it..."
Wade touched his chin and said, "You see, these puppets are to be used in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. At that time, perhaps one puppet will have to face twenty students. If it is not made stronger, it may be broken in one class, and I will have to repair it..."
His voice gradually faded away, and Michael was looking at him with eyes that saw through everything.
"Tell me the truth, Wade. You pulled me here today just to let me help you test the puppet's combat power, right?"
Michael asked with a sneer.
"Hahaha... How could that be?" Wade laughed dryly twice, then suddenly remembered something. He put his fist to his mouth, coughed, and then said, "Did you forget? It was you who said you wanted to come to the maze first."
"…Even if I didn't say it, you would definitely suggest it, right? But we should do it at another time, and maybe even involve other people."
Michael snorted and said with empty eyes. Wade raised his eyebrows and asked, "So...you give up the challenge and we go back to class? It's getting late."
Michael hesitated for a moment, still holding the wand tightly: "Now that I'm here... let me see how powerful your vampire is!"
Wade clapped his hands, and the vampire girl came out from behind the tree with a bright smile.
Michael: “…”
……
In the History of Magic classroom, Professor Binns had not yet appeared from behind the wall. Most of the students were ready for a nap, but a few were furiously writing their homework.
Ravenclaw and Slytherin had this class together, and Millicent was talking to Pansy and Daphne when Michael walked in from the door with a big smile on his face.
Although there had been conflicts between students from the two colleges, Michael at least had a good relationship with most of the girls, so Millicent asked directly, "Michael, why are you laughing like you drank Felicia?"
Many girls looked towards the door.
"No, no." Michael said with a smile, "I just had a fight with someone."
Seeing Wade walking into the classroom after Michael, Pansy couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Why, did you defeat Gray?"
If that was the case, she could completely understand why Michael was so happy now.
Now, almost everyone in the classroom looked at them, and even a few sleeping students were woken up.
Vader: “…”
Without saying a word, he became the focus of attention. Several people measured the gap between themselves and Michael, and then looked at Wade eagerly.
Wade glanced at the crowd, ignored their speculations, and sat down in an empty seat.
"Of course... not!" Michael waved his hands with a smile: "I am challenging... uh, someone else."
Daphne was confused: "Who did you beat?"
"No, no." Michael continued in a good mood: "I lost...hahaha...I didn't have any chance of winning at all."
Everyone was confused: "Then why are you so happy?"
“Should I get angry if I fail? It’s just a small step in my life.” Michael said, “Failure is as valuable as success. I just accept it calmly.”
"I see you are not accepting it calmly, but accepting it with joy?"
Terry expressed everyone's thoughts, and then he asked Vader: "Vade, did you accidentally kick him in the head twice and make this guy a fool?"
Vader: “…”
——I already said it wasn’t me who defeated him, so what does it have to do with me?
But Padma looked carefully at Michael's expression, understood what was going on, snorted, and turned her back to them.
"Padma..." Lisa looked at Michael with concern as he opened the book "History of Magic" and couldn't help humming a song. She asked, "Michael seems to be really not right...Did he drink the joy potion?"
"No." Padma said in a flat tone: "He may have met a very beautiful woman."
Lisa: “…Ah?”
She was stunned for a moment, then looked at Padma's expression cautiously.
Padma pursed her lips and pretended to be nonchalant, "Why are you looking at me? We've broken up and we're just ordinary friends now!"
"Oh……"
Lisa whispered, then closed her mouth and silently opened the book.
The school bell rang, and the pearly-white Professor Binns walked through the wall and started the class as usual.
A few minutes later, the agitation caused by Michael's abnormality gradually subsided, and even breathing sounds were heard in the classroom.
……
Percy Weasley is now in his seventh year and is about to take the Final Wizarding Tests (NEWTs).
Although most jobs only value Ordinary Wizarding Level (OWLs) certificates, Percy's ideal is not to find a job to support his family. If he wants to go higher, he needs a good graduation result.
Therefore, while most of his peers only took a few classes and spent a lot of time on dating, partying and playing, Percy still focused on studying all day and prepared carefully for the exam in half a year.
He took more than an hour at noon to perform his duties as president of the student union, and then spent the entire afternoon in the library. He did not come out of the library until the sun set and dinner time began.
Not long after he went out, Percy saw a junior student wandering outside. He looked unhappy and his usually energetic face was now gloomy.
Percy remembered him because the young wizard was usually very active and popular in the common room.
As they passed him, Percy asked, "Khalil, what are you doing here? It's time to go to dinner."
Khalil raised his head, his eyes twinkling, and looked deeply at Percy.
"Mr. Chairman Weasley..."
Percy was very happy to be addressed by Khalil. He tried hard to hide his smile and said in the airs of the student union president: "Well, what's troubling you?"
"You talked about this in the previous meeting... the parents of those underage wizards who were deceived were cast with a forgetfulness spell, so they would forget their children, right?"
Khalil asked carefully, considering the answer.
"Of course." Percy frowned and said, "What a very evil and despicable thing to do!"
"Then..." Khalil hesitated for a while. Seeing Percy's impatient look, he asked again: "Then... that organization, those people... will re-arrange people for the little wizards to be their parents?"
"Of course not!" Percy said with certainty, "How could they be so kind? Those people would even let the children see with their own eyes that they were forgotten by their parents, letting them know that they would be homeless even if they escaped, so that it would be easier to control them!"
"Is that so... I knew it wouldn't happen... Thank you, Mr. Chairman, thank you so much..."
Khalil breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.
Percy looked at him strangely. He mumbled something to himself, then thanked him loudly and turned and ran away quickly.
"This guy..." Percy frowned in confusion: "What's there to be happy about in this kind of thing?"
Without thinking too much, he looked at the time and walked quickly towards the auditorium. On the way, he happened to meet a few junior students throwing magic at each other in the corridor. Percy immediately walked over and scolded them all righteously.
"Stop it! I'm the male student council president! You're violating school rules... You're not allowed to throw magic in the corridors..."
After scolding the kids, Percy completely forgot about Kalil's strange appearance.
(End of this chapter)