v2 Chapter 394： Ai Wen’s Silent Mantra

Because it was the focus of attention, a few disturbances immediately caught the attention of others.

The students at Booth Barton were surprised to find that this boy from Hogwarts was so popular with the ghosts in the school, which was incredible.

The topic of discussion was re-transferred to Ai Wen, and everyone was full of curiosity about him.

Except for Gabrielle and Hibiscus sitting next to Ai Wen, no one knows what is going on, and the abnormal performance of the ghosts has added a mysterious color to Ai Wenping.

The handsome appearance, powerful strength, legendary deeds, and eye-catching mystery make Amvin's attraction to girls greatly enhanced.

Of course, some of the Booth Barton boys are more and more resentful to him.

Ai Wen didn't have time to pay attention to other people's views on himself. In the face of the enthusiastic ghosts, he had to appease one by one.

He is thinking about maybe adding a section to the newspaper to cover French news. If the effect is good enough, you can also take this opportunity to enter the "Hogwarts Magic" into the French market, further enhance the influence, set up a branch in Paris.

Just as Avon conceived the plan, Furong next to him pushed him.

"Mrs. Maxim just announced that the dinner is over!" Furong smiled and said, licking the waterfall-like silver hair. "She had been stunned before, let me take you to the school to visit. But I think you may be more Willing to stay here and face these ghosts."

Ivan certainly wants to visit Booth Barton, which is a very rare opportunity.

He looked up and saw all the students in Booth Barton stand up.

In the crowd center, Dumbledore and Sirius are leaving the auditorium with Mrs. Leme and Maxim.

When the teachers all left, the atmosphere in the auditorium was really warm.

The students of Booth Barton are no longer guarding the rules as before. They all crowded into the position of Ai Wen, and they spoke French that he could not understand.

Of course, there are also many people who speak English, but it is not standard.

All the sounds were mixed together, so that Ai Wen could not hear it.

"What are they talking about?" Ai Wen asked aloud.

"Most of them are simple greetings. Many girls are asking if you have time at night." Furong said with a smile, close to Ai Wen’s ear. "Of course, some people are challenging like you, look like they think Have a duel with you."

Without the Lotus translation, Ai Wen has noticed it.

In the middle of a group of senior boys, a tall, very strong boy is holding his wand at himself, and cheers and cheers are heard from the crowd.

This seems to have been planned long ago. Many people look at Ai Wen with a playful look and look at his face.

The boy had a malicious smile on his face and told Ai Wen a bunch of French.

Then, without giving Avon time, he spoke in his mouth and swung his wand in his hand.

The red light flashed, and a fork on the table flew over to Ai Wen.

Under the control of the other party, the fork flew past Ai Wen’s body.

The speed is very fast, if you rush to dodge, it will look very embarrassing.

For everyone's point of view, if Ai Wen doesn't want to be hit, he will definitely squat down and dig under the fork.

In this way, you can laugh at him.

Looking at the fork closer and closer to himself, Ai Wen sighed.

It seems that no matter where they are, there are people who are as annoying as Malfoy, and they all have something in common.

His right hand gently stroked his waist, and his wand flipped a circle, naturally falling into his hands.

Evan shook his wand gently, and did not recite the spell. The fork that had already reached him stopped in midair.

Everyone was stunned and didn't know how Avon did it.

They didn't hear the curse at all, nor did they see Evan releasing the spell.

He just shook his wand and it was very unbelievable to control the fork in front of him.

Only students who are preparing to take the Advanced Wizard's Rank Test will vaguely guess what this is all about, and Avon has just probably used a silent spell.

This is a very difficult spellcasting technique. When you cast a spell, you don't read the spell out loud, you can achieve an unexpected effect.

Although it sounds simple, this technique requires a lot of control and ideas to do it.

In fact, most wizards can't do this.

Don't say that there are no wizards who have graduated from magic schools. Even among the adult wizards in the magic world, the use of silent spells is absolutely rare.

Like Ai Wen, there is no more than double digits in the magic world.

Just as everyone is still guessing, the fork in front of Ai Wen immediately flew backwards.

The fork flew away faster than it came, and the guy across the plane didn't seem to think that Aiwen actually countered his spell.

He waved his wand in a hurry and wanted to fight back. The spell in his mouth had just been read halfway, and he saw a red light and then hit his right hand first.

Except for your weapon, the magic strength is just right.

He had a pain in his right hand and the wand in his hand was shot and flew out.

Looking at the fork that had already flew straight to his eyes, he hurried back and forth, his face became pale, and a large string of French was shouting in his mouth, seeming to beg for Ai Wen.

Everything happened too quickly, and the others around me didn't react at all.

No one thought that Ai Wen would be so embarrassed, actually aiming at the other person's eyes directly with a fork.

If this is hit, then the consequences

Even if she stood by and watched the lively Furong, her face flashed a fluster and hurriedly stopped.

In fact, Ai Wen did not let go of the control of the fork.

He has a panoramic view of the reactions of everyone around him, and the performance of these Busstable students is really disappointing.

Just a fork scares them like this. If you encounter real fears, such as those evil spirits, these people don't know if they will all be scared.

It is no wonder that the three major schools of magic in Europe, compared with Hogwarts and Demstrom, Booth Barton has never had a strong wizard in history.

If it weren't for Voldemort's curse restriction, Avon couldn't use too much magic now, or he really wanted the other to see what real magic was.

Evan gently pointed his wand, and the fork that had already flown to the opposite boy immediately stopped and turned in a straight direction.

Slamming, fell to the ground, inserted in the corner of his school uniform robes.

The boy has not noticed that he only subconsciously backwards and dodge.

The next second, he was tripped under his tight robes and fell heavily on the ground. (To be continued.)