Chapter 457 (1/2)

”If I'm lucky?” Sirius said, ”if it's as powerful as you say, I don't think it's a lucky thing.”

”I'm just a metaphor, you know, it's something Dumbledore can't handle.” Vaseline said he did not use a staff in his fight against Sirius.

As a matter of fact, the staff's promotion of the power of the magic spell of Fanlin is far beyond Fanlin's imagination.

”That's too bad. Why am I involved in such a thing?”

”Believe me, I've been asking myself for two years.” Fanlin counselled his shoulder, and he seemed very helpless.

”Are you afraid?”

”No, I just feel a little bit troubled.” Van Lin said, he waved his hand to eliminate all the influence caused by his magic.

”I'd like to ask you, are you afraid?”

”You're teasing me,” Sirius said. ”I've resisted the Dementor kiss.”

”But for Harry's patron curse, I think your soul would have been taken away by Dementors.” Fanlin satirized.

”I was just an accident, and you should know how bad I was.” Sirius said, waving his wand, ”if it's now, my patron saint...”

”Professor Snape said you were always husky.” Fanlin said without a clue.

”What is that?”

”A kind of sled dog.” Said Fanlin.

”Why do you think so? My patron saint is the same as my Animagus.” Sirius said he didn't mind describing him as such a fierce dog.

”Speaking of this...” Fanlin suddenly thought of something, ”my patron saint...”

”By the way, your Animagus has never been changed before...”

”It's just one man's bad taste.” Van Lin said that he felt a little bad, and his mind was in a state of chaos, which had never happened before.

”Do you want to continue,” Sirius said, ”but with your current level of magic spell casting, you can completely get an Auror certificate.”

”I'm not an adult yet.” ”It's impossible,” Van Lin said. ”What I should think about now is my general wizard level exam.”

”Come on,” Sirius seemed to have heard a joke. ”You and Hermione, both of you can pass now. I don't think the Ministry of magic will let an alchemist stay on campus because of the wizard rank test.”

Fanlin was suddenly a little irritable, and he didn't know how it came from. He seldom did.

”Come on, Sirius. I think we should go and have a rest.” Said Fanlin, turning his head and walking into the room.

Sirius was also indifferent, and he had no comment on van Lin's proposal.

As a matter of fact, Sirius has been very smooth in the training of Fanlin. It can be said that it is not too difficult for Fanlin to consider van Lin according to Auror's requirements.

In addition to some detection problems, Sirius thought that Fanlin played a very good role in combat, and was better than ordinary Aurors in silent casting and cane free casting.

Of course, there is also a part of the reason for the Vaseline charm. What he is good at is that some basic magic spells are added with his own modified ones. Therefore, no one knows more about the magic spell he uses than he does.

”You wait for me.” Sirius said, he ran after him.

Fanlin walked very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he came down from the top.

This is the Centaur tavern, which is located southeast of Athens small world. This is not a prosperous area. In the center is the temple of sacrifice, while in the north is a residential area and in the south is a commercial center.

This description seems to be easy to understand. It can be said that, in addition to tourists, few people will come to this tavern, except for some residents around.

It's like a broken cauldron bar. It's like a post station, containing all the life related issues.

The most satisfying thing for Fanlin is that there is a large open space on the top floor of the tavern, which can be said to be a natural contact place.

Sirius did not hesitate, he directly rented the whole roof. With Dumbledore's magic, they can practice without fear of what their magic spell will destroy.

Maybe they should ask the owner of the bar for a gold coin. They have added a solid magic practice place to the bar.

But given the situation here, the idea doesn't seem so practical.

Just like all pubs, there are all kinds of witches who come to Athens to make a fortune.