As soon as Morris finished speaking, the grave suddenly moved.
With the sound of earth turning over, a huge skeleton crawled out from inside.
They are the Champion.
Morris pushed it aside and gestured for the grave to proceed. " Professor McGonagall, would you like to examine it? It's quite spacious inside, but I don't think Sirius Black is likely hiding here."
I think that's unnecessary.
Professor McGonagall's gaze remained fixed on the Champion. "Is this also your skeleton magic?"
"Yes," Morris said cheerfully. "By the way, Professor, since we're already here, could you help me test the Champion's defense? Ah, Champion is its name."
He reached out and patted the Champion's pelvis.
The Champion raised his greatsword with a commanding presence.
"Testing defensive capabilities?" Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," Morris blinked, "I need more data for reference. You know, top-tier wizards aren't easy to find."
"Yes," Professor McGonagall said, "But only after the ship has been inspected."
"Thank you for your help, Professor."
Professor McGonagall's abilities are beyond question.
For the rest of the time, Morris took her on a tour of the ship.
Throughout the entire process, the Champion quietly followed behind them.
It's obvious that Sirius Black n't possibly be found here.
After the inspection, the two returned to the living room.
Professor McGonagall asked Morris, "This ship doesn't look nearly this big from the outside. Did you use the Undetectable Extension Charm?"
Morris was naturally aware of the Ministry of Magic's "Act Prohibiting the Abuse of the Undetectable Extension Charm ".
Using this magic on unauthorized items is undoubtedly illegal.
But he didn't panic.
"I didn't use it," Morris lied through his teeth, his expression innocent. "Don't talk nonsense, Professor. I used other magic, which I learned from a book."
Professor McGonagall stared at him for several seconds, then didn't ask any further questions.
She turned to the Champion behind her, "How do you want me to help you with the test?"
Morris's eyes lit up, and he waved to the Champion.
The giant skeleton strode forward and stood in the center of the living room. It gripped the enormous two-handed sword in one hand and stared directly at Professor McGonagall with its empty eye sockets.
"It's simple," Morris stepped back a few paces, giving both sides some space, "Just treat it as an enemy, attack it as you please. I want to see how long it can withstand the best wizards. Rest assured, the Champion will only offer the gentlest counterattacks."
Professor McGonagall nodded and drew her wand.
Oh, I see.
She doesn't mind helping her students.
Once she was ready, she unleashed a spell. " Expelliarmus!"
The red light struck precisely the Champion's arm, which was not covered by armor.
The next second, the huge two-handed sword flew out of his hand, spun a few times in the air, and slammed heavily onto the wooden floor.
"Boom!"
The living room floor seemed to shake.
The Champion looked down at his empty hands, somewhat bewildered.
Professor McGonagall looked at Morris, "Is the test over?"
In her view, losing weapons meant losing the ability to resist.
"It's still early, the Champion isn't even injured yet." Morris grinned broadly. "Attack with confidence, Professor."
The Champion reached out, the greatsword floated up, and landed steadily back in its hand with a swift and clean motion.
A hint of surprise flashed in Professor McGonagall's eyes.
The Champion strode forward, dragging the giant sword, slowly moving towards her.
The sword tip grazed the floor, leaving a deep scratch, and the harsh scraping sound echoed in the living room.
Morris frowned. "Don't damage my floor; it'll be a hassle to fix."
The Champion paused, glanced at his master, silently raised his sword slightly, and continued walking towards Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall smiled. "It's very obedient."
"Of course," Morris said. "May I see the effect of the Impediment Jinx on it?"
Professor McGonagall didn't reply, but simply raised her wand again.
The Champion was almost in front of her.
" Impedimenta!"
An invisible barrier unfolded before the Champion.
Morris could sense that this was an extremely powerful Impediment Jinx, far stronger than the one he had released.
However, the Champion's pace did not stop or slow down at all.
The Impediment Jinx, which would stop most creatures in their tracks, was as easy as paper to tear apart in front of the Champion.
Professor McGonagall's eyes grew more serious. "It used a counter-spell?"
"No," Morris shook his head, "That's pure brute force."
In fact, the Champion has almost no magic resistance.
All it possesses is powerful "physical strength".
Professor McGonagall seemed to understand something. "I think I know how to deal with it."
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She gently raised her wand, aimed it at the giant skeleton that had walked up to her, and calmly cast a spell that Morris hadn't expected: the Levitation Charm.
The next second, the Champion's feet left the ground, and his entire body began to slowly rise until he was pressed against the ceiling.
It twisted and writhed in the air, its limbs flailing wildly.
Useless.
Without a point of leverage, even the strongest force is futile.
Morris tilted his head back, unsure how to react.
This... is truly surprising.
It can only be said that mages ultimately have the advantage over warriors.
It seems that the Champion is only suited for close-quarters combat or dealing with certain creatures, such as Werewolf.
Morris sighed. "Well, Professor, you win."
Professor McGonagall's lips curled into a slight smile.
That was definitely a smile, albeit a very faint one.
She waved her wand, set the Champion down, and nodded gently to Morris.
The Champion, however, silently returned to his grave.
He was probably hit hard.
Morris stroked his chin.
This is indeed a problem; he needs to find a way to strengthen the Champion's resistance to magic, so that he can't be defeated by a Levitation Charm.
Perhaps we could equip it with some special props?
When the two returned to the castle from the Ship in a Bottle, students could be seen everywhere in the corridors. The classmates, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, gathered in twos and threes, excitedly exchanging their experiences during the holidays.
Professor McGonagall said as she walked, "I need to know your Transfiguration Spell level. If I remember correctly, you only attended two Transfiguration last semester."
"Really?" Morris paused for a moment. "Not three sections?"
"There's no difference," Professor McGonagall, pushing open the office door. "Come in, Morris, I need to test you."
Morris followed her into the office.
He wasn't worried about being evaluated.
Because during this time, he did not stop practicing various spells.
He was very skilled with the Transfiguration Spell, and could easily handle even living beings that Transfiguration.
Ah, right, speaking of Transfiguration Spell, he suddenly thought of a special magic Animagus.