The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 270 What bullshit!
At night, a few owls flew across the sky, hooting, and the noisy Hogwarts fell into silence.

There was only one lamp flickering back and forth in the castle from time to time, occasionally mixed with the sound of cats' meows and Filch's hoarse and rough voice.

On the lower floor of the bunker, in the Hufflepuff prefecture dormitory.

A vine with full, smooth branches and leaves is wrapped around the weighing post inside the house, trying hard to climb upwards.

Just when the vines reached the highest point, a tidal-like earthquake suddenly occurred, and the solid load-bearing columns collapsed, carrying the vines above with them.

Megan lay lazily on her side on the goose down bed, her body covered with fine beads of sweat, just like crystals soaked by humid water vapor in the return of the south wind.

"Lord Victerre, you are so good at handling a broomstick, it would be a shame if you didn't play Quidditch."

Megan suddenly propped herself up with her arms, leaned against the carved backrest at the head of the bed, and looked at the man standing by the window.

Her action caused ripples on the soft skin.

The fine beads of sweat were also shaken and merged into each other, gathering into larger beads of sweat, and rolled down along the outline in the middle.

"Quidditch?"

Mu Sheng withdrew his gaze from the sky at a 45-degree angle and withdrew his thoughts from thinking about the origin of the universe.

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Quidditch is the most popular sport in the wizarding world. The Quidditch World Cup held every four years is an event that almost all wizards will pay attention to!"

Megan said excitedly: “Even Hogwarts holds Quidditch competitions every year. If Master Victerre can lead Hufflepuff to win the championship in the competition!
It will surely be admired by many people, and will also be helpful for you to unify the magic world in the future."

Mu Sheng smiled when he heard that, then walked to the bed and sat down.

Although in his opinion, the most important thing to unify the magic world is strength, one's own military force and the power in one's hands.

But Megan is just thinking about herself, so there is no need to discourage her enthusiasm.

"You are right. I'll leave this matter to you."

Mu Sheng gave Megan the affirmation from the leader and put forward new requirements:
"Also, I'm usually very busy. I won't participate in the daily training. Call me when there is a competition."

If Megan was just an ordinary worker, she would only regret asking for too much and taking on a lot more work for nothing.

Fortunately, she was not. Faced with Mu Sheng’s request, Megan felt that it was a sign of respect for her, and she agreed without any hesitation.

"Don't worry, Lord Victre! I will go to Dean Sprout tomorrow and get everything done."

Megan was not worried at all that Dean Sprout would reject Mu Sheng's request to join the Quidditch team.

Just like the skills that Maki Sheng displayed this morning when he was flying in the air above the castle on his sword.

Megan didn't think there would be any problem at all, let alone joining the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, even participating in the Quidditch World Cup held every four years in the wizarding world.

"So confident? I don't participate in the usual training!"

"That's no problem. After all, I'm the head of Hufflepuff. Just leave it to me!" Megan assured confidently.

"Okay, then it's up to you." Mu Sheng raised his hand and lifted Megan's chin with his index finger: "You are so capable, how should I reward you?"

"These are what I should do. If you must reward me, why not give me some more divine essence?"

Megan's eyes were filled with an inexplicable luster, like thawing spring water, reflecting Mu Sheng's well-defined body.

"Since I used your divine essence, my skin has become smoother."

How could Mu Sheng refuse such a request? He agreed immediately.

"No problem, I have plenty of this stuff, you can have as much as you want."

As the night deepened, a few owls that had been out hunting flew back after having a hearty meal of voles.

Filch, who was on night watch, also went back to rest with his cat.

And Mu Sheng is still working hard to condense the essence of divine power to reward his most loyal believers.

Megan was very efficient and by the next afternoon, Mu Sheng had become a member of the Hufflepuff house Quidditch team.

As the days passed, Mu Sheng became a good student who loved learning and was willing to help others.

Only occasionally would he stay out all night, either staying in Megan's prefect's room or playing hide-and-seek with Filch in the castle.

Or running around in the Forbidden Forest, collecting specimens of magical creatures.

With such a fulfilling pace every day, time flies and soon two months have passed.

The first-year wizards also welcomed their first Halloween at Hogwarts.

On October 10st, there are no classes in the afternoon because it is Halloween.

Students also take advantage of this time to add a festive atmosphere to their dormitories with all kinds of pumpkin lanterns and various strange animal and insect decorations.

In the Hufflepuff dormitory.

Ernie was sitting on the sofa in the dormitory living room, holding a hollowed-out pumpkin and using a knife to cut out the pumpkin's expression bit by bit.

Seeing Mu Sheng knocking around with a headdress next to him, he asked curiously:

"Victre, aren't you going to prepare clothes for the evening?"

According to the traditional Halloween activities, after the dinner, students will wear all kinds of strange costumes and hold a party in Hogwarts.

"Luna and Hermione will help me prepare it," Mu Sheng replied without even looking up.

He was still holding a crown-like ornament in his hand, and kept hitting it.

The style of the crown is very similar to a headband, with a translucent gem inlaid in the middle, which is the legendary Ravenclaw crown.

This was found by Mu Sheng in the 'Room of Requirement' on the eighth floor of the castle half a month ago. It is also one of Voldemort's seven Horcruxes.

Originally Mu Sheng was wondering if there would be a Voldemort version of the grandfather here, but after studying for half a month, Voldemort still didn't show up to seduce him.

"Why don't they think of helping me prepare as well?" Ernie muttered somewhat frustratedly.

We are just friends playing together, why do you treat us differently?

At this moment, Justin, who was also a little discouraged, pushed the door open and walked in from outside.

As soon as Ernie saw the red book in his arms, he knew what Justin had been doing.

"No way, Justin! Today is Halloween!" Ernie said speechlessly, "Who would want to listen to your preaching at this time?"

Of these two roommates, one often hangs out with senior girls and always comes back very late.

Even though Ernie's hair hasn't fully grown yet, he still understands a little bit about these things.

The other one was even more exaggerated. He held a red book in his arms all day long and sold it to people everywhere as if it were the Bible, just like a missionary priest.

'Fortunately, Arthur is a normal person'

Ernie was somewhat glad that the remaining roommate was as normal as himself, otherwise he would have thought that he was not sociable.

"What's wrong with Halloween?" Justin walked to the table and poured a glass of water to moisten his dry throat:
"The spread of truth cannot stop for a moment!"

"Okay. As long as you are happy!"

Ernie didn't want to argue with Justin, so he just lowered his head and continued working on his jack-o'-lantern.

On the contrary, Mu Sheng felt a little embarrassed. Although he did not ask for it, Justin took the red book and helped him recruit followers whenever he had time in the past two months.

Although there was no effect, he saw the effort. However, he gave the magic fruit that was originally intended for him to someone else. That's right, after two months of refining, there are more than 20 rune stars in Mu Sheng's sea of consciousness.

Although they were all basic spells, they also allowed a magical fruit to grow on the blood tree in his body.

But he gave it to another Hufflepuff seventh-year girl, Isabella.

Isabella is Megan's good friend. She also comes from an ordinary pure-blood wizard family, has excellent academic performance, and is very beautiful.

"Justin, believe me, I will definitely save the next magic fruit for you!"

Mu Sheng made a solemn promise to Justin, "I will definitely do it next time."

Of course, this promise was made in his heart, so there was no need to let Justin know.

Justin：???

"The dinner is about to start, it's time to go to the restaurant."

After stuffing the Ravenclaw tiara, which he had been studying for a long time but still couldn't figure out, into his butt, Mu Sheng called Justin and the others to leave the dormitory.

In the restaurant on the first floor of the castle, hundreds of pumpkin lanterns carved with scary expressions were floating above the restaurant.

It’s just that the environment is too bright, making these pumpkin lanterns look not scary at all.

When Mu Sheng and the others arrived at the restaurant, Hermione, Luna and the others were already sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

"Victori, this is for you."

As soon as they sat down, Hermione handed a bag of clothes to Mu Sheng.

"After the dinner, there will be a bonfire party on the lawn south of the castle. Let's change our clothes and go together."

Mu Sheng took the clothes and put them aside without telling Hermione that she probably could not attend their bonfire party.

Because in a moment, Professor Quirrell, with his head wrapped like an Indian, will run in and shout that the troll is coming.

Sure enough, not long after the dinner began, Professor Quirrell stumbled into the restaurant.

"Troll, there's a troll in the basement!"

Professor Quirrell was shouting in horror, his speech even becoming unclear due to his panic.

'Not bad, you also pay attention to details'

Mu Sheng gave Professor Quirrell 70 points for this performance, 30 points less because he ignored his identity as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

It is questionable no matter how you look at it that a troll that an adult wizard can handle could scare a professor like this.

However, the other little wizards were not as calm as Mu Sheng, and the whole restaurant became quiet in an instant.

The young wizards turned their heads to look at Professor Quirrell, their eyes revealing astonishment, which then turned into fear after Professor Quirrell fell to the ground.

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The sound of Professor Quirrell falling to the ground was like a switch, and the students screamed in fear, the sound was so loud that it almost blew the roof off.

All the students stood up from their seats and ran towards the restaurant door at the same time.

"Quiet!!!"

Dumbledore's sharp shout stopped the students' riot and prevented a possible stampede.

Then Dumbledore arranged for the prefects of each college to take the students back to their dormitories.

Because of Mu Sheng's appearance, there was always a door between Hermione, Harry and Ron, a glass door covered with yellow juice.

There would have been no incident where Hermione was so angry with Ron that she ran to the ladies' room to cry, and Harry and Ron would not have accidentally encountered the troll while going to look for Hermione.

Just as Harry and Ron followed the Gryffindor group back to the dormitory, Mu Sheng slipped away from the group with a few friends.

"Victori, isn't this too dangerous?"

In the corridor outside the women's bathroom on the first floor, Hermione said with some concern.

"What are you afraid of? With Victeri here, what giant monster can stop his fire giant?"

Hannah, Ernie and the others were not worried. They came from wizarding families and were in the same college as Mu Sheng. They knew how powerful he was better than Hermione did.

"I heard that the troll's skin can resist spells, so it can be used as a target."

"Hunting trolls! It's exciting just thinking about it. My parents would never have thought that I would actually fight trolls in Hogwarts."

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Several people were discussing excitedly what spell they should use to deal with the troll, without any sign of fear at all.

"I think you are more like Gryffindor students than me." Hermione couldn't help but complain when she saw her friends' performance.

In fact, it’s not that they have the courage to face the giant monster without changing their expression, but that they believe in Mu Sheng’s strength.

"Here it comes, the troll is coming!"

A shadow suddenly appeared at the corner ahead, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps.

A few seconds later, an ugly giant monster over three meters tall, with its head almost touching the top of the corridor, appeared before them.

"Ooooh, so ugly!"

"Of course it's ugly, and it stinks!"

As the troll appeared, a foul odor came towards them, and Hermione and others covered their noses.

Their undisguised movements also attracted the giant's attention.

The next second, the giant monster in shorts and a vest, carrying a huge wooden stick, ran clumsily towards Mu Sheng and others.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng stepped forward, and his tall body was like a solid wall, protecting everyone behind him.

Then, under the gaze of Hermione, Luna, Justin, Hannah, Ernie and others, Mu Sheng slowly raised his arm.

He pointed his palm towards the giant monster and made a push to the right.

In an instant, the giant wooden stick on the giant monster's shoulder was knocked away and turned into finger-sized pieces in the air.

Then Mu Sheng uttered a word lightly: "Leg-locking spell!"

The next second, the troll felt an unbearable pain in his lower body, as if something was torn apart.

In an instant, he fell straight to the ground, holding his crotch, with a loud bang.

"Ah, hoo. Woo, woo."

The shrill howling instantly resounded throughout the entire corridor, and the pain in the voice almost overflowed.

The leg-locking spell that Mu Sheng had just cast locked the giant's two legs on his thighs.

For the giant monster that was running, this was equivalent to pulling its two hands and tearing them apart.

And it was torn apart!
This kind of severe pain is irresistible to any male creature. Even a strong monster like the giant fell under Mu Sheng's "Big Bullshit"!
　I can’t even write about my balls, I’m so tired!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)