The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 294 Who is the best person in the world? (asking for monthly ticket)

The sudden change stunned the two people present.

After the petrification was lifted, there was a hole in Harry's pants, and there were bloody stains inside.

"Um"

After the petrification was lifted, Harry's consciousness began to regain consciousness, and he soon felt the pain in his lower body. His brows furrowed and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"Collapse!"

Seeing this, Mu Sheng cast a sleeping spell on him, and Harry's painful expression disappeared instantly.

"Well, how about you stop Harry's bleeding first?"

Mu Sheng pointed at Harry's lower body and reminded Snape who was standing beside him.

The latter suddenly reacted from his daze and rushed forward with a scream.

"Oh no! Ha. Lily"

Snape was completely panicked, as if he was back to the day eleven years ago when he was holding Lily's body in the same way.

“Use white savory essence!”

Seeing this, Mu Sheng reminded again that ordinary healing spells are useless for such serious wounds.

Snape hurriedly picked up the distilled essence and poured it on Harry's wound, but it was washed away by the spurting blood.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng went to find the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey. With the latter's help, Harry's bleeding gradually stopped.

'Why did your dick explode for no reason?'

'And that obscure magical fluctuation, is it Voldemort?'

Many thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Mu Sheng instantly had a suspect.

The basilisk's petrification is different from ordinary petrification spells.

An ordinary petrification spell will make the person's limbs become as stiff as stone and unable to move, but the person's consciousness will be clear.

Once petrified by the basilisk's gaze, one will completely lose consciousness.

But in a way, this is also a good thing.

Otherwise, the students in the original book who were petrified for several months would have become crazy even if they were unpetrified.

'It seems that the fragment of Voldemort's soul attached to Harry is causing trouble!'

Mu Sheng felt that this was probably the truth.

But why did Voldemort do such a cruel thing to little Harry?

This is something he could never understand!

What Mu Sheng didn't know was that since the end of the semester last school year, he had baptized Voldemort with that yellow, filthy water.

Poor Voldemort developed an extreme hatred for human excrement, and this hatred gradually evolved into disgust for excretory organs.

After Harry was petrified by the basilisk's gaze and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

Voldemort's feeling of disgust was transmitted through the soul fragments in Harry's body.

This negative emotion, after accumulating over time, finally reacted with the magic of idealism and eliminated little Harry.

The most obvious manifestation was the appearance of cracks on Harry's petrified body, and all of them were concentrated on little Harry.

"Wait, Snape isn't going to suspect it's me, is he?"

Mu Sheng suddenly remembered what he had said to Snape before.

Although his original plan was to transform Harry into Harry after the Transfiguration spell was refined, so as to perform a dream girl and dream lover drama for Snape.

But when I combine his previous words with Harry's current situation, why does it feel a little unclear?

Fortunately, Snape still had some sense and did not blame Mu Sheng, otherwise he would be in trouble.

Late at night in the school hospital, Harry woke up from a coma that had lasted for more than a month.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a dark room. With the light from the corridor shining through the crack in the door, Harry recognized that this was the school hospital.

"Why am I here? Didn't Ron and I go to follow Hermione?"

A sense of doubt arose in Harry's heart just as he was about to sit up.

As soon as he exerted force on the muscles between his waist and abdomen, he immediately felt the pain of a wound being torn open in his lower body.

"My **** hurts so much?"

Harry suddenly had a bad feeling and tentatively reached out his hand to touch five inches below his navel.

The result was nothing but the touch of a bare piece of gauze.

"No? How could it be gone? How could my ** be gone?"

Harry tore off the quilt from his body, endured the pain and sat up, staring at his crotch with wide eyes in the dim room.

Under the dim light outside the door, there was nothing where the drainpipe had originally been.

"Why is my little ** gone? Woo woo woo."

Harry cried and fumbled with the gauze with his hands, unwilling to stop even when the wound began to bleed again.

"boom!"

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside with such great force that it slammed directly against the wall.

The lights from the corridor suddenly came in, and the dim room suddenly became much brighter.

A tall figure suddenly appeared under the light!

"Harry! What's wrong with you?"

Snape almost trotted all the way to Harry's bed.

Seeing the blood on Harry's hands and the wounds on his lower body, Snape immediately understood something.

He grabbed Harry's hands to stop him from hurting himself: "Don't do this, Harry, calm down!"

"Professor Snape! Woohoo!"

Harry threw himself into Snape's arms. After all, he was only a twelve-year-old boy, and his body was defective.

Harry completely forgot that Snape was the bad guy he had always thought of, and buried his head in Snape's arms, crying bitterly.

"Harry."

Snape stroked Harry's back with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he felt guilty towards Lily for not being able to protect her child.

On the other hand, there was hatred for James, this irresponsible bastard who left the invisibility cloak to Harry.

If it weren't for this, how could Harry sneak out of the dormitory in the middle of the night, not only encountering the basilisk and being petrified, but also causing the remaining magic power of Voldemort in his body to riot.

It was such a trauma!
"Damn James, even after his death he still brings trouble to others."

Snape hated the bastard who took away the love of his life more and more, and at the same time he made up his mind secretly.

"Trust me, Harry! I will find a way to heal your injury."

The day before Christmas holiday, the space spell 'Apparition' was finally refined.

On the star map in Mu Sheng’s sea of consciousness, a rune star finally rose in the blank area representing the space attribute.

With the completion of the spatial attributes, Mu Sheng clearly felt that the star map had a higher defensive effect on the soul, and the soul body in the center of the sea of consciousness became more solid.

"Three more magic fruits have been added, and there are fifteen in total now. It's time to find some suitable people to bestow them upon." On top of the largest pyramid in Egypt, Mu Sheng was lying on a chair, leisurely drinking juice and basking in the sun.

"Meghan should still be in the Ministry of Magic right now, so it's a good opportunity to try out the effect of 'Apparition' after refining it."

Mu Sheng stood up from the recliner, walked to the edge of the top of the pyramid, and poured a bubble of nutrient solution downwards.

He raised his right hand, crossed his thumb and middle finger and exerted force, and it disappeared with a "pop".

Mu Sheng only felt that he had fallen into a chaotic space channel, surrounded by distorted images, like a painting printed on the water, being vigorously stirred by someone with a stick.

And in this chaotic and twisted space tunnel, several coordinates appeared clearly in Mu Sheng's perception.

These are the spatial coordinates of the locations in the real world of those followers to whom he bestowed magical fruits.

"Megan. This is it."

Mu Sheng selected one of the coordinates, and the next second, he felt the space around him rushing towards him, squeezing him out of the space tunnel.

Appeared in Megan's office in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic.

"Lord Victory!"

Megan, who was lying on the table writing an action report, came up to him with a look of surprise when she saw Mu Sheng coming.

"Your divine power has become even stronger, and you can even ignore the Ministry of Magic's magical prohibition on spatial movement."

Megan pushed Mu Sheng to sit on the sofa, raised her leg and straddled him, looking at Mu Sheng with admiration on her face.

A pair of charming almond eyes is filled with unstoppable spring charm.

"I just barged into the Ministry of Magic like this. As the captain of the Auror, shouldn't you arrest me?"

Mu Sheng's index finger slid down from Megan's collar, and where his fingertips passed, Megan's clothes opened to the left and right like a zipper.

Revealing the lace underwear and the white and tight belly underneath.

Megan understood what Mu Sheng meant. She ignored the wide-open collar on her chest, put her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest, and shouted, "You evil dark wizard, how dare you break into the Ministry of Magic? Hand over your wand now!"

"Mr. Auror, what should I do if I don't have a wand?"

"No? Then what is this? Ouch~"

"Why is Master Auror calling?"

"Because sighing is long and short, if it is long, you will sigh, and if it is short, you will sigh."

"Shut up!" Megan grabbed Mu Sheng's wand and scolded, "You have no right to speak now, why don't you surrender quickly!"

Megan said as she pulled hard but failed to move it. She instantly got furious and used the drainage spell immediately.

But Mu Sheng was unwilling to give in easily, so the two began to fight.

Words with complex components such as "fuck", "don't eat", "Kangmao", and "give five meters" soon rang out in the room.

It should be that Megan wanted a five-meter magic wand, and Mu Sheng was unwilling to give it to her, so the two started to fight.

They fought from the sofa to the floor, desk, window and other places.

An hour later, Megan finally collapsed under the surging magic power of the wand and fell on the sofa with trembling legs.

"Evil dark wizard, if one of me falls, there will be thousands of me left."

Although Megan's body was defeated, her spirit never gave in.

After a while, Isabella, who received a message from her soul, came to rescue her.

The battle started again.
After being refined, 'Phantom Shift' was just as Mu Sheng had expected, and could ignore all kinds of magic that prohibited spatial movement.

Even inside Hogwarts, you can use it at will.

[Refining progress: Transfiguration 2%]

"At this rate, it should be finished before May, and then Snape's long-cherished wish can be fulfilled."

Even if it doesn't work, it should be almost possible after refining the 'Animagus Transfiguration'.

Thinking of his efforts for Snape, Mu Sheng couldn't help but feel proud of himself: "I'm really a good person!"

This is not just Mu Sheng bragging, even Voldemort thinks so.

Mu Sheng took out a notebook and wrote on it with a feather pen dipped in basilisk venom:
[Magic Notebook! Who is the best person in this world? ]

The purple ink etched a clear mark on the page of the notebook.

[It's you! Damn bastard, it's you, Victory! You are the best person in the world! ]

"Sure enough, I knew it, everyone thinks so," Mu Sheng smiled with satisfaction.

Then he wrote in his notebook: [Thank you for your answer, Magic Notebook, you are also the best notebook in the world! ]

And drew a simple smiley face at the end.

呲呲!

This time, the ink not only corroded a line of text, but also quickly spread to the entire page.

In just a few breaths, the page of paper on which Mu Sheng had written the words turned into ashes.

The moment the pages of the book were corroded, Mu Sheng seemed to hear a scream coming from the void.

【ah! ! ! 】

[Damned Victori, evil little devil, dirty mudblood, I will definitely kill you, I will definitely!!!]

Just as Mu Sheng closed the notebook, densely packed words appeared on a new page, all filled with vicious curses.

"It's almost one-third thinner now. I guess I have to use it sparingly in the future."

Mu Sheng pinched the thickness of the notebook and felt a little sorry that it was so fragile.

"Is there any way?" Mu Sheng took out a crown from under his buttocks: "What about putting the remaining souls in here into the notebook?"

Mu Sheng looked at the Ravenclaw tiara and pondered it.

It’s a pity that the young Voldemort in the notebook didn’t know how to make Horcruxes, otherwise he could have tried refining them.

"Let's find some time to go to the restricted section. Voldemort was able to research the method of making Horcruxes from the information left by Slytherin, so there's no reason why someone with a higher talent like me can't do that."

Mu Sheng included this matter in his plan, but it had to be put aside for later.

There are three blank areas in the magic star map. The area representing space already has the rune star of "Apparition", and the area representing material transformation also has "Transfiguration" being refined.

Mu Sheng plans to find the dean of his own college and apply for a time converter to conduct research.

At least the time spell that can be refined must be created before the transformation is completed.

Mu Sheng had a feeling that when the blank areas of the magic star map in his sea of consciousness were lit up with rune stars, very important changes would occur.

"What could it be"

Because Hufflepuff won the Quidditch championship last school year, this year's competition arrangement has also changed from the original.

It was not until the second weekend after the Christmas holidays that Slytherin and Gryffindor had their Quidditch match against each other.

Harry, whose injury had just healed, insisted on playing in the game despite the dissuasion of Snape and Professor McGonagall.

He had already lost too much, and Harry didn't want to lose Quidditch anymore.

However, not long after the game began, Harry was hit by an out-of-control Bludger and fell off his broom.

(End of this chapter)