People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

She didn't understand how the students in her own academy could be so stupid.

Can't you see that those girls are just pretending?

Just for Bajir's guidance.

She could tell at a glance that they were deliberately failing, making mistakes when they were about to successfully cast a spell, treating others as blind.

Harry poked Ron in the stomach with his elbow and whispered, "Are you crazy? Those girls are just pretending, can't you see that?"

Ron's body stiffened and his brain suddenly blocked.

He wanted to say it was his wand's fault.

But the next second, he remembered that he had not used his brother's old wand for a long time.

Baqir's money-saving trick allowed his parents to buy him a new wand.

"Ten points from Gryffindor!"

"You don't pay attention in class and you talk back!"

Professor McGonagall's next cold and angry words made Ron tremble with fear.

"And Basil, come help Harry and Ron."

As soon as Baqir left.

Those female students who had never succeeded before succeeded in an instant and turned the beetle into a button.

Professor McGonagall stormed back to the podium.

As soon as she left, Harry and Ron immediately whispered, "Basil, come and help us."

"You two are really something." Bagir was speechless.

If he hadn't read the novel, he really couldn't believe that the two of them could defeat Voldemort.

"Have you really forgotten everything?"

“I taught you that before.”

"Before casting the spell, silently recite the product you want to transform three times in your mind. This will increase the success rate of the transformation."

"Although this cannot be used in actual combat, it can still be used to cope with exams and classroom tests."

"Huh?" Ron's eyes lost focus. "Really?"

Harry ruffled his hair, "Sounds familiar."

"Let me give you a hint," Baqir said unhappily, "the school of thought and philosophy."

Ron: My scalp is itchy. Oh no, I need to grow a brain.

Harry suddenly realized, "I remember!"

He immediately pointed his wand at the beetle, as if he were playing billiards.

“It can help focus your attention through extra movements.”

"Recite what you want to transform in advance."

The wand rubbed between his fingers.

Three times in a row.

Chant the mantra.

A flash of blue light hit the beetle.

The button appeared in its place.

"I succeeded!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 172: Wizards Who Know How to Play

At the same time, the lunch bell, which was also the bell for the end of get out of class, rang.

Ron couldn't help but start to grin foolishly, there was a kind of beauty that hadn't been polluted by knowledge.

It can be said to be very authentic.

However, suddenly he found himself surrounded by a dark shadow.

Looking up, it was Professor McGonagall.

She was looking at him coldly.

"Weasley, don't think you can just let this go."

“It’s not like I’m doing nothing when Baqir is mentoring students.”

"Listen everyone, the next students whose names I read will need to complete a paper that is one foot long."

"Based on the content of this lesson."

"Please complete it independently. I will check it carefully this time."

"Ron Weasley, Vincent Crabbe."

Ron at the back didn't listen carefully, the word 'one foot' kept echoing in his mind.

He came to his senses only as he followed Harry, unconsciously walking into the hall.

"A foot of paper?"

"Harry don't tell me this is true!"

"When did the unit of length change to feet? This is second grade?"

"I don't have any homework to copy yet!"

Among the students whose names were called, he had the best grades.

Who can he copy?

"Come on!" Harry looked at Bagel, who was sitting with Fleur and the others, with envy and gratitude.

Fortunately, I finished the class content at the last second, otherwise I would have been worried about homework like Ron.

"Harry, you have to help me!" Ron stopped Harry in front of the door to the hall.

Harry looked in disbelief.

The aroma of delicious food coming from inside the door brought this feeling to its peak.

Ron was actually willing to postpone his meal for this!

In this state of consternation, Harry actually moved his head.

"Professor McGonagall didn't set any fixed content."

"You can use me as an example."

"You just need to find a book on basic philosophy and combine it with the textbook content. Are you worried that it won't be enough?"

"Oh, that's right!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the dining table without looking back.

Harry, who was left behind and hadn't reacted yet, said, "."

However, Baqir did not notice this scene.

As the area he lit up expanded, it even reached another world.

His vision is no longer limited to within the boundary.

Sometimes you'll accidentally spot Esme working with her husband Carlisle, or murdering Violet and Tate in the house.

Of course, now that he is in school, Bagel's vision is mostly wandering around the castle, and there are indeed many interesting things in Hogwarts.

Bagill dared to guarantee that even Dumbledore, who could also monitor the entire castle, did not know as much about the fun of Hogwarts as he did.

Claire, a seventh-year Hufflepuff, always asks someone to collect her hair (Hermione and her friends' Basil ask the elf Lalai to help clean it up) and uses Polyjuice Potion in various transformations just to meet the needs of herself and her boyfriend.

Winn, a fourth-year Slytherin, often uses shrinking potions to become the size of a palm and stick to fairies.

All I can say is that there are so many ways to play with a wizard who possesses magic.

It is something that Muggles cannot experience again.

Apart from professors like McGonagall and Snape who are single due to heartbreak, the majority of them remain single because of the higher levels of magical ability that allow them to entertain themselves.

After all, if you are good at brain occlumency, you can put yourself into a real dream and do whatever you want.

Being a wizard, as long as you have a big imagination and high magic skills, is much more fun than being a Muggle.

Fortunately, the mermaids in the Black Lake do not have the beautiful appearance like their counterparts in warm waters, otherwise there would be more wizards who like to "dive" in their spare time.

But even so, the cold water mermaids in the black lake with dark green hair, iron gray skin, yellow eyes and yellow teeth are still watched by little wizards.

All we can say is that Rowling's novels are for children, and Harry and his friends are relatively innocent.

If this book were told from the perspective of a normal young wizard in Hogwarts who is in the fifth grade or above, it is unlikely that this book would be able to reach Dragon Country through legal channels.

Now there was new fun to be had at Hogwarts.

Manstein always found the right opportunity to block Dumbledore and launch an attack on him.

Surprisingly, Dumbledore actually bought into this, and sometimes even got angry.

This doesn't seem like lust at first sight, but more like a state between newlyweds and an old married couple.

And now Bagir is watching it in real time.

"Hello again." The blond boy, wearing the same smile as the Weasley twins when they had pulled a successful prank, stood alone against the wall, blocking the dripping stone beast on the eighth floor.

There was a fiery desire in his blue eyes to devour the person in front of him alive.

The greatest white wizard who has returned to his youth seems to have returned to his youth in spirit.

Eyes of the same color dodged, and the nostrils flared.

He's not a fool.

How could he not recognize his former lover when she appeared again?

The face may be the same, but no one can imitate that look.

There was no possibility between them.

Ariana's death is a wound in their relationship that will never heal.

But now. Maybe

"Yes, we meet again." Dumbledore didn't dare to imagine that possibility.

"Professor, I have a question for you." Manstein blinked and reached out to touch Dumbledore with his hands.

They seemed to have forgotten that because of the Philosopher's Stone, many international students would wait at the entrance to the principal's office whenever they had time.

There are also students who spontaneously monitor international students.

There's even a Voldemort among them.

"What?" Kobayashi Masaru was stunned.

It would be fine if this old man studied black magic to resurrect his own sister, but he is also so lustful?

Dumbledore's image, which was not tall to begin with, collapsed again.

Voldemort, who had investigated Dumbledore extremely thoroughly, naturally knew what Grindelwald looked like.

But that doesn't include Grindelwald's youth.

Other international students: Damn! This German guy is so hot! Dumbledore only likes this? It turns out that it’s not that we don’t work hard, but that we work in the wrong direction?

And those students who were full of enthusiasm and wanted to contribute to the school and the principal suddenly wanted to give up.

I want to fight to the death, Your Majesty, why did you surrender first?

Fortunately, Dumbledore still had some sense.

He pushed Manstein away.

He shrank back behind the dripstone and returned to the office.