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

So, in the next few days.

Hermione began to take the initiative to target those international students through Percy.

Percy was also worried about how to repay Basil.

Then, in the staff lounge, a meeting between Hermione, Percy and their classmates quietly began.

After discussion, they chose the mutual assistance model.

"Zheng Xiaolin, come here!"

Several burly Slytherin students approached Kobayashi Masaru.

His Gryffindor classmate beside him dared not speak out.

"Sergei Ivanov, I heard you've been pretty cool lately."

Three tall and thin Ravenclaws trapped Ivanov in the empty room.

International students from various colleges were taught a lesson by senior students from other colleges, and were attacked with sacks and told strange things.

My fellow students from the same college used various excuses to 'prevent' me from failing.

What’s even more bizarre is that when the professors saw it or were informed about it, they didn’t take it seriously.

Professors McGonagall, Sprout, and Flitwick, who were more concerned about their reputation, chose to deduct points normally, and then find excuses to add them back in classes on the same day or the next day.

As for Snape, he did not deduct points, but just put his own students who made trouble in detention.

But it's just saying.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 181 The Savior's Ritual

To Basil's surprise, Voldemort, written as Kobayashi Masaru and pronounced as the Dark Lord, did not resist.

Why is he so cowardly? Is it because Ravenclaw's wisdom makes him think twice?

What's more, Manstein was not targeted, just like An Feng and other female students who went to school honestly.

He seemed like Grindelwald reborn, his every word and action filled with bewitching charm.

Besides, since he followed Dumbledore around all day, no one would bother him.

Time soon came to Saturday.

Bajir woke up early, which was unusual since he was able to control his body and sleep normally as a human.

Outside the window, a thin layer of mist covered the pink and light gold sky.

There were bursts of loud bird calls coming from outside.

Reason quickly broke into the room with heavy footsteps.

It was a tall, stocky sixth-grader named Oliver Wood.

He also has another identity - Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.

When he saw Bagir, he just nodded.

Then he walked straight to Harry's bed and began to shake Harry's thin body.

"W-what?" said Harry, dazedly.

"Quidditch practice!" Wood glanced at Basil and lowered his voice, "Get up!"

"Oliver," Harry grumbled, "it's just daybreak."

But his hand honestly reached for the glasses on the bedside table.

He wanted to hesitate, but the glasses were in his hands immediately, as if his hands had become magnetic.

Although Wood's voice was low, it could not suppress the enthusiasm in it. "As the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm."

"See Granger? He must have gotten first place in his grade because he got up so early."

"We should also start training before other teams start training!"

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Harry really wanted to say that by this time, based on Draco's diligence last year, he would probably have already started training.

But he was still groggy as he had just woken up, and his brain only had this vague concept in it, and he was unable to fully transform it into language.

I could only continue to listen to Wood's speech.

"We have to take first place this year!"

"Come on, grab your broom and follow me."

Harry yawned and shivered a little, and climbed out of bed.

Took the team jersey handed to him by Wood.

During these times of hesitation, Wood even helped him find a broom.

"Good fellow," said Wood, "see you at the court in a quarter of an hour."

Harry nodded and put on his bright red uniform and his cloak for protection from the cold.

"Good morning." He greeted Bagel at the window and rubbed his eyes.

He suspected that his brain might not have fully woken up yet.

The previous second, Bagir's hands were empty, but after he greeted, there was a cup of bubble milk tea in his hands.

What was even stranger was that Bagel himself seemed to be glowing, and there were countless faint shouts around him.

Arthur? Because of the holy sword?

He didn't have time to think about it, and just said hurriedly, "Tell Ron that I'm going to training."

He walked down the spiral staircase towards the lounge, carrying his Nimbus 2000 on his shoulder.

Just as I reached the hole behind the portrait, I suddenly heard a clattering sound of footsteps behind me.

Colin Creevey came running down the stairs, his camera swinging wildly around his neck and something clutched in his hand.

"Harry! I heard someone calling your name on the stairs. Look what I've brought! The pictures are ready, and I wanted to show you -"

Harry stared blankly at the picture Colin was waving at him.

A moving, black-and-white Draco was tugging at an arm that Harry recognized as his own.

Then Ron squeezed in next to him again.

Grabbed his other arm.

He fought hard, but in the end he could only helplessly take a photo with Draco and Ron.

Force a smile.

In front of the bed in the dormitory, Bagir also smiled.

He took back the [Dragon Knight] that was now in his pocket.

As one of the useless cards, Harry would have been nothing more than an elite Auror even if his original world line had developed normally.

For Bagir, it was such a waste.

Harry Potter, who turned the fragments of Voldemort's soul into potential and whose every drop of blood and soul is imbued with the magic of love, should have a stronger future and be more useful to Basil.

Today is the beginning of planning Harry's new future.

He needs to do it himself.

As he drank milk tea, Bagir's fingertips gleamed.

-

The wizard's magic was initially unsystematic.

The inheritance of magic cannot be learned through just a spell like it is now.

They often need to follow the creator’s mental journey and travel notes to feel and repeat, and there is a high probability that they will fail.

Until the discovery of magic circles, magic runes, and magical structures changed everything.

Some of the more perceptive wizards have found all sorts of strange patterns on the bodies of magical creatures.

At that time, most wizards who had the leisure to study the patterns could cast spells without a wand, without sound, and without spells.

They are all elites among wizards.

In addition, magic theory was the mainstream at that time.

They soon discovered the secret of the lines. As long as the magic power flowed in the direction of the lines, they could create corresponding magical phenomena.

As a result, these patterns began to be valued and recorded one by one.

It has also been gradually classified according to its function.

Wizards discovered that any of their magic could be displayed using a corresponding magic circle.

The magic circle was born.

The wizard's magic began to be passed down, and young wizards could replicate the magic of their predecessors through magic circles.

There is no need to learn by chance anymore.

this stage.

The magic world began to move in two seemingly contradictory directions regarding the development of magic circles.

One is simplification.

Through trial and error through complex magic circles, we can find the truly effective nodes.

Because not every little wizard can fully mobilize the magic power to complete the entire magic circle.

The magic power created by the magic circle is too strong to be applied in daily life.

The magic learned through magic circles will make wizards develop the habit of using all their strength.

I just wanted to move the bench, but I found that the whole room was lifted up.

Then the magic words were born.

The second is complexity.

The magic circle of the two-dimensional plane is derived and calculated into a three-dimensional structure.

Some magic cannot be performed with a single magic circle.

Multiple magic arrays are required to be combined.

Such as the now unpopular zombie drift spell.

It is a combination of the petrification array and the object moving array.

But at this stage, the magic circle is still a flat structure, just more complex.

The birth of magic runes is to more finely break down the patterns of wizard magic, allowing the three-dimensional magic structure to truly face the world.

Merlin discovered its wonder.

The wizard thinks that only the three-dimensional magic structure can perfectly interpret the magic that suits his own magic.

After a three-dimensional magical structure is endowed with magic power, it becomes equivalent to a magical creature except that it has no bones, flesh, blood, and soul.

Therefore, just calculate the corresponding magic structure, try to outline it in your mind, and cast the spell through the magic structure.

The spell will come alive.

When magic flows through the structure, it forms a kind of inertia.

If you name it again.

This inertia will be miraculously preserved in the name.

However, the names here are not limited to spells, but can also be gestures, and their combination.

As a result, wizards have a more efficient way of learning.

As long as you pronounce the spell in the way the creator of the spell did, perfectly replicating the accent, or making gestures to recreate every little movement, the corresponding magic will be born in your hands.