Ch 181-182-183-184-185

Ivan walked around in the aisle of the girls' bedroom. At first, he was a little trembling, for fear of being exposed directly, but slowly calmed down. No one could see through the camouflage effect of the compound decoction during the whole process.

The task progress reminder sounded in Ivan's mind every time, but he frowned when he walked through the aisle.

Because the increased progress is really too little, far less than what he got in the lounge and boys' bedroom, this shouldn't be right.

Is it really necessary to enter a dormitory to take a look?

Ivan gritted his teeth, reached out and knocked on the door of the nearest girl's dormitory, ready to find an excuse to go in for a stroll and come back.

After waiting anxiously for a while, the door of the dormitory was opened. A little witch with loose hair opened the door and looked at Ivan outside the door with a surprised expression.

"Hermione? Didn't you say you want to go to the library to read? And what did you knock on the door for? Why didn't you just come in?"

"Lavender?" Ivan screamed secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that behind a door he chose at random would happen to be Hermione's bedroom.

Mainly, after entering the lounge, the effect of the spot map is greatly reduced. Hundreds of names are in this small area, and it is difficult to distinguish who is where.

In addition, it was suspicion that Yifan never checked the live spot map all the way.

However, Ivan still compulsively calmed down, and quickly made up a reason.

"Just now I suddenly remembered that there was something I forgot to take, so I'll come back first." Ivan said, deliberately ignoring the knock on the door.

"Oh, that's it." Lavender didn't have much doubt, and walked away.

Ivan bit his scalp and walked inside. The decoration of the female dormitory was completely different from that of the male dormitory. There was a thick pink girlish style, and several underwear-like things were just thrown on the chair.

Since it was Saturday, Parvati hadn't even gotten up yet, slackingly in her pajamas, lying on the head of the bed flipping through the new issue of magazine.

Ivan glanced casually, and then his eyes were attracted by the large and small dynamic stickers on the surrounding walls.

Because countless Lockhart on the sticker is smiling at him...

Ivan almost couldn't hold the expression on his face. He had known that most of the little witches in the school were Lockhart fans, but he didn't expect to be crazy enough to stick Lockhart's headshot all over the bedroom.

Don't you feel shivering when you look at it like this every day?

Ivan shook his head helplessly, wondering what they were thinking.

To avoid doubt, Ivan found the bed with Hermione's name written on it and pretended to put the book.

I planned to do nothing, but happened to see some tailored daily prophet newspapers next to Hermione's pillow. The first newspaper was the news report that Lockhart took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

On the next class schedule, Defence Against the Dark Arts was circled by her in a pink heart shape.

Worthy of being a big fan of Lockhart...

Ivan thought generously. If he remembers correctly, in the original time and space, Hermione even put Lockhart's card under the pillow to sleep.

"What else to look at? Hermione?" Lavender leaned forward curiously at this time, and put a book on his shoulders, didn't he say to leave with a book?

Ivan was about to find a reason to fool around, but at this time Lavender saw the newspapers placed on the bedside by Hermione.

Ivan felt a little bad, but couldn't stop it, and Lavender snatched it over curiously.

"What is this? Is Professor Lockhart's collection of events?" Lavender excitedly checked the stacks of newspapers and said gossiping.

When Ivan was about to scold Lavender and let her return the things, Lavender suddenly said in surprise.

"Ah, I didn't expect there to be reports about Hals..."

Ivan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the cut newspaper that Lavender was holding, and found that it was really the case.

In this pile of newspaper collections, except for Lockhart's autograph book sale and the report on his appointment as a professor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the rest are news from the time of his own newspaper. In terms of quantity, the collection should be very complete. ...

"Where? Where? I want to watch it too!" Parvati who was lying on the bed beamed his eyes and jumped out of the bed. He didn't care whether he was gone, so he moved to the side of Lavender. , Snatched a few tailored newspapers and read them.

"Enough! Bring them to me quickly!" Ivan scolded with a black face.

No matter what, this thing was carefully kept by Hermione, it was her privacy. Ivan already regretted that he had come in hastily, but he didn't dare to let them continue watching.

"No!" Lavender said with a grin, holding the stack of tailored newspapers to his chest. "Unless you tell us which is more important in your heart, Professor Lockhart or Hals?"

How can Lockhart's straw bag compare to me?

Ivan murmured in his heart, but he didn't dare to say that. After all, he was now like Hermione, so it's hard to talk nonsense.

"Are you sure you won't give it?" Ivan sighed as he looked at the two little witches who looked gossips.

"Yes! No." Parvati hurriedly lifted the things in his hands high, with no intention of returning at all.

"It seems you want something hard..." Ivan muttered to himself.

Ivan subconsciously wanted to pull out the wand, and suddenly remembered that his wand had a different style from Hermione, and if he took it out, he might be exposed on the spot.

Thinking of this, Ivan had to give up the idea of ​​using magic, and instead rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white arms...

"Hermione, what are you doing?" Lavender felt a little scared watching Ivan's movements, but Parvati quickly calmed down after looking at it.

We have two people!

When Lavender was about to cheer himself up like this, he saw the opposite "Hermione" viciously rushing towards him... The goal was very clear, that is, the newspaper collection in his own hand...

"Bring it!"

"No!"

"Parvati, come and help, Hermione is crazy.. Take her!"

"Let go and give me the newspaper, or you two will be dead!"

"Uuuuu...it hurts..."

....

The three people fought fiercely in this small dormitory. The newspaper collection scattered by UU reading www.uukanshu.com was everywhere...

Ivan couldn't get the newspaper, so he snatched their magic wands wisely and released a few small magics at will, which made Lavender and Parvati limp in their hands and feet, unable to resist, and successfully defeated this disadvantage. battle...

Humph, fight with me!

Ivan arrogantly sorted out the clothes that had been pulled apart, but looking at the two little witches who were about to cry in front of him, he made trouble again and whispered to himself.

"It's over, what should I do now?"

Ivan was in trouble all of a sudden, if only he could forget the curse, the two curses would make them forget what happened just now.

It's just that it's obviously too late to learn now...

"Quick recovery! Newspapers are coming!" Ivan reluctantly waved the wand that had just been seized from Lavender, first dealing with all the chaos around him.

The newspaper collection scattered on the ground due to looting has long since become wrinkled and incomplete, but under the magic of the restoration curse, it is quickly refilled and smoothed.

Turned into paper butterflies, they fluttered and fell on Ivan's outstretched right hand, neatly stacked on top of each other.

Ivan arranged the newspaper collection in chronological order and placed it on the original bedside, restoring Hermione's previous layout as much as possible.

After doing all this, Ivan turned his gaze to Lavender and Parvati, thinking about how they should keep this secret.

After hesitating, Ivan with one hand on his hips, pointed his magic wand at the two men, threatening viciously.

"Listen well, the newspaper business is a secret. You'd better forget it for me and never let it out! You know?"

Lavender and Parvati curled their lips, thinking that Hermione did not want others to know that she was secretly collecting news papers tailored to Lockhart and Hals, so there was no doubt.

But they obviously didn't intend to just give in, and they didn't reply at all.

Ivan could see the two people's thoughts, and simply tapped the cup on the table with his magic wand, turning the cup into a groundhog scurrying all over the floor.

In the two doubtful eyes, Ivan grabbed the groundhog by the back of its neck and lifted it up, and threw it into the cage of the owl.

"Did you see it? If anyone dares to mention anything in the future, I will turn you into a groundhog and put you in a cage!" Ivan's gaze swept towards the two little witches.

Lavender and Parvati looked at the iron cage. The groundhog turned into a cup was tapping the railing of the iron cage with their little paws in horror, and there was a shocking scream in their mouths...

The two nodded in horror. They thought Hermione was terrible...

Seeing the expressions of the two little witches, Ivan nodded in satisfaction, and then reminded him as if he had remembered something.

"Also, this matter is not allowed to precede me in the future!"

Lavender and Parvati were very strange. They nodded under Ivan's threatening gaze, with tears in the corners of their eyes. They didn't want to become groundhogs and be locked in a cage.

Ivan felt guilty for a while, and then realized that he seemed to have destroyed the harmony of the girls' bedroom, but there was nothing to do.

All **** system tasks.

Ivan sighed, and the system prompt sounded at this moment.

[Ding, the exploration of Gryffindor resident is completed, and the current exploration progress is 63%...]

After receiving the prompt, Ivan paused briefly. Knowing that staying here would not increase the progress of the task, he restored the groundhog in the cage into a cup, put it back in place, and then cast it. Ran holding the book and walked out of the bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan returned to the responsive room and waited for about an hour. The effect of the compound decoction gradually disappeared.

Ivan only breathed a sigh of relief until he saw himself in the mirror and returned to the original state.

When I used the compound decoction to become Hermione just now, the physical difference always made Ivan feel very uncomfortable...

It's no wonder that in the original time and space, few people are willing to become the opposite sex...

But it didn't take long before Ivan began to worry again. He didn't think he could hide from Hermione after threatening Lavender and Parvati.

The little witch is too clever, she might have found out something about Lavender and Parvati's sudden change of attitude towards her, and then guessed something from it.

But without forgetting the curse, Ivan couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he had to put it aside for the time being.

Just so depressed, they returned to the lounge. Harry and Ron were still playing a new set of wizard flags. Judging from their expressions, there was no doubt that Ron had won again.

"Ivan, are you here to play chess? Playing with Harry is not challenging at all." Ron asked expectantly.

"Okay!" Ivan remembered what he had said to Hermione in the morning, and nodded in agreement.

Harry shrugged, and he has lost several games in a row so far, so he didn't care about Ron's words, and generously gave way.

Sitting at the chess table, after Ivan waited for the **** to reset, he directed the white **** and Ron's black camp to fight.

Although the wizard banner looks gorgeous and even the chess pieces have self-consciousness, the rules of the next issue are no different from the chess he played in his previous life.

This is why Ivan can quickly grasp it,

His chess skills are all honed with advanced computer AI in his previous life and when he was bored on the hospital bed. He occasionally played a few games with masters in the chess software, so he could deal with Ron, a somewhat talented kid. The head is still no problem.

The two of them played until noon. Ivan, who was about to win the seventh victory, was about to direct a wizard to the center and win the final victory, but unexpectedly saw Hermione humming in from outside.

Ivan immediately became nervous, commanding the chess pieces absently, and the chess path became messy.

Even Harry, who is very good at chess, couldn't stand it. He kept pointing around, trying to restore the situation, but Ivan didn't hear it at all, and watched Hermione enter the girls' bedroom.

One minute...Two minutes...

Ivan waited for a while and didn't see Hermione come out angrily to ask him to reason.

Wasn't it discovered? Still didn't guess it was him?

Ivan was very confused, and the chess game was a big defeat, and within two minutes he was counter-killed by Ron, who was originally at a disadvantage.

...

The day passed in a flash, weekend morning.

Ivan, who was eating breakfast in the hall, paid attention to the changes in Hermione's expression from time to time. The little witch was the same as usual. She sat quietly and occasionally chatted with Harry and others.

But this time, Hermione did not take the initiative to sit next to her with the dinner plate~www.mtlnovel.com~ but this is not a basis...

Ivan felt tangledly that the little witch in front of him seemed to have become a quantum form, somewhere between knowing and not knowing, and a result would collapse unless he asked.

If I didn't understand, Ivan simply stopped thinking about it. Considering that I still need to study Animagus with Professor McGonagall today, Ivan hurriedly ate breakfast and walked to the agreed metamorphosis class.

Click...

Ivan opened the door and entered the metamorphosis classroom. On weekends, it was empty. The tables and chairs were neatly arranged. Only a brindle cat was squatting on the lecture table, watching him quietly...

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall, it seems I was a little late." Ivan closed the door and said apologetically.

"No, I haven't just arrived." The brindle cat opened his mouth, uttered a word, and then jumped to the ground with a light leap.

The figure continued to expand and swell in mid-air, but within a second or two it twisted and turned into a middle-aged witch with square glasses and dark green robe. That was Professor McGonagall.

Ivan's eyes were hot. The ability to switch between the two forms at will without a wand or chanting. No matter how many times I saw it, Ivan felt it was amazing.

"Then, before we officially start learning, I must ask a question, how much do you know about Animagus?" Professor McGonagall helped his square glasses and walked to the lecture table again to ask.

Ivan thought for a while, and then said solemnly.

"Animagus is an advanced transformation technique used by wizards on themselves.

After being proficient, there is no need to chant or use a magic wand. The magic function is to transform oneself into a certain animal. Most of them are used to detect or avoid danger. Few people are wary of an ordinary creature... .

There are some risks in the initial conversion process, so in addition to talent and perseverance, Animagus' practice usually requires a little luck..."

Ivan recalled the description of Animagus in the original work, and talked about it in light of the information he had consulted last school year.

Professor McGonagall's expression also became more and more satisfied, which means that Ivan did not make a decision to practice Animagus with a single shot, but was prepared and consulted a lot of information.

Waiting for Ivan to finish his understanding, Professor McGonagall continued to add.

"That's pretty good, but you have missed a few! The first Animagus transformation is usually limited to ordinary creatures, and becoming magical creatures will bring unpredictable consequences.

Second, this type of transformation requires a report to the Ministry of Magic after being trained. Since the 20th century, there are only seven Animagus registered so far! So the Animagus Transfiguration is not dangerous, but extremely dangerous! "

Having said this, Professor McGonagall glanced at Ivan, hoping that he could understand the danger, and then continued. "Of course, the danger is not constant. The higher your level of transformation, the lower the risk of corresponding transformation."

Ivan didn't care about the risk of deformation in McGonagall's mouth. He still had some confidence in the level of deformation art he brought. Moreover, he still had a temporary buff like the Xueba experience card, which shouldn't be overturned.

But Professor McGonagall's report to the Ministry of Magic made it difficult for Ivan.

Ivan had a bitter face, and he didn't want his Animagus shape to be known to everyone. In that case, the value of this magic would be greatly reduced.

Can I not report?

Ivan quietly asked with his eyes, Professor McGonagall just treated him as if he hadn't seen it, and ignored him.

Ivan is not discouraged either. Professor McGonagall doesn't say anything, which to a large extent means that he will not interfere, so he should be conscious of registration.

As Ivan was thinking about things, Professor McGonagall had already carefully introduced him to the difficulties of Animagus' cultivation. Ivan quickly arranged his mood and listened carefully to every step.

Animagus' practice is extremely cumbersome. The first step is to hold a leaf of Mandrake in his mouth for a whole month.

You have to go from one full moon to another full moon, and you can't let Ye Zi leave your mouth in the middle, otherwise it will start again.

After a month, you can use this leaf to make cumbersome potions, and finally bury the potions in a place that is completely undisturbed and not in contact with the sun. When a thunderstorm comes, you can take it out. ...

If the potion taken out completely turns blood red, it means that all the steps are correct. Drinking the potion at that time can start the first Animagus transformation...

Listening to the steps of the practice, Ivan frowned, which is too troublesome...

He also thought that Animagus Transformation only needs a high level of Transformation Curse to practice.

"Professor McGonagall, is the making of potions necessary?" Ivan couldn't help but asked.

The other steps are more cumbersome and can be solved, but it is more difficult to bury the potion in a place and wait for the storm. Who knows when the storm will come around here?

It's not easy to go abroad to find a storm-prone place to bring buried potions, right?

"No." Professor McGonagall shook his head, but continued without waiting for Ivan to be happy.

"But this can greatly reduce the difficulty and danger of training. Unless you are confident that you have the transformation skills of Principal Albus, you'd better follow the steps honestly!"

Professor McGonagall waved his magic wand in the air, and the brilliance of magic power circulated in the air, slowly turning into a few half-human and half-monster creatures with distorted shapes and painful expressions.

"These are the wizards who have failed to transform. So far, there is no way to restore the wizards who have failed to transform." Professor McGonagall said very seriously, without the slightest joking, and warned Ivan that he didn't want to be like this. , It's best not to mess around in private.

Ivan had to dispel his previous unrealistic thoughts. He was not confident that his transfiguration was comparable to Dumbledore, even under the blessing of the experience card.

At this time, McGonagall placed a young emerald green leaf in front of Ivan.

"This is the leaf of Mandela grass. You should be thankful that your Professor Sprout has recently introduced a batch of Mandela grass, which has saved a lot of things."

"As for the specific timing of practice, you are in your hands." After finishing this, Professor McGonagall paused, and then said with a smile. "Perhaps you can look at the Muggle weather forecast and choose which day is more appropriate to start."

You also know the Muggle weather forecast~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ivan is still very interested. It seems that McGonagall, who often enters the Muggle world to recruit students, is not ignorant of life there.

It's just that Ivan doesn't want to wait silly for the time. God knows how long it will take to usher in a storm. If this can't be waited for several years, wouldn't he work in vain?

Ivan thinks that the House of Requests may be able to create a scene where you can practice the transformation of Animagus...

After Ivan took the leaves of the mandela grass, Professor McGonagall handed over another practice notebook.

I opened the note and looked at it. Ivan found that it was all about the experience of practicing Animagus Transfiguration. The writing was very detailed, and some dangerous points were highlighted. It is obviously Professor McGonagall these days. Sorted out....

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall!" Ivan bowed.

Professor McGonagall reservedly stated that she was just doing what a transfiguration professor should do.

"In short, you can do some preparatory work this semester first, and wait for the time to come. If there is anything you don't understand, you can always ask me." Professor McGonagall said.

Ivan took a mandela leaf and a notebook for the practice of Animagus, and walked out of the metamorphosis classroom, instead of going back to the bedroom directly, but walking towards the responsive room.

I need a place suitable for practicing Animagus...

Ivan silently thought in his heart that the door to the destination did not open immediately this time, but slowly appeared after waiting for a while.

Ivan opened the door and entered, and found that it was an empty area, all around it was pitch black, and it was barely possible to see a forest.

Stepping on the soft soil under his feet, Ivan almost thought that he was somewhere in the forbidden forest, but it was extremely quiet here, and no insects could even be heard.

"It turned out to be real soil..." Ivan tried to squat on the ground, picking up a pile of soil and rubbing it, and the touch was no different from the soil outside.

But this place is quiet enough to not be disturbed, but what about the storm?

When Ivan was thinking about it, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the thunder was deafening. Ivan looked up towards the sky, only thick dark clouds could be seen.

Suddenly, the pouring rain fell down, and the whistling wind made the trees sway around, and the sound of raindrops beating against the branches and leaves...

Yifan was surprised at the power of the House of All Requests. He was able to create such a large space out of thin air and restore the special celestial phenomena of the outside world.

Huh~

Ivan used his magic wand to launch a magical ray into the sky. After a long time, he didn't know what he encountered and burst into red fireworks. It seemed that this space did not extend infinitely, but had limits.

I just don't know how the stormy weather is formed... It seems that this place is more mysterious than I thought.

Ivan completely ignored the pouring rain, and experimented in this vast space. After confirming that this space was sufficient to meet his own requirements, he satisfactorily walked out of the responsive house.

The rest only needs to wait until the other preparation steps are completed, then the Animagus transformation can be carried out.

...

Three days later, on the night of the full moon, Ivan smoothly put the leaves of Mandrake in his mouth, stuck it on his tongue, and officially began to practice.

Ivan thought it was a simple job, but he quickly realized the difficulties. He almost swallowed the leaves of the mandela grass when he went to bed the first night.

And when eating, you need to hide the leaves of Mandrake under your tongue and chew them carefully, for fear of swallowing the leaves together.

"Ivan, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling sick?" Harry asked strangely as he watched Ivan's weird behavior.

"Well, it's nothing, I feel pretty good." Ivan said vaguely, with a leaf in his mouth, which made him speak awkwardly.

"Are you sure you don't need to visit Madam Pomfrey?" Ron was also a little worried.

"No." Ivan shook his head, rejected the kindness of a few people, and then cut a small piece of steak into his mouth and chewed slowly.

He felt that after a month, the mandrakes in his mouth might be savory. Can this thing really be used to configure special potions?

Ivan kept complaining in his heart, and in the past few days, he completely stopped half of the exploration mission he had done before.

The previous experience of using compound decoctions clearly told him that this thing is not a panacea, and if he has a similar experience again, there is no way he can come back.

After completing the transformation of Animagus, it is better to explore, just like Peter Pettigrew, in the form of a mouse, it is almost free to come and go within Hogwarts.

But this premise is that his Animagus form is a small animal. If he becomes a stag, everyone knows that there is a problem in Hogwarts.

Thinking of this, Ivan turned his head and glanced at Hermione. In the past few days, he still hadn't figured out whether the little witch knew what he was doing in the bedroom.

But I could still vaguely feel that Hermione seemed to be a little more alienated from him... I didn't take the initiative to speak to him for several days.

Forget it, it doesn't matter to her, it's more important to practice magic...

Ivan simply stopped thinking about it. Recently, studying Animagus's practice notes was enough to give him a headache. Many difficult points need to spend school points to learn.

After Ivan finished eating and got up and left the auditorium, Hermione came out of the girls' pile with the plate and sat next to Harry and Ron.

"Hermione, what do you always do with Ivan these days? You quarreled?" Harry couldn't help but asked aloud, always feeling that his two good friends had something wrong with their relationship recently.

Is it awkward?

"No." Hermione shook her head, rejected Harry's remarks, then hesitated, turned her head to look at Ron and spoke again. "Is Ivan playing wizard chess with you on Saturday morning?"

"Yes, we played the wizard chess all morning. What's wrong?" Ron glanced at Hermione in a puzzled look. He didn't understand why she asked, but he nodded.

Hermione's complexion became more and more confused, and who on earth had turned into her the other day and sneaked into the girls' dormitory.

Last Saturday, after returning to the dormitory from the library, Hermione inexplicably found that Lavender and Paraty were a little scared of themselves. At the same time, they were strangely knocking on them, and then they figured out the whole story.

Hermione knew from a guess that someone had used the compound decoction ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to pretend to be herself, but the news was concealed by her, and she did not expose it, or told Professor McGonagall.

After all, Hogwarts as a whole can use polymorphism, and there are not many little wizards who can easily turn a cup into a groundhog.

But Ivan is the only one who has been in contact with him these days and can easily get his own hair.

Although I don't know what Ivan is doing in her bedroom, but thinking of the news papers I cut and collected, Ivan may see her. Hermione is at a loss, her face is like a fire...

Until he heard Ron mention that Ivan played a morning wizard game with him on Saturday morning, the little witch became a little uncertain, tangled with a fork, and poke the steak on the plate riddled with holes.

Does he know, or does he not know?

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After a few days of torment, Ivan reluctantly adapted to the daily life with a blade of grass, except for a little tangled when brushing his teeth and eating, everything else was no different from normal.

[Ding, after a period of study, your proficiency in the transformation spell has improved, level 4 (1599/1600)]

After reading the study notes presented by Professor McGonagall, Ivan successfully heard the tone of increasing proficiency.

Seeing that there is still a little proficiency, Transfiguration can reach level five, and Ivan worked harder, but he didn't see an increase in proficiency for several hours.

Ivan then realized that he had reached a new bottleneck...

"Ivan, let's take a look at Quidditch training together? Harry said that today is the first training of this semester." Ron asked when he was about to go out.

Ivan thought for a while, as if there was nothing urgent for a while, he nodded and agreed.

And if he remembers correctly, at the graduation settlement last semester, participating in the Quidditch competition and winning will also be rewarded with grade points.

Before leaving the bedroom, Ivan suddenly thought of something, took out a magic wand and threw it to Ron.

"Ron, I have fixed your wand."

Ron caught it, and when he looked at the wand, it had been completely repaired in the middle, exactly the same as the original one.

Ron tried to wave twice in mid-air, and a magical beam hit the ground and exploded into sparks, feeling extremely smooth.

"Oh my god, this is awesome." Ron said happily, which meant he didn't need to be scolded when he got home.

When handing the wand to Ivan before, Ron didn't expect the other party to fix it. He didn't expect Ivan to give him a surprise, and he seemed to feel that this wand was better than the original...

Ron looked at Ivan suspiciously, and asked curiously.

"What did you do to my wand? The spell I just released seems to be a bit more powerful than before."

"It's just a simple strengthening." Ivan said with a guilty conscience.

Finally, there is a research material, Ivan certainly can't waste it, so in these few days of the sky, Ron's wand has been tossed over and over by him for a long time, and he has used it to conduct various experiments.

For example, try to build an enhanced magic writing circuit inside the magic wand so that the holder can get a boost every time he uses magic. As a result, after inputting magic power, the magic wand almost exploded on the spot...

In the end, after a lot of improvements, the result cannot be said to be a success, but it is not a complete failure, because he still completed the strengthening of the magic text circuit, but the increase was minimal.

Ron's strength was too weak, so he could clearly feel that the power of the magic he released had been strengthened.

Obviously the experiment needs more material...

Thinking of this, Ivan was a little depressed. The price of wands is actually not high, but Ollivander's wand shop will not easily sell a large number of wands, and it is difficult to get enough test products.

Ron didn't know this, and was very happy holding his wand. He felt that he would definitely get good results in the exams in the Transfiguration class and the spell class this semester.

The two of them walked all the way to the Quidditch training ground, and met Hermione who was going to go back to the lounge. The three of them discussed it and decided to watch Harry's training together.

When they arrived at Quidditch's practice field, Ivan found that the two groups were facing each other on the field. In addition to Harry's Gryffindor team, there were also Slytherins in green robes.

"What's wrong here? Harry, didn't you say that it was Gryffindor's turn to cover the court? Why are they here?" Ron looked around and said strangely.

Slytherin's captain Marcus Flint stepped forward, patted Malfoy on the shoulder beside him, and said to everyone.

"That's because we have a new seeker, and Professor Snape specifically approved us to train on the court today."

"And my dad bought a new broom for the Slytherin team, and I always have to be proficient..." Malfoy said in a strange tone.

The Slytherin players all smiled, and showed their new brooms to the opposite side, a total of seven smooth wheels 2001!

The light of the local tyrants almost blinded everyone...

Even Ivan has to admit that Malfoy's family is really rich. Light Wheel 2001 is the latest light wheel series that just came out last month, and it is amazingly expensive.

It takes a thousand gallons to buy seven together, and these expenses are just for Malfoy to join the team smoothly.

Ivan couldn't help feeling his own poverty, knowing that his family didn't make a thousand gallons a month, this is still in the case of so many best-selling products.

Even Ivan is like this, let alone the Gryffindor players, they know very well how much the Slytherin team's winning percentage can be increased by the seven latest broomsticks.

The old-fashioned sweeping series of brooms in their hands are not half as fast as others? How do you fight this?

Malfoy smiled very happily. He kept swaying the light wheel 2001 in his hand, and watched mockingly at the five-star sweep of the opposite side. The light wheel 2000 in Harry's hand could be seen, but it was also the old one from last year. Style.

"At least our Gryffindor team came in based on strength, rather than needing to spend money to join the team!" Seeing Malfoy's triumphant smile, Hermione couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Malfoy, who was poked in the sore spot, turned dark and sullen. "No one asks you, you smelly little mudblood!"

"How dare you say that?!" Alia of the Gryffindor team looked at Malfoy in astonishment and screamed.

Ron wanted to go up and beat Malfoy angrily, but Wood pulled him back. George and Fred rolled up their sleeves, and the rest of the players also showed anger...

Malfoy was a little scared for a while, but as the gold master of the Slytherin team, even if captain Marcus was dissatisfied with him, he still chose to protect him behind him.

The rest of the Slytherins also took out their wands and confronted the Gryffindor players...

Hermione was confused, she could vaguely guess that Malfoy had said something terrible ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but didn't know what it meant, and she looked at Ivan strangely.

"Muggle seed is a very bad adjective. It is a contempt for a Muggle wizard by some pure-blooded wizards." Ivan frowned and explained.

Like Hermione, he was not a purebred wizard in his mind, and he didn't really like the word Muggle, but Malfoy's almost discriminatory remarks could not be regarded as unheard.

The protected Malfoy hid behind triumphantly, seemingly intending to say a few more words.

Right here, Ivan moved without warning, waving his wand and pointing at Malfoy.

"Fuchsia!"