Chapter 27 The Limit of Magic
In a blink of an eye, Damon has been studying at Hogwarts for nearly two months, which also means that a certain accumulation has reached its limit again.
[As the master of the magic system, every breath you take represents abundant magic]
[Every breath you take, you will gain 0.085 magic points]
[Current system level: Level 8]
[Current magic level: Level 8]
[Current magic points: 62916]
[Note 1: The system level and magic level are mainly related. As the system level increases, the host's breath will have more powerful power! ]
[Magic power required for upgrade: 120000/180000]
As early as a month ago, he had accumulated 40,000 magic points. After all of them were invested, the magic system directly upgraded from level 7 to level 8. Now, it is time to upgrade again.
Damon went to the room of every request and started to add points.
The magic power level of level 9 means that he will be officially on par with Dumbledore in terms of total magic power. Although there is still a huge difference between the two in their understanding of spells and transfiguration, there is no guarantee that there will be no changes.
As 60,000 magic points are invested in the system, the system interface changes again.
[You will gain 0.095 magic points for every breath you take]
[Current system level: level 9]
[Current magic level: level 9]
[Magic power required for upgrade: 180,000/Max]
[The current magic power has reached the peak that the host can have. Before the host significantly improves the spell-casting level, the magic power cannot be further improved]
[Note: When the magic power is improved again, you will become a new legend.]
"Level 9 is temporarily maxed out?" Damon raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then the magic points from now on can only be used to improve talents?"
He calmly accepted this reality and calculated in his mind - according to the current breathing frequency, the points that can be obtained every day are 2,736 points.
"Well, it takes a year to upgrade an expert-level talent. That's really long."
Looking at the four expert-level skills that require one million magic points to upgrade to the first level, Damon decisively closed the system panel and ignored it.
In short, this system can be ignored for the time being.
On the eve of Halloween, the morning sun shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Damon still wakes up early and washes up slowly in the sweet and tempting aroma of roasted pumpkin.
Beside him, Harry, Ron and others are half asleep, discussing the upcoming festival - since Ron was scolded by Snape for being late for Potions class, no one in this dormitory will stay in bed anymore.
As Damon's performance in class becomes more and more dazzling, his four roommates have become much more diligent in a sense of crisis and often have to act with him.
In the spell class, Professor Flitwick began to teach everyone the levitation spell, which made Harry's thoughts slightly deviate.
The levitation spell, isn't it the spell that Damon cast when he entered school? He had said that it would be learned quickly once we got to school - and now it was two months into the term, which was anything but fast.
"Now, don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been practicing!" Professor Flitwick stood on his pile of books as usual. "Flick and flick. Remember, flick and flick."
"It's also very important to pronounce the spell correctly - don't forget Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison on his chest."
"Damon, can you set an example for us?"
Since Damon had completed Professor Flitwick's extra homework for a month, he had started this routine - after each demonstration, he would have Damon demonstrate it himself.
The two had had a serious discussion about this.
Damon felt that this behavior would bring unnecessary pressure to other young wizards, but Professor Flitwick told Damon seriously that "excellence can be passed on. If these young wizards continue to be influenced by excellent peers, they will become more excellent unconsciously." "
Damon, this has nothing to do with being in the limelight, but a very important responsibility. You should light the way for them and let them know what truly excellent wizards can do when they are the same age."
At that time, Damon wanted to think while drinking tea, but found that the tea in the cup was empty.
"Want some more?"
Professor Flitwick used the levitation spell to refill Damon's tea.
"If any young wizard is so frustrated that he wants to drop out of school, I don't care."
"I believe these children are not so fragile, Damon." Professor Flitwick smiled gently and brilliantly.
Coming back to his senses.
At this moment, looking at the young wizards in front of him, Damon whispered firmly:
"Wingardium Leviosa"
Then, the feather in front of him began to rise slowly and evenly, and finally reached the ceiling in the eyes of everyone, and finally fell back to the ground at a uniform speed.
"Perfect and precise control ability, a textbook-level levitation spell!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands while standing on the pile of books, "Five points to Gryffindor, for your textbook-level levitation spell!"
"Is five points a bit too generous, professor?"
"Don't worry, I heard that Snape has been deducting your points recently?" Professor Flitwick winked at Damon, "I can't let our dueling prince be disliked by other students because of the house cup."
When Damon returned to his seat, Ron had already started to wave his cane with a red face - he couldn't wait to see his feathers behave like Damon.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" He shouted loudly, waving his two long arms like a windmill.
"You said it wrong," Hermione said bluntly, "It's Wingar-Dimu Leviosa, the word 'plus' should be pronounced long and clearly."
"Since you are so smart, you try it." Ron shouted angrily.
Hermione rolled up her sleeves, waved her wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
Their feather rose from the table and floated four feet above their heads.
"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick waved his hand and shouted, "Look, everyone, Miss Granger has succeeded!"
"Okay, don't look at others, Neville, focus on yourself."
"Yes, Damon!"
When the class was about to end, Ron's mood was extremely bad. Fortunately, Damon was kept by Professor Flitwick again, so he could complain to Harry without restraint.
"No wonder everyone can't stand her," he said to Harry as they struggled through the crowded corridor. "To be honest, she is just like a nightmare."
"Look, Damon is obviously countless times better than her, but he never acts as arrogant as her!"
Someone bumped into Harry and hurried past them.
It was Hermione.
Harry caught a glimpse of her face-he was surprised to find that she was crying.
"I think she heard you."
"So what?" Ron said, but he also showed a little uneasiness. "She must have noticed that she doesn't have any friends."
Harry knew that Ron was wrong, but he couldn't open his mouth to accuse him. He could only say:
"You'd better not let Damon know. You know he doesn't like you to slander Hermione behind her back."
"I dare to say it to her face, how can it be considered slander?"
Ron felt even more guilty, but he still had a hard mouth.
In the next class, Hermione did not show up, and she was nowhere to be seen the whole afternoon.
Harry and Ron went downstairs to the restaurant to attend the Halloween Eve party. They accidentally heard Patil tell her friend Lavender that Hermione was crying sadly in the girls' bathroom and would not let others comfort her.
Ron looked even more uncomfortable after hearing this.
However, a moment later, wh
en they walked into the restaurant and saw the colorful Halloween decorations, they immediately forgot about Hermione.
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