The Magic of Holowarts

Chapter 19 From the Restricted Section to the Principal's Office
Carl closed his notebook and rubbed his sore eyes.

Professor McGonagall's notes let him know that he lacked a lot.

Fine control of magic power, a certain amount of magic power reserve, and rich knowledge of magic power structure, even involving Muggle anatomy, physics, and biology.

Wizards don't admit that it's the result of Muggles, it's all Muggles plagiarizing wizards.

Fortunately, the problem is not big, the whole notebook is not separated from the content of Hogwarts' seven-year Transfiguration class, it is more detailed, rich, and systematic.

It is a waste that such detailed notes cannot be used as textbooks or extracurricular readings. Professor McGonagall should publish it instead of putting it on the table to remember the past.

Who hasn't been in the second year of middle school~
After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Carl had a solid idea that this was not something he would be able to win in a while. Now he is very envious of the group of system dogs.
If he doesn't have it, he's a dog. If he has it, he's the chosen one, a role model in the world, and his normal jealousy makes him a little unrecognizable. He really wants to learn all of them immediately.

Hey~ cooking depends on the system, he doesn't cook, it doesn't matter.

After completing the psychological construction, Carl was full of energy again, and it was time to sign in at the reading library.

Without a system, Carl, who added drama to himself, walked out of the Hufflepuff common room gracefully.

Karl is not such a handsome and handsome wizard, so naturally he won't attract the attention of passing seniors.

This damn good looks.

Of course, it doesn't matter. When we got to the library, he gave Mrs. Pince the book loan certificate that Professor McGonagall gave him.

This surprised Mrs. Pince a lot. Very few first-year students could get a book loan certificate signed by the professor, especially it was only a few days after the start of school.

After Mrs. Pince read it over and over for a while, and even held it up to the sun to confirm it again and again, she frowned and went to the restricted area to get the book for Carl, but she refused Carl to go with her.

"I don't want you to be bitten by those books."

These are her original words.

Karl can only give up, a little regretful, the map expansion mission failed.

When the book is in hand, it is very heavy to hold. With a black cover and gold-edged fonts, it is not cheap at first glance.

Karl planned to put the book away after Mrs. Pince said goodbye, and he couldn't afford to lose it.

For Mrs. Pince, Professor McGonagall's behavior is a bit irresponsible. In her impression, Karl is a good little wizard. It is too risky for such a young student to read books in the restricted area, even if it is just an elementary alchemy book. aspects of the book.

"I still want to remind you, Carl, that alchemy has never belonged to popular magic. Its uncertainty is not something you can easily master in your grade. Don't try it alone!"

Karl knew that this was Mrs. Pince's kindness, and he couldn't refuse this rare kindness.

"Thank you, Mrs. Pince. Professor McGonagall will supervise me to learn the above knowledge. She also warned me that alchemy is dangerous. I will not experiment privately. Please rest assured."

"That's best, I don't want to watch you being put in a box and leaving Hogwarts one day."

Mrs. Pince looked a little sad, and waved Carl to leave quickly.

Carl thinks there is a story in it?
Come to think of it, he's not that boring about asking a lady's sad secret.

There is no time to think about these things, and there will be a flying lesson in the afternoon, which is the course he is most looking forward to, which Muggle wizard can stop the free flight? !Not even pure blood!
As soon as I walked out of the library gate, I saw an old man with a white beard.

Too bad it belonged to Harry.

Professor Dumbledore looked at Carl with a smile, as if he could see through him.

"Principal Dumbledore!"

"Mr. Carl, I prefer you to call me Professor rather than Headmaster."

"Professor, nice to meet you."

Carl is kind and kind, and satisfies the old man's entanglement in addressing.

"I thought you would come to see me when school started, but I didn't expect that I would come to see you. Do you want to visit the principal's office?"

"I just don't want to bother you anymore, and the school is great."

"Want a drink?"

"If it's convenient, I'd certainly like to visit."

"It's not inconvenient. I'm actually looking forward to the little wizards coming to me, but most of them are stumped by the guards at the door. Mr. Carl, you are lucky, at least you don't have to guess the password of the stone statue today."

"Is the password difficult?"

"No, it's not difficult at all. The password is not fixed. In fact, no matter how many times the password is wrong, as long as you say different passwords three times in a row, the gargoyle will open the door."

After speaking, he gave Carl a wink.

"You play really deep."

"It's a pity that most of the little wizards ran away after answering one or two wrong questions. So far, few people have tried to come in. The refreshments I prepared are basically useless."

Carl was stunned. Did Dumbledore trick him into breaking into the principal's office?

It's not fishing law enforcement! !

The stairs leading to the principal's office are very obedient, as long as someone wants to go, they will take the initiative to come, unlike the disobedient ones in Gryffindor.

It is said that there are too many naughty Gryffindor students in each class, and they often play and jump on them, which angers them. Since they collectively began to be disobedient, Gryffindor students should be careful when going up the stairs too much.

When they got to the door of the principal's office, the gargoyle at the door directly saluted and opened the door. This was a privilege, which made Stone bend over.

"Come in, Carl, you are the first student to come in this year."

Karl really wanted to say that he didn't want to enter, he didn't have the guts, and Dumbledore definitely hadn't read Water Margin.

Ding!Map Exploration +1
The principal’s room is not luxurious. There are oil paintings of successive principals on the walls. They all looked at Carl curiously. There is a phoenix Fox squatting on the bird stand over there. Sparks occasionally fall from the feathers.

The pensieve by the wall, the messy books on the bookshelf, the messy files on the table, there is no surprise at all.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a plate of canapes and two glasses of butterbeer appeared on the table.

"You probably don't like tea, so I've made a point of butterbeer."

"Thank you, Professor, you asked me to come to drink beer with me, right? If you have any orders, you can just say it directly, and I am willing to help."

Dumbledore was not surprised by Carl's performance at all. This kid always pretended to be an adult, and was very considerate and spoke directly.

That's great, it's comfortable communicating with Carl.

"Minerva told me that you are organizing an interesting study with students and may need some help."

Carl tasted the taste of butter beer, um, the taste is far from cola, a bit like yogurt.

"Yes, professor, I consulted Professor McGonagall about transformation, and she agreed to tutor me."

"Can you tell me about your plan?"

"You can understand it as a puppet commanded by a wizard. Of course, it is not limited to the shape of a person. It can be many magical creatures, and the wizard can command them to fight."

"It's kind of like wizard chess, isn't it?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard and nodded.

"Not quite. I imagine that the battle will be more free, limited within the sight of the wizard, and the size of the doll will not be much larger than this wine glass. In the future, there will be a space bag for everyone to carry."

"Sounds more interesting than wizard chess, those pieces are so regular."

Carl became more energetic as he talked, anyway, the old man would secretly observe, so he simply explained it clearly to prevent the elderly from sleeping badly.

"That's not all. The magical creature dolls each have unique skills. I plan to set them with 1 to 3 skills, such as Phoenix, which has recovery, deterrence, and fire."

"The dolls borrow the images of the legendary wizards that have been circulated in ancient times, and each has 2-3 skills, so that everyone will have more possibilities and richer combinations in the battle."

Dumbledore's eyes gradually shimmered, very wonderful and imaginative.

"I imagine that if the loser will be forced to transfer the ownership of the doll by the winner, this will increase the challenge and allow everyone to try more combinations and more innovative battle ideas."

"It's not very friendly, and the kids who lose will be sad."

"Professor, I'm not talking about all the puppets. 5 wins out of 3 rounds. Randomly choose one of the 5 puppets on the field. Everyone has a chance. The winner needs to be rewarded, and the loser will not suffer heavy losses."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, he could already foresee the popularity of this kind of doll.

"Mr. Carl, do you mind if I participate in the development of your doll in the name of the school?"

Dumbledore looked at Carl with a smile.

Karl was really confused, what the hell!Dumbledore wants a stake! !
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