days at Hogwarts

Chapter 53 New Week

The party wasn't just about cheering Loren four, but more importantly, the cubs found a reason to make up for the interrupted Halloween revelry.

The laughter continued until late at night, until Professor McGonagall's voice came from outside the door, "Celebrations are allowed, but in moderation!"

Professor McGonagall did not come in, the voice was blessed [loud voice], and Professor McGonagall's words were spinning in the lounge.

Percy woke up with a start and shouted in response, "Got it, Professor McGonagall!"

"Everyone! Come here today, there is still class tomorrow!"

Percy began to organize the little lion cubs to return to their dormitories one after another. They also heard Professor McGonagall's words, and everyone laughed and went upstairs to rest. Today is already very happy.

George and Fred give Loren a high five as they pass by:
"Thank you!"

"We went to the kitchen to get the food."

Another sentence per person, the movements of the twins are always very synchronized.

"You guys go to bed early, too." Percy stayed at the end, said a word, and went upstairs.

Loren Hermione and Harry Ron were the only ones left in the living room. They were sitting in front of the fireplace, the firewood was beating, the warm light of the fire reflected on their faces, and the red reflections from their eyes.

This was the first time the four of them got together alone after Halloween, and no one spoke for a while.

"Guys! We've had a great adventure!"

Loren broke the silence, winking at a few people, "Tell me who is the troll warrior?"

Hermione and Harry couldn't help laughing at Loren's antics.

"I want to apologize to you."

Ron didn't smile, he finally relaxed when he was alone, opened up his heart, and revealed his guilt, which he finally found a chance to say to several people.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be in danger."

"Like I said, Dumbledore couldn't have predicted the accident." Loren thought that no one could be blamed for this incident, and he didn't avoid it even if he knew the plot.

Hermione nodded, she thought that if she pursued it, she might still be wrong.

Harry put his hand on Ron's shoulder, "We're life and death brothers now."

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

After bidding farewell to Hermione, the three boys returned to the dormitory and went to bed one after another.

After a few days, Loren finally touched the book of fantasy again.

Before entering the book of fantasy, Loren looked around, feeling that something was missing.

Loren sat up and looked at Harry, "Today is Sunday, right?"

Harry didn't know why Loren asked that, he hesitated, "Yes, right."

Loren turned to look at Ron again, "Tomorrow Monday, there will be Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, right?"

Ron also hesitated, "Yes, right?"

On Monday, the first period in the morning is McGonagall's transfiguration class, so that's right.

Loren thought clearly, "Have you finished your Transfiguration class homework?"

Harry and Ron became panicked. They were used to leaving their homework until the weekend, but they had been lying in the infirmary these days without thinking about it.

The two expertly shouted in despair: "Help!"

"Tut!" Loren clicked his tongue, the taste is right, the taste is right, otherwise it always feels like something is missing.

After lending homework to the two of them, Loren returned to the bed, tucked into the quilt, and pointed to the icon of the duel room. Looking at the silvery white light in Flamel's eyes on the picture, Loren felt a sense of security in his heart.

In the book of fantasy, the fluttering Flamel listened quietly to Loren's account of the experience of Halloween, his eyebrows were knit together, showing a thoughtful expression: "The magic riot left a black spot on the troll's nose. imprint."

"I don't have any relevant information in my memory, but it's the spell you perfected at a critical moment. I'm very interested."

"Show it!"

Loren took out his wand, eager to try, looked around, but there was no target, and looked at Flamel tentatively, "Is it facing you?"

"of course."

Flamel floated in the air, raised his head and spread his arms, as if welcoming something, his body glowed with white light.

"[Thunderbolt Cave Opens]"

Loren didn't hesitate at all, he didn't think he could cause Flamel any harm.The tip of the wand glowed red and hit Flamel in the chest.

The spell pierced through without the sound of an explosion, and red, blue, green, and yellow lights flowed from Flamel's chest.

After a long time, Flamel opened his eyes, "I can feel that it is derived from [Opening the Door], removing the characteristics about opening the door, and focusing on the effect of blasting through."

"It is a powerful enough spell, and it will have a good effect in many situations."

Loren looked excited, "Is this my own magic spell?"

Flamel shook his head, "The creation of a spell should be to master the principle of magic power, preset the desired effect, and then design a complete spell-casting action, the way the magic power works, and the spell is just a representation."

"There is no shortage of talented people in the history of magic. They also created some spells in a similar way, but they have not been passed down."

"Loren, don't be proud. The real magic spell will be tested and passed down by generations of wizards and time."

Loren wasn't too disappointed. It was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. "Then how about this spell? Is it a good spell?"

Flamel was silent for a while, thinking about what to say, and finally decided to be blunt, "Garbage curse, if you want to pursue explosion, then the classic [Thunderbolt Explosion] is more suitable and more powerful. If you want to pursue penetration , should use sharp features instead of explosions."

"Hmph, I don't know what true happiness is at all."

Loren is not as knowledgeable as Flamel. One day, this spell will dominate the little wizard and become everyone's childhood memory.

……

On Monday, in the transformation class in the morning.

Harry and Ron pushed open their eyelids, and there were obvious bloodshot eyes.

Hermione shook her head in disgust, "How long have you boys been playing back?"

Loren's voice was full of schadenfreude, "It's not us. The two of them just remembered that they didn't do their homework for Transfiguration class before going to bed. I don't know how long it took to write it."

Harry and Ron heard the conversation between the two people next to them, but the two of them had no urge to talk at all. They just hoped to get through get out of class as soon as possible and go back to catch up on sleep.

Professor McGonagall stood on the podium and saw Harry and Ron, who were sluggish and had red and swollen eyes.

"You are still new students, you shouldn't learn some bad habits! When you encounter something, you should inform the professor as soon as possible, instead of being self-righteous and acting indiscriminately! In addition, the school allows you to live after school, but it should not affect the class! "

Professor McGonagall said, waving his wand to turn the lecture table into a squealing fat pig.

The students below did not dare to make a sound, they sat upright, looking at the serious Professor McGonagall.

"Maybe it's time to turn some people into parchment and copy the school rules on him 100 times!"

Ron trembled with fright, and was very energetic until the end of get out of class, not daring to doze off.

After class, several people walked together in the corridor.People from other colleges were full of curiosity about the four troll-slaying warriors, and occasionally students passing by greeted them.

Ron said solemnly: "In the name of the troll-slaying warrior, I swear that the first thing I do when I wake up is to do the homework for the transformation class. I will never stay up late the night before to do my homework again. If I can't do it, I will be a giant." Strange!"

Harry nodded in agreement. It would be impossible to stay up late the night before to make up his homework in the future.

……

On the table.

Ron gave the owl the letter he wrote to his mother, patted the owl's wings, and let it fly.

Harry was curious, "What did you tell Aunt Molly?"

"The troll slipped into the school. With the help of his friends, the heroic Ron Weasley wiped out the troll." Ron calmly put the chicken leg into his mouth with a natural expression.

Loren nodded, yes, you know how to write.

After hearing this, Harry was also very calm, "You could keep half of your butt, but now you probably can't keep it."

"Hey, Harry!"

Ron exclaimed, "Then what should I say, I almost became a troll's feces, I lay in a hospital bed for three days, and I have to go to Madam Pomfrey for a review next week?"

"That way, tomorrow you can see my mom spanking me in the lobby."

(End of this chapter)