Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 478 Phoenix Incarnation Plus Edition!

The blazing sun was burning the earth.

But in the castle of Nottingham Forest, there were people who did not hide in the cool castle or under the shade of trees.

Instead, they were in the middle of the stove that was only used in winter.

What was even more surprising was that there were two such people, and they were both women.

There were 8 stoves, each of which was burning with fiery red feathers and crackling.

The two women were one tall and one short, one "fat" and one thin, but the only thing they had in common was that they both had skin as white as snow and did not sweat a drop.

It was as if they were in a cool ice storage or an air-conditioned room in the Muggle world.

And it seemed that the two of them would sit in the stove until the end of time.

However, a clear male voice made the two open their eyes.

"Kate, Penelope, I suddenly have an idea. Do you want to practice with feathers from the same batch?"

"After all, you are not me. It might be better to practice like this." This is a handsome young man who seems to have walked out of a Greek sculpture or ink painting.

He is sitting cross-legged above the two of them, and from time to time he inhales the smoke from the burning stove.

He is like smoking the cigarettes smoked by the two girls below.

"Little brat!!!"

"I just calmed down with great difficulty."

"We won't waste anything here."

"You can just practice Phoenix Incarnation."

"Won't the smoke from the burning Phoenix feathers - well, according to your words, increase your Phoenix Incarnation proficiency?" Kate, who was the most impatient, stood up unhappily.

She didn't pay any attention to Ryan's words at all.

But Penelope was different. She paid attention. "What do you mean by the same batch?"

Ryan flashed to the open space in front of them, shook his gray robe, and talked about the Phoenix Nirvana batch he had just heard from Ollivander.

"Although the feathers burning in the furnaces around you are all Fox's feathers, they are in different batches."

"Maybe it will have an impact on your entry into the Phoenix Incarnation." Ryan waved his hand, and the eight silver-shining furnaces around the two women went out.

The feathers that were not completely burned turned into a ruby-like liquid, and sank into Ryan's body with flames.

Ryan knew the batches.

But he thought he didn't need to pay attention to these during practice.

What's more, Kate and Penelope had body fluids injected by him.

With the help of this human-shaped phoenix, the Phoenix Incarnation should be able to get started quickly.

But he forgot that what he taught Kate and the others was the Phoenix Incarnation that he had improved many times.

When practicing, you don't even need to recite the long bird-like praises and poems describing the Phoenix.

After getting started, you will also have the magic of the Phoenix and can be transformed into a real Phoenix in a short time.

Although this new version of the Phoenix Incarnation cannot be used to obtain immortality, if the wizard who learns it is powerful, it is inevitable that he can find a way to prolong his life.

It is precisely because of this that Kate and Penelope, whose magical attainments are already ridiculously high, cannot quickly get started even though they often consume Ryan's body fluids.

You know, Ryan's body fluids are the best potions for transforming the body.

Compared with this, the potion that Harry brewed is simply the difference between an elephant and an ant.

In this regard, Fleur, who relied on it to open her veela blood to the point where she could send and receive freely, can speak for herself.

Thinking of this, Ryan couldn't help but think of Fleur.

Her lips, and every inch of her skin, seemed to be burned by fire after being touched, which was very stimulating.

And this was before her veela blood was developed. Now, if she doesn't control her charm, it's no exaggeration to say that a glance can make people enter the sage mode.

Even Ryan could only lean on the wall to get out.

The last person who could do this was only Nagini.

But Nagini added physical attack, while Fleur added magic attack.

"What are you thinking about, little brat?" Kate looked at her own mediocrity and Penelope's ups and downs.

No leaks?

But as Ryan's old wife, she was sure that Ryan must be thinking about something lewd.

Penelope also looked at Ryan suspiciously.

"Nothing."

"I just saw Potter and Weasley make a fool of themselves." Ryan waved his hand, and the scene came to Diagon Alley.

Harry and Ron were standing in a building that looked like a dictionary lying flat.

Even the material looked like it was made of paper and leather.

The entrance to this building was on the spine of the book, and the following words were ironed on both sides: Flourish and Blotts Bookstore sold exquisite books in 125 BC.

Harry and Ron were arguing.

"It's all your fault. You insisted on going to the store to see it, so we had to spend a lot of money to check and maintain the wand." Harry rubbed his messy hair with one hand.

"But it also made me meet a new friend."

"And, Harry, do you dare to deny that our wands have become more shiny?" Ron pulled out his wand and rubbed it with his face.

The wizards around him took their hands out of their pockets after seeing this.

Harry dared to guarantee that the wizards around him had their hands on their wands just now.

Because Ron's behavior just now was like taking out a pistol on the street.

If not for the fact that everyone in the magic world has a "gun" and wears a "bulletproof vest".

Harry suspected that Ron would be killed by a colorful beam of magic the moment he drew out his wand.

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"Ron, let's not talk about what happened just now."

"But we've been out for so long now."

"What if Mrs. Weasley finds us?"

"Why don't we just go back?"

"There's nothing to see in Flourish and Blotts." Harry hadn't finished speaking when he was pulled into the bookstore by Ron.

"Are you sure?" Ron pointed to the corner.

In the original Flourish and Blotts, there was a window display, which usually displayed spell books as big as floor tiles with golden embossing.

But now these books are gone, replaced by a large iron cage with about a hundred books.

These books are locked together, wrestling furiously, biting and fighting aggressively, and broken pages flying everywhere.

"Merlin!"

"These books are simply-"

"I don't know which unlucky people will buy them." Harry walked in and took a look.

These books looked good, beautiful, with green covers and golden titles printed on them: "Monster Book of Monsters".

But when they moved, they definitely wouldn't make people want to buy them, they looked like some kind of weird crabs.

The manager on the side saw Harry approaching and hurried forward.

"Hogwarts, right?"

"Please move aside." The manager said impatiently, pushing Harry aside.

He put on a pair of very thick gloves, picked up a very thick, knotty cane, and walked towards the iron cage containing "Monster Book of Monsters".

"Harry, it seems that we are the unlucky ones." Ron poked Harry.