Hogwarts starts with stealing power

The next morning, Lin Xia's biological clock automatically woke her up. She took out several suitcases from her small bag and used magic with her wand for the first time.

"Package spell." Her wand circled gracefully in the air, circling the things and places she wanted to pack.

A wave of magic swept over, and Lin Xia quickly felt the power of this magic. Although it was only a small area, the whole tree house was almost shaking under the influence of the magic.

The suitcase opened automatically, and items jumped out one by one, and were stored according to the owner's usage habits.

Lin Xia frowned. It would naturally be stronger to recite the spell with a wand than without a wand. She was not at the point where she didn't need a signal amplifier.

But.

Obviously, the small breakthrough in the food realm has improved her wizard qualifications slightly, causing her to be unable to use her power finely and accurately, and a lot of energy has been wasted.

She wanted to spend only a small part of her magic power, but this time she drew out one-third of her magic power.

Lin Xia looked at the clock that was automatically hung up. It was half past six in the morning.

She changed into the Hufflepuff uniform that the prefect had distributed last night and decided to go out for a morning run, using her own way to exercise her fine manipulation of magic.

Lin Xia's method was very simple. The best way to get familiar with magic was to exhaust it and then slowly recover it, deepening her control of magic as she recovered little by little.

The first time she ran, she did not use a wand, but waved her hand in the air, continuously sending out dozens of "cleaning up" until her magic was exhausted.

In the process of slowly recovering, she began to squeeze the recovered magic and adjust the intensity of use little by little.

When she ran the second time, the brand-new fine manipulation of magic had been memorized by her body again.

At this time, Lin Xia ran to a relatively deep place.

Suddenly, she paused and found a yellow and black gift box on the grass.

Lin Xia looked around, and there was only the chirping of birds around. They stood on the branches, and their black bean-like eyes looked at her curiously, and tilted their heads.

She squatted down and opened the gift box, and suddenly realized: "So this is the gift the class leader mentioned?"

The gift box contained the Hufflepuff schedule and a large box of feed. This was magic feed, which cats, dogs, birds, badgers, etc. all loved to eat.

There was also a small note in the box. Lin Xia picked it up and read: "The magic feed has some ingredients, which may attract other magical creatures. Good luck."

Lin Xia thought this might be a little prank by a senior sister. If she really wanted to prank the other person, she would not write down the label instructions in advance.

Coincidentally, she was also very curious about what magical creatures there were in this forest.

Lin Xia simply sprinkled the feed while running, and used the magic wand to clean it up continuously.

She felt that after waving and cleaning it up, the air around her seemed to be a little fresher. I don’t know if it was her illusion.

After running for about half an hour, she began to return to the tree house, and a lot of magical creatures were following her.

One of the magical creatures was particularly domineering, that was a little white cat.

It must be the first to follow her and eat the first bite of feed she sprinkled. Other creatures must follow it and pick up the leftovers.

If a creature wants to cross it, it will stand up, enter a fighting posture, swing a fierce meow fist, and shout an angry roar.

What a domineering little white cat!

Lin Xia admired in her heart. Sure enough, cats all have fighting blood, whether they are big cats or small cats.

When she returned to the tree house, she was fully familiar with the power of the wizard's qualifications after the change.

Lin Xia stood at the door and thought for a while, then knocked on the wooden door with her wand, and the magic mark appeared.

She waved her wand and wrote——

[Golden Wooden House, Resident: Lin Xia]

After opening the door, a white figure jumped flexibly from behind her, jumped into the wooden house, jumped onto the sofa in a few jumps, scratched his ears with his hind paws, and called her softly.

"Meow~"

Lin Xia shook her head: "Little guy, I'm not suitable to raise you."

She didn't lie. This time when she came to Hogwarts, she didn't bring a pet. She only brought an owl for delivering letters, which was usually raised in the eagle tower.

The wizarding world has too many magical means to monitor a person, including pets. She has too many secrets and is not suitable for raising a pet.

The kitten seemed to understand her words and meowed at her a few times in a baby voice. The clear blue eyes seemed to say: "I'm very good."

Lin Xia sighed and didn't dare to move, for fear that she couldn't help but stroke the cat and then couldn't stop.

Suddenly, the mark of the scale of fate on her wrist was slightly hot and looming.

Lin Xia lowered her eyes and felt in her mind that the scale of fate had a second function. No, to be precise, it should be a derivative version of the first function.

The biggest function of the scale of fate is sacrifice. She can gain power from the sacrifice. If the sacrifice is strong enough, it can also condense related wonders.

As for the ability to turn the tables, that is her ability, and it may be an ability that only the Lord of the Scales possesses, but it is not a function of the Scales of Fate.

At present, her ability to turn the tables has not yet appeared, and she has to operate carefully in the wizarding world. Moreover, the ability to turn the tables is not omnipotent. If the gap is too large, the turn will still fail.

Now, the Scales of Fate has developed a second function, which is divided into complete sacrifice, soul sacrifice, and energy sacrifice based on sacrifice.

She used the soul of Myrtle to kill the basilisk, which was a complete sacrifice, and the basilisk finally died completely.

At the same time, Lin Xia also sensed that if the sacrificed object did not resist, she could freely control the strength of the sacrifice and gain insight into the secrets of the sacrificed object, including its soul.

A thoughtful look flashed across her eyes, she looked at the little white cat, and suddenly smiled.

"It seems that you are a very special magical creature."

Since all her memories were awakened, this was the first time that the scale of fate had moved in her body, and it was just for a cat?

Lin Xia walked over, scratched the little white cat's chin, and looked into its azure eyes.

Her amber eyes seemed to reflect a golden lake, in which a huge snake monster swam peacefully.

"Relax your mind, don't resist, and open your heart."

The next moment, a rusty bronze scale appeared in front of Lin Xia.

The little white cat's soul was pulled out of its body and placed on the right end of the scale, while she stood on the left end of the scale.

The little white cat swung up quickly, but did not seem panicked, and looked at Lin Xia quietly.

"Soul sacrifice."

When this thought flashed through Lin Xia's mind, she felt the little white cat's soul open to her.

In the depths of its soul, there was a very weak, almost invisible cat that kept changing between black and white.

Lin Xia controlled the strength of the sacrifice, imprinted her own breath into its soul, and ended the sacrifice.

The scales of fate slowly dissipated, and Lin Xia noticed that the bronze rust on the scales seemed to have faded a little.

The little white cat lay listlessly on the sofa, with its ears drooping.

Lin Xia held it in her arms, and the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Yang Records" on her body spontaneously operated, transferring some of the energy to the little white cat, and it immediately became energetic.

She tried it again with magic power, and the little white cat could also absorb magic power, but it obviously preferred the energy of the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Yang Records".

Perhaps because of the connection with her breath, it easily accepted this energy.

"Knock knock!"

A gray-brown spotted skylark, holding a letter in its mouth, knocked on her wooden window.

Baby, I've been begging you to read my novel these past two days. Don't let me not even have a chance to compete with you, okay? (*)