My Hogwarts Day

Lying on the bed, Richard recalled the process of the night, thinking about how he could improve his magic routine.

First of all, there are still relatively few magic skills. More precisely, it should be that when it comes to battle, I don't know how to choose magic, and I don't have a fighting concept that I have formed.

The second is the lack of means to defeat the enemy, that is, the lack of skills to destroy the enemy. Let’s talk about the giant monster this time, Richard’s magic basically has little effect on it.

Suddenly, Richard thought that there is a black magic that can be learned in Hogwarts, and the power is not small.

By the way, there are certain dangers in learning black magic, it is best to learn to counter-spell first, and you can go to the library to have a look tomorrow.

Time slowly passed in Richard's cranky thoughts, and with the confusion of thoughts, Richard also slowly entered the dream.

After waking up the next day, there was no class in the morning, so Richard came to the library early and found related magic books about rapid healing.

After reading it in detail, Richard feels that this spell is not difficult, but it should require a lot of practice to master it.

Where to practice, and how to practice, you can't hurt yourself first and then practice. He doesn't have the tendency of self-abuse, let alone hurt others, so he will be fired easily.

Just like that, Richard fell into deep thought.

"Do you want to learn healing spells? Then you should go to Madam Pomfrey."

Hermione, who was doing homework on the side, saw Richard's struggle, and said casually.

"She is a school doctor, so she should be very good at healing spells."

That's right, just go directly to Madam Pomfrey. Now that I'm a young wizard, or a Muggle-born wizard, it's normal to be interested in healing spells. Why have I fallen into a misunderstanding.

Thinking of this, Richard rubbed Hermione's hair excitedly, and ran out of the library in the face of Mrs. Pince's glare before he was about to be beaten.

After coming to the school's infirmary, find Mrs. Pomfrey, the school doctor, and tell her that she wants to learn the magic of quick healing.

Madam Pomfrey still welcomes little wizards who want to learn healing spells. After all, she is the only school doctor in the school, and most of the little wizards are naughty and often get injured. Now that there is a free labor force, it is naturally more welcome, and in During the meal, I also heard other professors discuss Richard, a talented young wizard, even more talented than the Dark Lord whose name cannot be mentioned.

A wizard is also a human being, he also needs to eat, and he has a family. It is impossible to refuse a good relationship with a young wizard with a bright future.

In this way, one taught attentively, the other studied hard, and together with the cooperation of the little Hogwarts wizards, a steady stream of experimental subjects came to practice for Richard, and soon Richard mastered the quick healing skillfully.

This also allowed Madam Pomfrey to see that Richard's talent is really terrifying. If she only wanted to better Richard before, now she herself has a heart of love for talent.

"Mr. Harris, you are indeed the most talented student in the history of Hogwarts. Although the healing spell is easy to learn, it is still difficult to master it. But you must know that the healing spell or the healing system is extensive and profound, not only If you are interested, you can study it carefully. Professor Snape is the youngest master of potions. There are only a handful of people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the field of potions. Even Professor Dumbledore is far behind. Not as good as Snape's."

"Okay, Madam Pomfrey, I will study hard." For Madam Pomfrey's sincere suggestion, Richard accepted humbly.

Then the two made an agreement that every Saturday Richard could come to the infirmary whenever he had time, and learn the magic spell of the healing system as the school doctor's assistant.

Now that the anti-curse has been mastered, you can learn the black magic-Shenfeng Wuying Curse.

That's right, the spell that was recorded in the potions textbook of the Half-Blood Prince (Snape in the second edition).

However, during the last Potions class, Richard arrived early and left late, and he searched through more than half of the cabinets but still couldn't find the diary.

Could it be that it was specially prepared for Harry Potter? Richard thought desperately, he was looking for this Potions class, if he still couldn't find it, he could only think of a way.

Soon, it was time for Potions class again.

Richard came to the classroom ahead of time, and when he saw that no one had come, he quickly ran to the cabinet and began to look through the books.

In Richard's uneasy mood, he finally found the "Advanced Potion Making".

Richard opened the cover tremblingly, and saw the familiar words "This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince".

Finally found it, Richard clenched his fists excitedly, looked around, and put the book into the storage after making sure no one saw it.

Richard didn't know how to take the rest of the class, he just wanted to go back to the dormitory at night to take a good look at the spell

Although Richard eagerly waited for get out of class to end, yes, he waited for get out of class to end before it even started.

However, in order to make a good impression on Snape, he still carefully completed the potion refining in class. After checking Richard's potion, Professor Snape nodded in a way that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and then added 1 point to Ravenclaw .

If it weren't for Richard's hope that he could learn potions from Snape in the future, horror would immediately make him face (mainly because he was cowardly).

Thinking about the book in the book, Richard was in a good mood and kept smiling at Snape. If Terry hadn't touched him, he might not have laughed out loud.

It might be the first time that Professor Snape saw a student smile at him, he tightened his ass, and quickly moved away from Richard, and when he walked away, he squinted at Richard, as if he saw something unclean.

The corners of Richard's smiling mouth froze immediately.

Finally, when the get out of class was over, the little wizards ran away from the potion classroom like wild horses running wild.

Even Professor Snape hastened his departure when he saw that Richard was still packing his things.

Richard also quickly packed up his things and went to the auditorium.

During the meal, Richard still couldn't help laughing and eating. He had already given up hope, but he still got it unexpectedly. This kind of lost and recovered mood is always pleasant.

In the afternoon class, Richard didn't know how he got it, but he kept thinking about the books in the storage.

When dinner was over, Hermione came over.

"They all said you were drugged by Snape, you became stupid, and now you laugh at everyone, there's nothing wrong with you, right?"

"Of course I have no problem, and Professor Snape is a good man, why would he drug students."

"Me. I just figured out a problem, so I'm in a good mood and I'm fine. Well, I'm a little sleepy now and I'm going back to the dormitory. Goodbye."

Before he finished speaking, Richard couldn't help smiling again, and then ran back to the dormitory regardless of Hermione's eyes looking foolish.

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