Elijah's Journey to the Worlds

"Ah, I'm sorry, you all saw that, I didn't chant or cast spells, it was really just a fire, after all, I used an elder wand, so I don't know when it would fire... Of course, it caused I will definitely compensate for such a big damage, there are [-] Galleons here, if it’s not enough, you can come to me anytime~”

"Crash-"

A full [-] golden coins fell on the floor, exuding a seductive brilliance under the candlelight, almost blinding everyone.

"hiss--"

There was another squeak of inhalation.

"This, this is too rich, isn't it?!"

Illya is still pretending to be innocent: "Don't worry, I won't default on my debt, if it really doesn't work, I'll take my robe as a mortgage, it's all made of the tail hair of a unicorn cub, it can be It is completely immune to black magic below the higher level, and also has high resistance to other magic. It is specially made by Mrs. Mokin's robe specialty store. The price is [-] gold Galleons.

"......"

Everyone's eyes are about to pop out, and they have never heard of a robe of seventy-seven thousand gold Galleons.

Especially for a Weasley family whose copper Turners are split in half, this is an unimaginably astronomical number.

So, when Illya finished speaking, turned and walked towards the long table in Gryffindor, Ron looked at her as if he had seen God.

This damn rich man...I want to be her friend!

"Ahem, I'll put away these golden Galleons first, Miss Ilya, please keep your wand as safe as possible... Let me say a few words..."

It wasn't until Dumbledore got up to speak that the deadly silent auditorium regained its vigour.

"Oh my God! Illya! You were so cool just now!" Hermione pulled Illya, her face flushed with excitement.

"It's okay, I just hate trouble~" Illya shrugged, then elegantly cut a piece of Cornish beef pie with a knife and fork, and stuffed it into her mouth.

At this moment, only food can calm her depressed mood.

"This beef pie tastes good, it tastes like my hometown." Arturia's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Really, then I'll eat more!"

There is no need to wait until the dinner party is over. After such a fuss, Illya became famous without any surprise.

Regardless of wealth or strength, he slays top pure-blooded nobles like Malfoy in all directions, and his temperament and appearance are even more impeccable.So in the days to come, not only will she be greeted by others wherever she goes, but she will even... receive love letters... a lot of that!

Chapter 45 I Want To Make Them Honest

"???"

"What's wrong with you, Elijah?"

Hermione couldn't help but be confused when she looked at Illya's scary black face.

After all, this is the UK. Even if you don't like each other, it should be a happy thing to receive a love letter, which proves your charm.

"It's nothing, I just want to concentrate on studying, these things will only affect the speed of my study..." Illya explained, and threw these dozens of love letters into the fireplace.

It's only one night, there are so many love letters!this is too scary!

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, the Transfiguration class is about to start, let's hurry over there!"

Illya nodded. Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class was one of the magic she was most interested in, and she certainly didn't want to be late.But seriously, if it wasn't for Hermione, she'd probably be lost.

The ever-changing staircase at Hogwarts is just too much of a hassle.

"It's like giving them an Arvada to eat a big melon to make them honest..."

"hiss!"

Hermione seemed to hear something, and her big eyes seemed to widen again.

In the spacious classroom, Ron and Harry, the two guys who were not very smart, were late without any surprises.

"Phew! Fortunately, Professor McGonagall hasn't arrived yet, otherwise it will be miserable if she finds out that we are late..." Ron muttered breathlessly.

Then, before he could finish speaking, he saw the cat squatting on the podium suddenly transformed into the appearance of Professor McGonagall.With that stern expression, Ron almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Uh...that's so handsome..."

"Hehe... Thank you for your comment, Mr. Weasley, but I think the most important thing for you now is to find a seat." Professor McGonagall said with a self-confessed wit, but the words that came out of her mouth always gave People have a weird feeling of laughing and not laughing.

Then, Ilya, who was concentrating on eating melons...studying, became depressed.

The classroom is not big, and there are not many seats. Except for the table occupied by her and Hermione, only the Slytherin side has seats. Obviously, it is impossible for the two of them to sit on the Slytherin side.

"Well, can we sit here?"

Illya glanced at Ron, who had a silly face, and hummed softly. I am afraid that even Neville could hear the dissatisfaction and rejection.

"Sit at the same table with two guys, what if I get infected and become stupid?"

Ron and Harry looked at each other and sat beside Illya.

As a result, I don't know if it was a psychological effect. As soon as they sat down, they felt that the temperature around them dropped by more than ten degrees. The thin summer robes on their bodies couldn't stop the chill at all, causing them to shrink their necks unconsciously.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall walked back to the podium and started to give a formal lecture that the chill dissipated a little.

"Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous spell you will ever have at Hogwarts. Anyone who tries to be mischievous in my class, I will ask him out and never let him come back... Next, first Let me test you, who can tell me how the levels of Transfiguration are divided-"

Just as Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Hermione raised her arm high with a hand speed that even Illya couldn't match.

"This... must have been single for 80 years, right?"