time at hogwarts

There was Snape's Potions class today. To be honest, Magos was a little excited. He didn't even look at the teacher's chair during the sorting ceremony. He kept thinking about chatting with the Sorting Hat for a while. Last time we met It was a pity that Dumbledore had forgotten to ask about the Sorting Hat.

This morning he called Harry and Ron many times but couldn't wake them up. Seeing that the others were about to leave for breakfast, he had no choice but to kick them both out of bed.

"What happened, what happened..." Harry, who didn't know what he was dreaming about, jumped up in fright, opened his eyes that were like decorations without glasses, and waved the pillow around.

"Harry, Harry, put on your glasses and change clothes." Magos looked down at Ron, who was still awake, and sighed.

"Oh, oh, it's you, Magos, I know." Harry sighed and fumbled for his glasses.

"Ron, Ron, wake up." Magos patted his face hard.

"What's wrong? Magos." Ron opened his eyes a thin slit and said drowsily.

"If you still want to go to class, get up quickly. What time is it? Everyone is leaving."

"Oh, okay." He stood up with his eyes closed, picked up his clothes and put them on.

"Harry, why does my mouth hurt so much? I feel like it's swollen." Ron covered his cheek and ate breakfast with difficulty.

"Maybe it happened while you were asleep." Magos said before Harry could.

"But why do I feel like I was beaten?"

"That's your illusion..." Harry subconsciously touched his face after hearing this, thankful that he was awake.

"Ok."

At this time a group of owls flew in, and Hedwig brought Harry a note. After reading it, Harry happily invited Magos, Ron and Hermione to Hagrid's. However, Magos and Hermione declined. They Prepare to go to the library in the afternoon.

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The potions class is in an underground classroom, which is cooler than the main castle building above. There are glass jars along the wall, and the animal specimens soaked in them will make you shiver even more.When Gryffindor and Slytherin were sitting in the classroom, the door suddenly opened, and Snape walked quickly to the podium with a serious face.

"I'm Snape. Now let's see if everyone is here." He said and looked at the classroom coldly. Everyone involuntarily avoided his sight. He paused for a moment on Harry and Magos. .

After the class started, he asked Harry a few questions without any answers and then sarcastically mocked them in public for a long time. At the same time, he deducted ten points from Harry, deducting all the bonus points Magos had received this week.

"Will, come to my office." He put away the textbooks and walked out of the classroom.Harry and Ron gathered around Snape as he walked out.

"Why did he want you to come over?" Harry asked worriedly, Ron also had a look of pity, and only Hermione, who knew the reason, curled her lips.

"Don't worry, it's okay, Malfoy." He casually stopped Malfoy, who was just laughing at his misfortune.

The King Kongs on both sides of Malfoy couldn't help but tremble when they saw Magos coming over, and Malfoy was also a little trembling.

"I...tell you...this is...a school, and I can do the spells you know. I'm not afraid of you."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble for you. We are also poker buddies after all." After saying that, he glanced at Hermione carefully who was packing her things. Seeing that his attention was not here, she whispered to him: "Last time That poker card is fun." Malfoy was about to put on a dismissive expression, "Of course, if you're not interested, forget it, I originally wanted to make something interesting with you."

"What?" Malfoy asked curiously, suppressing his half-showed expression.

"It's just..." He said a few words in Malfoy's ear, and Malfoy's eyes suddenly opened wide.

"But... this is against school rules."

"Just tell me, if you don't want to participate, forget it."

"Those things are not something we, first-year wizards, can do." Malfoy was a little anxious. He was very interested in what Magos said.

"Otherwise, why would it be spread in school? It's too simple and not challenging." McGoss said nonchalantly.

"Okay." Malfoy gritted his teeth. "I attended."

"Then wish us success!" Magos smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione put away her things and glanced at them suspiciously.

"Nothing, I'm going to Professor Sleep first, bye." He said and ran out without waiting for Hermione and the others to reply.

"What did he say to you?" Hermione had to order Malfoy.

"Who am I to tell you?" Malfoy glanced at her with disdain.Harry and Ron rushed over to argue with him.Goyle and Crabbe were no longer timid at this time, standing on both sides like door gods...

"Professor Snape."

Magos walked into Snape's underground office.

"Here are your notes and potions." Snape coldly pushed the things on the table in front of him.

"I wrote to you before and told you that I didn't make the negative elixir you mentioned according to your notes." Seeing Magos nod, "I drank a drop of this potion."

"You drank it!!" Magos looked at him in surprise.

He nodded expressionlessly, "Only by experiencing it personally can you have a deep understanding of a potion."

"Then..." He looked at him curiously.

"The effect is similar to what you said, completely uncontrollable, and if you drink the liquid, not only the physical body will be destabilized, but the magic power will also be destabilized."

"Can you tell me?" McGoss didn't care whether he was a professor or not. Curiosity and thirst for knowledge took over everything in him.

Snape looked at him coldly and nodded.

"I only drank one drop, and the effect was not great. I kept using magic spells that day. The most powerful one was about two levels higher than my strongest magic power, and the smallest one was two levels lower, but most of them were It’s lower than normal strength.”

"But this is wrong, Professor." Magos told the story of the battle last year.

"You mean you cast a spell equivalent to the standards of an adult wizard?" Snape frowned and looked at him.

"Is there any other reason?" He muttered to himself. "You go back, I will study it later. By the way, this is for you." As he said that, he took out a golden potion from under the table.

"Is this... a blessing elixir?"

Snape didn't speak and looked like he was thinking about his own business. Magos was not polite either. He carefully put away the elixir of good fortune and the elixir of negativity, picked up his notes and left silently.

After he closed the door and went out, Snape stared at the place he left and pondered something.

"It seems that the magic potion is only an aid, your body is the key..."

Magos returned to the Gryffindor common room happily. He couldn't be happier to get a bottle of Felixir for free.

"Hey Hermione, want to go to dinner?" Hermione was the only one in the common room.

"I'm not going, you have to go by yourself." Unexpectedly, Hermione yelled at him and ran back to the dormitory. Magos was inexplicably stunned for a moment, and most of his joy disappeared. He went back to the bed to get it. The notes on the parchment left.

Magos found several books about ancient tribes in the library.It took me a long time to find a few words from a book that almost no one read.

The book introduces that almost everyone in the ancient tribe is a wizard, but the source of their power is very strange. The strong ones have almost infinite magic power, and the weak ones, even adult wizards, may not be able to use a few magic spells. It is said that the source of their power About monsters, but this statement is just speculation, and there is no clear record that they obtained magic power from monsters.Finally, Magos opened the last few pages, which were all translations of the tribe's words.But it wasn't much. Magos picked up the book and faced the thin and elderly Mrs. Pince.

"What!! You want to lend the book out." Mrs. Pingsi became angry inexplicably.

"Yes, I need to borrow this book. If it can't be borrowed, please tell me which book can be borrowed." Magos looked at the woman in front of him calmly, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

She took a big breath.

"Name, college." She said unwillingly.

"Magos Will, Gryffindor."

"I remember you, Mr. Will. If this book is damaged in the slightest, I will definitely make you regret lending it out."

When he was about to walk out of the library, he turned to Mrs. Pince and said: "Mrs. Pince, I think it's time for you to find a man to marry. Otherwise, it will be bad for your health if you can't vent your desires, even if you are menopausal. A woman wouldn't want to be so irritable like you." After saying that, he quickly rubbed oil on his soles and ran out.

A few seconds later, a huge scream rang out in the library, and the sound of anger, embarrassment, and disbelief could be heard throughout the fourth floor.Then Mrs. Pince ran out of the library for the first time, but Magos was nowhere to be seen.

"Whoops, whoops." Magos ran back to the lounge in one breath.There was no one inside, and Hermione didn't know if she was still in the dormitory. He hesitated, walked over and put his ear on the door, but couldn't hear anything.

"Forget it, I'll ask her what happened after dinner." After muttering to himself, he returned to his bed, picked up the book, and started translating word by word.The number of words he now knows is six, and now he has started to check further, and he has gained nearly half of the words, but these words are not consecutive and difficult to understand.He could only use notes to write down the words one by one in order.

Grant, god, power, blood, monster, weak, power, infinite, newborn, god, link, heart, agree, share, resist, persist. The last sentence he could barely guess was that if he succeeded, he would gain extremely powerful power. And if you fail, you will die. The only chance is that you can only use it once. I don’t quite understand what you will die with in the end.He put down the pen and rubbed his head. There was still a small half of the words that could not be translated, but he could roughly guess the meaning.