"There will be a revision later in this chapter, but the plot will not be adjusted, but the transition will be more natural"

"Hope for Understanding"

When Gawain woke up again, it was already two days later on Monday morning.

This is certainly not going to happen.

But Gawain dared to swear at Merlin's bandeau that the weekend had snuck away before he could react.

"Don't be in a daze, Gawain, did you see the new notice?"

Hermione looked at Gawain, who had been listless since the morning, with an unpleasant expression, as she stretched out her arm and fetched a little scrambled egg for herself. Next to her cup of milk, is a book with a yellow cover.

- Quidditch Tracing

"What notice? Did you post it yesterday?" Jane, when are you going to be interested in this kind of sport too?"

Gawain later realized that he had been in the library until late yesterday, and had not found a chance to sneak into the forbidden section until Mrs. Pince drove him away.

Of course, he was out of pure curiosity and wanted to visit this mysterious place.

Absolutely!

There is no intention to see if there is a spell that records "Flames", or information about Rowena Ravenclaw's hell-seeing picture book.

As for Lily Evans' notebook...

He felt the need to bring Snape some cold medicine.

"By the way, Jane, did you know that sneezing too much can make you catch a cold..."

Gawain said with some weakness, after all, there is a lot of content about "Seaver" in the notebook.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about! We're going to have flying lessons this Thursday afternoon! And with Slytherin! For Merlin's sake with his high boots, why would a wizard choose to fly like this?"

Hermione said with some irritation, turning Quidditch to a new page, which recorded the principle of the Quaffle.

It was one of Gawain's most proficient spells, the Aresto Momentum, invented by a witch named Daisy Pennifer to ensure that even if the ball was snatched out of its hands, it would not fall to the ground immediately, but would fall slowly.

In this way, the pursuers do not have to land frequently to pick up the ball, but can fly in the sky all the time without stopping.

"Broomsticks..."

Gawain really didn't expect flying lessons.

"Rather than flying on a broomstick, I think I'd rather put a deceleration charm on my bike or skateboard. ”

He shook his head and said, not paying much attention to it.

Unlike Hermione, Gawain doesn't have such a demanding perfection complex and needs to be first in all subjects. He prefers to choose to do as much research as possible in his favorite subjects to achieve perfection.

On the weekends, he spent a lot of time experimenting with many spells and discovering many interesting ways to use them.

It's a pity that until now, his Transfiguration has not worked when it turns matches into needles.

Suddenly, many owls flew into the auditorium through the window. They walked from table to table until they found their recipient, or found a little bit of their favorite biscuit or bread for breakfast.

This kind of thing happens almost every morning, but it's always a lot extra on Mondays.

"It's almost time to come. ”

Gawain finished the last bit of omelette and looked at the owls pouring in.

It didn't take much effort for him to find the messenger he was waiting for.

Because it's a really conspicuous team.

There were more than a dozen owls, in groups of four or five, dragging Gawain's packages with great effort. The leader of the team, who was keenly aware of the beckoning to him, excitedly led the other owls to fly low in the air.

"One, two, three, four, it's 2 gold galleons, right?"

Gawain took the bill from under the owl's leg at the head of the team, checked them one by one, and took two gold galleons from his pocket and stuffed them into the small cloth bag around his proud neck.

"For Merlin's sake! I've never seen an owl like this!"

Ron was dumbfounded, not even noticing that the pumpkin juice had been stained on the placket. He is obviously not alone, and such a large posture has already attracted the attention of many people, both students and professors.

"Gawain, what are you doing?" asked Neville hesitantly.

"Do an experiment. I wonder to what extent Muggle stuff can't be used at Hogwarts. If you're interested, you can come along, but we'll have to hurry. ”

Gawain took out his wand, put a slowing spell on each package, and strung it together with a rope.

On Friday, he went to the owl shack and sent three letters with the school owl, one to the post office in Diagon Alley asking them to pick up the goods at home, and one to Colin, who sorted out some of the things he no longer needed.

For very obvious reasons, any electrical appliance that needs to be plugged in cannot be used at Hogwarts, so he can only use batteries or hand-cranked electricity instead.

Gryffindor's common room.

The packages that were originally packaged and complete have been opened one by one, and the contents are neatly classified according to type.

Mechanical watch: Normal use.

Walkie-talkie: can be turned on, but no signal can be received.

Camera: Can shoot, can develop photos normally.

Flashlight: Does not affect the use in the slightest.

Hand-cranked phonograph: It can play the disc, but the disc itself has lost magnetism, and the playback is only pure noise.

As for things like boomerangs, corkscrews, lighters, compasses, boomerangs, etc., which Colin didn't know what he had in mind, and didn't need to use anything related to electricity at all, it didn't matter at all.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Gawain came to a conclusion.

- He can't handle it.

Although the natural science knowledge mastered in elementary school was mixed with a large number of "elective content", it was not enough for Gao Wen to draw conclusions about these clues.

He needs a little off-field assistance.

"Fred, that lighter can be given to you, but don't play around with it here. I don't want Percy to come to me because the common room is burning. ”

Gawain looked at Fred and George, who were excitedly playing with their lighters.

They were fighting excitedly, shaking and dying.

"Hey, Gawain, you have to trust us! we won't pick on someone to do that!"

"But this gadget can start a fire without a fire charm, Muggles are amazing, aren't they?"

The twins feigned disgruntled protest, but reminded Gawain of something very important.

"I'm so stupid, really. ”

Gawain found out that he was an idiot.

While he doesn't know the obviously high-end spell of "Blazing Flames", the Lacarnum Inflamarae is very detailed in Standard Spell: Elementary, and all he needs to do is make the fire bigger.

And as for how to make things bigger...

Gawain has always been experienced.