After separating from Harry, Seung-cheol returned to the Ravenclaw break room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, when he was at the door, he met his prefect, Senior Sister Penelo Rinwatt, only to see that Senior Sister directly stopped Xingzhe.

"Paul, I mean Owen Paul." She looked very serious and looked at Xingzhe, "You know, Ravenclaw has always had many traditions, but you seem to have a bad reputation lately. ”

As the prefect of Ravenclaw, Penelope is very dissatisfied with Xingzhe's performance, because this directly affects the quality of this class of Ravenclaw students, how many other people are laughing at Ravenclaw, because Ravenclaw, who has always been smart and erudite, has appeared like a scumbag in the face, writing everywhere that he is not a smart student, even if many Ravenclaw students are more independent, they will be stimulated.

"Do you know, Xingzhe, if you are poor, you should work hard." She looked at Xingzhe very seriously, hoping that her prefect's coercion would make Xingzhe feel the pressure.

But how did she know Xingzhe's real age? For Penelope's advice, Xingzhe had no expression, and finally sighed and shook his head, this action made Penelope extremely angry, Xingzhe had already humiliated her, and he didn't have the slightest intention of repenting, but he didn't take these things to heart more and more.

"Owen, Paul!" She said loudly, "Are you listening to me, do you know that your performance has made the whole academy ashamed of you!" ”

In the next second, she saw a particularly sharp look, and when her gaze touched that look, Penelope couldn't help but tremble, because Owen Paul's murderous gaze made her dare not look directly, but showed a little resignation.

"Dear prefect." Xingzhe's tone sounded a little yin and yang.

"Am I a Ravenclaw disgrace? Hehe, the final exams haven't come yet, and the House Cup hasn't come to an end yet, how did you get sure? Am I a Ravenclaw Shame? ”

This sentence stopped her, it seems that at this time Penelope only realized that when his temper came up, he treated Xingzhe in an extremely unfriendly tone, although Xingzhe was warned by his master to cultivate his character, but this does not mean that he has no temper, Penelope's accusation still makes him a little dissatisfied.

"Goodbye." Xingzhe left this sentence directly, and then ignored Penelo's expression, and returned directly to the room, this time it was the dormitory where there was originally talking and laughing, and after Xingzhe came in, he entered an embarrassing cold session, Xingzhe didn't want to pay attention to these little ghosts, packed up his things, and then walked to the library.

This time, he spent the afternoon in the library.

In the trance of reading a book, he fell asleep.

It's a strange dream, it seems that he has returned to the past, and the Taoist skills he learned have long been forgotten, and he is like an ordinary person, he has met all kinds of people, everyone seems to be talking to him, trying to tell him how to do, he doesn't want to listen to these people, but they have been around his ears, and he can't avoid it at all.

In his dream, he found another library, and then saw JK Rowling's Harry Potter book series in the library, and then he remembered that Voldemort had a lot of Horcruxes...

When he dreamed of this, he suddenly woke up, and it was only then that Xingzhe realized that he had been working in the library for hours, and he rubbed his face before getting up to go back to the lounge, where he met Harry on the way.

"Hey Harry, what are you going to do?"

"Hey, Owen, Professor McGonagall ordered me to help Lockhart write a reply to his fans." Harry said bitterly, and Xingzhe suddenly remembered that Harry would probably hear that voice too.

"Anyway, good luck, Harry."

Harry smiled bitterly, shrugged his shoulders helplessly and accepted it, during this period of hard work, Xingzhe Dao cultivation has recovered a lot, and he has also mastered some skills for magic spells, but he suddenly asked himself, if he faced Voldemort, would he have the strength to fight.

After all, the speed of the killing spell is very fast, and it cannot be resolved, this is between Taoism and magic, Xingzhe thinks that the gap is the largest and most direct difference, under other types of damage skills, the power of Taoism is much higher than that of the spell, however, in the convenience of killing, Xingzhe has to admit that the killing curse is the most efficient and terrifying, and the killing technique in Taoism is not such a simple and direct way.

Because of his foresight, Xingzhe knew that Voldemort would not win the final war, but with his in-depth understanding of magic, the improvement of his own strength, and the comparison between Taoism and magic, he clearly realized that Voldemort was indeed a very talented person in magic, and the black magic he knew, I am afraid that not only did he perform or commonly used so little, but he knew a lot of black magic, and it was useless.

Every time he returned to the dormitory, it was quiet, and Xingzhe was used to it, but this time it was different, after he entered the room, his other four roommates were all gathered around his table, not knowing what he was discussing, Xingzhe saw this scene, but he was a little dissatisfied.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden sound startled each of them, and Joe himself was a black man, and as a result, his face showed signs of obvious ruddy from embarrassment, like a monkey's ass.

"It's not a moral thing to rummage through other people's things, is it?" Xingzhe's words were cold, and the embarrassed looks on the faces of the four people became even stronger.

"Who cares about you Muggle thing," Isaiah Beard defended, "then, what are you four doing in my place?" ”

Seongzhe interrupted him directly, and Beard's expression was like eating a green slug.

"Well, Owen, we didn't mean to, we just thought you received a broomstick, but we found out that it wasn't, and in the end we were really curious about what you received, so we couldn't help but open it..."

Before Kevin Jenkins could finish his sentence, he noticed that the door to the dormitory suddenly closed, and their bodies suddenly floated uncontrollably into the air, and Stilwell let out a frightened cry, but they were greeted by a situation that they couldn't roar, as if they were being pulled by the legs of the troll and playing like yo-yos in mid-air.

Of course, Xingzhe did this, he threw them in the air to see if he had stolen anything from him, and finally Xingzhe's eyes focused on his desk.

But in the next second, his eyes didn't leave the table, because it seemed that someone had sent him something, but it was wrapped in a charm outlined with a very complicated brush, densely packed, and something was wrapped inside.