William shuffled his tired footsteps towards the Ravenclaw lounge.

Just now in Professor Flitwick's office, the professor cast several combination spells on each other as if he had been stimulated by something.

Skilled wizards can combine different spells with each other to form a chain of spells and form a set of combos.

Once caught by one of these spells, a frenzied bombardment of countless spells ensues.

This is not a skill that a junior wizard can resist at all!

William scorned it in his heart.

"Imagine you're in a closed room with no doors and no windows, how are you going to get out?"

Outside the door of the lounge, the eagle-shaped knocker asked William.

What the hell is this Nima?

William, who had just finished dueling training, had not yet turned his head, and he looked at the knocker in front of him a little confused.

It was the first time he hadn't thought of the answer to the knocker question right away.

Am I on the wrong set?

How is this question so similar to that unlucky Japanese child, the world of Conan, the Grim Reaper schoolboy?

William stood in the doorway for a few moments, frowning as he pondered the answer to his question. Until Penelope-senpai also came back from outside.

"What a strange day! Our little genius is actually trapped outside? ”

The girl looked at William, who was buried in thought, and said with a smile.

"Well, I just came out of Professor Flitwick's office, and I didn't think of the answer to that question for a while."

"I'll hear what the problem is."

The girl walked up to the knocker and said, "Imagine you're in a closed room with no doors and no windows, how are you going to get out?" The knocker asked Penelope in an ethereal voice.

She thought for a moment, then smiled and said,

"William, you should have been thinking a little too much, this question is actually very simple."

Then she said the answer she thought of towards the knocker,

"Correct!" The door to the lounge slowly opened.

Wori, is that what it means!

What's wrong with me today, I didn't even think of an answer to such a simple question!

I don't think the professor's spell hurt my clever head!

William patted himself on the head and followed Penelope into the Ravenclaw lounge.

Thanks to not letting Terry see this embarrassing scene, otherwise he would have come back with a cruel joke.

You also have today! William had already figured out what Terry would say.

"You're really enviable, William. It's only your first year, and the dean thinks so highly of you that he actually teaches you magic. Penelope looked at this junior brother who was much younger than himself, and said with some envy.

If you knew what I practiced, you wouldn't be envious!

He doesn't just teach magic, but I think Professor Flitwick wants to be more refreshed?

I feel like the professor had a great time!

William muttered inwardly.

"Yes, thanks to the Professor's help, my magic has progressed so quickly."

"It would be great if I could study with Professor Flitwick like you when I was in my first year!" Penelope, flicking her brown hair, stood aside and sighed.

Then you probably won't live to the fifth grade, Penelope.

"Senior sister is already very good, and she became a Ravenclaw prefect in the fifth grade."

William looked at Penelope and complimented him softly. He found that this senior sister, who was much older than himself, had that mature taste from the inside out.

Every move exudes a striking charm, coupled with her mature and steady way of doing things. No wonder Professor Flitwick would make her a Ravenclaw prefect.

"Alright, let's stop complimenting each other. It's a Gryffindor-Hufflepuff Quidditch match tomorrow, so let's go get some rest! ”

After Penelope finished speaking, he said goodnight to William and walked upstairs to the dormitory.

And William looked at the girl's departing back, smelling the familiar fragrance remaining in the air, and for the first time in his calm heart, he had some restless thoughts.

Willian woke up early the next day, but he wasn't going to watch today's Quidditch match.

Because if William remembers correctly, in this Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match, Harry caught the Golden Snitch at the beginning.

It took less than five minutes in total, so it was really not worth wasting time on such a trip.

He was going to visit Jupiter's hut at Hagrid, the little one had become more and more lazy since the last time he had eaten Hesse in the family manor.

That's not going to work!

William also expects it to awaken the bloodline of the Thunderbird!

You know, once the little guy successfully activates this bloodline, then all of a sudden, it can transform into the top air predator.

William had never heard of the Thunderbirds, they were the true darlings of nature, and every feather on their bodies was filled with a lot of magic.

Thunderbirds, who are good at manipulating storms and thunderbolts, can even fight with dragons or phoenixes.

Even if it is in a rainstorm, the power of the Thunderbird will be even more terrifying.

Come to think of it, a wand made from the feathers of a ptarmigan is already powerful.

In the ranking of wands, wands that use Thunderbird feathers as the core of the wand can at least rank in the top five positions in terms of power.

This was what Ollivander had told William, and the two had kept in correspondence since the last time he had been asked to see his wand in Diagon Alley.

However, it is a pity that Ollivander still did not discover the secret of the core of William's wand, in fact, if you encounter the core of this unknown material, if you don't open the wand and take a look, you basically can't judge the material of the wand core.

Forget it! William was a little worried about the unpredictable problems that would arise from disassembling the wand.

Anyway, now that this old fellow is still quite in tune with William, he doesn't have to worry about the material of the wand's core.

I remember to let Hagrid train Jupiter fiercely, I have to say, he is really good at taking care of animals, no wonder he was able to become a professor in Hogwarts's protection of magical creatures.

You know, Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts before he even finished school, and if he wasn't really good at it, Dumbledore wouldn't have put Hagrid in the professor's position even if he trusted him.

William thought as he walked towards Hagrid's cabin at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Is it William? Come in yourself, the door is not closed! ”

There was a knock at the door, and Hagrid's distinctively loud voice shouted from within, and it looked as if he was busy with something.

William walked into the hut, and as soon as he entered, he saw Hagrid, dressed in his oversized lace apron, carefully tending to the fire.

William looked at the big black egg by the fire and asked Hagrid with a smile.

"Is this to improve Jupiter's food? Hagrid, you're not good at cooking! ”

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