Buck. Si Weiya reacted at this time that this was just a doctor from the school hospital, how dare he take care of their affairs, it was really embarrassing. He turned his face away and didn't answer. The doctor didn't think it was too big and walked out with McGoss.

"Hello, doctor, I would like to know if there is a complete physical examination equipment in the school, please help me do a physical examination."

"You're going to do a medical exam?" The doctor looked at McGoth strangely, "All of these devices are available at school, but do you really need to do them?" ”

"Yes, I need to do a full medical check-up." McGoth replied earnestly.

"Well, okay, but I need your teacher's permission, and I can't explain it to you alone." The doctor said with some hesitation. He was afraid that these children were just curious to go and see, and the equipment there was not cheap, and he couldn't afford to break it.

"No problem, I'll ask for it now."

After talking to the doctor, McGoth ran back to the classroom and found the teacher who was in class to ask for a permission slip, but the teacher didn't agree at first. There was no way, McGoth had to threaten that if something went wrong with him at school, you as a teacher would not be able to explain it, and finally said that he really felt unwell and was not a prank, and he would not touch the equipment or anything, so the teacher agreed and went with him.

There is a teacher who relaxes at the doctor, and even if something really goes wrong, someone proves that it is not that he mismanaged.

After a series of complicated processes, the physical examination soon came down, and except for a few blood tests, which would not be known until tomorrow, everything was normal in his body.

This result reassured the teacher and the doctor, but at the same time was a little dissatisfied with McGoss, but he didn't say anything when he was still a child. It's just that McGoth didn't care what they thought, he frowned and looked at the physical examination report without any problems, without a hint of relaxation, if it weren't for the fact that he suddenly lost strength several times during the physical examination, he might really believe that his body was healthy.

If it's not physical, then what's the cause? McGoss, who had put away the medical report, sat in the classroom, wondering why.

It can't be innate, my own body is clear from childhood to adulthood, but it shouldn't be acquired, I still pay attention to diet and exercise. ’

'What the hell is going on, this is a big deal, you have to think about it, what strange things have you made or eaten recently?' ’

Unable to figure it out, McGoth leaned on the table, picked up a piece of paper, and slowly wrote down what he had done and eaten in the past few days.

'Lately, I've been making potions at home, and I've been eating all the things made by the chef at home, and I've been to nowhere else, and the potions have failed, and I've been to Diagon Alley and the Cauldron a few times, and before that, before I discovered the wizarding world......

Wait, by the way, what I've been doing lately is quite strange, okay, but the strangest thing is the failed elixir, the failure is so strange and inexplicable, the elixir? By the way, the Elixir can't be a bad effect after the potion fails, but Slip said that it may lead to permanent magic damage, so I won't be so unlucky to be hit once. ’

"Calm, calm, I'm not the kid who doesn't know anything anymore, I've turned over all those books, I've also read some of the sequelae of potion failure, and the permanent damage to the magic power in it doesn't have me, don't scare yourself, maybe it's something else."

Although he said so, he was almost certain in his heart that his physical condition was caused by the failure of the potion, although he was also surprised that he had not been exposed to the potion, and he was still wearing a thick biochemical suit at the time, so it was impossible for a trace of the potion to splash on him. I really don't know what caused me to suffer the consequences of the potion's failure. After thinking about it, I finally felt that it would be more reliable to wait until I got back from school and asked Slip.

In this way, I slowly stayed up until noon after school, (I can go home for dinner at noon, and I am not forced to stay at school.) McGoth couldn't wait to get out of the classroom, and all he wanted to do now was to get home and write to Slip about his situation.

Burton didn't say a word and sped up to the castle. As soon as I got home, I greeted my parents and then ran to the magic study.

Upon entering, he found an owl in the window, which McGoth guessed was a reply from Slipper. When I got the letter and saw that the sender was right, I opened it and looked at it.

The beginning is the same as usual, but this time there is an extra beginning of shit luck, it should be that he is still alive and well after the failure of the potion and it seems that there are no sequelae or something, seeing this McGoth couldn't help but smile bitterly, there are still sequelae, but the symptoms are late, and I don't know how they spread to the body. Continuing to read down until the end, Slip guessed that his potion might not have failed, but that there was an unknown reason that caused the change and asked him to take the potion and his notes to the Cauldron to show him that night.

After reading it in one sitting, McGoth breathed a sigh of relief, but still sent a letter about today's situation. After knowing that she didn't have Parkinson's disease, McGoth was finally relieved.

Close the door and go downstairs to eat with peace of mind.

During the descent from the stairs, he encountered it again, but fortunately, he held on to the handrail and did not fall. When he got downstairs, he saw that the butler was about to call someone up to call him.

"Dad, Mommy, I'm coming."

His father glanced up and nodded, not saying anything. His mother smiled and asked him how he was doing at school in the morning. He didn't think to hide it, so he told the morning in detail, and his mother's eyes narrowed into a slit when she heard it.

"Hehe, I'm going to see what her expression looks like when she sees me next time I see me, saying that my son is not as smart as his son, huh."

His father glanced helplessly, and the lady, who was eager to hold a salon now, said to McGoth in a serious tone that he couldn't cause trouble at school, and this time he didn't do anything anyway. Now his mother is not happy, do you mean that others can only bully my son, and my son deserves to be bullied?

McGoth looked at his parents who were arguing and smiled lightly, this feeling is so good, it used to be so depressing to be silent during meals.

After eating, McGoth put the bowl down.

"Smack." Everyone's eyes were on him, including McGoth himself. I saw that the bowl in his hand was already torn apart.

His mother hurriedly left the table and ran over to take his hand up and take a good look at it a few times, and was relieved to see that the porcelain pieces had not been cracked, and then said to the housekeeper that the tableware at home should be taken a good look at in the future to prevent problems from occurring again during eating. After finishing speaking, he saw that McGoth was still looking at his hands blankly, and asked worriedly if he was scared. McGoth came back to his senses and smiled and said no, but he didn't expect me to have so much strength.

"Wheat Goss, you've always had a lot of strength." seemed to think of the scene where he was slapped away by McGoth last time, and patted his heart with some palpitations.

"Alright, alright, isn't it just a broken bowl? Look at what you're worried about, McGoth isn't a kid anymore, don't look at him as a kid. Seeing that McGoth was fine, Earl Will got up and made a concluding remark, which greeted Mrs. Will with a roll of the eyes.

Magos went back to his room under the pretext of taking a nap. Lying on the bed, he thought about what had just happened, first of all, he was sure that there was no problem with the bowl he was eating, and secondly, the force with which he put the bowl was still very small, and it was impossible to smash the bowl at once.

"Could it be that this is also one of the after-effects of that potion? Oh my God, what kind of potion have I refined, and how do I feel so demonic...... Forget it, I don't want to, just ask Slipp at night, I'd better take a nap first, I don't know how long it will take to come back in the evening. ”

After sleeping for more than an hour, McGoth woke up feeling refreshed and refreshed, and he no longer thought about the incomprehensible things that happened today, and picked up his clothes and prepared to put them on.

"Tear ......," looked at the torn coat in half, and Magos asked the sky speechlessly.

"Hey, it's good that it's not a poor family, otherwise I would have to wear two and a half clothes to school." I got a new piece of clothing and put it on carefully, but fortunately I didn't tear it apart except for falling off the ground halfway.

"What am I, sometimes I suddenly lose my strength and sometimes I suddenly have great strength, the point is that I am still not prepared and feel at all, tsk, let's call it instability syndrome, well, it is indeed unstable."

When he arrived in the classroom, McGoth found that Buck actually came to school, which was incredible, they were all pampered by the second generation, and they had a little injury and illness to go home to recuperate for a month.

However, McGoth didn't plan to talk to him, all he wanted now was to get out of school so he could finish his meal and go to the Leaky Cauldron. However, the more he didn't want to cause trouble, the more things had to stick to him. No, Buck walked over when he saw him coming.

"Trickster Magos, do you have the courage to go to the rooftop with me?" Buck tried to make the Black Boss feel, but looking at his wrapped Doraemon-like right hand completely shattered the atmosphere he wanted to create.

McGoth glanced at his hand and said:

"I'm not interested, but your handbag is pretty good, and you're going to perform Doraemon?"

"Doraemon, Doraemon? You ...... "Buck is not an ordinary kid who doesn't know anything, so he has seen that cartoon for a long time, although he thinks Doraemon is not bad, but from McGoss's mouth, he feels that it is a mockery of him, and subconsciously wants to do it again, but this time he thinks of his injured hand.

"Hmph, don't say anything about Doraemon, are you scared, you are scared, apologize to me now and let me beat your hands like this."

McGoth didn't bother to pay attention to him this time, after all, he was still a little kid, and even if he suffered a loss, he just wanted to return it instead of killing his opponent. Thinking of this, McGoth lay his head directly on the table, and there was a fly flying next to him......