"What has changed?" Parvati's delicate little face suddenly appeared in front of Magos.

"Huh? Oh, nothing, I said casually. Parvati frowned at the perfunctory remark, but didn't ask anything more, and continued to ask him about the levitation charm.

"Okay, students, that's all for today's lesson, if you haven't mastered it yet, you can go back and ask the students who have learned." As soon as Professor Flitwick's words fell, the classroom became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron huddled around McGoss, who wasn't moving.

"McGoss, why aren't you leaving?" Harry asked, looking at McGoss, who was still sitting calmly in his seat.

"You guys go first, Professor Flitwick told me to stay, I'll have something to say to me later."

"Okay, then let's go first, don't be late." Hermione looked like she was trying to ask the question that had just popped up with him.

"By the way, Ron, did you float the feathers yourself?" Just as they were about to leave, McGoth suddenly remembered that Ron seemed to have successfully floated the feathers.

"That's right." Ron smirked when he heard this, "Harry only let the feather off the table when class was about to end. ”

"How did you do that? Did you pronounce the mantra correctly? "McGoth was incredulous, but in the original book it was said that he kept failing because he had recited a wrong spell.

"Of course." Ron resents his suspicions. "How else can I make it fly."

He looked at the angry Ron and couldn't ask any more questions, shaking his head to say that it was okay to let them go.

After everyone had left the room, Professor Flitwick closed the door and looked at McGoth with a smile.

McGoth didn't hesitate to speak his mind at the moment.

Professor Flitwick looked at him in embarrassment, "It's not that difficult to be honest, what you want to make, it's just that the portkey is more troublesome, and the Ministry of Magic keeps a very close eye on it. ”

"Professor, can't you set the coordinates in the school? There should be a lot of Floo Internet cafes in the school, so it's okay to be tied to a single point, and it should be rarely used. McGoth asked reluctantly.

"It's theoretically possible, it's hard for the Ministry of Magic to find out even if it wants to, but you have to know that this is in the school, and if you make a portkey with coordinates in the school, Headmaster Dumbledore will definitely know, so you have to ask for his permission before I can help you make this." Professor Flitwick is the best professor to talk to, and he sold Dumbledore after a few begging, and it just so happened that McGoth was about to report his findings to the Headmaster, and by the way, see if he could get his permission, if it still didn't work, he would have to give up. He thought for a moment and felt that Professor Flitwick was right, that it was impossible for the principal not to know the coordinates of a portkey in the school, and it would be as conspicuous as if you had knocked a hole in someone else's house.

He asked Professor Flitwick to take him to the president's office, but there was no way, the president's office was not something you could enter, and the president's permission was needed in addition to the necessary passwords. Professor Flitwick was glad that McGoth didn't come to embarrass him, and agreed without thinking about it.

"Magos, you haven't said what you're going to make a magic prop for." On the way to the principal's office on the third floor, the professor was a little curious.

McGoth thought that if the principal agreed, he would take him to the secret room to set up the coordinates, so he told him about the card king game 1510.

Professor Flitwick looked at him speechlessly, "After a long time, it turns out that you brought the playing cards." You're so bold that the headmaster has added a school rule to this. McGoth smirked, looking at Flitvier's attitude with some apprehension.

Looking at McGoss, who was a little nervous, the professor laughed, "But that's Filch's business, it has nothing to do with me, you tell me what you think about magic cards." ”

Before they knew it, they were walking to the entrance of the corridor on the third floor, in front of a stone monster.

"The principal's office is right behind here. Ice cream balls. ”

Professor Flitwick gave the command and the stone monster jumped to the side as if it had come to life, the wall behind it splitting in half, revealing a rising stone staircase.

"That's cool. It's even more stunning than the diagonal entrance. "The magic of magic is fascinating.

"It's a lot tighter here than the diagonal." The professor smiled. As they walked into the wall, it closed behind them like the one in Diagon Alley. He and the professor walked up the stone staircase, which quickly spun in circles and ascended.

"It's the same as the escalator we have there. I didn't expect the wizarding world to have such a convenient thing. Magos sighed as he looked at the self-ascending staircase.

"Oh? The Muggle world also has this staircase? Professor Flitwick was a little surprised.

"Yes, but it's a single straight line up, unlike this spinning ascent, it's amazing, but it makes me feel a little dizzy."

"I'll get used to it after a few more visits." The professor smiled. "Muggle magic is progressing very quickly, too."

McGoth smiled and didn't answer, not to mention fast, the technology in the next few years can be described as flying. Every year is a big change, like some wizards who rarely go to the ordinary world, and what they see and hear will definitely make them have the illusion of going to the wrong set.

"Okay, we're here." He and the professor walked down the stairs to a polished oak door, and the first thing McGoth saw was the sphin-headed knocker on the door, and his face was pulled down. Contrary to his expression, Professor Flitwick looked very happy to see this.

"What do you think about the last Ravenclaw prank."

The professor's abrupt question made McGoth stunned, and then he thought that this was the dean of Ravenclaw, and his thoughts were probably no different from those idle eggs, and he immediately praised the Eagle House very undisciplinedly. Professor Flitwick's smiling face crumpled.

"Yes, yes, it's rare that your academy has such a long-term vision as you, knowing that it is useless to rely on force alone, and the brain is the most important thing." The professor has a teachable look. McGoth laughed hypocritically with him.

Professor Flitwick knocked on the knocker, and the door opened, much to the disappointment of McGoss, who wanted to hear about the Chancellor's Office.

"Don't you have to answer questions about the knocker here?"

"If it's a Ravenclaw person, you'll need to answer questions when you become a principal." It wasn't the professor next to him who answered him, it was Dumbledore in the office.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore." McGoth didn't pay much attention to the furnishings in the office, and hurriedly bowed his head.

"You're welcome, Mr. Will, and Professor Flitwick, do you have anything to do with me?" The principal's brisk tone made people feel very comfortable.

"I came with McGoss, he wanted to find you, and I brought him here." Professor Flitwick jumped up and sat down on a chair.

"Oh? Mr. Will, what are you looking for me to do? Dumbledore turned his gaze to McGoss.

McGoth looked up curiously at the Headmaster's office, a large and bright circular room, with several strange instruments buzzing around on the desk, spitting out puffs of smoke. On a partition behind the desk, McGoth saw the tattered Sorting Hat from the beginning of the school year, and his eyes lit up, but the next second Dumbledore blocked his view. McGoth was a little nervous in Dumbledore's gaze, and although he wanted to ask the Headmaster to let him talk to the Sorting Hat for a while, the purpose of his visit was important.

"Mr. Principal, I want you to give your consent for me to set up a portkey in the school."

"Doorkey?"

"He actually wants to make a portkey for himself."

"Is he crazy?"

"Do any of today's first-year students dare to do such a thing? It's crazy. Before Dumbledore could speak, the portraits of the headmasters behind him began to quarrel.

"Quiet, everybody." The principal's words are still very useful. All the portraits were quiet, pretending to sleep or turning their heads and pretending not to care. But fools know they're eavesdropping.

"Mr. Will, do you know the Ministry of Magic's requirements for a portkey?" Dumbledore's gaze became a little serious.

"I didn't know before, but then Professor Flitwick told me." McGoth replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"And you're still insisting on a portkey?"

"Yes, Headmaster. I hope you agree. ”

"Can you tell me what you want to know the portkey for?"

"This." He was a little hesitant, he could tell anyone about this, it seemed that he couldn't tell the principal.

"Can't I even know why?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"I beg your pardon, Mr. Headmaster, for this reason. If you don't agree, I'm not going to ask Professor Flitwick to make me a portkey. Magos said with a wry smile.

The smile on Dumbledore's face vanished, and he looked at McGoth with a serious look, who was a little unsettled by him, not knowing what he would say. The portraits in the back also looked at the expressionless headmaster a little nervously.

In a few minutes, the headmaster reverted to his brisk expression. "Since I can't say it, I won't say it, I agree."

McGoss's eyes widened and he looked at the headmaster's happy appearance, and for a long time, you always make fun of me.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Magos thanked him earnestly.

"It's nothing, but it's better to use the portkey sparingly, your mana is too low, it will affect you."

"I see, I just made one and didn't want to use it."

"That's good, is there anything else, if not, you can go to class, you're going to be late."

"One more thing."

Dumbledore was surprised, he didn't expect this kid to really take the headmaster as a boss, and the questions were one after another.

"That's right, Headmaster, I went to Hagrid and got a kind of tea, and he told me what you said, and I took it back and drank it a few times and felt that it had no effect. Later, a chance encounter made me realize that it can use other things to elicit the effect of tea. ”

Dumbledore looked at him seriously and became a little interested.