In the case that the hanging ring can only lead to one place, no matter what danger the little witch encounters, she can escape at the first time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It can be said that in order to take care of the little witch and grow up safely, Zhao Ze also spent a lot of effort.

Probably because the effect of the suspension ring has been greatly reduced, and because of Zhao Ze's careful teaching, it only took less than half an hour for the little witch to open the portal for the first time.

Of course, after opening, the portal is still opposite the ninth floor of the magic tower.

Even so, the little witch still had a good time, she was like a ghost, suddenly teleporting from one end of the house to the other, and while learning the first magic in her life, the little witch couldn't help but feel a little proud and proud.

"By the way, Chris, why don't you need to chant a spell to use this magic?" In addition to the excitement, the little witch did not forget to ask a question that puzzled her.

Zhao Ze pointed to the ring on her hand and said, "See?" This ring is equivalent to replacing the role of a wand, but it is not very useful, and it can only allow you to open a spatial passage at present, and in two years, I will prepare a better hanging ring for you, and then you can go wherever you want. ”

"Is it the same as Apparition?" As a jack of all trades, although little Hermione has not yet formally touched the magic system of her own plane, she has already read a lot of related books, so she pays special attention to some of the more interesting magic, including magic like phantom shapeshifting.

Zhao Ze shook his head, "No, this magic I taught you is simpler and easier to use, and it doesn't have any side effects and dangers, but you have to promise me that you will never tell anyone else, this is a secret that belongs to the two of us, can you do it?" ”

"I swear, I will never tell anyone, including my parents, about what happened here today!" The little witch was very obedient and cute, and raised three fingers and began to swear.

"What a good boy!" Zhao Ze took the opportunity to rub the little witch's ponytail again, and at the same time, with a gesture of his hand, he took out a box of ice cream from the refrigerator, "Eat!" This is a reward for you. ”

Although the diet at Hogwarts is not bad, there are not many snacks, and snacks invented by Muggles like ice cream are even rarer, little Hermione held a big cone and licked happily one bite at a time, this scene made Zhao Ze's blood boil, if it weren't for the little witch who had just eaten "grown up", it was hard to say whether he would suddenly become a werewolf.

After eating the cone, Zhao Ze opened a portal and sent the little witch back to her residence - the hanging ring he gave to the little witch could only be teleported in one direction at the current stage, that is, from the outside world to the magic tower, but not from the magic tower.

The first teaching for the little witch ended in a hurry, and for the rest of the time, Zhao Ze lived alone in the tower, no one knew what he was doing, the eyes of the outside world were isolated from the magic array, and the only little witch who could enter the tower was just a first-year freshman who was not taken seriously.

Dumbledore and the others thought about it for a long time, and always felt that the little witch was just an excuse for Zhao Ze to forcibly stay at school, and his true purpose had not been revealed for the time being.

In the face of the absolute difference in strength, the only thing Dumbledore can do is to wait, and hope that Zhao Ze can show his true colors one day sooner.

Two more days passed like this, and when the third day came, it was finally Zhao Ze's turn to give a class to a group of little ghosts.

In response to Zhao Ze's request, Dumbledore scheduled his four weekly lessons to take place over four days, which also reduced Zhao Ze's "burden" to the greatest extent - even though he had no burden to speak of.

Before the first class, Zhao Ze walked out of the magic tower, and when he passed by the lawn in front of the castle, he happened to see a classic scene that happened in the original plot - little Harry showed his talent for flying for the first time. Malfoy scrambled for the memory ball at breakneck speed toward the window of Professor McGonagall's office and stopped at the nick of time.

This scene made Zhao Ze sigh with emotion in his heart, the protagonist is the protagonist after all, if there is nothing strange about Little Harry, the son of the plane, why should he be a savior?

After little Harry was called away by Professor McGonagall, Zhao Ze didn't bother those little ghosts, but left the lawn directly and came to the classroom prepared for him by the school.

As the only teacher in the school who teaches for free without a salary, Zhao Ze applied for a good classroom from Dumbledore, located on the basement floor of the castle, a very empty room, there were no tables, chairs and benches, only candles emitting light on the surrounding walls.

As soon as Zhao Ze came in, he first frowned and slapped his hands in front of him, obviously no one in this ghost place has done hygiene, there is a pungent smell of dust, and because it is a basement, it feels a little cold.

"As good as new!"

Someone pretended to pull out a "wand" - in fact, a useless twig that he had pulled from the beating willow, pointed at the classroom, and recited a spell that no one had ever heard.

The smell of dust in the classroom quickly cleared, as if it was being cleaned every day, and the cold feeling disappeared.

Of course, this is not the effect of magic, but the power that Zhao Ze extracted from the Clary Rune Imprint of the Holy Grail World, similar to the trivial matter in front of him, he can't even raise his interest to toss twice.

After cleaning up, Zhao Ze raised his fist and aimed it at the top of his head, and a beam of light suddenly ignited from the Demon Dragon Ring, which instantly dispersed after hitting the roof, turning into countless specks of "starlight", which also made the entire classroom much brighter.

Since it's a magic teaching, how can it be done without a bit of mystery?

Zhao Ze was very satisfied with his arrangement.

After waiting for a long time, a group of little ghosts came to the classroom one after another, these little guys had never seen teaching in such an environment before, and they all showed curious eyes, even Draco, who had a mocking face. The same is true for Malfoy.

It is said that although the school is divided into four colleges, there are so many first-year ghosts in total, and it is naturally impossible to separate them during class, so the group of children that Zhao Ze wants to teach is actually equivalent to all first-year freshmen.

"I'm your teacher, Chris. Zhao, you can call me Chris, I don't like restraint and rigor very much, and I hate rules and constraints, as you will know later. ”

After finishing the opening remarks, Zhao Ze asked the little ghosts to sit down on the spot, he didn't want a group of little ghosts to sit comfortably on the chair and watch him teach.