Hedwig fluttered her wings and landed between the jam tray and the sugar jar, and Harry unwrapped the package for a small bite of toast and handed it to Roger. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A new batch of medicinal herbs arrived, along with a small package and a small note, the handwriting on it was very messy, Roger glanced at it and handed it to Harry: "Hagrid beckons you to come over for tea in the afternoon." ”

Harry borrowed a quill from Hermione and replied on the back of the note, "Okay, I'd love to, see you soon." Then he let his owl fly away with the reply.

During this time, Hermione was learning spells in a frenzy, Roger was frantically changing spells, and Harry was also exposed to a lot of things in this atmosphere, so he didn't have time to wander around like he did in the books.

"Would you like to go along?" Harry asked, "It always feels like we haven't relaxed much in this time. ”

"I'm not going, I'm going to ask Professor Flitwick about the release of the Bat Spirit Spell. Hermione didn't even bother to put down the tome of the magic book in her hand while she was eating. The girl is quite motivated now, and she is ready to learn all the magic she can find.

Roger was going to spend the afternoon with Harry, the actual test of the magic spell could not be played indoors, and the open space outside Hagrid's hut was a good place to practice.

Around one o'clock, the three of them parted ways at the dinner table, and Roger and Harry left the castle and walked across the fields. Hagrid lives in a small cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, with a stone bow and a pair of rubber galoshes in front of the gate.

Harry knocked on the door, and a nervous struggle and a few muffled barks came from inside the room. Then Hagrid's voice was heard: "Back off, tooth, back off." ”

Hagrid opened the door open, revealing his large, bearded face.

"Harry, you haven't come to see me in a while, you haven't forgotten me, have you?" he grumbled as Harry let him in, "and that little one, come in too." ”

Hagrid pulled the door open, desperately clutching at the collar of the massive black hound.

There is only one room in the chalet. Ham and pheasants hung from the ceiling, boiling water was boiled in a brazier in a brazier, and a large bed with rags in the corner was a bedding made of rags.

"Of course not," Harry explained as he sat down on the bed, "it's just that he's been too busy and has a lot to learn." ”

"Is the first-year curriculum so tight now?" Hagrid slammed the door shut in disbelief and let go of his teeth.

"We're learning on our own," Harry said to Hagrid, "learning what the textbooks haven't taught yet." ”

This startled Hagrid, who rounded his black beetle-like eyes, "You're only in first grade!"

Surprised to surprised, Hagrid clearly accepted the explanation, and he sat down in the large armchair in the room, poured boiling water into a large teapot, and placed the crust cake on the plate.

"Oh, yes, this is Roger. Harry introduced Hagrid.

Roger was teasing the hound with his feet, his teeth lying on the ground and wagging his tail lightly.

"What about Collins?" Hagrid glanced at Roger, "In a way, the name is quite well-known in teacher circles. ”

Harry, who had seen the power of rock skin cakes, didn't touch the cup with his glass.

"It's all rumors...", but Roger picked up the rock skin cake and chewed it very happily: "A good student like me who excels in character and learning is often jealous of others. ”

Hagrid let out a sullen laugh from his nose and didn't answer, and when he saw that Roger looked like he was very fond of rock skin cakes, he took out a lot of them and put them on the plate.

Harry told Hagrid about Roger's spell alteration these days.

"Try to change the spell now!?" Hagrid put down the teapot and said to Roger solemnly, "This is something that only a very powerful wizard can do, and it is very dangerous to do it at your age!"

Roger ate the hard cookies indifferently, and moved his ass to a more comfortable position: "Danger? Okay, it's basically done now, and I'm going to borrow the open space outside your house to practice again." ”

Out of the cabin, Roger stood with his back to the house and gave way to Hagrid's pumpkin field.

"Look at it," the boy raised his head slightly, his mouth bulging.

A handful of fan-shaped flames covering about two meters in front of him were spat out by Roger, and the heat wave swept away, and the grass under his feet became slightly curled due to the high temperature. The flames basically had no duration, and the flames around Roger's mouth had already begun to dissipate once they reached the farthest attack range.

"This attack reminds me of a dragon's breath, but it lasts much shorter. Hagrid commented as he sat on the bluestone at the door of the cabin.

Roger licked his lips that were dry because of the distance, spread his hands and said helplessly: "No way... In order to increase suddenness, the wandless spellcaster feature has reduced its duration...... And the way of spitting fire for a long time is too heavy for the mouth and face, and it will really get familiar with it after a long time......"

"No, no, don't get me wrong......" Hagrid quickly explained, his expression full of admiration: "I dare say that most wizards at your age are not as good as you. ”

Roger waved his hand absently and glanced at the big pumpkin in the field, Halloween is coming, and these yellow, orange and orange vegetables are growing happily.

He pointed to the clearing behind the pumpkin field and asked Hagrid, "Do you need that piece of land, and if you don't, I'd like to borrow it." ”

The pumpkin field was surrounded by a low wall of broken stones, and there was a large clearing between it and the Forbidden Forest, which Roger was referring to.

Hagrid glanced in that direction and said suspiciously, "You don't want to run into the Forbidden Forest, do you? I've spent most of my life trying to get the Weasleys twin brother out there." ”

"Don't worry, not yet," Roger comforted Hagrid, "the flames are almost at this point, and I'm ready to move on to the next project...... This requires a more open place. ”

Hearing this, Hagrid immediately objected to him, creating and changing spells was full of danger and uncertainty, and Harry very much agreed with the big man friend that the healing potions that Roger had drunk these days would be enough for him to take a bath.

"Peace of mind...... Roger's hand waved absently: "The change of the first spell can only be regarded as practice, and this is the spell I really want to create." ”

As he spoke, Roger walked to the middle of the clearing, drew his wand and waved it lightly at the soles of his feet, "Thunderbolt explosion!"

A flash of light rushed to the ground beneath his feet, and then exploded with great instability.

"Boom!" Roger flew out diagonally.