Penelope seems to freeze all over!

She maintained this posture until Ringo reached out and shook it in front of her eyes, as if she had returned to reality, and looked at Ringo with incredulous eyes: "Oh...... Merlin's beard! In less than an hour, you practiced the Traceless Stretching Spell, you, are you sure you haven't touched it before? ”

Her tone was strange.

Surprise and envy dominate, mixed with a small amount of jealousy and unconvinced.

As the prefect of Ravenclaw, she is a genius among the eaglets, even if she admired Ringo before, but in the actual interaction, she is in a downward position at the level of learning and knowledge, not rampant, but the pride that belongs to Ravenclaw in the hearts of every eaglet.

But now......

Penelope felt that pride had been shattered by Ringo.

She couldn't understand it.

I've never heard of it.

What young wizard can master the Traceless Stretching Charm in just over half an hour at the age of 11 - oh Merlin's beard! I almost forgot that Ringo was only 11 years old!

- Penelope is even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Ringo is a person who can read his face, and when he saw this, he immediately said: "Don't get excited, I said the wrong thing, that's not called mastery, that's just learning the surface." ”

"The beaded pouch expands the space of a fist, you tell me it's fur?" Hearing Ringo's words, Penelo's expression recovered a little, but his voice was still a little aggrieved, and people who didn't know heard it thought that Ringo was wrong with her.

- But in fact, it's just girls who subconsciously want to find comfort after emotional ups and downs.

Ringo should theoretically be appeased.

But he was serious: "It's really a fur, Penelope, but this fur is very precious, and it can support me to quickly master the Traceless Stretching Charm, which is the trick." ”

Hear the word "trick".

Penelope re-transformed into a Ravenclaw prefect, and his eyes were full of longing: "What's the trick?" Let's talk about it! ”

Ringo thought back to the hundreds of exercises he had just had.

Under the influence of "advancing with each passing day".

He always finds something that is hard for others to notice, such as Penelope's reminder that when he casts the Traceless Stretch Spell, he has the seed germinating and spreading in his head......

I have to say that Penelope also deserves the name of "genius".

This summary of the "will" is quite correct.

But not all of them......

Exactly it depends on the object of the spell, different objects should imagine different sizes of seeds, the seeds should be moderate when casting on beaded packets, but if you cast them on a house, you need very large seeds.

Also, the seeds should be the same each time the space is stretched and then cast, but the vine spreading force needs to be different......

Ringo shared these thoughts with Penelope.

Then he said: "That's why I said it's fur, because my will is only in line with the Traceless Stretching Spell on the beaded packet, as long as you remember the feeling when you succeeded just now, and then cast the spell on the beaded packet from now on, you only need to pay attention to the spreading power, and it will be easy to succeed...... But it's just a beaded bag, and once I change to another object, I immediately need to practice again to find a compatible will. ”

"But it's undoubtedly a 'trick'!" Penelope took his words, "Different subjects imagine different seeds, and the same object imagines different powers. ”

"That's it, what do you think?"

"I think ......" Penelope became sour again, and couldn't help but reach out and hit Ringo a few times, "you're such a nasty genius." ”

Feeling the witch's tickling, Ringo pretended to be in pain: "Oops...... Don't hit me...... Why? ”

"I'll hit you......"

Originally, Penelope was about to stop after a few hits, but as soon as Ringo said this, he was angry and hit a few more times: "Because I am the kind you say, the success rate of casting spells on beaded packets is high, and the success rate of casting spells on other things is low...... No, I can't say it's low, I should say that it hasn't been successful. ”

All right......

Feelings are poking people in the chest.

Ringo understood, and immediately proposed, "Since you agree with my trick, why don't you try it now?" If you have summarized the rules, you can try to write a paper, and once it can be published, it will also look good for your future resume. ”

"I write essays?" Penelope looked weird, "But that's what you found!" ”

"Sorry?"

"Hmm."

"Then it's better to sign my name when the time comes, what a simple thing." Ringo blinked, "Don't think about it so much, try it." ”

As soon as he was urged, and he was eager to try, Penelope took out a canvas bag the size of two palms: "How big do you think I should imagine seeds?" ”

"It depends on how big your beaded bag is."

Penelope gestured.

It's about the size of a grain of rice.

Ringo proposed, "The beaded bag is the size of a fist, and this canvas bag is the size of four fists, so try to make the seeds four times the size." ”

The words fell, and he ran away from him.

"You're not afraid of being blown up yourself, but you're afraid of being blown up by me?" Penelope gritted his teeth angrily, and before Ringo could run away, he immediately cast a spell, "—"Invisible Spread""

Crackling!

The canvas bag jumped, cracking a gap.

- Failed.

But Penelope turned from anger to excitement: "Ringo, your 'trick' must be useful!" Although I failed this time, I could clearly feel that the will was right! ”

Let's talk about it.

Without waiting for Ringo to respond, she cast a spell in quick succession, and quickly stopped on the fifteenth attempt.

"Congratulations."

Ringo ran away but was busy with his own business, and when he heard that there was no sound, he didn't raise his head but congratulated confidently.

Instead, Penelope was nervous and put his hand in—nearly a whole arm—and cast another spell—and his head was able to get in, and immediately exclaimed, "I've got this canvas bag!" ”

She jumped happily a few times.

Looking for someone to celebrate.

Only to find that he was jumping around - Ringo didn't look at himself at all, but was writing and drawing with a quill.

"Ringo? Aren't you happy that your theory is correct? ”

"Happy."

"Hmph...... Can't tell, what are you writing? ”

Penelope leaned over and read it subconsciously: "1, the pronunciation of the traceless stretching spell is accurate, the gesture is accurate, and I only think about a big seed of rice in my heart, and the effect: the beaded small bag is partially exploded; 2, the traceless stretching mantra is pronounced accurately, and the end of the gesture is slightly shaken down by 2 cm, and the heart is ...... Effect: I was bounced off and took off, and a slight crack appeared on my body; 3. Traceless ......"

"Is this a description of your failure?" She was taken aback, "What are you writing this for?" ”

"Enrich the database." Ringo didn't raise his head, his memory was very good, and he remembered many classic failures very clearly, but he was afraid of affecting the state of practice, so he didn't record it before, and when he was idle, he quickly recorded it, "It's convenient to create spells later." ”

"Can this create spells?"

"Otherwise, do you think that the spells that are circulating in the wizarding world now appear out of thin air?" Ringo laughed, "Wizards, different pronunciations, different gestures, different ideas, waving a wand produces different effects, refining or combining some stable effects will form a new spell." ”

Once again, Penelope felt speechless.

She looked at Ringo.

It's like looking at a monster.

At the same time, there was no longer jealousy and disobedience in her gaze - the same level would be dissatisfied.

But now......

It's hard for her to put Ringo on the same level anymore.

So she could only be silent, because she really didn't know what she could say.

Fortunately, Ringo recorded quickly -

Perhaps because of Daisy, he is used to having a beautiful woman next to him exhale a little heat while he is writing, which makes his brain more active.

A little over five minutes.

He put away his quill and looked at the witch, "Penelope, let's stop here tonight, how about it?" ”

"You're going back?" Penelope looked at his watch, "There's still half an hour before the curfew, what are you doing back so early?" ”

"Sleep."

"Sleep?"

"Don't you think I'm short, sleep more to grow taller." Ringo was obsessed with this.

Hear him say that.

Penelope seems to have finally regained some refreshment.

She stood up high, looked down at Ringo, and reached out to touch Ringo's head, nodding his head thoughtfully: "Yes, what a good boy, remember to drink a glass of warm milk before going to bed." ”

"It's really a vicious mouth, I didn't expect it to be plugged in the big meal." Not to be outdone, Ringo shot back, but quickly returned to his gentlemanly demeanor, "Let's go, Penelope, I'll send you back to the dormitory." ”

Penelope shook his head and looked around the room, his face shining: "I'm going to explore the secrets of the Room of Requirement, you don't have to send me, go back yourself." ”

All right......

Kitty Hawk's attributes come into play.

Ringo is not a pestering person either, and immediately walked out with his packed belongings, but before he could get out of the door, he was stopped again.

"Ringo!"

Penelope's tone became "fierce": "Do you want me to write that paper alone, you don't do anything, and then rub a name at that time, right?" ”

"Uh......"

Ringo didn't think so, he didn't even plan to rub the name, purely to sell the beauty of the witch.

"Children are not allowed to think that beautiful!" Penelope continued, "In case I make a mistake, I ask that you have to come over and check for revisions within a week2...... No, 3 times. ”

I see......

Ringo instantly understood.

Then he pretended to be reluctant and nodded in agreement under Penelope's burning gaze before being allowed to leave......

……

After Ringo left.

Penelope suddenly took a few deep breaths.

She looked at the door.

Cheeks are slightly red.

But his eyes were no longer burning, but he became calm, so calm that he walked to the table and checked the soup in the tableware: "It's not an aphrodisiac...... But why was I obsessed with the feeling of being with him just now? That's definitely not normal for me. ”

Thinking of this, she paused.

The face is cloudy.

But in the end, he sighed, looked in the direction of the gate and muttered, "It would be nice if he was older......"