Joel has been obsessed with magic for the past two days, and he keeps putting into practice what he has learned from his textbooks.

In Tuesday's Transfiguration class, he failed to turn a match into a silver needle, but he managed to sharpen one end of the match.

After a hard lesson, he found that his progress bar for the Transfiguration of Objects had increased by 2.8%.

That's too slow, right?

Nearly 40 lessons to complete the Object Transfiguration (Elementary)?

What's more, the more difficult the course gets, and it's hard for Joel to guarantee that each class can grow so much progress bar.

Sure enough, if you want to become stronger, you have to rely on krypton.

Joel didn't waste his time, though, as he used his free nighttime on Tuesday to increase both the Levitation Charm and the Lockpicking Charm by 25%, and with 50% of the rewards for completing the previous mission, he was barely able to get the parchment floating 8 inches (20.32cm) off the table.

This is undoubtedly a big improvement, not comparable to the perverted Sergei, but a lot faster than Eddie and Allen.

Sure enough, his learning ability is still very strong, and Joel is a little pleased.

Early Wednesday morning, he arrived at the owl shed in the West Tower with a written letter.

It was a circular stone room where hundreds of owls stayed and rested, and in order to make it easier for the owls to enter and exit, the shed was not glazed, and the cold air of early autumn in England hit Joel's face, and with it a stench.

I don't know how long it hasn't been cleaned, and in addition to straw, there are a lot of owl droppings and mouse bones on the ground.

Joel carefully avoided the droppings and went to the innermost branch of the shed, which was full of neat brown owls, all of which were Hogwarts' own owls, and they could be asked to deliver a letter for 5 copper nats.

Joel fell in love with a supple owl with shiny fur and a sturdy posture, and he went up and gently flicked the owl's feathers with his index finger, and he lowered his head and gently chattered Joel's fingers, "Go and give this letter to Mr. Bogin Bock in Tumbledown Alley, will you?" ”

He picked out five of the seven remaining nats in his pocket, stuffed them into the pocket of the owl's left paw, and placed the envelope on his right paw.

The owl nodded, flapped its wings, and flew around the shed twice before flying away from Hogwarts.

Joel watched as the owl gradually turned into a dot and disappeared into the distant sky before withdrawing his gaze.

When he turned around and was about to go downstairs for breakfast, he saw Haylis climbing up the spiral staircase.

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, the black hair on the sides of her cheeks was a little messy, as if she hadn't washed her hair in the morning.

"Hmm...... I send a letter, what about you? Helis spoke, her black hair still covering a small part of her face, as if she was shrunk into a protective shell.

Come to the owl shack and don't send a letter, is it possible to tease the owl?

Joel, of course, wouldn't say that, he nodded, and the two of them fell into embarrassment.

Helis nodded, clenched the envelope in her hand, and walked up.

Joel shook his head and headed downstairs.

At breakfast, Eddie's eyes didn't take his eyes off the teacher's chair, keeping his eyes fixed on Professor Claire White.

Her smile and smile touched the hearts of many boys at the dean's table.

"Hey!" Sergei complained dissatisfied, and due to distraction from going to see Claire, Eddie accidentally dropped a few drops of cream onto Sergei's robe when he was taking bread, which stood out on the black robe.

"Ah...... Sorry, sorry. Eddie's gaze remained on Professor White.

Sergei frowned, and had to pull out his wand to put two cleansing charms on his robe, while Joel chewed slowly, glancing at Professor White in the teacher's chair from time to time, curious about her future.

According to Voldemort's curse, no one can be a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts for two years in a row, and I wonder how Professor White will step down?

Looking at the seven Defence Against the Dark Arts professors in the original book, Remus Lupin, who was revealed to be a werewolf, was decent when he left.

However, Professor Wright's teaching skills are really good, and the first class was an eye-opener for them.

"This is the resurrection zombie I caught from the Sahara Desert in Africa last week, and this thing is extremely harmful to the human body, but they are not very dangerous, mainly because of their slow movement." In the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the fourth floor, Professor White asked them to leave their seats and come to the front of the room, then pulled a large cloth bag out of the lectern.

The bag was bulging, and the zombies inside were still restless, trying to tear the bag open, but the seal of the bag shone with a light blue light, like a seal that bound it firmly.

"This is the seal that the immigration bureau asked me to make, otherwise those nervous and nervous Ministry of Magic employees would not allow me to enter the UK with it."

Professor White shook his long burgundy hair, and shook it with one hand with the cloth bag, "I'll release the resurrection zombie first, and then we'll study slowly, you guys step back a little, don't get too close to me." ”

Her right wand was placed on the seal of the bag, and the seal fell off instantly.

Seeing that the seal that had been blocking him disappeared, the resurrection zombie in the cloth bag struggled even more fiercely, tearing the cloth bag to pieces in a moment, revealing his true face to the students.

Several Ravenclaw girls were frightened and turned pale and stepped back, and several Gryffindor boys even took two steps forward, wanting to look more closely.

Joel and several roommates stayed on the side of the podium, and could clearly see the body of the resurrected zombie.

This guy is tall and short, no different from the body structure of ordinary people, his skin is dark, and his body is covered with small raised blisters, which is enough to make the dense phobia feel intensely uncomfortable, its arms are unusually long and drooping at the knees, its mouth is dripping, and it also makes an unconscious roar.

"This is the Resurrection Zombie," Professor White told them, "and it's a little slower than the old woman, and unless you're attacked, there's little danger." ”

"Be careful!" She suddenly yells that a mischievous Gryffindor boy is trying to touch the zombie from behind, and Professor White reacts quickly, kicking the boy down with a flying kick just as he is about to touch the blisters on it.

In desperation, the kick was not well controlled, and the boy fell to the ground clutching his chest, his face showing a look of pain.

"The danger of the resurrected zombie is in the dense blisters on its body!" Professor White's face was cold, obviously extremely angry, and she shouted sternly: "These blisters will shatter when touched, and once the liquid inside falls on the human skin, it will cause irreversible damage!" ”

"Skin erosion and necrosis are trivial matters, and if they are not treated properly, they are in danger of amputation!"

Professor Wright was so quick that she poked her wand into the blister of the resurrected zombie and immediately retracted it, the blister shattered, and a stream of black liquid splattered out and hit the floor, gurgling and bubbling.

A puff of white smoke rose and a pungent sour smell filled the classroom.

Not only did the black liquid corrode and penetrate the floor, but even the stones between the floors were burned into holes three or four centimeters deep.