After lunch and a break, the women went out shopping again, buying the ingredients for the evening by the way. Ivy had a rare chance to practice Transfiguration. Now his practice materials have changed, and a cloud of red clay is being manipulated above the palm of his hand.

After these battles, Ivey found that he was strong, but his damage was obviously insufficient. When dealing with spiders, this is not yet obvious. After all, they are arthropods, and even if they are huge, their bodies are still fragile.

When it comes to dealing with trolls, the shortcomings are particularly obvious. Almost all attacks can't break through the troll's defenses. He was able to blow off the troll's leg because someone bought him enough time.

It's unrealistic to expect someone to help you every time, but it's not easy to change the situation. He's been practicing Transfiguration for so long, and to be honest, he's still had little effect. So far, you can use a lockpicking charm.

In terms of attack, his energy projectile can only be compressed to the size of a volleyball at most. It's enough for ordinary wizards, but it's not enough for those magical creatures to be huge. But I often have to deal with these guys in the early stage.

If the basic attack doesn't work, then change to something else. Piercing, armor piercing, and critical hits, this kind of online game-style routine has been exposed to a lot in the past life, and I understand it better. Armor piercing and critical hits are not clue for the time being, and if it is punctured, he is ready to try it.

So he replaced the practice materials with red clay. It is easier to shape than wood, and it is more difficult to get the details. And the control method is not the same. The transformation of wood is still essentially a magical category, but the shaping of red clay - to put it bluntly, is kneading with mental power to pinch out various things.

As Ivey manipulated, the mud ball shifted. Sometimes it's an animal, like a bear, like a dog, or like a cat, and can't tell what it is. Sometimes it's a vehicle, but that's a good idea, because two wheels and four wheels are very different. In short, no matter what it becomes, let alone lifelike, it can't even be presentable.

"Forget it, this thing is in a hurry. Wait until I get the essence blood of the young dragon, and refine the bone quenching potion to try again. "When your body gets stronger, your control will definitely improve.

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At night, it's still at the same coffee table. However, Wendy is no longer there, and she goes back to her house to move her things.

That's actually pretty good. After all, Ivey is going to school, and after Wendy moves over, she can be with Erin and will not be alone.

"This cake is delicious, too!" Hermione's face flushed as she held a mousse cake and spooned it into her mouth.

"I've done a lot and I'll be able to take some with me tomorrow." Ivy motioned for her to eat slowly

"Ive, do the Hufflepuff people cook as well as you do?" Hermione ate her food and looked at him with a hint of adoration

It's strange to say that Hermione, a smart person, is a slow learner of chopsticks. Until now, it's all the dishes that Betty has served her.

"How is it possible, I am the only one." On this, he was still very proud, "By the way, Harry, did they write to you?" Ivy wanted to see how things were going

"Don't mention it! I guess I forgot about it all. I also gave them Christmas presents," Hermione filled her cheeks with food, and with her puffy expression and shaggy chestnut hair, she looked like a chipmunk.

Seeing her expression, Ivy was a little amused, and he quipped, "Speaking of gifts - Betty was so nice to you, and she gave you extra food to eat, and I didn't see you give her something." ”

"Uh-I'll send it now!" Hermione was in a hurry. She pursed her red greasy mouth, "Bah", and successfully wiped Betty's face.

Betty's hand, which she wanted to block, froze in mid-air. She gave Ivy a malicious look, and her index finger curled up and "boom" a brain melon popped at Hermione's head.

"Ouch-" Hermione touched her head, looking at her pitifully

Betty had nothing to do with the little girl but to continue to serve her vegetables.

It's a rare opportunity to block Betty, and Ivey also looks like he's watching a good show.

"Say, should I write a letter to them?" Hermione felt that she should still check on the progress

"No, I'll go back tomorrow, it's not bad for this night."

"Yes, too"

"Don't want to talk, hurry up and finish eating and get ready for bed."

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Inside the Hogwarts dining hall after the holidays

"I always feel like I'm slumped every time I see you" The few people who had returned to Hogwarts reunited in the dining room.

The return journey was very simple, Ivey and the others did not take the train, and were sent directly by Erin in a flying car.

As soon as I came to the dining room from my bedroom, I saw this scene.

Harry and Ron were hunched over, their chins resting on the table, their hair disheveled, like two frosted eggplants.

"It looks like I knew I didn't have a good rest last night" Hermione stared at the dark circles on the faces of the two, "The bags under the eyes are drooping~"

"You don't understand—" Ron craned his neck and gulped his sip of water.

"I don't know how to ask. You can't be breaking the school rules again, right? - Say! How many points have Gryffindor been deducted again! Hermione made up for it, and her temper came up again.

"Don't spew blood!" Ron slapped the table and was about to stand up and line up with Hermione. But as soon as his ass was lifted and he sat down again, his anger was scattered.

"Forget it—I don't have the strength to fight with you," he took a sip of the juice and cleared his throat, "it's all Harry's fault—"

".....," Harry glanced at him

"Look at what! You dare to say it's not your reason! Ron didn't seem to be convinced, so he stood up and scolded.

"I told you a long time ago to stop looking for that broken mirror, it's weird, and you just won't listen. Well, we haven't slept peacefully for two or three days! ”

"What mirror? Didn't you go to the forbidden area of Chanique Lemay? Hermione was confused

"The mirror is that—what's it called? Oh – the Mirror of Eris. It all starts with Christmas presents..... "Ron briefly recounts the cause and effect

"What! You're sneaking out in the middle of the night again! ”

"Hey! You're looking for the wrong focus."

"Something is wrong! - Let you look for someone well, but you don't look for it, but you are so concerned about a broken mirror! ”

"We were looking for someone, who knew we would run into that mirror!"

"I don't care! You two guys who don't have enough to do and more than you can lose."

"You're embarrassed to say that you can go back for Christmas by yourself and throw this mess at us!"

"What is thrown to you, it was originally asked by you"

"What do you call yourselves! We're all in this together, we're a gang! ”

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"These two are really energetic~" Looking at Ron, who came back to life, Ivey sighed.

"What about you?" Asked Harry, who was still wilting

"I'm fine~" still can't lift my spirits

"It's not going to go on like this, find a way to distract yourself. You can't always want to be sad. ”

"He doesn't care about Nicola May right now, what else can distract him." Hermione's side seemed to be done arguing

"Isn't there still a Quidditch match, just play two games and relax." Ivy thought for a moment

"Hopefully—otherwise, I probably won't get a good night's sleep in the future." Ron yawned

"You won't die if you sleep a few days less!"

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The two started again