Recalling his previous battle with Voldemort, Rig came to his senses.

How do I add a point to the bias? Not a single means of protection?

Nearly stupid stupid.

Glancing at Cat-Eared Lady Zero, Rig was convinced.

Unbelievingly, he went through the list of spells again, and clicked on the life spells to look at them.

The level 5 cleanup was a bit of a surprise to him, as he had rarely used the spell since he entered Hogwarts.

After all, there are a large number of house-elves in Hogwarts who serve the little wizards.

Look what Ron is doing in his dorm! Unexpectedly, his cleanup has risen so high.

Among the life spells that were folded, there was really no combat spell, and the classification of zero was quite appropriate.

Behind him, Zero, who was still on standby just now, rolled his eyes as he listened to Rig's muttering.

She felt that she could do it again, and that she had regained her sense of superiority in intelligence.

She's a smart cat!

It's a pity that this happiness didn't last for a second before it was broken by Rig.

Considering that there was also Professor Flitwick waiting for him who was willing to help the little wizard learn spells, Rig decisively abandoned the cat-eared lady who wanted to eat experience points.

Rig smiled evilly and said, "Don't look at it, I won't add more this time." In the future, I will rely on my own efforts! ”

and the help of the thighs, Rig silently added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

Unable to sit still, she stood up in surprise, "Don't you need experience points to level up?"

Originally, watching Rig stand in front of the panel and meditate, Zero was already thinking about how much experience points he would have to collect from Rig for learning new spells.

Even if Rig was so bad just now, how could he charge one more experience point!

It's a pity that Rig is not the same person he used to be!

After a semester of studying spells, Rig also has a certain understanding of his learning ability.

If Zero were to spend 12 XP to learn a spell similar to the Levitation Charm difficulty right now, he wouldn't have learned it.

But for him when he first joined the wizarding world, the first spell was the Levitation Charm, which relieved his urgent need at the time.

At that time, he urgently needed a spell to solve the dilemma, but now Rig didn't need it.

He has a myriad of ways to solve his current problems, not just in terms of spell level, but also in terms of connections.

After thinking about it, he felt that the armor protection he had included was perfect for enhancing his combat abilities, and that this regular combat spell did not require any valuable experience to be invested.

Rig had heard that Professor Flitwick had always wanted to start a battle club, but had not received the consent of Madam Pomfrey and Headmaster Dumbledore.

Parents who lived through the dark reign of Voldemort had a strange mentality.

They always feel that as long as their children grow up happily and happily at Hogwarts without danger, they can make up for their monochromatic childhood.

There is no danger point, Professor Flitwick has just announced the good news of the match club in class.

Professor Flitwick is happy, and so are the students.

But the parents disagreed.

Letters of yelling and complaints drifted like snowflakes into Dumbledore's and Professor Flitwick's offices.

As a result, the final match against the club was over.

Since Professor Flitwick had had this idea, he should be able to use a series of spells such as armor and self-protection.

Rig is ready for next semester, holding Nicol and Flitwick's thighs firmly.

Professor Wool is a professional.

After double-checking his character panel again to make sure it was okay, Rig turned to coax his dumb cat.

No, no, Rig is really worried that Zero can keep puffing up until the next time he comes to the consciousness space.

Although he swore to see Empty Nester Zero every day last time, Rig thought about the colorful wizarding world during the summer vacation, and increased his praise with a weak heart.

Is the magic ice cream not delicious or wonderful, he really can't remember the cat-eared lady at home!

After brushing the cat's hair, Rig walked out of the system space with peace of mind and slept until dawn.

Another good night's sleep.

When he is in the system space, his body will also be in a state of rest, so although he has only slept for a few hours, Rig also feels that he has slept very much, and his vitality has almost recovered.

Madam Pomfrey returned to the infirmary early in the morning, waiting to see today's hapless little wizard.

As soon as she entered, she saw the little wizards' bed curtains pulled, and everyone was asleep.

Ron, who had been playing with Harry until midnight, didn't even close the curtains on his bed, and as soon as he got into bed, he lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

Madam Pomfrey freed Ron's face from the soft pillow, and Ron breathed heavily, his breath finally clear.

By noon, the quartet had all woken up.

Ron swung his knife and fork and swore to the other three, "I was fighting a dragon in the water yesterday with evil black eyes!" ”

Behind the boy, Madam Pomfrey, who was sorting through the files, raised an eyebrow, she had black eyes.

Harry, who was sitting across from Madam Pomfrey, also saw the gentle healer suddenly stop moving, and he moved his ass in some discomfort.

Harry pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a way to change the subject.

"We want to go to a banquet," Harry said to Madam Pomfrey as she sorted out the large pile of candy boxes Dumbledore had left behind, "is that okay?" ”

"Professor Dumbledore just said you were allowed to go."

She frowned. According to her thoughts, these four little wizards should not leave her sight these days.

Many curses and magic injuries can kill a wizard in a split second, and if they are not treated on the spot, it is a tragic end.

But, alas...... Madam Pomfrey sighed, and Dumbledore insisted that the young wizards see the honor they had won for Gryffindor.

"If you change your clothes at night, you can go. Don't say I didn't remind you, everyone will dress up. ”

When she doesn't have to deal with disobedient little wizards or old wizards, Madam Pomfrey is still very gentle.

Rig and Hermione looked at each other in surprise, and Harry and Ron slapped the table in excitement.

They're going to the school year dinner! Madam Pomfrey had been saying they couldn't go, and the boys had been lost for a long time.

After reporting to Madam Pomfrey, they rushed back to their bedroom.

Hermione frantically flipped through the wizarding robes she had spread out to fill a bed, none of which satisfied her.

She wondered how she didn't have a single piece of clothing to wear.

Hermione secretly decided to buy ten different styles of school gowns this summer!

Ron also hesitated between his two washed white wizarding robes, Harry and Rig were gorgeous, and he wanted to dress better, but Mrs. Weasley really didn't leave him with much choice.

These two must be old clothes for Charlie or the Twins, Ron thought a little sadly.

Rig noticed Ron's sad back and empathetically pulled out his school robe that he hadn't worn yet.

Harry cautiously asked Ron as well, "Do I have a liner you need?" I never wore it, and I don't need it. ”

Harry was a little clumsy to make up for it, and both he and Rig were afraid to poke Ron in the sensitive and inferior little heart.

That night, the group of four dressed up for the year-end party.

Ball Subscription Ball Referral Ticket and Commuter Pass————

It's trapped me.

Yesterday, I received a notice at the short end of the day, and I brushed up on politics until half past one, and then I suddenly thought of it. Will there be answers on the Internet, so that I don't need to take notes sentence by sentence?

A search, grass, sure enough. Finally, after the exam, it was half past three o'clock, and at 9 o'clock, I got up again to code words.

Sleep, sleep, for the sake of me working so hard, let's get a monthly pass

(End of chapter)