Friday morning is the History of Magic exam.

Originally, Melda wanted to leave as soon as possible, so she planned to write only the key points and not describe the specific problems too much.

But just when Melda had already finished writing most of the book and turned the page, the last essay question suddenly aroused his interest.

Discuss Mr. Accra's influence on the wizarding world.

This is clearly a problem that is out of the ordinary.

The reason is simple, Ashilda Basshat's "History of Magic", which Melda studied this year, does not have the character of Accra.

Coupled with the look cast by Professor Binns's looming body, Melda confirmed that the question was clearly given to him alone.

"No one can deny Mr. Accra's dazzling achievements in magic."

Suddenly, Melda's ears remembered the unusually excited voice of Headmaster Dexter.

"Melda, your ancestor was undoubtedly a great legendary mage. There is no doubt about it. ”

"He has shone in the wizarding world for so long that many genius wizards are in his shadow. But..."The old principal's voice suddenly paused, and there seemed to be complex emotions in his eyes, such as relief, confusion, and incomprehension. It is difficult to calm down, the past has turned into smoke, only a light sigh, as a nostalgia.

"That great era stems from the sudden disappearance of your ancestor, Mr. Accra, and no one knows where he went or what he did."

"Since then the wizarding world has come to a dead standstill, and the greatest inventions, no matter how great, are just poor imitations of that gentleman."

Poor parody !!

What an amazing compliment.

After obtaining most of Estes's research memories, Melda can modestly say that these good words and praises are completely documentary, and even somewhat one-sided.

Estes Wilgaraya fully deserves this honor.

The magic he passed down from him changed the world of Harry Potter.

Transfiguration is a magic evolution of plasticity, and a contract spell that summons is a magic evolution. The inscription system is the background color of alchemy, and the necromancy system is the origin of the darkness of this world.

Whatever kind of magic, no matter if the power of magic was used in the right direction, no matter how much the ancient wizarding council suppressed the traces of Estes' existence.

His magic is always like the sun in the sky, it is nourishing you whether you accept it or not.

Now, with the magical knowledge in Melda's brain, he can name 10,000 modern spells that can be linked to the magic left behind by the ancient Estes.

Of course, his exam paper didn't allow him to write that many words.

But a dozen is still enough.

A history of magic exam that Melda barely took two hours to complete.

This is still a brief discussion of his own point of view.

You know, he completed the first few exams in half an hour, and he was the first man to walk out of the exam room.

Melda didn't know how Professor Binns would react when he saw his papers again.

After all, the retrospective work of magic spells has been tried to deduce since the last century. Melda will never be the first, and naturally will not be the last.

However, with the combined strength of her family history and Estes's own research knowledge, this kind of retrospective is almost like a self-discussion for Melda, and it is the kind of one that has no standard answer.

His information is absolutely unique to the wizarding world.

Of course, the exam is over, and anything else is useless.

What is important is the training of the first grade and the competition of the third grade in the afternoon.

In the auditorium at noon, Melda rarely saw a single of her classmates.

It seems that Harley and the others did not wait for him, and went to train on their own after leaving the examination room. And it hasn't come back yet.

"Melda, this way."

Although Harry Ron and None of them were there, the Gryffindor students from other years were already coming to the auditorium one after another, but they didn't look very happy.

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, guess what it is?" Fred excitedly poured out a large number of various gadgets from his cloak pocket.

"This, it's this." From the mess, George found a small disc-shaped object with various patterns on the surface of the disc. There are also some strange combinations of magic patterns painted in the center.

"This? You two actually made it? Melda's gaze froze, and she scrutinized the disc in both hands.

"Of course, there's nothing we can't invent."

"As long as you have a point." The twins said together with a volley of high-fives.

"How? Are there any experiments? ”

"It's not urgent yet."

George said with thick dark circles under his eyes, "The two of us stayed up all night for this thing." How can I have time to experiment. ”

"We're going to try it later, though." Fred lowered his head and said mysteriously, "Later, everyone will go to the front yard to watch the game." Let's quietly go to the backyard and try it out in the forbidden forest. ”

"Good idea." Melda agreed.

Then followed by "So what are you waiting for?" Hurry up and eat, hurry up and leave, we don't have time. ”

Three people are simply satisfied. Then he trotted all the way to the Forbidden Forest in the backyard of Hogwarts.

"Alright, here it is."

Reaching a low-lying place, Melda cautiously looked around, but did not see anyone else, and then said with a little excitement.

"Hmm." With that, Fred took a small disc from his pocket and tossed it to Melda.

"Stay away. I can't grasp his power. ”

Melda motioned for the twins to stand far away, then took out her wand with the disc in one hand and the other hand, pointed the tip of the wand at the disc in the air and said slowly, "Recover quickly." ”

In fact, if Melda uses it herself, there is no need to chant a spell, as long as the magic is injected, but he wants to give instructions to George and Fred, and the brothers who have not learned meditation do not understand the control of magic.

Melda held the disc in her left hand and watched carefully, and as the magic power of the spell slowly seeped into the disk, the inscriptions around its shell suddenly lit up.

Its color changed from gray to a faint blue, and the color change was not over, and a ray of red light suddenly appeared. Then there is a tendency to devour the blue.

"See?" Melda held the disc and shouted at the twins.

"To throw it out before it turns red, as we had designed it to be, about eight seconds."

Eight seconds is so short that it passed in the blink of an eye.

Melda then yelled, "Fire in the hole!" He threw away the disc in his hand.