Not all of the magic devices were made by Merda.

Most of them were made by George and Fred, to be exact.

He also borrowed some.

For example, there is a tree-like installation that is constantly spewing fireworks on the side.

Its function is to continuously emit fireworks as long as it is infused with magic.

There are also gadgets, such as Quidditch dolls that fly around on their own.

A fire-breathing dragon model or something.

It's mostly toys or something.

Naturally, with his grade, he has long passed the stage of playing with such childish toys.

He, Melda. Do big things.

Then, he put the dragon model in his pocket and quickly left the Room of Request.

...

"Huh? Melda, what are you doing lying on the ground? ”

As soon as Ron, who had just finished training, returned to the common room, he saw Melda crouching on the ground with a wand and constantly drawing something.

"Install underfloor heating!" Melda didn't even lift her head, and continued to engrave the Devil's Emblem on the ground with her wand.

"What?" Ron asked, confused.

"You'll find out in a moment."

It's November, and the temperature at Hogwarts has dropped to within 10 degrees.

If it's colder, you can see the frost falling by the window when you wake up in the morning.

This magic school is good at everything.

But it's the damn heater. Only fireplaces.

If you want to bake the fire, you have to occupy a position.

Good guys, can this Melda stand it?

Joke!

"It's done."

Melda stretched out her palm and slowly rotated, and as the magic power flowed in, the magic patterns on the ground brightened.

Complex lines run through all the magic patterns.

"The passage is no problem!"

Now it's almost time to get the magic.

He then pulled out a hair-thin Mithril wire from his pocket.

Fortunately, the Gryffindor Tower is relatively close to the Bing House, otherwise the line would not be long enough!

"Wait, let me look for it, I remember the interface I reserved is here."

Melda slowly fumbled against the wall.

"Sir Gracoum, do you see my reserved port again?" Melda couldn't find another wire that was only hair-thick.

He had to turn to the murals in the common room.

They've been on the wall and may see another wire going there.

"Humph! I knew you'd ask, I just bet Nick you wouldn't find it. Seeing that Melda had been looking for a long time, she finally asked herself.

Sir Gracoum looked very pleased.

He drew his sword and pointed at Sir Nicholas, who was hovering over the tower, and said, "I have won!" ”

"It's really uneasy, boy." Nick, whom the students called almost headless, Sir Nicholas said displeased.

"Uhhh

You're really idle.

"On the kid's trouser leg behind you." Sir Nicholas showed Melda the place in disappointment, and flew away.

"Oh! Thank you! ”

As she spoke, Melda looked back and saw that there was a faint silver thread on Ron's trouser leg.

Fortunately, Mithril is very tough, otherwise it would definitely be torn off.

"Don't move, Ron!"

Melda stretched out her left hand and gently lifted the thread there, then connected the wire in her right hand.

Finally, the entire wire was buried in the corner.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Ron looked at his feet in confusion, and then at the spot where Melda had buried the wire.

"Look closely."

Melda didn't explain anything, after all, with Ron's small head, he couldn't understand it if he wanted to break his brain.

"Wow!"

The young wizards who had just learned a few simple magic patterns naturally recognized what the lines under their feet were.

"Will it always exist?" Ios, who was following behind Ron, suddenly popped up, opened her eyes wide, and asked curiously.

"Yes, as long as the mana supply continues, it will always exist."

"These magic patterns are used to regulate the temperature, which can generate heat and cool down. In short, there are many features. ”

Melda explained thoughtfully.

"No wonder, just at the beginning, I felt a little hot under my feet, and I thought it was my delusion." Ron looked at the floor excitedly. Squatting directly on the ground, stretching out his hand is constantly stroking.

"It's amazing."

Just followed Ron and they participated in it. D's trained Ios couldn't say any more words to express surprise.

Two days at Hogwarts had far exceeded her expectations.

Every minute, something new is born.

And she found that the little wizards here are particularly powerful in terms of both combat awareness and spell proficiency.

Most of the Standard Spells first- and second-year spell Ron: Ron: They do.

It was even some high-level spells, some wandless spells that she had never seen before, and Ron was very skilled in using them.

This made her, an excellent student who was a top student in Ilvermorny's daily life, very uncomfortable.

Especially since she's in third grade, and Ron is only in second grade.

"Let's just use it first!" Melda didn't seem satisfied. He sat down on the couch and said leisurely.

"Once I've researched the magic pattern that can be transmitted remotely, I won't need wires. When the time comes, the whole Hogwoods will be covered with underfloor heating..."

"Hey! What about Hermione? "Well, Melda noticed that Hermione, who had gone out early in the morning, didn't come back with Ron.

"Professor Bussida has invited her to the office for tea." Ron sat down next to Melda.

Pick up the pastry on the table and put it in your mouth.

"Professor Patsida?"

Melda thought about it carefully, and then remembered that it was the professor who taught the ancient magic pattern.

"What's the matter, the professor is also interested in fist-to-flesh fighting?"

The scholarly professor looked like a well-mannered lady.

I didn't think it would be like this in my heart... Forehead... Irascible?

"The professor said that the path opened a new direction for the study of ancient magic patterns. Anyway, I just feel like I'm going to learn something next year. Ron said indignantly.

Early in the morning, he had only learned two magic patterns.

Haven't learned it yet.

He already felt bored.

If he takes this course officially next year, he is not sure that he will be able to pass the exam.

"Heh, you don't have to take such a class!"

"They're all going to take it, Harley, Seamus, and Leanne are going to take this class." Ron continued.

"Magic patterns are a profound knowledge, in addition to a single magic pattern has a variety of functions, a variety of magic patterns are arranged and combined to form a magic ring is the greater direction."

"The Ring?"

Many young wizards surrounded Melda, looking like a curious baby.

"Ring!" As she spoke, Melta stomped directly into the ground.

The magic pattern engraved on the ground suddenly rose slowly.

It was a mysterious circle of three huge rings intertwined.

Each ring has its own function, and various complex functions can be realized when nested within each other.

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