Chapter 079 From morning to afternoon, the biggest victim is...
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Jack really didn't mean it.
But Hannah was dragged around like a doll by the magic bean plant and tossed around in the air.
At this time, it would be useless even if the wizard's robe could grow to the toes.
Fortunately, she didn't go into battle in a vacuum.
otherwise……
Forget it, it's not him who suffers anyway, it's just Neville.
With this thought in mind, Jack pulled out his wand.
"Stop the curse!"
As the spell took shape, a burst of magic power hit the magic bean plant directly.
As a being with no sense of resistance, the magic bean plant was easily hit.
Then, the effect of the curse begins to take effect.
As a universal counterspell, it not only stops the dancing effect of Tarantella, but also causes the effect of rapid growth to disappear.
I saw the oversized magic bean plant quickly shrinking in size.
Hannah, who was originally bound in the air, couldn't help but fall down because she lost the power of restraint.
Seeing that she might be injured by the fall, Ernie quickly cast a levitating spell.
With the effect of the levitation spell, Hannah returned to the ground safely.
As soon as her butt touched the ground, she started wailing.
at the same time.
Professor Sprout also rushed over.
There was so much movement here that she actually saw it immediately.
However, Jack took action too quickly, so by the time she arrived, the matter was already over.
"Poor Aibo, are you injured?" Professor Sprout asked eagerly.
Hannah didn't respond, she was still crying.
People who didn't know it thought her bones were broken when they saw her.
"Oh, poor child, let's go to Madam Pomfrey's to see if your injuries are serious."
Seeing that Hannah was crying but not speaking, Professor Sprout had no choice but to take her to the school doctor's office first.
Being a good friend of Hannah's, Ernie tagged along.
Now that these two people are gone, the little transparent Justin also goes to the school doctor's office.
Jack and John were left looking at each other.
After a long time, John said helplessly: "Isn't it right? You have to go to the school doctor's office like this? Aren't you not injured?"
"Maybe some internal injuries?" Jack wasn't sure.
Throwing people around like rag dolls.
Even if the internal organs are fine, the tendons of the limbs may not be able to bear it and may be damaged.
Professor Sprout is right.
"All I can say is that she brought it upon herself." John shrugged, "Look at her, she keeps saying that Ernie is so awesome, so awesome, tsk tsk... Ernie has lost his mind, right?"
"Who says it's not?" Jack shook his head.
What a child, so young, he actually lost himself in the compliments.
anyway.
Is there such a plot in the original novel?
Is it because of this that Hannah finally chose Neville instead of Ernie?
"They are gone, what should we do now?" John yawned and found a place to sit down, "Waiting for them to come back?"
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you."
Jack sat down too.
"What are you talking about?" John took out a bottle of drink from his arms.
It's fresh orange juice.
He drank a few sips and stuffed Jack with another bag of potato chips.
He took out the roast duck legs and started to bite them.
It can be seen that he is already very proficient in this process.
Jack opened the potato chips for him, took some, and then handed them back to him: "It's the one I asked about before."
"Which one is that?" John had long forgotten.
"Suppose I want to find some Muggles to study magic beans, what method should I use to circumvent the secrecy law?" Jack reminded.
The Statute of Secrecy is not just a law that restricts wizards from displaying magic in front of Muggles.
It is a whole set of laws with many regulations.
In addition to restricting the behavior of wizards, there are also restrictions such as not giving alchemy creations to Muggles, not allowing them to see magical animals, not allowing them to learn about magical plants, etc.
There is no doubt that magic beans are magical plants.
Jack can study it himself or find a wizard to study it, that's all.
If you ask Muggles to do research, it will directly violate the confidentiality law.
He will be sent to Azkaban for further training.
"This one……"
In order to solve Jack's problem, John, who was thinking seriously, even chewed duck meat slower.
But until he put the duck meat into his stomach, he didn't think of a feasible solution.
Can only shake his head.
"I really don't know about this. Otherwise, I can write a letter home and ask my father to use the wisdom of the think tank." He could only suggest this.
"Well, you ask." Jack sighed.
At this time, he had to feel emotional.
As a time traveler, I don’t seem to have any powerful plug-ins.
I don’t ask for any krypton gold to become stronger, or to bring my own Sharingan or something.
Why don't you give me some extra plug-ins?
Add some IQ, preferably smarter than Einstein.
It won’t be so hard to think about something.
Since there is no answer for the time being, Jack doesn't worry about it anymore.
Chatting with John.
After just chatting for a few words, Professor Sprout came back.
Only her.
It seems that Ernie and the others are in the school doctor's office and will not come back.
Jack didn't care either.
Continue the class.
After casting a few magic spells on the magic bean plants and having some experience, I secretly picked some pods.
These are mature pods. The magic beans inside can grow quickly if put directly into the soil.
He plans to get some seeds so that if they are used for research in the future, he will not be without experimental products.
What if you don’t have the opportunity to research?
Then try to see if you can eat what grows from the magic beans.
No matter how magical the magical plants are, they are just plants.
Plants are edible as long as they are not poisonous.
It's nothing more than whether it tastes good or not.
In the morning class, there was only a small episode like Hannah, and the rest was uneventful.
In the afternoon there were some useless classes.
It was Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic. Jack took a break and went over.
It's a bit different from the Harry Potter fanfics I've seen online before.
Jack didn't feel anything special in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Professor Quirrell seemed like an ordinary teacher, a little stuttering and cowardly, telling the young wizards the contents of the book.
He really followed the instructions and almost read the punctuation marks directly.
As for Voldemort in Professor Quirrell, there was no movement at all.
Jack considers himself not a warrior who can fight against the devil, so he doesn't bother to pry into Quirrell's background.
If Voldemort was not a noseless monster, but a giant o with white hair and childish face that conformed to Chinese aesthetics, he would have risen to the challenge long ago.
As for now?
You don't know me, I don't know you.
Just be passers-by in each other's lives.
Time passed quickly.
In one fell swoop, all the classes were finished and it was time for dinner.
Jack, who had just finished class, went to the toilet first and then to the auditorium.
He just came down the stairs.
I saw Draco beating Neville.
Jack: "???"
But Hannah was dragged around like a doll by the magic bean plant and tossed around in the air.
At this time, it would be useless even if the wizard's robe could grow to the toes.
Fortunately, she didn't go into battle in a vacuum.
otherwise……
Forget it, it's not him who suffers anyway, it's just Neville.
With this thought in mind, Jack pulled out his wand.
"Stop the curse!"
As the spell took shape, a burst of magic power hit the magic bean plant directly.
As a being with no sense of resistance, the magic bean plant was easily hit.
Then, the effect of the curse begins to take effect.
As a universal counterspell, it not only stops the dancing effect of Tarantella, but also causes the effect of rapid growth to disappear.
I saw the oversized magic bean plant quickly shrinking in size.
Hannah, who was originally bound in the air, couldn't help but fall down because she lost the power of restraint.
Seeing that she might be injured by the fall, Ernie quickly cast a levitating spell.
With the effect of the levitation spell, Hannah returned to the ground safely.
As soon as her butt touched the ground, she started wailing.
at the same time.
Professor Sprout also rushed over.
There was so much movement here that she actually saw it immediately.
However, Jack took action too quickly, so by the time she arrived, the matter was already over.
"Poor Aibo, are you injured?" Professor Sprout asked eagerly.
Hannah didn't respond, she was still crying.
People who didn't know it thought her bones were broken when they saw her.
"Oh, poor child, let's go to Madam Pomfrey's to see if your injuries are serious."
Seeing that Hannah was crying but not speaking, Professor Sprout had no choice but to take her to the school doctor's office first.
Being a good friend of Hannah's, Ernie tagged along.
Now that these two people are gone, the little transparent Justin also goes to the school doctor's office.
Jack and John were left looking at each other.
After a long time, John said helplessly: "Isn't it right? You have to go to the school doctor's office like this? Aren't you not injured?"
"Maybe some internal injuries?" Jack wasn't sure.
Throwing people around like rag dolls.
Even if the internal organs are fine, the tendons of the limbs may not be able to bear it and may be damaged.
Professor Sprout is right.
"All I can say is that she brought it upon herself." John shrugged, "Look at her, she keeps saying that Ernie is so awesome, so awesome, tsk tsk... Ernie has lost his mind, right?"
"Who says it's not?" Jack shook his head.
What a child, so young, he actually lost himself in the compliments.
anyway.
Is there such a plot in the original novel?
Is it because of this that Hannah finally chose Neville instead of Ernie?
"They are gone, what should we do now?" John yawned and found a place to sit down, "Waiting for them to come back?"
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you."
Jack sat down too.
"What are you talking about?" John took out a bottle of drink from his arms.
It's fresh orange juice.
He drank a few sips and stuffed Jack with another bag of potato chips.
He took out the roast duck legs and started to bite them.
It can be seen that he is already very proficient in this process.
Jack opened the potato chips for him, took some, and then handed them back to him: "It's the one I asked about before."
"Which one is that?" John had long forgotten.
"Suppose I want to find some Muggles to study magic beans, what method should I use to circumvent the secrecy law?" Jack reminded.
The Statute of Secrecy is not just a law that restricts wizards from displaying magic in front of Muggles.
It is a whole set of laws with many regulations.
In addition to restricting the behavior of wizards, there are also restrictions such as not giving alchemy creations to Muggles, not allowing them to see magical animals, not allowing them to learn about magical plants, etc.
There is no doubt that magic beans are magical plants.
Jack can study it himself or find a wizard to study it, that's all.
If you ask Muggles to do research, it will directly violate the confidentiality law.
He will be sent to Azkaban for further training.
"This one……"
In order to solve Jack's problem, John, who was thinking seriously, even chewed duck meat slower.
But until he put the duck meat into his stomach, he didn't think of a feasible solution.
Can only shake his head.
"I really don't know about this. Otherwise, I can write a letter home and ask my father to use the wisdom of the think tank." He could only suggest this.
"Well, you ask." Jack sighed.
At this time, he had to feel emotional.
As a time traveler, I don’t seem to have any powerful plug-ins.
I don’t ask for any krypton gold to become stronger, or to bring my own Sharingan or something.
Why don't you give me some extra plug-ins?
Add some IQ, preferably smarter than Einstein.
It won’t be so hard to think about something.
Since there is no answer for the time being, Jack doesn't worry about it anymore.
Chatting with John.
After just chatting for a few words, Professor Sprout came back.
Only her.
It seems that Ernie and the others are in the school doctor's office and will not come back.
Jack didn't care either.
Continue the class.
After casting a few magic spells on the magic bean plants and having some experience, I secretly picked some pods.
These are mature pods. The magic beans inside can grow quickly if put directly into the soil.
He plans to get some seeds so that if they are used for research in the future, he will not be without experimental products.
What if you don’t have the opportunity to research?
Then try to see if you can eat what grows from the magic beans.
No matter how magical the magical plants are, they are just plants.
Plants are edible as long as they are not poisonous.
It's nothing more than whether it tastes good or not.
In the morning class, there was only a small episode like Hannah, and the rest was uneventful.
In the afternoon there were some useless classes.
It was Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic. Jack took a break and went over.
It's a bit different from the Harry Potter fanfics I've seen online before.
Jack didn't feel anything special in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Professor Quirrell seemed like an ordinary teacher, a little stuttering and cowardly, telling the young wizards the contents of the book.
He really followed the instructions and almost read the punctuation marks directly.
As for Voldemort in Professor Quirrell, there was no movement at all.
Jack considers himself not a warrior who can fight against the devil, so he doesn't bother to pry into Quirrell's background.
If Voldemort was not a noseless monster, but a giant o with white hair and childish face that conformed to Chinese aesthetics, he would have risen to the challenge long ago.
As for now?
You don't know me, I don't know you.
Just be passers-by in each other's lives.
Time passed quickly.
In one fell swoop, all the classes were finished and it was time for dinner.
Jack, who had just finished class, went to the toilet first and then to the auditorium.
He just came down the stairs.
I saw Draco beating Neville.
Jack: "???"
