Chapter 32: Conversion Spell and Stealing Homework
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The days seemed to be back to normal again.
As November approaches, the Scottish Highlands begin to cheer for winter.
The mountains around the school are foggy all day long.
"Successful." Hermione cheered. Due to Mr. Filch's strong protest and the increasing difficulty of cleaning the classroom in winter, Soul and Hermione were forced to practice magic on the lawn outside the castle against the cold wind.
Practicing magic openly and openly attracted the attention of many young wizards at first, but they were quickly repelled by the biting wind and incomprehensible operations.
On a cold day, practicing magic in near-zero temperatures is hard on yourself. Isn’t the fireplace warm?Doesn’t hot cocoa taste delicious?
A vivid Mal stood on the lawn with a single horn on his head, his golden mane swaying gently in the wind.
Hermione thought she had succeeded, enough to make a difference.
But Soul was not satisfied, "No, Hermione, we are happy too early."
"I think Angel will be very satisfied." Hermione wore a hat and a scarf, rubbed her hands and exhaled balls of white hot air.
"Do you remember the one that Professor Dumbledore transformed into?" Soul frowned, "It can carry Angel all over the house."
"Moreover, this horse can only last up to an hour before it recovers. Professor McGonagall has reminded us that we cannot release magic at home, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will send an Auror to treat us to tea."
"I know you really want to turn into a moving "unicorn". There is still more than a month before the Christmas holiday. Let's take our time. Maybe you can seek help from Professor Dumbledore." Hermione stayed where she was. He stamped his feet and took a breath of hot breath into his palms.
"I think we should go back to the castle now, we've been out here for over two hours."
"Okay." Soul glanced at Hermione. The little girl was already shaking a little from the cold, and there was no point in practicing any more.
So he canceled the transformation spell, and then released the levitation spell to let the wooden chair return to its original shape and follow behind him.
Public goods should be returned to their original places.
"Let's go back," he said.
The two walked slowly back along the path, and met Harry holding a broom at the gate of the castle. He looked very cold, his face was red, and there were grass clippings and some white frost in his hair.
"Hi, Soul." Harry greeted the two of them and left in a hurry.
"Why is he so mysterious?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion.
Soul chuckled lightly and moved the chair to the room where they stayed before the sorting. "It's easy to guess that Harry should have joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"But aren't first graders not allowed to participate in Quidditch?" Hermione didn't believe it.
"Who knows?" Soul said with a smile, "Where will we go next?"
"Of course it's the library!" Hermione decided immediately, "I still have homework to do for Potions and Charms."
"Oh... I forgot." Soul patted his head, and then looked at Hermione with a smile, "Then, can Miss Granger give me a "learner" from her homework?"
"What do you think?" Hermione also curled her eyes and looked back with a smile, "I don't think you are just borrowing from it."
"Professor Flitwick has tactfully reminded me that he has found a lot of similar or even identical assignments in recent assignments. Those people have one thing in common..."
"Eh?" Su Er blinked innocently. "Listen to my quibbles, no, explain..."
"I promise, I'm just learning from it."
"real."
"You trust me!"
But Hermione rolled her eyes, turned around and left.
…………
The temperature is getting lower day by day, and the ice on the Black Lake is as hard as hardened steel.
Except for attending classes, the little wizards basically stayed in their respective lounges around the roaring fireplace. For them, walking through the contracted corridors with ventilation on three sides to attend classes in the freezing weather was tantamount to a torture.
These days, just like taking flying lessons for the first time, the top trending search topic in Hogwarts is firmly occupied by the upcoming Quidditch match.
The second most searched item is the newly released body-warming bottle. As soon as this bottle appeared, it quickly swept the entire Hogwarts.
Putting aside the start of the Quidditch match for now, the new hand-warmer bottle started when I was catching up on homework in the library.
On this day, after finishing her homework, Hermione found a book about fire spells among the books in the library. It was loose and had an ominous author. Some of the pages that recorded the spells had also disappeared, and it seemed that someone had deliberately destroyed it. Go, but there is a spell in the remaining pages that is very interesting.
The pages recording it were all written in runes, which greatly aroused Hermione's interest.
"Maybe this is a very powerful magic spell." She said, "Besides, don't you think its lines are very interesting?"
"Sul! Don't take my homework!"
Sultan smiled and retracted his hand that secretly touched the parchment. He leaned forward without any embarrassment and looked at the book in Hermione's hand. There was also a picture attached to it, a blue flame in a transparent bottle. Shake.
"First of all, we can rule out black magic or powerful curses." Suer curled his lips and raised his chin in one direction. Mrs. Pince was guarding there with a hair duster, "Those are all there. "
"But..." Suer raised his hand and touched his chin, "We can translate it. Maybe it was missed by someone?"
It's better than struggling to read information and write a paper.
Why do you need to do homework when there is something ready-made that you can "learn from"? ?
"This should be in runes. I'll write my homework first. How about I translate it for you when it's done?"
"Then I'll go find the Rune Translation Dictionary. I remember the librarian has it." Hermione nodded, stood up and left her seat.
Eh?Isn't this the opportunity?
Su Er was delighted.
"Don't take my homework." Hermione turned back with a tigerish face and warned her before she had taken a few steps.
"Who do you think I am!" Suer said sincerely, "Even if I starve to death here and jump from here, I won't touch your homework!"
Hermione then put away her tiger face and left with satisfaction.
"That's weird." Soul muttered softly. After Hermione's figure disappeared from the bookshelf, he immediately reached out and took out the parchment that Hermione had neatly stacked, and took out the wand.
"Copy into double.."
Looking at the extra stack of parchment, Sur nodded with satisfaction, "Magic reveals its miraculous power at this time, hehe."
He transformed the copied parchment into the form of a book using transmutation, then carefully restored Hermione's homework to its original position, and checked it up, down, left and right.
You're done!
Then he casually took out a blank piece of parchment and pretended to be writing furiously.
Two minutes later, Hermione returned to her seat with a thick book. She first checked whether her parchment had been touched, and then glanced suspiciously at Soul, who was writing with a quill, completely ignoring it. I found an extra "book" beside Su Er.
Pretty honest, Hermione hummed in satisfaction.
Hehe, it's so easy to deceive. Su Er noticed the change in Hermione's demeanor with his peripheral vision. His face was expressionless, and in his heart, the black Su Er holding the three-pronged spear and having two ears laughed with his arms akimbo.
As November approaches, the Scottish Highlands begin to cheer for winter.
The mountains around the school are foggy all day long.
"Successful." Hermione cheered. Due to Mr. Filch's strong protest and the increasing difficulty of cleaning the classroom in winter, Soul and Hermione were forced to practice magic on the lawn outside the castle against the cold wind.
Practicing magic openly and openly attracted the attention of many young wizards at first, but they were quickly repelled by the biting wind and incomprehensible operations.
On a cold day, practicing magic in near-zero temperatures is hard on yourself. Isn’t the fireplace warm?Doesn’t hot cocoa taste delicious?
A vivid Mal stood on the lawn with a single horn on his head, his golden mane swaying gently in the wind.
Hermione thought she had succeeded, enough to make a difference.
But Soul was not satisfied, "No, Hermione, we are happy too early."
"I think Angel will be very satisfied." Hermione wore a hat and a scarf, rubbed her hands and exhaled balls of white hot air.
"Do you remember the one that Professor Dumbledore transformed into?" Soul frowned, "It can carry Angel all over the house."
"Moreover, this horse can only last up to an hour before it recovers. Professor McGonagall has reminded us that we cannot release magic at home, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will send an Auror to treat us to tea."
"I know you really want to turn into a moving "unicorn". There is still more than a month before the Christmas holiday. Let's take our time. Maybe you can seek help from Professor Dumbledore." Hermione stayed where she was. He stamped his feet and took a breath of hot breath into his palms.
"I think we should go back to the castle now, we've been out here for over two hours."
"Okay." Soul glanced at Hermione. The little girl was already shaking a little from the cold, and there was no point in practicing any more.
So he canceled the transformation spell, and then released the levitation spell to let the wooden chair return to its original shape and follow behind him.
Public goods should be returned to their original places.
"Let's go back," he said.
The two walked slowly back along the path, and met Harry holding a broom at the gate of the castle. He looked very cold, his face was red, and there were grass clippings and some white frost in his hair.
"Hi, Soul." Harry greeted the two of them and left in a hurry.
"Why is he so mysterious?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion.
Soul chuckled lightly and moved the chair to the room where they stayed before the sorting. "It's easy to guess that Harry should have joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"But aren't first graders not allowed to participate in Quidditch?" Hermione didn't believe it.
"Who knows?" Soul said with a smile, "Where will we go next?"
"Of course it's the library!" Hermione decided immediately, "I still have homework to do for Potions and Charms."
"Oh... I forgot." Soul patted his head, and then looked at Hermione with a smile, "Then, can Miss Granger give me a "learner" from her homework?"
"What do you think?" Hermione also curled her eyes and looked back with a smile, "I don't think you are just borrowing from it."
"Professor Flitwick has tactfully reminded me that he has found a lot of similar or even identical assignments in recent assignments. Those people have one thing in common..."
"Eh?" Su Er blinked innocently. "Listen to my quibbles, no, explain..."
"I promise, I'm just learning from it."
"real."
"You trust me!"
But Hermione rolled her eyes, turned around and left.
…………
The temperature is getting lower day by day, and the ice on the Black Lake is as hard as hardened steel.
Except for attending classes, the little wizards basically stayed in their respective lounges around the roaring fireplace. For them, walking through the contracted corridors with ventilation on three sides to attend classes in the freezing weather was tantamount to a torture.
These days, just like taking flying lessons for the first time, the top trending search topic in Hogwarts is firmly occupied by the upcoming Quidditch match.
The second most searched item is the newly released body-warming bottle. As soon as this bottle appeared, it quickly swept the entire Hogwarts.
Putting aside the start of the Quidditch match for now, the new hand-warmer bottle started when I was catching up on homework in the library.
On this day, after finishing her homework, Hermione found a book about fire spells among the books in the library. It was loose and had an ominous author. Some of the pages that recorded the spells had also disappeared, and it seemed that someone had deliberately destroyed it. Go, but there is a spell in the remaining pages that is very interesting.
The pages recording it were all written in runes, which greatly aroused Hermione's interest.
"Maybe this is a very powerful magic spell." She said, "Besides, don't you think its lines are very interesting?"
"Sul! Don't take my homework!"
Sultan smiled and retracted his hand that secretly touched the parchment. He leaned forward without any embarrassment and looked at the book in Hermione's hand. There was also a picture attached to it, a blue flame in a transparent bottle. Shake.
"First of all, we can rule out black magic or powerful curses." Suer curled his lips and raised his chin in one direction. Mrs. Pince was guarding there with a hair duster, "Those are all there. "
"But..." Suer raised his hand and touched his chin, "We can translate it. Maybe it was missed by someone?"
It's better than struggling to read information and write a paper.
Why do you need to do homework when there is something ready-made that you can "learn from"? ?
"This should be in runes. I'll write my homework first. How about I translate it for you when it's done?"
"Then I'll go find the Rune Translation Dictionary. I remember the librarian has it." Hermione nodded, stood up and left her seat.
Eh?Isn't this the opportunity?
Su Er was delighted.
"Don't take my homework." Hermione turned back with a tigerish face and warned her before she had taken a few steps.
"Who do you think I am!" Suer said sincerely, "Even if I starve to death here and jump from here, I won't touch your homework!"
Hermione then put away her tiger face and left with satisfaction.
"That's weird." Soul muttered softly. After Hermione's figure disappeared from the bookshelf, he immediately reached out and took out the parchment that Hermione had neatly stacked, and took out the wand.
"Copy into double.."
Looking at the extra stack of parchment, Sur nodded with satisfaction, "Magic reveals its miraculous power at this time, hehe."
He transformed the copied parchment into the form of a book using transmutation, then carefully restored Hermione's homework to its original position, and checked it up, down, left and right.
You're done!
Then he casually took out a blank piece of parchment and pretended to be writing furiously.
Two minutes later, Hermione returned to her seat with a thick book. She first checked whether her parchment had been touched, and then glanced suspiciously at Soul, who was writing with a quill, completely ignoring it. I found an extra "book" beside Su Er.
Pretty honest, Hermione hummed in satisfaction.
Hehe, it's so easy to deceive. Su Er noticed the change in Hermione's demeanor with his peripheral vision. His face was expressionless, and in his heart, the black Su Er holding the three-pronged spear and having two ears laughed with his arms akimbo.
