The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 209
The initial war accelerated the progress of magic pattern research.

Human beings have not only studied and supplemented in a rather long timeline.This set of standard magic pattern sequences was finally determined.

Since the magic pattern is summed up by people, it naturally has a law.

But the problem is that those rules are established based on the identities of other races in different worlds. There are no elves or goblins in Harry Potter's world, so naturally there is no way to use that set of rules.

For the wizards of this world, they want to research a new set of theories, a set of theories embedded with runes of this world.

For the moment, the closest thing to this result is the master Cornelius Agrippa, the German scholar who left the flames of a great theory in his book Paranormal Philosophy.

It's a pity that the Wizards Union sealed up all his research materials and put this flame on the shelf.

So far, for hundreds of years, no one has reached the heights of Mr. Cornelius.

"Professor Xia Ti's doll is really great." The twins beside him clapped their hands excitedly and said.

"This is a glorious avenue!" After saying that, Fred half-kneeled on the ground and raised his hands high, making a gesture of praising the sun.

The excitement is palpable.

"We already have a lot of ideas, as long as we can learn how to make puppets, Weasley's pranks will lead to a greater future."

"Okay, don't get excited." Melda appropriately interrupted everyone's conversation.

"Do you know what time it is?" He looked at everyone.

"The good boy who loves his hair is ready to go to bed, only the guy who is going to stay up late and go bald is still here dreaming."

After that, Melda urged Hermione to go to bed quickly, she has been up all night for several days this week.

Here I have to sigh with emotion, it is really good to be young.

And this is still a magical world, so if you can't lift your spirits early, it's just a matter of a bottle of refreshing potion.

If this was placed in Baishu's original world, he would have died suddenly if he stayed up so late
"Okay, okay, go to bed now, don't pull it." The little witch looked shy and was held by Melda.

And everyone in the lounge ignored it, and no one paid attention to the two of them, but continued to talk.

After a while, there was another movement from the stairs. It was Melda, and he returned to the lounge.

"Hey, aren't you bald?" George said jokingly.

"Cut! I don't stay up late," Melda continued to take a sip of his half-cup of black tea. "I just stay up all night, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, cheerful laughter was thought of in the lounge.

The laughter penetrated the severe wind and snow outside the window, and drifted away with the snowflakes.

In the early morning, the cold wind brought a bit of coldness.Constantly hitting the windows.

Just listening to this sound makes people tremble uncontrollably.

However, Melda and the others didn't feel the slightest bit of cold. The constant temperature magic pattern can keep the temperature in the room above 25 degrees.

This winter, Hogwarts finally installed heating. (laugh)
"boom!"

A sudden collision sound awakened Melda. He shrank under the quilt, exposing his head alone, and opened one eye very reluctantly.

"It hurts!" I saw Ron lying on the ground covering his head, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you doing?"

Melda said angrily, "Wake up people early in the morning, do you have any public morality?"
"Did you see Scabbers?" Ron asked anxiously, "I had a dream last night that Scabbers was eaten by a big black dog. I couldn't find him when I woke up this morning."

"Wait!" Melda said a little tiredly.

Then he stretched out his right hand from under the quilt with great reluctance, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

Just as the sound of snapping fingers fell, a short, ugly elf appeared.

"Oh! sir, what do you want?"

It was Dobby who came. At this time, Dobby has changed a lot. He is wearing a British linen vest with a lot of pockets, and his lower body is a pair of shorts. Like the top, it also has many pockets.

Since the maverick elf was freed, Melda has hired him.

It's really that his house in London is too scary. If there are no people in it for a few years, the house will directly become a gathering place for dark creatures.The summer vacation left him with a scene he will never forget.

Although I paid a lot of money to hire someone to clean it up, the house still needs to be cleaned.

"Ron's mouse is missing, did you see it?"

"Oh, sir, here it is, Dobby found it from the corridor on the fourth floor." As he spoke, Dobby grabbed a fat big mouse from a certain pocket of his jacket and said.

It was a fat gray rat with all its hair missing and one toe missing.

"Oh! Scabbers!" Ron rushed over and snatched the mouse from Dobby's hand.

"Master Ron, it was Master Melda who specifically told Dobby that mice would easily get lost during this time. Let Dobby pay special attention." Dobby's face was filled with happiness, and even its voice become much happier.

"Sir, did Dobby help you?"

"Well done, I really like your hard work and seriousness." Melda said in a compliment.

After hearing Melda's praise, Dobby immediately straightened his chest, raised his head arrogantly, as if he was a hero now.

"Okay, Dobby, go get busy!" Melda waved her hand and said slightly tiredly.

On Tuesday, there is only one Transfiguration class early in the morning, and the class does not start until nine o'clock in the morning.

Originally, I wanted to sleep again, but now I am more and more awake.

"Well, Master Melda, goodbye." Dobby said cheerfully, and then turned around and stared at the big mouse that Pettigrew Pettigrew turned into with a pair of big yellow eyes.

That seems to be saying, I will definitely watch you carefully.

Then, this time Apparate away.

"Tsk tsk!" Melda shook her head helplessly, then got up from the bed with a displeased face.

Talk, talk too much, already can't fall asleep.

"Banban seems to be very active recently, running around." Ron grabbed the restless mouse and kept stroking its back, as if this would calm it down.

"I've been depressed all day, but I'm suddenly so excited recently. I must be sick. How about some of my special potion? Guaranteed to cure the disease!" Melda said with a smile.

"Thank you, but I think Banban just has some indigestion recently, so he doesn't need to take medicine." Ron quickly refused.He knew what Melda's potions were used for.

Now as long as it is an unfamiliar bottle placed in the dormitory, they absolutely dare not touch it.

"cut!"

Melda said nonchalantly.

There is no magic potion, the old man just breaks two halves of rat poison into the water, and the poison will kill Pettigrew Pettigrew.peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)