Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 58 Rubik's Cube (4K)

"Shocked!"

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"How...how should I explain this later?"

"Dumbledore will dissect me! That's no good. I want to live a few more years."

Ron, who was in a panic at the moment, tremblingly said to his uncle with explosive power, although this is a magical world, the problem is that such strange things cannot be explained clearly by magic.
Ron still remembers the kick his uncle gave him back then, it was painful and numb, and he still remembers the experience like being electrocuted. Looking at Dumbledore who was kicked up by two meters, the kick of the uncle was stronger than kicking him. I am not only important but not light.

"Who am I when you are an uncle?"

"This old man should be kicked for talking nonsense. Don't worry, this is our enmity, and it cannot be blamed on you."

"However, this old man has a good saying. Your magic power will not grow naturally unless you can completely control and restrain your magic power. I have activated your body. This is what you have to face after obtaining the surge of magic power. Repercussions, there is nothing perfect in this world, even my uncle, I can't be perfect."

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Ron was silent for a while, and told him rationally, and 18 years of life experience also told him that it is useless to complain and make noise, just like exercises before the college entrance examination, you can't do it, no matter how much you scold your mother, it's useless, you have to go to Only when a solution is found can it be completely eradicated.

"Is that actually fixable?"

"Of course, I put it in your school-opening gift bag. I am very responsible to you, uncle. After all, you are my free-range host. You are quite interesting, uncle. I like you very much."

"School gift bag." Immediately, Ron complained a little speechlessly: "Didn't you confiscate this thing, and I paid it together with my pocket money for next month?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot, hahahahaha."

The old man smiled awkwardly but politely, "Isn't it because I've been busy with my pension these days? That shit promised me to retire but didn't pay me any money. Riot cares about its mental state, and forgets to make up for it when it’s busy.”

"But the rules can't be broken. Your uncle, I am a principled uncle. I will give it to you when I finish the task next time. You can learn from this old man now. This guy is actually quite interesting, that is. You have a lot of eyes, so be careful not to follow his way."

"Okay, okay, sir, I'm out of the way, you play slowly."

"Eh~ Grandpa?"

"When is the next mission? Give me a letter, I'm flustered."

"Master, are you still there?"

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"Plop~"

Dumbledore fell from the ceiling and fell to the ground, grinning in pain.

This movement brought Ron back to his senses. His grandpa ran away and ignored him. The grandpa and Ron looked at each other, the old and the young staring at each other. There was an embarrassing atmosphere in the air again.

"Hehehe." Ron's mouth twitched, "Professor Dumbledore?"

Ron reached out hesitantly, and helped Dumbledore, who fell a little suspicious of his life, up from the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

He asked carefully with a confused and puzzled face, but Dumbledore turned his head a little embarrassed, avoiding Ron's gaze.

"It's nothing."

Dumbledore replied calmly.

Then he sighed slightly regretfully.

"Ah~"

"People are getting old!"

He reached out and patted the white robe on his body, but soon, he paused indiscernibly, and his hand touched the back of his buttocks, where a big hole appeared, and he could touch himself through the clothes A little cold old ASS.

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Feeling that life is a bit gloomy, Dumbledore, who didn't know where to put his old face, grabbed his robe, and his large clothes were wrinkled, covering the ripped hole.

"I shouldn't be greedy to eat so many crackling candies, it seems to be a little indigestion"

He originally wanted to say that the fart was so powerful that it made his ass tingle, but Dumbledore changed his words when he said it. After all, the taste was really strong, and Ron was still a child, so it had to be done to him What wounds do young minds inflict!

"Ron, wait here for me a minute."

Dumbledore stretched out his right hand and put it on Fox's body, and then one person and one bird disappeared instantly in place with a sudden burst of fire.

Ron, who was still burning with blue flames, sat back on the chair, but now, he was not in a bad mood. After all, he knew that his condition was not incurable, whether it was his uncle or Dumbledore. Lido, both of them seem to be able to handle his current problems.

While waiting for Dumbledore, Ron thought carefully about his current abilities.

The surge of magic power, the ability to change the flow rate of magic power in his body seems to also affect the body. I was able to train like this in just one month, mostly because of its influence, but compared to magic power, his influence on the physical body smaller.

The stick of oath of victory requires too much magic power. With Ron's current upper limit of magic power, he can't even complete the most preliminary oath.

Occlumency, this magic solidified by the uncle hides the deepest part of my heart, the secret of being a traveler. From the current point of view, Dumbledore, or the wizards in this world, cannot break through this ban to spy on myself After all, the uncle became angry, and this Dumbledore kicked as soon as he said, and he kicked so that he couldn't notice anything wrong.

And the newly acquired magic power (F) and flame affinity (F) have not yet been confirmed, but it should strengthen its own magic resistance, just like those magical creatures, which can resist more spells and stimulate the use of For specific elemental magic, Chimeras can breathe fire, which is also normal.

As for knights not dying with bare hands, this newly awakened bloodline ability does not seem to come from the lineage of King Arthur and the King of Knights. He is a super knight comparable to the King of Knights, and he even greened her
But Lily is infinitely good. The queen and the knight king are political marriages. Unless the two girls share the hilt of the sword in the stone, otherwise the queen must face the empty boudoir. Never blamed Lancelot for greening himself.

What is the king's mind, this is the king's mind, but the most important reason is probably because Saber is a girl, so she can understand and never gets angry.

But if it's like this, Ron feels that there seems to be something wrong with his bloodline. A wonderful and bold guess appeared in Ron's mind.

However, the possibility is too low, it is probably the uncle of the system's bad taste, who put the legend of King Arthur from other worlds on himself. Anyway, it was probably a family 500 years ago.

Still silently, while Ron was in a daze, Dumbledore walked out of the spiral staircase again. He put on a new robe, but the style was the same, making it difficult to see that he had changed clothes.

"Ron."

Dumbledore spoke softly, still holding several candy boxes in his hand.

"I kept you waiting, I think I found something that can help you, I went to France and met old friends."

The old man chuckled, with a smile on his face, without the slightest abnormality, and he conveniently placed the candy box on the table in front of Ron.

"I bought local specialties during my vacation, but it seems that I have no luck to enjoy them. I am old and have poor digestion. Although this candy is delicious, but...cough cough~"

"I think you young people should be fine."

"Crackle pop?"

Ron couldn't make out the foreign language on it, but according to Dumbledore, it was the thing that hadn't escaped.

"Oh~ thank you professor, but you can't eat too much, right?"

Although Ron wanted to know if the uncle kicked it just now or if he ate too much and farted, but his rationality restrained the idea of ​​death, he thanked obediently, and accepted Dumbledore's gift.

"Why don't you try it?"

The old man spoke hesitantly, a curious light flashed in his eyes.

"Forget it, thank you thank you"

"Okay, now this is for you."

Dumbledore took out a walnut-sized second-order Rubik's cube from his sleeve, which was strung on a necklace.

"A small alchemy prop that is not complicated. It is made after a Muggle educational toy. We can disrupt it and then re-align the colors of the six sides, but the only difference is that it needs to use Magic to turn, not hands."

"like this."

Dumbledore held the Rubik's Cube in the palm of his hand, and the small cube automatically rotated and scrambled without anyone moving it, and then quickly changed back to its original shape.

"Using this to exercise your magic power control skills is perfect. When you can successfully complete the restoration of the Rubik's Cube, I will replace it with a new one for you."

Then Dumbledore took out another third-order Rubik's Cube, put it in the other palm and twisted it quickly with magic power.

"Thank you professor, but it doesn't seem to be difficult?"

Ron took the second-order Rubik's Cube, and he basically didn't have to think about it to solve this little thing.

But as soon as he got started, Ron discovered the mystery of this thing. Its difficulty lies not in whether you know the sequence of restoration steps, but whether you can turn it as you like.

The well-behaved and obedient Rubik's Cube in Dumbledore's hands changed crazily when Ron injected the magic power into it, and his violent magic power couldn't be controlled at all. Let alone restore it, it's normal to want to control it Turning around is a big problem.

"Oh, well, I was wrong."

Staring at the fast spinning top in front of him, Ron spoke in frustration.

"I believe you can."

Dumbledore patted Ron on the shoulder, and he said encouragingly.

"By the way, professor, can I ask you a question? About a spell."

"In this book, Hermione and I saw a spell. Although Hermione has translated its meaning, it seems that this spell is far from what we use now. I can't even use it at all. Is it made up, or is our method wrong? After all, this book should be a novel written a long time ago."

Ron turned the page, turned to the chapter on eating vampires and handed it to Dumbledore.

After the professor took the book and read it carefully, Dumbledore obviously wouldn't be unable to recognize the spell because it was written in runes, but as he watched it, the focus on Dumbledore's face became more and more prominent.

"Can I borrow this book for a while?"

Seemingly having read the whole story about vampires seriously, Dumbledore raised his head, and he asked Ron.

"It's an interesting book, no, it should be an interesting book."

He stroked the cover of the dragon skin, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Of course, but isn't this a novel?"

"Maybe, but I think there should be more interesting things hidden in it. After all, stories come from life. The most outrageous thing in the world is not a story in a novel, but a history that happened in reality."

"About this spell, I think it is true, but the way we cast it now is far from the time when this book was written, so it is slightly different."

"With the liberty to ask, Ron, where did you get this book?"

"The second-hand bookstore in Diagon Alley, you know, our family is a frequent visitor there."

"Thank you."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and Ron knew that it was time for him to say goodbye.

When he said goodbye to Dumbledore and was about to push the door away, Ron suddenly remembered two things.

"Professor Dumbledore, can Hogwarts raise dragons?"

Ron paused at the door, then turned and asked.

"Hagrid already told me." Dumbledore didn't show any surprise, he thought for a while, then nodded, "I think if you can do it, I can be a guarantor, but safety first, this It is necessary to pay attention.”

"What about the cards?"

Ron talked about his plan, and told the old man the idea of ​​entertaining and entertaining.

"Of course, I agree with your idea very much. I think the professors will not refuse to help you. If you have any problems that cannot be solved, you can also ask me."

Ron, who noticed that Dumbledore was a little distracted now, did not continue to disturb. He had already got the answer he wanted and said goodbye to Dumbledore softly, then walked down the spiral staircase and left the principal's office.

And beside the huge long table, Dumbledore sat in his seat. He stretched out his hand and stroked the pages of the book, his eyes lingering on the line of writing for a long time.

"Golden Age"

He looked at the passage in the vampire food guide, and the depths of his eyes led to nowhere.

"Let's go, Fox, to meet another old friend."

He touched the warm and silky feathers of the phoenix, and then turned into fire and disappeared here. The portraits of the headmasters who closed their eyes and meditated opened their eyes, and he whispered in a low voice, as if asking each other about something.

(End of this chapter)