Hogwarts: Fusion of all things multiplied by ten thousand

Hope's eyes flickered slightly. Although these life magics did not include defensive spells and offensive spells, some of them were no worse than these spells in terms of effect.

For example, the flying spell could summon what he wanted to obtain into his hands, which was very practical.

And in Hope's hands, it would be even more practical. He did not need to chant spells or wave his wand. He only needed a thought and what he wanted would fly into his hands.

In addition, Hope felt that books such as standard spells could not represent all life magics.

The spells that could be included in these books of standard spells were all those that people thought students should learn, and they were not comprehensive.

For example, Hope did not see some family magics for cooking and some family magics for weaving on them, but he had seen Hanni cast them at home.

Thinking that these spells were hidden in other books, Hope immediately stood up, picked up all the spell books on the table, and put them back to their original positions on the bookshelf one by one.

Then he left the library and walked towards the dormitory.

There was a long way to go, and tonight's harvest was enough. He was not in a hurry to become a fat man in one day.

When he returned to the dormitory, Harry and the others had already returned.

But Hope seemed to have noticed something unusual. They looked at him strangely, and whenever he glanced over, no matter if it was Harry, Ron or Neville, they would actively avoid his gaze...

Hope looked confused. Why did he feel isolated?

""What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Hope asked directly, thinking that they were a little guilty. Did they... secretly do their homework behind his back?

Of course, this was just a joke. After all, they were not like him, a top student who could write his homework into a thesis.

Thinking of this, Hope couldn't help but feel a little proud. He could understand Hermione's existence.

Hearing Hope's question, the few people seemed even more guilty. They hesitated, wanting to say something but not daring to.

In the end, it was Ron who spoke out.

""We have finished our homework..."

Hope's eyes widened. She really did her homework secretly behind his back!

But even if she had finished her homework, she wouldn't have such an expression, unless...

No way!

Hope frowned and glanced at Harry, but Harry avoided his gaze.

He looked at Ron... Neville, and they were the same.

"I can't copy?"

Hope asked in disbelief.

However, it was true, and Harry and the others began to explain.

This had to start from the quarrel with Hermione in the library.

Harry and his friends returned to the dormitory angrily, but not long after, Hermione took the initiative to come to them, but she didn't want to lend them homework to copy, but to help them complete the homework.

Harry and the others finally compromised. After all, without Hermione, they would not be able to write a single word for a long time. However, Hermione had a request, which was not to lend the homework to other people, and it was not just for Hope.

Harry and the others wanted to find Hope, but they didn't find him.

Hope sighed slightly, and it was not their fault.

But he would not force them to lend him the homework, after all, this was something others promised.

"I understand."

Hope couldn't help but sigh. In fact, he didn't care that much.

He just thought that everyone would stand together, but in the end, he was the only clown.

"But you don't have to lend me the homework, you can"tutor" me!"

Just Hope turned his head and thought about it, and said directly.

He is now very good at this kind of stealing.

This tutoring is of course not a real tutoring, but directly reading the answers to the homework to him.

This also bypasses Hermione's requirements

"It can be like this?!"

Harry said in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

They didn't expect it to work this way. After listening to Hope's detailed explanation, they felt that their lives were turned upside down. However, when they thought about it carefully, it was indeed feasible.

Then Harry and others took turns reading the answers to him, and his homework was finally finished.

Hope put down his quill and shook his sore palms. He didn't expect that there would be another day when he would be troubled by homework. This was a feeling he hadn't had in a long time. The last time was the time before.

The next day, Hope got up early, jumped off the bed quickly, and left the dormitory in a hurry without waiting for Harry and others. It took less than five seconds.

After leaving the common room, he walked down the stairs from the top floor of the castle to the underground.

Entering the kitchen, the house elves were busier than each other, but even so, they saw Hope and greeted him one after another.

After these two days, they all knew him.

"Mr. Hope, all the eggs have been delivered, but you may have to make them yourself today. We are a bit too busy here."

Bidon appeared in front of Hope and said apologetically. It's not that he didn't want to help, but he had to prepare breakfast for all the teachers and students in the school. This matter obviously had a higher priority than Hope's matter.

"It's okay."

Hope didn't care.

But even if Beaton didn't have time to help, he had already prepared an iron pot of boiling water for Hope, and he only had to put the eggs in.

Even if many eggs could be put in at once, these nearly four thousand eggs were a big project.

Moreover, the constant steam coming out of the boiling water made him feel like he was in a sauna in this closed environment. He was sweating all over after staying there for a long time, and his clothes stuck to his skin.

Fortunately, he still had the characteristics of a good life, and his clothes were cleaned in a moment.

But this temperature was unavoidable, and sweat kept dripping down his forehead, almost becoming a spring.

In this case, even a fresh clean would have no effect.

Time passed slowly, and Hope kept putting in eggs and taking them out.

The wooden basins used to hold the eggs were actually not enough, but Hope directly cast a copy spell and easily replicated a dozen wooden basins.

When he took out the last egg, he looked around, but found that the egg was nowhere to be seen, and saw Beaton standing by.

"Where are the eggs?"

"Mr. Hope, all the eggs are cooked."

With Beaton's words, Hope suddenly realized and looked around. There were wooden basins filled with eggs all around him. It looked a bit exaggerated. If they were all piled together, they would look like a mountain of eggs.

"Mr. Hope, it's almost time for class. Do you want to go to class?"

Beaton reminded Hope.

"Has it been that long?"

At this moment, Hope's stomach was rumbling, and he felt a pain in his waist and back. He had been standing here for two hours. He was too engrossed before and didn't notice it. Now he just felt that he was about to fall.

"Is there anything to eat?" Hope asked weakly.

Beaton had already prepared breakfast and handed it to him.

This time Hope didn't have time to taste it carefully. He stuffed the bread into his mouth and swallowed it directly. In less than ten seconds, the breakfast was completely decomposed into energy, which made him feel better.

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