Simodox mages at Hogwarts

With that said, Ron looked at Hermione sitting opposite and said, "Hello, my name is Ron, Ron Weasley."

Then, he put away his luggage and decisively chose to sit next to Harry, opposite Hermione.

As a result, all that was left for Rai was the seat next to you, which made Hermione blush slightly.

Rai naturally sat next to him in the back.

However, he did not sit down immediately. He stood holding the edge of the table and said: "Hello everyone, formally introduced, I am Lai Moen, the founder of the West Modak Mage Association and the current president of the West Modak Mage Association. ,

Now, I would like to invite you all to join this creative and unique emerging organization,

The Master Society of Simodak adheres to the purpose of innovation and thinking.

Here, you will learn knowledge that you can never learn in textbooks. Here, you can break the shackles of knowledge and promote the development of new systems.

If you also have a dream to break through the fog and see the truth of the world, then please join Ximodak. Here, you will get far more than you can imagine. "

Rai paused, turned to Harry, and said solemnly: "Then, Mr. Harry Potter,

Would you like to join the Society of Mage Sirmordak?"

Harry thought of the magical crystal piece that Rye had given him.

He wished he could have all the wonderful magical knowledge like this in his head.

"I am willing."

Harry agreed without much thought. When he thought about being able to learn magical knowledge that no one else could learn, he felt happy balloons flying in his heart.

Rye smiled at Harry's agreement.

That's a good start.

"And you, Mr. Ron Weasley." Rai turned to Ron.

Ron was a little flattered. He pointed at himself in disbelief: "I can do it, but I don't think I have any innovative ability..."

After saying that, he lowered his head in frustration, looking quite unconfident.

"Of course. Don't you want to surpass your brothers? Master Simodak can teach you things they can never learn."

"Really...is it possible?" Ron asked doubtfully.

"More than his brothers." This sentence obviously moved Ron.

As the youngest boy in the Weasley family, Ron has faced tremendous pressure since he was sensible.

Clothes are always old, pets are old, books are old, even wands are the same, they need to be old.

That's not all, but there are several older brothers above him, and they are all excellent.

In this way, if he is not as good as the brothers above him, he will be looked down upon by others.

If he can't compare to the brothers before him, then it won't matter, because his brothers have already done it.

The achievements of these brothers are like a big mountain, weighing on little Ron.

In this case, he may never enjoy the praise.

People would just say: Look, he's just as good as his brother.

This is the greatest compliment he can receive "as much as his brother".

This must be extremely uncomfortable for any teenage child or young person.

Now there is finally a glimmer of light, and I say to him: You can surpass them, not only no matter how hard you try, you can only be on an equal footing with them at best.

This ray of light in the darkness is so dazzling. No matter how small a torch is, it is a huge hope when placed in the darkness.

Ron was like a drowning man who found the straw that saved his life and was ready to seize this opportunity.

So, while Rai nodded, he blurted out: "Okay, I'll join."

"call"

Ley breathed a sigh of relief.

The trio joined successfully.

So, in this way, the initial members of the Simodak Mage Society in his plan have basically been gathered.

Well... there are two more "associate members" than planned, Crabbe and Goyle.

Just as he was about to sit down, a dusty object suddenly fell on the table with a "bang".

Ron's face turned red, and he hesitated: "This is my pet, Banban. He was originally Patsy's pet, but Patsy became a prefect this year, so my mother bought him An owl as a reward. So Scabbers is mine.

Oh my gosh, he's old and ugly and sleeps in his pocket every day. "

Hearing Ron's words, Rai suddenly thought of the wind dog.

He hasn't cooked for Mad Dog today.

He took the wind dog out of his pocket.

In fact, Wind Dog sleeps most of the time.

According to records in the book of Simodar Nemesis, like the Wind Dog, the young Wind Dragon also sleeps for a long time.

It is reported that during sleep, the souls of wind dragons will enter an incomplete "secondary multi-faceted space state". They can control their souls in dreams and travel in the "secondary multi-faceted space" to practice their understanding of the two-dimensional space. Control of the body in a sub-multifaceted space.

Rai guessed that the situation of the wind dog should be similar to that of the wind dragon.

Hermione raised her head and glanced first at Scabbers, then at the Wind Dog...

The contrast is very strong...

Hermione's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Wow, what a cute puppy." Hermione couldn't help but stretched out her hand towards the wind dog, preparing to take a plate of the mad dog's head.

However, wind dogs are proud and high-status creatures.

If it weren't for his soul connection with Rai and the fact that Rai would cook food for him, he wouldn't even pay attention to Rai.

As for the impossibility of interfering with him, it is even impossible for Rai.

The wind dog opened his eyes instantly, a pair of silver pupils glaring angrily.

This is the pressure from high-level creatures.

Rai estimated that one would have to be at least as high as the Supreme Mage to be completely immune to this effect.

This is just a juvenile wind dog.

Hermione suddenly shrieked in fear and shrank back.

When the wind dog glares at low-level creatures, those creatures will have instinctive fear just like a person who is afraid of snakes sees snakes.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom"

The sound of a trolley suddenly sounded in the corridor.

A woman knocked on the door, attracting Mad Dog's attention.

Hermione then got a chance to recover.

"Want to buy some food?" the salesperson at the door asked.

Ron opened his mouth and was about to speak, then touched his pocket, then quickly changed his words and said, "No, no, my mother prepared a beef sandwich for me."

Well, by this time, Harry should have a little of everything.

Sure enough, Harry looked at the snacks in the car and he had never seen so many snacks before.

He took out a few gold galleons and said, "Have a little of each."