trainer at hogwarts

You won't lose it, right?

That's over

Morris sat in his chair and pondered, reviewing what had happened today.

Probably, he won't fall on the road, right?

I took a shower and went to bed with a heavy heart, said goodnight to my new roommate, closed my eyes and lay on the bed.

Concentrate on calling the Freezing Bird.

Frozen Bird, please help me find out if there is a keystone on the way from home to King's Cross Station.

Hey, there was a little accident

Master, you lost the key stone again. No wonder Sister Duo is in such a bad temper today.

Isn't this an accident? Please help me look for it.

Okay, who made you my master?

Gardevoir was angry. Well, it wasn't the first time. Anyway, she was at home and she was at school, so no one could touch her before Halloween.

Plan goes through, go to sleep

The next morning.

"Maurice, wake up"

"Get up quickly"

“Going to be late”

Morris turned over habitually: "Let me sleep for a while."

""

"Saul, why don't you get up too?"

The boy sleeping by the window hugged the quilt tightly: "I looked at the time and it's still early, Simon."

The last boy: "Hululu"

Simon Rubit glared at the three slackers and made up his mind to pull them out of bed.

After having breakfast in a daze, I followed Simon through the messy stairs, walked into the classroom in a daze, and then

Forgot the book

It's definitely too late to go back to the dormitory to get the books. Fortunately, the first class is History of Magic. According to Morris's recollection, Professor Binns was probably the type where he would go to him and you would learn from you.

This is very easy to fool

He took out a stack of parchment and pretended to be ready to listen to the lecture attentively, and asked his sleeping brother to put the book in the middle and share it with everyone, with a serious expression on his face.

Just like the original novel, Professor Ghost simply introduced himself and then directly began to tell the story of the past in the magical world.

The tone is monotonous and the content gradually becomes boring.

Makes you want to sleep very much

Yawn came out unconsciously.

Morris glanced at his classmate Simon, who not only listened with great interest but also took notes from time to time.

honest boy

Morris complained in his mind that Professor Binns should learn from Baijia Forum, while gradually falling asleep.

"Maurice is out of class, wake up, why did you fall asleep again?"

"It's very hypnotic." Morris stretched and rubbed his eyes, "Are there any classes next?"

"No more." Simon looked at the class schedule, "In the afternoon there is Herbology class, with Gryffindor."

Morris raised his eyebrows: "You have to be more serious about the dean's class."

"Will the dean be very strict?" Sol White came over with a yawn.

James Keton shook his head: "I think she looks quite kind and should be easy to talk to."

Thor breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. I don't want to face a fierce old woman."

Morris joked: "Are you talking about Professor McGonagall from Gryffindor?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Sol said hurriedly, "I didn't, I'm not."

"Hahahahahahahahaha." James laughed.

"You guys," Simon said, "can't you take learning seriously?"

"I think Simon is enough." Morris said in a relaxed tone, "You are our hope."

"I agree." Sol put his arm on Simon's shoulders, "From now on, my buddy's homework will all depend on you."

James: "Oh, you have to say this and I couldn't agree more."

Simon Lubit didn't want to talk to these three salted fish, so he turned and walked towards the door.

A senior student came to the door of the classroom and said, "Who is Maurice Hill?"

Eighth floor.

The door to the principal's office.

"The password is lemon tart, I'm leaving first." A certain senior completed the task.

"OK, thanks."

Passing the spiral staircase is a circular spacious room filled with books and utensils. Portraits of past Hogwarts principals hung on the wall, and these portraits were staring at Morris with interest.

Dumbledore held his half-moon eyes, walked around the desk and walked to Morris with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore"

Dumbledore smiled and said, "It's me. It seems I can avoid introducing myself."

"Would you like some honey lemonade or black tea?"

Can I choose succulent cherries?

Ahem, now is not the time to show off your skin.

The pressure from this white wizard was much greater than expected.

As a champion trainer and a py boss who has been dealing with mythical beasts all year round, Mr. Morris Hill now has a preconceived notion that the magical world is nothing more than this.

Now his mentality has changed a little bit

In front of a wizard of this level, let alone summoning a Poke Ball, even if you have a Poke Ball on you, the other party will be able to kill you the moment you throw it out.

The waveguide and the magic power are in parallel lines and cannot affect each other.

In terms of superpowers or magic power, he is just an ant in front of the boss, at best, he is an ant with a hand.

I was able to summon the frozen bird Gardevoir and the others because it was a two-way summoning array. The main contributors were Celebi, Palkiya and Dialga.

Morris's main job is to create individuals.

Dumbledore casually changed a small bench and a small table for everyone to sit and talk.

Question: Is it still too late to learn Occlumency after meeting Dumbledore?

"Just black tea, thank you Professor." Morris replied cautiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, two cups appeared on the table, one with black tea and the other with a few slices of lemon floating in it.

Dumbledore took a sip of the drink: "It tastes very good, do you want to try it?"

Morris shook his head silently.

"Minerva told me that there may be a problem with your magic awakening." Dumbledore looked gently at the obviously nervous student in front of him.

It turned out that this was what made Morris empty his brain and try to think about some messy content about "2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Pentamethyl 7 Ethyl Decanoic Acid".

"Yes, is there such a thing?" Morris pretended to be surprised.

Dumbledore nodded: "Yes, when Minerva went up to deliver the notice to your home,

I rarely encounter this kind of situation. The average young wizard will not be able to control his own power, causing things to happen around him that are beyond the understanding of Muggles.

Another type of little wizard is that the magic power is accumulated in the body and cannot be released due to excessive suppression of his magic power or external pressure. "

Dumbledore blinked and continued to taste the honey lemonade.