The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Never expect a group of children to maintain discipline without the presence of a teacher, especially if the children are naturally divided into two diametrically opposed groups.

Erwin has a mature mind, so he thinks that the house-like fights between children are really ridiculous. The so-called college cups are essentially the same as the little red flowers awarded to children, without any practicality s things.He also had a hard time feeling a sense of belonging to Gryffindor House, as he didn't buy into the idea of ​​courage above all else and joining the house didn't give him any extra benefits.

So he just watched the Gryffindor kids fighting with the Slytherin kids.

Malfoy found Neville's memory ball on the grass, and planned to hide it somewhere hard to find to play tricks on poor Longbottom.This greatly angered Porter's sense of justice. The two completely forgot what Mrs. Hooch had said before leaving, and rode a broomstick to the sky to confront each other.

After a few words of trash talking, Malfoy just threw the memory ball out.Potter actually accelerated his dive, straightened his broom less than two feet from the ground, caught the memory ball, and fell gently onto the grass, unscathed.

Erwin shook his head straight, making such a dangerous attempt without being sure of his own abilities, this is indeed very Gryffindor behavior.

Except for Hermione, all the children in the Lion House looked at Potter with heroic eyes, and Professor McGonagall, who had rushed over after hearing the sound, was already frightened.She sternly reprimanded everyone and took Harry away.

I saw Potter again at lunch, and he was telling Ron in a low voice that he had been chosen by Professor McGonagall as Gryffindor's Seeker.

"Seeker?" Erwin, who was not far away, naturally joined their conversation, and raised his apple juice glass to Potter. "A position destined to be called a hero in a team, congratulations, Harry."

As the only sport accepted by wizards all over the world, Quidditch actually has a set of rules that do not meet the standards of competition. A single goal is only 150 points, but once the Seeker catches the Golden Snitch, he can get [-] points and [-] points. Straight to the end of the game, this leads to the Seeker being even more important than the rest of the players combined.

It's like some king's stupid son who wants to play Quidditch, and no one dares him to lose, just tell him that it doesn't matter what the game is, just grab the little golden thing and you win, and since then There is more of a Seeker position.

Harry and Ron seemed taken aback by Erwin, "You... heard us?"?

"Not on purpose, but you guys are talking too loudly." Erwin shrugged.

Hermione almost choked on pumpkin juice, "Didn't it say that first-year students were not allowed to participate in Quidditch competitions at the beginning of school?" Her eyes widened.

"Gryffindor lost to Slytherin many times last year. Professor McGonagall said we must have a Seeker." Student Potter was a little vain, "and the headmaster agreed."

He suddenly thought of something, and lowered his voice, "Don't tell everyone, it must be kept secret before the first match."

Hermione looked a little unhappy. She was an admirer of order and rules, but classmate Potter was rewarded for violating the rules, and the reward itself was also against the rules.

Erwin sneered in his heart, fair and just, ha ha.

It's time for Drago Malfoy to appear. It seems that his main function at Hogwarts is to promote the internal unity of Gryffindor. The pride of blood.After taunting Ron, he challenged Harry Potter to a duel in the prize room at midnight.

The enthusiastic Potter agreed without hesitation, never thinking about the possibility of being released as a pigeon.

"Are you crazy?" Hermione couldn't help it, she asked immediately after Malfoy left: "It is not allowed to wander around without sleeping at night, once you are caught, you will let Gryffindor How many points will be deducted, this is too selfish..."

"Okay, Miss Nosy. It's none of your business," said Ron, as he and Harry stuffed their plates into their mouths and hurried off to class.

Erwin squinted at Hermione, noticing that she looked very bad.

After all, Miss Nutria's appearance is still a bit shabby, if it is cuter, the two boys may not have such an attitude.

That night, while the Gryffindors were drifting upstairs to bed, Erwin remained in the common room, reading his tome.When he was reading these books, he would experiment with the simple and interesting spells mentioned in them, which would disturb other people's rest if he was in the dormitory.

Someone stayed here with him, "Aren't you sleeping yet?" Erwin asked.

"I'm finishing my History of Magic dissertation," said Hermione without looking up.

At eleven o'clock, Harry and Ron sneaked down from the bedroom at the top of the tower, and Hermione stopped them immediately, she had been waiting for a long time.

It was another chicken-and-duck quarrel, and Hermione didn't have any capital to convince the two boys, "I'll go with you," she finally broke down, "If you get caught, I'll tell the professors I'm How to persuade you, this may deduct some points from Gryffind."

She looked to Erwin for help, but the latter was completely focused on the book and just waved at them, "Good luck."

Hermione had no choice but to follow the two boys out of the lounge.

Erwin continued to read, but it didn't take long for him to hear rustling noises. When he looked up, he saw two more guys sneaking down from the bedroom, with iconic red hair and identical faces.

"Hey, Erwin." The Weasley twins leaned up to him and said, "We're going to the kitchen to get something to eat, do we need to bring you a midnight snack?"

Erwin knew what they meant, "Don't bribe me, I haven't seen you two tonight." He said,

Fred and George gave him a knowing look.

It was definitely not the first time for these two people to sneak out at night, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Erwin asked casually.

"Filch is usually the only one patrolling around at night, and even if other professors visit the castle on a sudden whim, we have ways to avoid them."

Erwin didn't ask what the method was. One of the principles of maintaining a friendly relationship with people is to stay out of business. If the other party doesn't take the initiative to tell you, don't ask the bottom line.

"But those portraits should be able to see you." Erwin suddenly thought of something.

"The portraits are all mentally handicapped." Fred said nonchalantly, "They can't remember the faces of the students. It would be nice if they could remember the passwords like the Fat Lady."

After the twins left, Erwin closed the book. He suddenly felt that the Hogwarts system seemed to encourage violation of school rules?

The portraits used as door guards will not prevent students from going out at night, and the "teaching office" only has a person who does not seem to be magical and a cat. The huge castle is only patrolled by these two creatures at night, and even if they are caught, they will only be detained. points, the cost of violation is pitifully low.

I feel sorry for Principal Dumbledore if I don't do anything.

But of course not tonight.

More than an hour later, Porter and his group came back, all of them were still in shock.

The two little idiots were swayed by Malfoy without any accident, and Filch was almost spotted. They ran into the corridor on the fourth floor in a panic, and then found a huge three-headed dog inside, and ran away in a panic. return.

Hermione was very angry and scolded them. Ron and Harry were naturally unhappy, but they didn't bother with her. They started discussing what the three-headed dog was guarding.

Erwin wasn't part of the conversation, and it would be absurd if first-years had to worry about keeping treasures at Hogwarts.

Sabie came back on Friday morning and brought me Erwin a flyer from the drug store in Diagon Alley, and the guy was standing on the dining table with his mouth open like a begging chick until Erwin fed him three Satisfied, Rouchang flew back to the owl shed.

"Mongoose Potion, Endurance Enhancement Potion, Juli Divine Oil...a total of fourteen kinds of potions are used comprehensively. They are prepared by senior potion masters. If you use them continuously for more than two years, you can get a physique close to that of a centaur. The total cost is... …one thousand and forty-two Galleons."

Erwin felt a bit of a toothache, if he hadn't smelted all the two thousand Galleons, maybe he could still consider it.

Although he has thought about finding a way to make money for a long time, it is too unrealistic for a first-year Hogwarts freshman to want to make money from the wizarding world.The wealth of the Frost family could not support him, and the things in normal society were of too little value to wizards.

The only official newspaper in the British society, "The Daily Prophet", costs only five bronze nats per copy. Even if wizards all over the country subscribe to the newspaper, the daily sales are only more than 100 Galleons.

But don't be in a hurry for the time being. There are probably not many people in the wizarding society who can directly spend a thousand galleons, so there is a high probability that these potions can be prepared with confidence, and the cost of materials must be much cheaper than the finished product.

Erwin returned those tomes about magic research back to the library, and then stayed there for a whole morning. He did find several potion formulas on the pharmacy leaflets, but they all specifically marked that they required extremely advanced research. Potion brewing skills.

The reason why potions are called potions is because whether it is the processing of materials or the whispering in the process of brewing, wizards need to use their own magic power, which is why young wizards must learn each prescription one by one, which is even worse than learning spells. much more difficult.

In this magical world, only wizards are the absolute main body of production.

In addition to these potion formulas, Erwin wanted to know if there were any spells such as invisibility. If he wanted to be able to move freely in the school at night, he would at least need some corresponding abilities.

Unsurprisingly, nothing was found, which is normal, and no normal school would have secret agent training materials in the library.

Erwin didn't care, he returned to the dormitory, took out a stack of letter paper from the suitcase and started writing (he was really not used to rough parchment.)

Professor Stewart:

Tell Mr. Dipper to write down all the spells he has used to escape Death Eaters and the Ministry of Magic in previous years and send them to me.

Putting the letter in an envelope, Erwin thought for a while, then took out the jar of the Fountain of Power from the suitcase, and carefully poured a little into a small test tube.

Since Gallon can be transformed into the Fountain of Power, let's try to see if the Fountain of Power can be transformed into Gallon.

Holding these, he rushed to the owl shed on a hillside outside the castle, and found Saby. No owls dared to approach this horned owl within two meters of him.

Erwin tied the package containing the test tube to its leg, then stuffed the letter into its mouth and let it dangle, "Take the one on the left leg to the pharmacy in Diagon Alley, and send the letter to Professor Stuart."

Saby stared at it with wide eyes, and accused him of using owls as livestock.