Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Albert nodded with a calm expression. It seemed that the ghosts themselves had not found a way to commit suicide or be killed, or in other words, they were not willing to disappear at all.

This made Albert even more excited!

This is all for the advancement of academics, so that wizards can understand the world more thoroughly, but they just don’t know where to create a ghost?

There was no need to worry too much. The boat would straighten out naturally when it reached the bridge. Albert believed that there would be a solution by then.

Saying goodbye to the completely headless Nick, Albert once again planned to enter the Forbidden Forest. Now the Animagus was ready, all he needed was the Ghostface Hawkmoth Chrysalis.

On the night before Halloween, Hogwarts held a grand party as usual.

Thousands of little Snapes were flying in the sky above the auditorium, like a dark cloud hanging over Hogwarts. The huge pumpkin planted by Hagrid was casted with an expansion spell and turned into pumpkin lanterns, which could even accommodate three Harry Potters. profit.

As for why Harry was the unit of measurement, it was all because of his small size.

The lights were decorated, and under the flickering candlelight, the skeleton dance troupe invited by Dumbledore began to twist their dry, white skeletal limbs.

The drum set on one side was enchanted and beat automatically, and the skeletons swayed to the beat of the drum.

Seeing a group of skeletons dancing coquettishly and posing at the front of the auditorium, Albert couldn't appreciate it and even found it scary. However, the Weasley brothers were watching with relish. Perhaps this was unique to living in the magical world since childhood. The wizard's entertainment.

Albert's scalp was numb when he saw such "elegant" art. He stopped looking at it angrily and lowered his head to play with the pumpkin pie on his plate.

Divide it into several pieces, and then use the transformation technique to transform into several ballet dancers with outstanding postures, dancing under Albert's command.

After a while, Albert turned them into a Qinqiang opera stage. Listening to the familiar tune sung by the pumpkin man, Albert recalled all the things in his previous life.

Look, what is art!

The barren entertainment life of wizards makes them feel that the dry dance on the stage is wonderful.

Magic has brought a lot of convenience to wizards. The invention of household spells has greatly improved the material living standards of wizards, but their spiritual civilization is still lacking.

Albert decided that the construction of spiritual civilization for wizards would be left to the future Minister of Magic—Hermione Granger!

"What are you talking about? It's so boring. Look at the dance of the Skeleton Sisters! It's really interesting, isn't it?" Ron said vaguely with a big chicken drumstick in his mouth and a drumstick in his hand.

Well, it seems the problem is serious and has taken root in the wizarding world for a long time.

"Hermione," Albert patted Hermione's shoulder suddenly, which startled Hermione who was dozing off while watching the dance performance.

"What happened?" Hermione turned her head and looked at Albert with a confused expression.

"I want to give you an important task, which is to benefit all wizards in the wizarding world and help them..."

Before he finished speaking, Albert realized his problem:

Thinking about him, Albert also warned Hermione before: Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you; don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you.

In this situation, Albert is slapping himself in the face!

There is no fundamental difference between these wizards who like to dance with skeletons and house elves who like to be exploited. These are values ​​that are deeply rooted in their bones and blood.

What he just thought was as childish as when Hermione founded the Vomiting Society during the Goblet of Fire.

"What help?" His little eyes were full of doubts.

Albert shook his head and said firmly: "Nothing, you must have heard wrong just now."

This little time just now reflects a big problem of Albert: it has been too smooth since he traveled through time!

It was so smooth that Albert was a little carried away.

This moment just now gave Albert a rare opportunity to reflect on his recent actions.

This is the king of rolls. The real king of rolls is one who knows how to reflect and make progress. He does not just cover his head and work hard to be called the king of rolls!

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When the banquet was over, Albert did not follow the large army. He cast the "Disguise Curse" by himself and sneakily ran out of the castle.

Along the winding stone path, Albert bypassed Hagrid's hut, and the snoring inside scared other animals away.

Entering the dark Forbidden Forest, Albert released Sander from the suitcase, which had just had a one-sided duel with Tom Riddle's diary.

"Xander, please, fly to a high place and help me see where there are traces of the Grimace Hawkmoth."

"How can I find such a small insect? Are you not bullying an honest eagle?"

"Be good and be obedient. As the king of eagles, shouldn't your eyes be much better than those of ordinary round-faced chickens? It's up to you."

Albert fed Sander a piece of raw meat and let him fly above the treetops, using his sharp eagle eyes to detect the situation.

When Ravenclaw was decorating the castle, he turned this Slytherin castle into a "large magic throughput device". Today is Halloween, which is the lowest point of the magic tide in Hogwarts Castle, equivalent to a person. Breathing out the last bit of air, but not yet at the stage of taking the next breath.

This state lasted until around Christmas. The anti-Apparition array at Hogwarts became loose. In some places deep in the Forbidden Forest, you can force the Apparition, and the consequences will be the loss of one or two hairs at most. This was also a miracle last semester. The reason why Luo can phantom teleport.

The dark magical animals in the Forbidden Forest have also become restless. Acromantulas travel in groups, as if they have forgotten the painful lessons of last year.

Unfortunately, they happened to be in Albert's way.

Two huge Acromantulas lay in front of Albert's eyes, Aragog and Mosag.

Aragog is Hagrid's former pet, and Mosag is his current spouse. Basically, the Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest are the descendants of these two.

The emergence of the Acromantula has made the living environment of the native small animals in the Forbidden Forest worrying. Many are facing the risk of extinction, and may have become extinct.

Hagrid, you have destroyed the ecological balance!

【Ding!Aragog's negative emotion +10! 】

【Ding!Mosag’s negative emotion +10! 】

"You killed so many of my descendants last year? Children, come on!!"

"The divine edge has no shadow, the divine edge has no shadow!"

Two black lights flashed, Aragog broke a leg, and Mosag had penetrated.

"Mosag!" Although some spider groups have a tradition of wives eating their husbands, it is impossible to say that they have no feelings at all after being partners for decades.

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I feel guilty for my coding speed. The next chapter may not be released until after 12 o'clock (maybe I didn't get home until after 4 o'clock today). This will not affect tomorrow's update.