hogwarts rose

Chapter 24 Mini Bubble Head Curse

"Draco seems to have a bad temper."

Tria was in a good mood, desperately speaking well for Draco in front of her little sister.

"But Draco has more advantages, he is very careful, very elegant, very kind, and he is very good at taking care of his hair!"

Hermione subconsciously touched her big curly hair that was a little too fluffy, a little moved, she blushed, and bumped into Tria.

"Then how does he take care of his hair? Can you ask me?"

Tria nodded, she had also been envious of Draco's care for a long time.

"I'll ask him tomorrow."

——The dividing line that appears whenever I don’t know how to transition——

There was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the second day, and Triya was well prepared for this class. After thinking about it for a long time all night, she finally cast a reduced version of the bubble spell based on the bubble head spell.

Because Tria has been particularly sensitive to smells since she was a child, she doesn't think she can endure a whole class with Professor Quirrell, and this mini head-bubbling spell is a good choice.

The air bubbles compressed by Tria can't cover the whole head, but cover Triya's nose like a transparent film, which can't be seen at all unless you look carefully.

The oxygen in such a film can last about half an hour's breath, which is enough for Triya, because she made 20 of them in one go.

The next afternoon.

Tria, who had made all the preparations, took Hermione to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with arrogance and arrogance. Before entering the door, she pasted a sheet of mini bubbles on her and Hermione's noses.

Although Hermione was still a little confused, she didn't stop her behavior.

It wasn't until the two of them walked into the classroom that the air at the tip of their noses was still fresh and even smelt a little sweet, that Hermione didn't realize what role the little membrane on her nose had played.

She glanced at Triya in surprise, as if she had discovered a treasure again.

Tria clearly read the desire for knowledge from Hermione's eyes, and it seemed that she couldn't do anything else without explaining the principle to Hermione for a while.

Fortunately, Harry and Ron were not late for this class, and they sat behind Tria and Hermione, so they also received the "smell barrier stickers" kindly sponsored by Tria.

Although the relationship between Ron and Tria was still lukewarm, Tria was not stingy, because Harry seemed to have a good relationship with Ron.

Both of them were shocked when they put the film on, especially Ron, who touched the water-like film on his nose in surprise.

"bloody hell!"

He sighed softly, and Harry was also amazed, he could see cross-eyed by staring at his own nose.

"How did you do it, Tria."

Harry looked at Tria's eyes with admiration. It's only been three days since school started, where did Tria get such a gadget.

Before the class started, Triya quickly explained the simple principle of making the film.

Harry and Ron were completely bewildered, neither of them seemed to know what a Bubble Curse was.

Hermione seemed wiser, but she admired Tria even more for it.

"The bubble head spell is a spell that can only be learned by senior students, and I have never tried to improve the spell myself."

Hermione's elementary school bully thoughtfully touched the cool film on the tip of her nose, as if she had opened the door to a new world.

The teaching place of Tria and Nicole Flamel is in Dumbledore's office. The reason is that the old headmaster, who also achieved a lot in alchemy, missed the time when he used to study alchemy materials with his best friends. To sit in on Nicole Flamel's lecture to Tria.

The first alchemy class in Tria's life was much more interesting than she imagined, and Nicole Flamel brought her many interesting alchemical products.

Unsurprisingly, these gadgets that did not give birth to intelligence have undergone changes to varying degrees around Tria, including but not limited to:

Lighting up, parts moving around, playing really old school music...

Nicole Flamel laughed from ear to ear:

"They really like to express themselves."

Benefiting from the attraction of soul power to alchemy products, Triya seemed to be very smooth in understanding their working principles.

In her hands, those little gadgets can't wait to show themselves, not to mention that Tria just wants to know some production methods, even if Tria wants them to dismantle herself on the spot for her to see. There are two words.

The cooperation of the teaching aids obviously greatly improved Tria's learning efficiency.

In less than an hour, she had studied all the gadgets that Nicole Flamel brought over.

"It's because I wasn't prepared enough."

The boss who rarely taught scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"It seems that I can bring some materials for you to practice in the next class."

Tria, who had completed her learning tasks, was quite relaxed teasing the alchemy product Nicole Flamel gave her.

Her favorite is one of the pair of smoky gray rings. In fact, the material of the rings is transparent, but there is a lingering smoky gray mist inside the rings.

According to Tria's perception, this cloud of mist was produced on a special morning before the sun rose into the sky. It was supposed to dissipate in the morning light, but it was caught in the pair of little rings and possessed eternal life. .

It's not very interesting for the rings, they can only create a small area of ​​thick fog, and it will dissipate in a few minutes.

The only reason Tria liked them was that the smoky gray was the same color as her eyes, and the same as Uncasia's.

"Take it and play with your friends."

Nicole Flamel generously stuffed all the trinkets on the table into a small purse and handed it to Tria. It was a purse that cast a spell of seamless stretching. The space was not too big, it was almost a suitcase The capacity is just right for Triya to use as a schoolbag.

Triya smiled silly, the teacher is really great, taught her knowledge and gave her toys.

"Thank you, teacher."

Tria hugged the small purse in her arms before she remembered to report to the principal about Professor Quirrell.

"By the way, Reese said that Professor Quirrell has two soul smells. And one of them is not very good."

Tria relayed it as tactfully as possible. She didn't say that Reese almost vomited it on the spot when he smelled the smell, so she could save Professor Quirrell some face.

Dumbledore and Nicole looked at each other, neither looking surprised.

"I probably know a little bit about this, don't worry."

Dumbledore patted Tria's head reassuringly, and the promise of the greatest white wizard of the era made her feel relieved, completely leaving Quirrell behind.

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