Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

"This matter, I'm afraid you can't say it."

Unexpectedly, in the face of such tempting conditions, Amber slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation.

He stretched out his hand to help Abraham up, picked out a manuscript from the table, and handed it to Abraham's hand.

"You don't have the final say in the Boke family. We can gradually accumulate trust from the most basic transactions."

"For this note, I will exchange it for an alchemy item in the Borkin Bock store. You can take it back and convince the elders in your family. We will talk about the rest after the holiday."

"Thank you for your generosity, don't worry, I will persuade the family."

Abraham bowed deeply, then took out a double-sided mirror from his arms and placed it on the table.

"This double-sided mirror can contact me anytime, anywhere. If there is any need, the Boke family will do their best."

After he finished speaking, Abraham disappeared outside the door like a treasured figure. Seeing that the door was completely closed, Amber threw his head on the bed and rolled like a vent.

So much happened in one day today. So much so that even though Amber drank Snape's potion, he still had a splitting headache. (Ask for a flower evaluation ticket)

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

"A note like that should be enough to attract the attention of the Bock family."

"The great man once said: **, that is to make more friends and less enemies. There is no direct conflict of interest after the Boke family, maybe it is the first step for me to form a force."

Amber frowned, rubbing his temples to ease the headache, weighing the pros and cons in his brain.

What he needs is an alchemy family who is completely convincing and can do things for him wholeheartedly.

This is the reason why he did not agree to Abraham's surrender just now.

Catching up is not a business. If he agreed to Abraham's request just now, even if he conquered the Bock family with technology, some people would always think that he took advantage.

He knew very well what level of alchemy the Avalon contract he had signed earlier was.

With the help of the magic pattern, the magic circuit is constructed, so as to realize the standardization of the mass production of magic pistols. Looking at the entire magic world, there will be no second one.

He believed that the remaining great alchemists of the Boke family would definitely make the right choice.

"I really want to sleep..."

Amber wailed.

But after lying in bed for a long time, he reluctantly walked into the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and sat down at the writing desk.

Today's matter is not over yet, being able to enter his dormitory quietly without being discovered or stopped by anyone, this is not something that Douglas can do alone.

Opened an ordinary ink tank in front of the writing desk. In the ink tank, there was a magic eye that was spinning around.

This is Amber's original surveillance system.

He took out the magic eye and rubbed it lightly. From the pupil, a light blue light curtain instantly shot out and cast it on the curtain on one side.

Immediately, everything that happened in this room today, from the moment Amber went out, gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

"It was him, Crew March."

The figure carefully looking for in the room appeared in front of Amber like a clown.

Looking at this very familiar face, Amber's eyes were faint.

When Amber came to rest again the next morning, the conflict of the previous night seemed nothing more than a nightmare.

Everyone regained their enthusiasm for Amber, and the culprit, Ma Qi, also came over and hugged Amber's shoulders as usual, not saying a word about what happened last night.

And Amber also smiled, as if everything was just a misunderstanding.

This is Slytherin's daily life, under Slytherin's smile, you never know what he is hiding.

You never know whether the ray of light is Cruciatus or Joy until the spell hits you.

This is Slytherin, where the interests are always greater than the sincerity.

Amber is used to it.

After getting rid of the crowd in the lounge, Amber came to the library.

It is rare to find no one else in the library today.

On this day of Halloween, everyone enjoys a rare festive atmosphere.

Amber was alone in the library, flipping through magic books one by one in preparation for the next move.

"However, that guy March shouldn't give up like this. If I guess correctly, he is the mastermind behind the previous waves of people."

Amber didn't forget that in the memory of the werewolf he killed earlier, the mastermind was a Hogwarts student.

He never believed in coincidences, all coincidences were either ill-prepared or deliberate.

Since there may be werewolves under Madge's hands, he must be more cautious in his next actions.

"What a headache, ritual magic, where should it be set?"

Throwing away the book in front of him, Amber scratched his hair in distress.

He originally wanted to find an abandoned classroom, but now it seems that the entire Hogwarts Castle is not safe.

He also thought about the House of Requirement later, but the first condition achieved by ritual magic is that there can be no other magic fluctuations in the venue.

With this one precondition, all the secret rooms at Hogwarts are excluded.

"Or... Forbidden Forest?"

Amber was hesitant about this place.

On the one hand, the Forbidden Forest did meet his requirements.

There was no enchantment there, and the place was big and wide enough for Amber to draw a big enough ritual enchantment.

You must know that the greater the ritual magic, the stronger the final effect, and the clearer the displayed target direction.

This is undoubtedly good news for Amber.

But forbidden forests also have risks.

There are too many creatures in the Forbidden Forest, eight-eyed spiders, centaurs, and unicorns.

There are hundreds of magical creatures alone.

Not to mention the reckless Gryffindors, going to the Forbidden Forest was like coming home.

These are all unstable factors.

"But it seems... I don't have a choice."

After rubbing his face hard, Amber couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ritual magic is inherently time-consuming, and it takes at least a month from start to finish.

If there are any twists and turns in it, it will take longer.

Chi is changing. With the abnormal aesthetics of the old bee, who knows what he will turn into such an important manuscript.

If any reckless student is accidentally picked up and taken out of school, then Amber has nowhere to cry.

"Just take the risk, choose the forbidden forest!"

With a hard slap on the table, Amber made up his mind.

"Get out! You noisy brat."

However, before Amber's determination was finished, the loud clap of the table attracted Mrs. Pince, the librarian.

Countless stationery and books, almost refined under Mrs. Pince's wand, kept beating Amber's head, forcing him to quickly pack up and escape from the library.

"Haha, you have today too, Amber."

After running out of the library, Amber's embarrassed figure fell into the eyes of the people around him, which immediately caused laughter.

And the most unrestrained and happy laugh is the trio.

"Is it funny? You three."

Amber twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Hermione, who had been unable to laugh, and Harry Ronald, who was bent over to cover his stomach.

"No, it's just - puff puff"

Halfway through, Hermione laughed again.

From childhood to adulthood, Amber has been a mature adult, and it seems that he has never seen him make any mistakes.

Today, Amber, who was kicked out of the library just like them, has an inexplicable human touch, which makes Hermione feel extra friendly.

"I just feel and feel your daily life. After all, in the four academies, you often have this kind of VIP treatment."

Hermione: "(▼ヘ▼#)"

Seeing the little witch's expression, Amber laughed.

The sullen mood caused by various events yesterday was also swept away.

"So early, what do you want to do?"

"Ask Snape for my book."

The part of Harry's face, it seemed to him that Snape was trying to find fault.

"That's right, you'll have to find fault with him for seven years."

Harry couldn't stop complaining, making Amber's eyes even weirder.

He knew the grievances and grievances of the previous generation of the two families, and it was simply a muddled account, and no one could tell what was right or wrong.

"Forget it, what book is it? I'll go get it for you."

After thinking about it, Amber decided not to intensify the conflict between them.

The photo of Lily at home has taught me a lot of potion knowledge, even if I reciprocate.

"Thank you, Amber, for a copy of Origins of Quilitch"

Hearing these words, Harry hurriedly held Amber's hand, and his tone rose instantly.

If he hadn't really liked the book, he wouldn't have gotten close to Snape at all.

"I really don't want to see that face, so Slytherin can put up with him—sorry, you know that's not what I meant."

Halfway through his complaint, Harry suddenly remembered that Amber was also a real Slytherin, and quickly apologized.

"It's okay, just wait here."

Amber waved his hands indifferently, turned and walked towards Snape's office.

In the office, Snape was unexpectedly absent, which made Amber feel a little strange.

Snape was the kind of person who didn't have many friends. Most of the time when there was no class, he hid in the office by himself, simmering the potion silently.

But it was just strange, Amber didn't think much about it, grabbed the Quidditch Origins book on the table and walked in the direction he came from. *