Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

In the next few days, Amber became an exceptional teacher. He shuttled through the classrooms step by step every day, and once again became the good student who was praised by the professors.

Such a good student form has been maintained until this Saturday.

This morning, Amber got up early and uncharacteristically did not go to the Black Lake to train his magic power and magic control.

Instead, he picked up a pile of heavy books, left the lounge, and walked towards Snape's office.

Today he's going to do something big.

He's going to sign in to every professor who stays at Hogwarts.

Walking in the long corridor beneath Hogwarts, the oil lamps in the shape of tongues slide past one by one.

In Amber's heart, he was constantly thinking about the future road.

He has a clear understanding of himself, and the top priority now is to figure out Voldemort's badge.

To do this, you have to find a way to infiltrate Quirrell, or Voldemort's office.

However, Voldemort is an undisputed master alchemist, and if he wants to break into an alchemist's workshop without any preparation, he is not looking for death.

So he needs a magic that can isolate all alchemy formulas and warning items.

29 Amber never believed that he was black-faced, and that so many professors at Hogwarts had all signed in for one lap, and he did not believe that there was no gain.

As for the reason, it is better to find a reason. What professor would reject a sincere and humble student?

However, Amber, who is full of confidence, experienced the waterloo of life when he first debuted.

"Mr. Cadmus, if you can't even solve this superficial problem on your own, then I doubt your brain is in the water of life and death?"

The condescending Snape sprayed his vicious venom without hesitation, while Amber looked at the bright [Pavlov Freshener (Snape Special Edition)] on the sign-in interface, and wanted to cry more and more without tears.

"Don't be discouraged, Amber, just a Snape.

Amber, who finally walked out of the office, took a deep breath, and was mocked by Snape's head-covered face just now, which made him a little dazed now.

What was even more irritating was that the useless bottle of potion, like a mockery from the system, grinned and laughed at his embarrassment.

"Dog system, you waited for me. 35

After swearing hard in his heart, Amber regained his strength and walked towards the Gryffindor tower with his head held high.

The next target is the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, the mighty shapeshifter, Minerva McGonagall.

After arriving at Gryffindor's tower, Professor McGonagall stayed in his office as expected, reading some books attentively.

"Professor McGonagall, I don't understand something about this..."

As he spoke, Amber lifted his foot and walked towards McGonagall.

And the system interface that only he could see, he gently clicked the sign-in button.

After a long time, standing at the door of McGonagall's office, Amber bowed slightly and stepped back.

Compared to Snape, McGonagall was undoubtedly more worthy of the title of teacher. For all of Amber's problems, he knew everything and taught him honestly.

But Amber, still didn't get what he wanted.

Looking at the sign-in interface, Amber gritted his back molars, laughing and laughing.

This is undoubtedly a very valuable Transfiguration experience, but for Amber, it is not as good as a few lottery tickets.

Looking for a needle in such a purposeless haystack, he really wants to sign in the magic he needs, but he doesn't know it will be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

But things like this, even with McGonagall's good teacher, are unlikely to be fully revealed to Amber.

#!

Amber stopped abruptly and looked back at the closed door of McGonagall's office with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

What if I asked in a different way?

Thinking of this, Amber knocked on McGonagall's door again.

"Mr. Cadmus, do you have anything else? 35

Seeing Amber go and return, McGonagall's brows furrowed instinctively.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but it suddenly occurred to me that I have another question to ask you.

Amber bowed slightly, impeccable etiquette.

"Go ahead, Mr. Cadmus, but please be clear, there are some things I cannot teach you.

Seeing Amber's polite demeanor, McGonagall's expression changed slightly.

But thinking that the first-year freshman in front of him had made such a big incident, he still cautiously took precautions.

"Professor of course, I won't make it difficult for you"

"I just want to know, what kind of magic can limit the magic fluctuations escaping from alchemical items to a certain range."

Hearing Amber's request, Mike nodded understandingly.

"Is there something wrong with your Confused Eye?"

"Yes, Professor, you are simply too wise."

Amber was worried about finding a suitable reason to convince McGonagall, but he didn't expect that the previous incident had impressed McGonagall too deeply.

So much so that McGonagall immediately thought of the Confused Eye in his hand.

"But Cadmus, I can't help you with this."

Under Amber's earnest gaze, McGonagall shook his head regretfully.

"If you can go to Professor Flitwick, he should have done some research on this."

#!

Hearing McGonagall's words, Amber was ecstatic.

Although there is no clear answer, at least there is a clear direction.

After saying goodbye to McGonagall, Amber came to La 570 Venclaw's office non-stop.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Professor Flitwick standing on a stack of books, scrambling to correct the students' homework.

"Oh, Cadmus, welcome. 35

Unlike McGonagall's no-nonsense, Flitwick was more eager for Amber's arrival.

"Hey, Professor Flitwick, it's like this—"

Amber succinctly stated his intention, and to his excitement, Freevy did not refuse, but touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"I did research related magic back then, but it was only a half-finished product. 35

"If you want to really put it into practice, it will take a long time to modify. 35

Hearing Flitwick's words, Amber was overjoyed and hurriedly said earnestly:

"Please teach it to me, Professor."

"Oh, well, if you insist.

Flitwick shrugged, took out his wand, and gestured in front of Amber:

"This is my inspiration from an ancient magic, which I call the Echo of Narcissus.

Looking at Flitwick's cover up with one glance, Amber's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Because at the same time Flitwick taught him magic, a system prompt also sounded in his ear.

【Sign in to Flitwick successfully】

[Get reward, ancient magic - Narcissus echo].

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