A day at Hogwarts

The sun is shining, the spring flowers are blooming, and there are two days left before the holidays. The students at Hogwarts come outdoors to enjoy the warm spring sunshine almost every day.

At this time, many people looked up at the two guys flying in the sky, cheering for one of them from time to time.

Ruby may be fat, but she is a phoenix after all, and it is not easy to catch her riding a broomstick in the sky.

Hermione was reading a book on the grass by the lake just now. She only knew that the boys were chatting not far away. For some reason, Charles and Ruby became competitive, so she went over to inquire about it.

"Just now Charles was lying on the grass."

"The ruby ​​landed right on his belly."

"It also jumped a few times."

"on purpose."

…

At this time, the ruby ​​flew over less than half a meter above everyone's heads, and Charles followed closely behind, ruffling everyone's hair.

The two guys flew close to the water on the lake. Ruby sometimes turned sharply and sometimes pretended to rush into the water. Charles followed closely behind it, causing a series of ripples.

Suddenly, Ruby lowered her head, then raised her neck, picked up a fish from the water and threw it behind her in an attempt to shoot down Charles.

Charles reacted quickly and quickly ducked down to avoid the oncoming fish.

Ruby flew straight for a distance, planning to repeat her old trick.

"boom!"

There was a roar on the lake, and the tail of Charles' broomstick spurted out a flame two to three meters long, and the speed suddenly surged.

Charles stretched out his hand and was about to hug Ruby's wings, but he didn't expect it to turn its head, with a mocking look in its eyes, and then disappear.

"I'll give you boiled white radish every day from now on!"

Charles realized that he had just been walked by it, and let out an angry roar, causing the onlookers at the lake to burst into laughter.

Among the spectators were members of the Quidditch teams from other colleges. They were all glad that Charles did not join the Gryffindor Quidditch team. His flying skills and broomstick that could suddenly accelerate no matter where he was. It's all terrible.

After the fun, Charles sat by the lake and read Valentina's reply. Ruby kept rubbing her head against his face. She didn't know which cat she learned from, and acted coquettishly for not eating boiled radish.

Charles couldn't read the letter properly, so he took a toffee out of his pocket and stuffed it into its mouth, and it stopped.

In her letter, Valentina first thanked Charles for sending candles and candies. The candies were delicious, but when they ate candies together in the dormitory, the dormitory aunt almost thought they were lighting a fire indoors and was punished by cutting down a tree.

Then she responded to Charles's inquiry about making a sword that can be put into a wand. Professor Mikhail, who teaches alchemy in Kodosdoriz, said that he was a little short of money recently due to private research and could help make such a sword. Attached to the back of the letter are pictures of hand-painted swords with different styles and functions, as well as price lists.

Professor Mikhail's products range from the traditional Cossack Chasik saber to long swords common in Western Europe, and even hammers and Viking axes.

Charles was a little embarrassed. He just wanted a toy, but these were obviously real weapons. The most obvious sign was that all weapons had an automatic cleaning function to remove contaminated "stains".

Although it is not stated clearly, it is clear at a glance what the "stain" refers to. It is definitely not "a mop stained with shit, Lu Bu will be reincarnated."

In addition, weapons can also be equipped with functions such as bleeding, burning, freezing, etc. Anyone who is not killed by a chop will lose half his life.

However, Charles's wand is different from others', so the weapon is correspondingly thicker and wider, and requires extra material cost.

Charles held his chin and thought about it. Only children make choices. It is not practical to choose. At least the Viking ax is only used by villains for the British who used to be pressed to the ground and rubbed by the Vikings. Then choose one. A long sword, a chasik saber, and finally a page hammer. Then try to see if you can deal with the iron armor curse.

Just pay for all the magic spells that come with the weapon, not to mention the few bucks.

Charles thought about it again, and in the future he could make up a story that it was a gift from Dumbledore. If future generations have no money, they can sell it at a good price. Old Deng should not become a ghost to expose this after his death.

At this time, Harry came over to play with him. Seeing him studying some color pictures, he asked him: "What are these?"

Charles replied: "Getting ready to buy some things."

Harry could understand the picture, but he couldn't understand what was written on it. He shook his head and said, "How old are you to buy children's toys?"

Charles was amused by his adult tone, shook his head and said, "These are not toys."

"Huh?" Harry was shocked, "Are you going to work in a slaughterhouse in the future?"

Charles admired this idea and said angrily: "I'll use it to chop you."

Harry subconsciously shrank his neck. He had been scared of him since he was a child and had a psychological shadow.

Harry asked him again: "Can you use a sword? Don't hurt yourself."

Charles was silent for a moment. One of the reasons why he thought of getting a sword was that the basically useless plug-in he got from Hot Cave had some sword skills in it. It would be good to learn it and use it to exercise and show off.

He pretended to think about it and said: "If you don't understand, you can learn. There is a London Historical Fencing Club at the Kia Oval, the home ground of the Surrey County Cricket Club in south London, and there are teachers there."

"Oh..." Harry understood, but asked him a little worriedly: "You have learned how to kill me, right?"

Charles smiled and said nothing.

Harry didn't care whether he would cut himself or not, and said, "Let's go play Gobstone."

Gobstone is a niche marble game. When you lose points, the chess pieces will spray a disgusting liquid on the face of the person whose points were deducted. Those who like to play will enjoy it, while those who don't like it will hide as far away as possible. Far.

Harry likes to play this game recently, but some people think that he is suspected of cheating when playing with others while wearing glasses. Those without glasses will have their eyes blurred, but he is not afraid if he has glasses.

Charles was speechless about the lower limits of hygiene standards for traditional wizards. For example, the hygiene environment of the Leaky Cauldron and the Hog's Head pub was probably stuck at the medieval level, and it wasn't that they couldn't do hygiene, it was just that they didn't do it.

Gobstone went one step further. The sticky, smelly liquid paste on the face is too challenging for the psychological quality. Even people who can drink in the Leaky Cauldron and the Hog's Head Bar may not be able to accept it.

"I won't play." Charles refused decisively.

Harry said: "The Gobstone Club has improved the chess pieces. Now they no longer spray the smelly water, but have replaced them with milk ones."

Charles has a black streak on his head. It would be okay if he doesn’t change it, but the more he changes it, the worse it will be.

He said: "Forget it, how about we play backgammon."

Backgammon is also called European backgammon. The points obtained by rolling dice are used to make the pieces move out of the chessboard counterclockwise. Muggles and wizards love to play it.

This kind of chess requires calculation. Charles is the invincible player in the underage group in Little Whinging, and he can play back and forth with the old men. Harry will naturally not seek abuse.

Harry could only find other people to play with in depression.

Charles returned to the castle and prepared to write a letter to Ruby to take away, one to the old man asking him to prepare money, and another letter to ask Ruby to take to Kodos Doriz.

There were not many people in the castle, so it seemed a bit deserted and quiet.

Charles went up to the third floor and suddenly heard a scream from a girl, followed by a deafening "Help, principal!"

He had just seen Percy and Penello walking towards the lake. He immediately thought that it was not a basilisk that had escaped, but that some gentle scum wanted to attack the girl.

The one who screamed was a first-year Gryffindor girl, who was huddled in the corner of the corridor, hugging her body and shivering.

When Dumbledore arrived, he saw Charles standing there, but he couldn't see who it was from the back of his head. He thought this was a villain who was trying to molest a young girl, so he beat him first without saying a word.

"boom!"

However, when Charles rushed over, he cast an Iron Armor Curse on himself, and Dumbledore did not kill him. The curse hit Charles on the head and bounced to the ceiling, and the castle's maintenance expenses were increased.

Charles turned back depressedly, pointed to the wall in front of him and said, "Principal, something big happened!"

Dumbledore followed his hand and saw two lines written on the wall:

"Your tricks are pointless."

"Her bones will remain in the secret chamber forever."

It's Voldemort's handwriting.