Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

In the empty room, Ringo was arranging dishes on the small table at the edge.

The French food only includes braised veal in white sauce, apple black blood sausage, French fried fish and two buckwheat crepes; the Chinese food only includes Kung Pao chicken, mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork and two wonton soups stuffed with diced shrimp.

There are not many dishes.

The quantity is not large either.

But it was obvious that Ila had carefully selected her specialty dishes. At least in the eyes of Ringo, who was not very picky, these Chinese dishes had reached the level of a chef.

"It's amazing. I've been to the eighth floor more than once, but I never knew there was such a big training room hidden here!" Penello observed the furnishings in the room.

——This training room is nearly 200 square meters, and apart from the carpet, there are several targets.

Lin Ge looked at the beauty with a curious look: "It's not just a training room, this is just one of the rooms. In fact, if you think of a luxurious bathroom before coming in, then you will find a luxurious bathroom when you come in.

Not the training room..."

He explained how to enter.

"Really?" Penello was a little eager to give it a try.

"Of course it's true, but you need to explore it on your own in the future. As for now..." Ringo placed the plate, brought the candle, and slightly bent over Penello and stretched out his hand, "Beautiful Miss Penello, I

Can I treat you to dinner?”

"Of course, Mr. Ringo."

Penello noticed the closeness of Ringo's address to him, so he also changed his name. At the same time, he handed his hand to Ringo and let him lead him to sit... on a slightly shabby little bench.

She didn't dislike it, she just smiled narrowly: "But I think these gentlemanly etiquette are too early for you now."

"Why?"

"You are still a child. If you bow and reach out any more, I won't be able to reach you."

Ringo felt despised.

Refute with intention.

But when he saw that his height could only reach the shoulders of the tall beauty Penello, he had no choice but to give up. Instead, he said in a "vicious" tone: "Miss Penello, I hope these foods can block your vicious and slanderous attitude."

Q!"

"Ha ha……"

Penello seemed very happy to see Ringo eating in his place, enjoying it happily and making comments at the same time:

"Ma Po Tofu is so delicious that it makes your tongue numb."

"Dried fried fish... what kind of fish is it? It looks like it was fished from the black lake."

"This chicken nugget is sweet..."

"Wow! What kind of soup is this? The meatballs inside are delicious, um, it tastes like shrimp..."

Food is a catalyst for the soul.

In this kind of environment similar to a "candlelight dinner", with delicious food and the humor of Ringo, the two had a great conversation. Penello revealed a lot of private information: "I am also a Muggle."

My father is a company employee and my mother is a primary school teacher. After they found out that I was a wizard, they happily thought that I could turn stones into gold..."

Ringo also appropriately pointed out his life experience.

orphan……

Both of his parents died when he was one year old, and he was fostered in an orphanage. However, he has good learning ability. With the help of two "orphanage friends" from a mixed gang, he has saved some money in the past two years...

Women are emotional creatures.

Even the prefect Xiaoying, who was famous for his rationality, gradually became infected in this environment. Especially when the tragedy of Ringo's life experience was compared with the glory after starting from scratch, she felt both distressed and appreciative. Afterwards, she almost always had bright eyes.

Staring at Ringo: "Your experience is so dreamy..."

It's a pity that the dinner portion is too small.

As the last mouthful of wonton soup was finished, Penello's eyes became clear again. Although he still showed appreciation, he was a little wary. He no longer leaned forward, but leaned back slightly.

I noticed this hint of vigilance.

Ringo immediately stopped the ambiguous inducement and stood up: "After eating and drinking, Penello, it's time for you to teach me the traceless stretching spell."

"no problem!"

Penello was obviously relieved.

It seemed that the slightly charming atmosphere just now made her very uncomfortable. She almost immediately jumped up from the stool, took out two new beaded bags, and handed one to Lin Ge: "The first is the spell, called "Invisible Spread""

"——"Invisible Spread"" Ringo read it again.

"The pronunciation is really good, do you know Latin?"

"Um."

"I really feel like you have advantages in everything." Penello blinked, "Except for being shorter."

You can’t get past this joke, right?

I'm only 11 years old!

Ringo rolled his eyes: "Please be more serious."

"I just think you are too impatient. Low-level magic spells may not matter, but high-level magic spells will easily fail." Penello showed the gestures and said the precautions, "Because in addition to gestures, spells and magic power

In addition to the requirements, the spell actually requires the wizard's willpower!"

"Willpower?"

"Take the disarming spell as an example." Penello felt that Ringo should have mastered the disarming spell, so he casually fired a red light at a target holding a broom weapon in front of him. The target shook slightly but was not harmed.

, shot down the broom weapon to the ground, "This is normal."

After saying this, she aimed at another target again.

But this time...

The other target's broom weapon did not come off, but was severely knocked away along with the target.

"This is also a disarming spell. I used it twice to the same extent, but the effect was different. Do you know why?"

Ringo vaguely recalled some of the plot: "The first time, you had the idea of ​​restraint in your heart and just wanted to disarm the enemy; the second time, you seemed to just want to vent."

"This is the influence of the wizard's will." Penello was very satisfied with teaching a smart man, "Because the disarming spell is only a low-level magic spell, even if the effects are different due to different wills of the caster, they are all within the acceptable range.

You can't mess around with medium or high magic spells... They only allow one kind of will, and once something goes wrong, it will definitely fail!"

No wonder there is a difference between low and high... Ringo understood the magic spell more thoroughly: "What kind of will does the Traceless Stretching Spell require?"

"I can't describe it in detail." Penello sighed slightly, "I can only tell you that every time I cast a spell, I have to imagine a seed breaking through the ground and sprouting and spreading roots and stems around.

success."

Can it only be understood but cannot be expressed in words?

But okay...

Ringo understood it in just one moment. After thinking for a while, he picked up the beaded bag and said, "I'll give it a try."

——"Invisible spread"

At the moment of casting the spell, Ringo made sure that his gestures and pronunciation were correct - he was very confident about this - and at the same time, he was conceived in his mind according to Penello's description.

A seed breaks through the confinement and grows rapidly!

Snap...

But unfortunately, with a strange noise, a corner of the beaded bag cracked, and several beads flew out with sparks - it failed.

Ringo checked and found that the beaded bag had not expanded at all.

He was not discouraged. As Penello said, this was a high-level magic spell. Even if he had the talent of "improving with each passing day", he would not be able to succeed the first time.

But as long as you practice more you’ll be fine!

This is the thought.

Completely immersed in his studies, Ringo stopped paying attention to Penelo next to him. After using the repair spell to repair the beaded packet, he started practicing immersedly again.

——"Invisible spread"

Bang! The beaded packet was blown away.

——"Invisible spread"

Click! An unknown grass grew on the beaded bag.

——"Invisible spread"

…

Ringo took on the same attitude of practicing spells at home all day long, and frantically cast the Traceless Stretching Charm, trying it hundreds of times in just over half an hour.

But all failed in the meantime.

And the consequences of failure are varied: the damage to the beaded packet is trivial, and sometimes the magic effect can even blow him away... During this period, two beaded packets were replaced - because the damage was too serious.

All this seemed normal to Lingo.

But Penello was dumbfounded.

How can any wizard practice advanced magic spells with such intensity? Are you not afraid that your hands will be deformed due to sore hands? Are you not afraid that you will make mistakes if you repeat the spell repeatedly? Even if you can guarantee that there will be no problems, can you guarantee that your will will be consistent? You will be blown away

More than a dozen times...are you really not afraid of death?

She kept on advising:

"Ringo, you are too impatient. You can't practice advanced magic spells so frequently!"

"Don't continue..."

"You, your arm is scratched, come here and let me help you heal it - "healed as before""

"Take a rest and chat with me for a while!"

"Sigh... Dean Flitwick was right, you should be a Ravenclaw. I thought I was crazy enough when it came to knowledge, but compared to you, it's still too gentle."

"If you don't have the right will, even if you practice it hundreds or thousands of times, it won't be of any use. When I first learned the traceless stretch spell, it took me half a year. During this period, if I made any mistakes, I would be taught the defense against black magic.

The professor stopped me. He told me that once the will is wrong, a smart person should give up immediately, otherwise it will just be in vain to add laughter to the god of death..."

Crack!

After the beaded bag cracked slightly again, Ringo finally stopped.

"Hmph! Do you have to stop if I tell you something embarrassing about myself? Or do you just listen to the words of a famous professor?" Penello pouted slightly to show his anger.

But Ringo looked confused: "What did you say?"

See this scene.

Penello's heart skipped a beat and he stood up subconsciously: "Don't you remember what I just said next to you? Then why did you stop? Could it be that the spell hurt your brain?"

"No."

"No, then why did you stop suddenly?"

"Because I've practiced it."

Ringo pushed the beaded packet over.

"You did it in less than an hour? Are you kidding me?" This time it was Penello's turn to roll her eyes.

She obviously didn't believe it.

——After all, I have been practicing for a whole year.

But under the urging of Ringo's sincere and sincere eyes, he still put his hand into the small beaded bag that could only accommodate one of his fists.

Then--

With surprise suddenly blooming in her beautiful eyes, half of Penello's forearm sank in...