Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"Let me go, please let me go... Angela is still waiting for me to come home! I still have a daughter! She's still young!"

"Feel sorry."

Ciel hid behind the wall, his wand held up in front of him.

"But you have no daughter."

The other party seemed to be taken aback after being exposed by Charles, but soon he said again.

"Whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me, I can take whatever you want! The most valuable thing in my house is your Pensieve, and there are more than a dozen gold Galleons, you can take them all!"

"Just don't kill me!"

he begged.

But in fact, he was responding loudly, while cautiously groping towards the side of the wall where Charles made the sound.

This is his home, and he is very familiar with it.

One step, two steps, three steps. .

He came to the back of the wall in no time, and almost without hesitation, he turned sharply, and an ominous green glow shot out from his wand.

"Die! Little bastard!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Boom!"

But the violent Killing Curse just hit the wall, a fist-sized deep pit appeared, and amidst the splash of gravel, Charles' voice appeared behind this guy.

"Sorry, I can't use the things I snatched from the dungeon, so..."

"What.."

Shire's wand swiped across quickly, and the three sharp red spells flashed away. In the next moment, blood gushed out, and a large head shot up into the sky.

[Trial of the Brave]:

Loner Dark Wizard (East London Suburbs): 1/1 (5 days) CR 10 (Special drop: Pensieve)

[You eliminated the black wizard (boss)]: experience +250, silver bag (10)*1, gold coin +100, lucky coin +1

[Open]: Silver Bag (10)*1

[Acquired Items]: Pensieve (rare)

Today is the time to refresh the dungeon CD. Ciel picked two more valuable dungeons, the Porcelain Kingdom Legion that dropped Occlumency, and the lone Dark Wizard dungeon that dropped the Pensieve.

The former successfully provided Charles with a consumable magic, a level 15 Occlumency Technique, while the latter finally gave him a Pensieve after falling for five weeks.

And it's a rare level, one notch higher than the advanced level in his hand.

Charles took out two pensieves and compared them. The shape of the former is obviously more gorgeous and retro, and the memory is also clearer than the latter when viewing memories, just like the difference in definition between 240 and 480.

Looking at the black wizard's corpse with some regret, Shire finally gave up his plan to go to the real world to trouble him.

He wanted to extract this guy's memory, given his current level of magic, it was easy to kill or defeat him, but it was not so easy to control him.

Charles didn't want to take that risk.

Like Karma Taj's teleportation, the Pensieve has many uses, one of which is teaching.

Extract the memories of wizards to learn the release points of spells, use elements, extract the memories of ordinary people, and learn various skills and skills.

There are a lot of memories in Ciel's previous archives, but he didn't bring them back. If he wants to satisfy his collection addiction, he has to start all over again.

Creatures in the dungeon can extract memories, but cannot bring out the dungeon.

Of course, the Pensieve can be used for learning, but it’s just for observation. It’s no different from watching videos. How much you can learn depends entirely on your individual level. It’s not like a virtual learning machine.

The Pensieve can't do that, otherwise what Hogwarts.

Many pure-blood families have ancient memories, because magic is different from person to person, and not everyone will be able to learn family magic.

If any generation didn't learn it, wouldn't it mean that the inheritance would be broken, but if there was a Pensieve and the memory of the professors of those ancestors, the situation would be much better.

Charles withdrew from the copy.

He returned to the ruined town of Wonderland, Unigel.

Charles was very sure that his own time was passing in Wonderland, because he felt that he had developed faster than Harry and others.

Harry also curiously sighed that he had grown so much after not seeing him for a while.

The same is true of the settings in the game.

But he is not sure what his own time is like in the dungeon. In the game, the time in the dungeon is stopped, but who knows in this world.

Therefore, Ciel gave up the plan of clearing all dungeons. This is a liver emperor-type plot-oriented game. It may take a long time to complete all dungeons before raising the level. Once the time is shared, Ciel It's numb.

It is better to keep up with various plots, whether it is the main plot or linear plot, the experience rewards are very rich.

Then he picked out the more important dungeons to brush them off, and waited until the problem of lifespan was solved before going to brush the high-level dungeons.

A low-level dungeon doesn't mean much in the first place.

Charles opens the portal, leaves Wonderland, and returns to Hogwarts.

. . .

From the abandoned classroom near Hufflepuff, Ciel headed to the library, and sure enough, found Hermione there.

Every time he went to Wonderland, Charles would find a relatively hidden classroom, avoid portraits, and cast metaphorical magic, so almost no one could find him. Besides, he was walking alone now, and his whereabouts could be called elusive.

But Hermione was easy to find, either in the Gryffindor common room or in the library.

Charles noticed that she was looking at a book related to spells, not looking for clues to Nicolas.

That's right, it's only the third day of school now, and there is still a long way to go before the follow-up plot.

Besides, Draco is still missing, and he doesn't know if he can catch up with the flying lessons. Without the flying lessons, how can he follow up to provoke Harry and complete the midnight duel.

Without the midnight duel, a few little guys would not have accidentally bumped into the forbidden area guarded by Lu Wei, and there would be no follow-up series of things.

But Charles is not worried about the plot of the original book, after all, it is the main line, no matter what, Dumbledore will guide them there.

The two of them and the tacit one were holding a book, and another afternoon passed by like this. Charles had already read most of the magic theories, but he still didn't have a good answer to the question of what magic power is.

In the evening, Ciel had dinner at the long table in Gryffindor as usual, and now the freshmen in Gryffindor are completely used to Ciel, the Slytherin who was eating, except for Hermione, Harry, Neville, Even the Explosive Maniac and a few other freshmen can occasionally talk to him.

On the contrary, it is the atmosphere of Slytherin.

Charles found out when he returned to the lounge.

If in the morning, Slytherin was still normal, and at noon, someone had already noticed the disappearance of Prefect Felix, then in the evening, the news had already spread completely.

Charles noticed that many people looked at him differently.

Hostility, doubt, suspicion, hesitation. . They have begun to make no secret of their attitude.

But Slytherin was originally a group of guys who like to make plans before acting. Even before, they all liked to play tricks behind their backs.

With the unclear example of Felix, they will only be more cautious and suspicious before they figure out what is going on.

Sweeping around the lounge, Charles responded to their gazes one by one without any sense of fear.

But this time, apart from isolation and exclusion, many people unconsciously looked away after seeing Charles' eyes.

But not Mules Carroll, because this guy actually gave Charles a wink, which caused the licking dogs around her to glare at him.

I am only in the first grade, and I am still a child!

On the way back to his dormitory through the lounge, he was stopped by the prefect Sandra.

"Do you know anything about Felix?"

she asked directly.

"Why do you think I know anything?"

"You just need to answer yes, or don't know."

Sandra had no intention of going around in circles with Charles at all, and her tone was very tough.

She and Felix's fifth-grade prefects have always been like this. The sixth and seventh grades are busy with exams and post-graduation affairs, and basically don't care about it. It is said that there are six prefects in each college, but in fact only the fifth-grade prefects are appear frequently.

"have no idea."

Charles replied calmly.

Sandra looked at him fixedly, and some fourth and fifth graders around began to get nervous, just when they thought that Sandra would fly into a rage the next moment, she suddenly backed away.

"I see."

she said lightly.

Then he returned to his position.

Shire shrugged indifferently, then returned to the bedroom, and when he opened the door, he saw a surprise.

"Oh, look who's back, my old friend."

"Draco."

Draco, who was writing a letter at the table next to the bed, trembled suddenly, as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, his whole body trembled.

. . .

At the same time, Snape also spoke the password to the ugly stone statue outside the principal's office, and then walked out of the office along the spiral staircase.

"Knock knock knock!"

He knocked lightly on the door of the office, his deep voice was thick and rich like potion.

"I have something to tell you, Dumbledore . . . about Mr. Chardie."

. . .

"Knock knock knock!"

The plank door didn't respond.

"Knock knock knock!"

Still no response from the plank door.

The owner of the silver dancing shoes was a little impatient.

Her white arms paused, her tone was gentle, but her words were vicious.

"Are you going to open the door, or are you going to let me burn you all in the house?"

"squeak-"

The wooden door was finally opened.

Behind the door is a typical fairy-tale family of four, the host dressed as a farmer, the hostess in shabby patched clothes, a little boy and a little girl.

"Get out! Get out... you wicked witch!"

"Very well, the witches have turned evil, and she's doing a great job."

"But now I don't want to worry about these things. Tell me, where is the castle due east? I know she often moves."

"You wicked witch! Get out of my house!"

The farmer brandished the iron fork, as if he wanted to knock out the owner of the silver shoes, but this only made the owner of the silver shoes go into a rage.

"An idiot is an idiot. Can't you recognize the current situation...I'm tired of hearing these words back and forth."

"Zi!"

She pointed out suddenly, a dazzling green light flashed, and the iron fork fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

The farmer disappeared, and in his place was an ugly toad.

"Gah!"

"Gah!"

it cried.

"Now tell me where it is."

The mistress's eyes were full of anger and horror, but she gave in when she found the other's gaze moved to her child.

She stood in front of the children and begged.

"Everyone, everyone is saying that she went to the magic forest, please, change him back!"

"please!"

"very good."

The owner of the silver dancing shoes took a step forward and came in front of the toad. Just when the hostess' eyes were filled with anticipation again, she suddenly stomped down fiercely.

"But it's a pity that evil witches can't do good things, don't you think."

In an instant, the blood was bloody.

"dad!"

"No!"

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Accompanied by sharp and wild laughter, the silver dancing shoe tapped the ground three times again, and disappeared without a trace with its owner.

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