Harry potter catastrophe

After lunch, Carney and his party returned to the dormitory. The afternoon classes started at 3 o'clock, with herbal medicine classes. There were not many first-year classes.

Carney returned to the dormitory and lay on the bed. He felt that his life was so comfortable, so good.

Unlike other time-travel rebirths, there are things like the murder of the father, the enemy of life and death, being divorced since childhood, working together for thirty years and so on.

I have already lived my whole life again, so why am I still so tired? It would be better to die if I am so tired. Every day I say that I want to be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life, and I will work harder than anyone else in practicing martial arts.

Do ordinary people like to meddle in other people's business? Will ordinary people save the world? When ordinary people see the opportunity of both danger and gain, do they have the crazy idea of ​​breaking and then building, and how do you know whether it will succeed if you don't try?

Carney has no interest in being number one in the world and being admired by all people.

It is better to live a glamorous life than to live a carefree and relaxed life, not to be the savior, but only to be the savior's backup. If Harry can't handle Voldemort, or if Voldemort messes with me, it's not too late to kill him.

Just live your life wonderfully. As for Voldemort and the Death Eaters, just let it happen. Don't always regard possible dangers as dangers, otherwise you will feel like disaster is coming from the sky when you go out.

"Hey, let me ask you a very important question!" Carney thought about his own strength, "Neville, Harry, Ron, this question is very important."

"Ask what it is, as long as we know it." Ron patted his chest and said, although Ron's family is poor, he still knows many things.

They all came closer.

"Can you feel your own magic, the magic in your body?" Carney said the question he had been confused about for a long time.

Neville and Harry both shook their heads.

"Magic? I don't feel it, but I heard from George and Fred that they have that course in school." Ron said.

Huh? Is it taught? Which subject is it? Carney started to flip through the textbook, Magic Theory?

It should be so. Carney flipped through the first few pages but couldn't find it. They were all talking about how it came into being and how magical it was. He flipped through a few more pages and found the relevant introduction almost in the middle of the book. That should be the first chapter.

Half semester, maybe, the course at that time.

Magic is everywhere... Omit, what the hell, turn to the next page. "The magic is in the wizard's body, more or less, this power is invisible and intangible, the magic is like the blood in the body, inside the body

Flow, when you need it, the magic is released through the pronunciation of the spell and the movement of the hand plus the guidance of the wand. When the wizard gets the wand, there is a roar of magic, and you can feel it at that time

Its existence, the higher the talent, the clearer it is. When you are extremely concentrated, you can feel it." Carney read the passage.

"Hey, I remembered that when I got my wand, I felt a breeze flowing through my body, from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. The hot weather instantly felt much cooler. Then

It's hard to describe the feeling, but it feels great." Harry yelled, describing the feeling at that time, "It's in my body, I can't explain it."

It’s hard to describe how you go from the soles of your feet to the top of your head, from hot to cold?

"I had it when I first came into contact with wands. It was very strange, just like what Mr. Ollivander said." Neville also said.

"Why don't I feel anything? The wand must be broken. Mum always thinks it still works." Ron didn't want to admit that he had low talent.

"Then I'll give you one!" Harry said as a friend, he was not short of money.

"Oh, how is that possible? It's too expensive." Ron exclaimed looking at Harry, but still blushed and said, "You can give it to me as a gift for Christmas. I tried one there, but mom

Didn’t buy it for me…”

"But I didn't feel it..." Carney interrupted them.

"That's strange. Why don't you ask the professor and let him check it for you." Ron calmed down and gave a pertinent suggestion.

"Well, I'll ask you when I have time next time." Carney said this, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Maybe it’s because I’m a time traveler, ask the teacher? What if there’s nothing you can do and alarm Lao Deng, and Lao Deng thinks it’s strange to give you a Turjinji, Legilimency or something like that, who knows what trouble this could cause.

,The less trouble, the better.

Old Deng is also a scheming one. Harry has been clearly arranged by him. It is better for him to keep a low profile and not be arranged.

Solve your own problems by yourself. If you can't solve it yourself, it's not too late to ask the professor.

Not everything in this book is useless. There is a sentence at the end that you can feel when you are extremely focused.

Is it meditation? There is no such thing as meditation here. Try meditating at night. By the way, you can see if you are a martial arts prodigy. Maybe you can practice Qi.

At this time, apart from reading newspapers, there is no way to learn about the situation in other areas. British vampires and werewolves, I wonder if there are any immortals in China.

Since there is magic, there is no reason why there should be no qigong and magic. Let’s meditate every night from today on.

Carney made his own arrangements first. While Carney was in a daze, Harry and the others talked about the school teacher again.

"Professor McGonagall is so strict, and I don't understand a lot of what is said in class."

"The Herbology class this afternoon was very relaxing, but it was with Slantlin. They were so annoying, especially Malfoy."

"His father was one of the first to turn to You-Know-Who, but after He-Know-Who fell, he said it was not their original intention. Their family was very rich, and they gave the Ministry of Magic a large sum of money, and they had nothing to do. In fact, who

Everyone knows who he is. "When it comes to Malfoy Ron, I get excited...

In the herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout introduced several common and multi-purpose herbs, their origins, living environment, functions, and cultivation. The herbal medicine class was really relaxing, and even Neville understood it.

I kept taking notes carefully. The only unpleasant thing was that Malfoy kept staring at Harry. He was probably still brooding over the previous incident and already had a grudge against Harry.

The invitation of the noble Malfoy family was unexpectedly rejected by him in front of so many people. His face dropped. If he didn't recover, he might make other families look down on the Malfoy family, even though they didn't say so.

"Harry, Malfoy has been staring at you. He must be harboring some bad ideas." Ron whispered.

"Why, I just rejected him." Harry was puzzled.

"The Malfoy family is extremely vengeful. Many nobles dare not offend him openly. Their family has destroyed many families that have offended him. This is how many of their family's properties came from." Ron explained to the Malfoy family.

Black History, "It's definitely up to him to stare at you! You're right, Carney."

"Well, you're right!" Carney said casually, "Maybe he's a gay guy who has a crush on Harry."

"What is a faggot?" Neither Harry nor Ron had heard of the word.

"A man who likes men is called a faggot!" Carney said solemnly, "Harry, you might have an admirer now."