Harry Potter: The Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Hearing Newt's words, Kong Nuo hurriedly stretched out his fingers and flicked them, only to hear a soft sound of "boom", and invisible strength shot out.

A light breeze lifted Tina's shoulder-length whiteness and swooped down on the owl's chopsticks like a sharp sword.

There were three more shrill soft sounds, and the chopsticks that had been crooked by the first blow kept bouncing in the air, and finally returned to Conno's hand.

"Coo-coo!" the brown-feathered owl landed lightly on the table, rubbing the back of Newt's hand.

Compared to the ignorant owl, the Newts reacted much more violently.

They all took a sip of the warm milk in the cup, looked at the chopsticks in Kong Nuo's hand, and couldn't help but take another sip of warm milk to suppress the shock.

"Ahem......" Tina straightened her somewhat messy hair, "Conno, what kind of magic did you just use?how do you use it?can you teach me?"

"Uh......" Conno scratched his head, "It's hard to explain, according to your current age, being able to jump around is the limit of my magic."

"If you have to use your fingers like me, you can directly stimulate your energy without the help of foreign objects, so you can only choose to start over in life."

Tina nodded, "It means that the magic called martial arts is difficult to reach your level?"

Conno took the chopsticks and spun around in the air, and said confidently: "That's a must!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he said, breaking off a small piece of the uneaten egg and stuffing it into the owl's mouth.

The owl, smashing its beak, stretched out its claws and placed the letter it had grasped in its talons on the table.

Newt put down the parchment letter in his hand, smiled at Conno, and said,

"Good news! The Silent Books Company has sent me a notice that it has begun printing the "Martial Arts Primer" you have written. "

Coo-coo!"

sent the first owl away, and the second owl followed.

The owl, which was larger than the brown owl and had white feathers, circled around the ceiling and dropped a package, then flew out of the window.

"Strange ......," Newt frowned as he unwrapped the package, "such a big owl, who would write to me early in the morning?"

In addition to a parchment envelope, there was also a small bag that made a "clang" sound in the package.

"This is actually a letter from the Ministry of Magic. Newt shoved the entire package in front of Conno.

"The Ministry of Magic said that the illegal interrogation methods used against you were purely personal, and that it had sent you a sum of money for mental damages as an apology.

"The other two Aurors will come to the door to apologize in person, and then they will take you to buy a new wand. "

And this kind of operation?" Conno glanced at the letter and ripped open the money bag.

At a glance, there were more than thirty gold coins in the money bag, and he could clearly feel an unusual aura from the gold coins.

He sighed, "It's too backward, why do you still use gold coins? Don't you think it's a bit troublesome? Even if you can't scan the code to pay, at least you can use paper money, right?"

Newt rubbed his nose, "Muggle currency is indeed more convenient, but that kind of paper money can be directly copied with a copy charm, and Garon These are made of goblins, and they have the power of goblins on them, so you don't need to worry about receiving counterfeit money." "

Makes sense. Conno put all the gold coins in his money bag into the small world of the Martial Arts Golden Pill, "But I have a question, if you wizards copy ordinary people's banknotes, will the numbers on them also be copied?"

"Of course!" Newt smiled proudly, "I can guarantee that the banknotes we copy are absolutely exactly the same as those printed by Muggles, but there is a risk of being punished by the Ministry of Magic." "

Wizards generally follow the laws of secrecy, and try to avoid using magic to interfere with the Muggle world.

If you are caught making money, you will be held accountable by the Ministry of Magic.

The larger the amount of copying, the more penalties you face, and even the chance that you can be sent to Azkaban for further study.

Kong Nuo shook the peanut milk in his hand, "Is it exactly the same? Newt! Did you know that Muggle banknotes have different numbers?

Newt's face turned embarrassed, and he quickly changed the subject, "Then I have to go and change the dressing of the Curling Wing Demon in the morning, and those two Aurors should come to your seaside building after two o'clock in the afternoon." -------------------------------------

leisurely afternoon, Conno took the so-called letter of apology from the Ministry of Magic in his hand and looked at it again and again.

It's not that there's any new magic on it, it's because the letter is so plain.

Through this time of getting along, he has clearly understood that Newt is a simple-minded old man.

It's a bit similar to the kind of scientific researchers who are all focused on their careers, and don't pay much attention to the twists and turns of life.

It was for this reason that Newt did not notice the simplicity of the letter from the Ministry of Magic.

There is no sign that the Ministry of Magic should have, and no extra magic is attached to it.

It's like I'm afraid that others will find out some clues, so everything is as simple as possible.

"No one wants to test me, does they?" Muttered Conno, "I don't seem to have heard from my roommate who has more eyes in this novel."

He thought back to what his roommate had told him about the wizarding world.

Well, it's basically about how cool real-world magic is, or why there weren't any owls sending letters when I was eleven years old.

"Poor boy, you didn't receive the letter of admission, but I was invited by Dumbledore to be a teacher......"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Is it Dumbledore? he still seems quite amiable...... But it seems that his roommate said that his IQ crushed Voldemort...... "

It can't be to test whether I'm a druid or not, right?" Actually, I said that I studied martial arts, so why would I want to know if I could use magic? Why would you let me buy a wand for no reason. There

was a series of knocks on the door.

A familiar voice came in: "Is it Mr. Connoy?We are the Aurors from the Auror Office of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and we have come to apologize to you today......"

Outside the door, Williamson and Prout, wearing the standard wizard robes of the Ministry of Magic, stood there, looking straight and looking very energetic.

They bowed deeply and shouted in unison, "Mr. Connou, I would like to apologize to you for our previous rude behavior!"