Hogwarts: I can load entries infinitely!

"Yes, but not now."

Price replied with a smile.

"The Aurors still have some questions for you, so we will wait until you finish dinner before leaving."

As soon as these words came out.

Madam Pomfrey was obviously more dissatisfied.

She put her hands on her hips.

Her frown could almost squeeze out water.

"Humph! These guys who have been in the Ministry for a long time don't care about their own bodies, and now they don't even care about the students' bodies!"

Price still kept smiling.

Gently patted Madam Pomfrey's shoulder.

The tone was gentle.

"Poppy, don't worry, at present, his soul state is still okay."

Madam Pomfrey slowly exhaled.

It seems that she has calmed down a little.

She raised her hand slightly.

A plate of food appeared on Deveraux's bedside table.

A large bowl of steaming milk oatmeal.

With five ham sandwiches.

"Let's eat first. Remember to clean up in advance."

Deveraux nodded.

His eyes fell on the bowl of milk oatmeal porridge.

His Adam's apple moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This is what he specifically told Madam Pomfrey.

This is his favorite food at Hogwarts.

Every day's boring life depends on this to keep alive.

After delivering food to Deveraux.

Madam Pomfrey turned and took Price to the depths of the school hospital.

Deveraux breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat back on the bed.

He picked up the sandwich and started to feast on it.

While eating, he began to recall his experiences of the past two days.

Although he did not run out of the school hospital.

But every day there would be many Aurors visiting Dawlish - the injured Auror who shared the ward with him.

Deveraux also took this opportunity to learn his name.

At the same time, he also loaded several purple entries from several Aurors who came, which were no longer of much help to Deveraux.

Moody, whom Deveraux had been waiting for, had not come yet.

He really wanted Moody's experience in hunting dark wizards for so many years.

That would definitely be a great improvement for Deveraux at the moment.

Now he could only look forward to Moody coming to ask him in person.

Thinking of this.

Deveraux opened his own panel.

...

[Host: Deveraux Alexander]

[Age: 11 years old]

[Identity: First-year student at Hogwarts, senior pharmacist]

[Spell library: Killing Curse (unmatched), Imperius Curse (skilled), Microstructure Transfiguration Spell (skilled),...]

[Carrying entries: Traveler (unique), Magical Prodigy (unique), Potion Spirit (red), Transfiguration Spirit (red), Savior (red), Genius Wand Maker (gold), Protection of Love (gold), King of Exams (gold), Damage Repairer (Purple), Prank Inventor (Purple), Explorer (Purple)...]

[Entry Library: Unique (2), Red (3), Gold (5), Purple (16), Blue (926), Green (13871), White (82112)]

[Pet: El (Magic Bag Toad)]

[Item: Magic Wand (Pearl)]

[Wisdom of the Sages: Venerable Buddhaghosa's Meditation Method]

[Number of Magical Secret Realms Explored: 3]

...

Deverot was drinking oatmeal porridge with milk.

He stared at the data on his panel.

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Now the number of his blue entries has approached one thousand.

These are all the results of his continuous loading from the people around him day after day.

"Alas, it's still too slow."

Deverot sighed.

He couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"And even if I get a purple entry, it won't help much in the current situation."

He scratched his head.

He bit a piece of sandwich in his mouth.

He looked at the entries on the panel.

He couldn't decide which one to upgrade to purple first.

However.

Among the blue entries.

He noticed something surprising - the Imperius Curse was already displayed as 'proficient'.

This was the result of being bored in recent days.

Deverot was bored in the school hospital.

Always thinking of finding something to kill time.

Other spells were either too noisy.

Or not suitable for practice here.

Only the Imperius Curse was convenient and hidden.

He was a little annoyed that Al was not around.

As a result, Adrian brought it when he passed by yesterday.

It was just in time.

So.

He quickly started to "practice".

On the first try.

Deverot cast the Imperius Curse on Al.

The toad stood up straight.

Then he began to tap dance for no apparent reason—the sound of his little paws hitting the floor made himI couldn't help laughing.

Since then.

Whenever he needed to relax.

Al became his "best assistant" for practicing the Imperius Curse.

After a few rounds.

He quickly mastered this dangerous magic with the bonus of his [Magic Wizard] talent.

"It's normal for me."

Deveraux shrugged.

His eyes swept across the proficiency progress bar on the panel.

He reached out and touched Al, who was curled up at the end of the bed.

"How about I try to let you learn to wave the flag next time?"

He whispered to Al.

At this time.

The door of the school hospital was pushed open again.

A slight creaking sound broke the silence in the room.

Deveraux turned his head subconsciously.

His eyes were instantly attracted by the man at the door.

Alastor Moody.

The legendary Auror who had haunted him for several days finally appeared!

Moody limped in.

The blue magic prosthetic eye was spinning.

It seemed to be observing every detail around.

A young Auror followed behind him.

Deveraux had never seen this person before.

"Hello, sir."

Deveraux greeted him with a smile on his face.

There was a hint of uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

He immediately activated his ability on Moody - loading his [Hunter] entry.

[Ding! ]

[Loading copy entry: Hunter (purple)...]

[Copy completed! ]

Instantly.

Countless thrilling scenes about tracking, ambush, and counterattack flooded into Deveraux's brain.

Various unique offensive and defensive spells and practical experience came like a tide.

However, Deveraux was no longer the rookie who was in a hurry at the beginning.

He had the experience of instantly raising the Killing Curse to an unmatched level and loading Madam Pomfrey's entry.

This time he easily adapted to the influx of information.

He even drank a mouthful of oatmeal leisurely.

His expression was normal.

He didn't seem to show any strange expression.

Then there was a pleasant reminder sound.

[Ding! ]

[New spell successfully stored! ]

[New spell successfully stored! ]

[New spell successfully stored! ]

...

A large number of complex and practical special spells such as dark magic counter-spells, tracking spells, and voice transmission spells quickly appeared in Deveraux's mind.

Deveraux couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

But Moody just nodded slightly to Deveraux's greeting.

He didn't say much.

He walked straight into the depths of the hospital.

It seemed that he was going to discuss something with Madam Pomfrey.

Instead, the young Auror behind him.

He didn't follow Moody.

Instead, he walked directly to Deveraux's bed.

He sat down without saying a word.

But his eyes were always fixed on the inside of the hospital.

As if waiting for something.

Deveraux blinked.

He was a little confused about the other party's intention.

"Uh, sir, what can I do for you?"

He asked tentatively.

But the man remained silent.

He just stretched his neck.

His eyes were fixed on the depths of the hospital.

As if he had no interest in Deveraux's existence.

Time passed little by little.

Deveraux even felt that the sandwich in his hand was getting cold.

Finally.

There was a quarrel inside the hospital - the voices of Moody and Madam Pomfrey were faintly audible.

The Auror sitting in front of him seemed relieved.

He covered his face with his hands.

He whispered.

"Wait a moment."

Then.

The scene in front of him made Deveraux almost bite his tongue -

The man began to change!

His hair changed from neat short hair to shoulder-length hair with a gradient from violet to orange.

His facial features also gradually softened from his square and resolute male appearance.

A few seconds later.

A pale face with a mischievous smile appeared in front of Deveraux.

A pair of bright heart-shaped eyes made her look more lively.

"Haha, thanks to you for saving me in the auditorium before!"

She said with a smile.

Her voice was a little playful.

"My name is Tonks."

Deveraux's eyes widened.

Looking at this surprising transformation.

He was so shocked that the sandwich in his hand fell to the ground.

"You..."

He immediately called up the other party's panel in his mind.

....

[Name: Nymphadora Tonks]

[Age: 18]

[Spell Library: ...]

[Entries: Metamorphmagus (gold), Disguiser (purple), Magical Potential (blue)]

...

[Metamorphmagus (gold): A talent that is extremely difficult to acquire. One can change his or her appearance at will. He or she is a master of disguise since birth. He or she has a talent for human body deformation that ordinary people cannot achieve.】

[Disguiser (purple): You have unique experience in various types of disguise magic, and the speed of learning such spells is also beyond ordinary people, and you can even create some of this kind of magic yourself. 】

[Magical Potential (purple): You have the potential to become a wizard. 】

...

After looking at this panel.

Deviro immediately cursed the system in his heart again.

"Why is the interval between loading and copying so long!!!"