Hogwarts: Magical Elegy

All fear comes from lack of firepower!

It’s scary even if you don’t have enough firepower, let alone losing it.

At this time, Xifa, who was lying on the bed, had already gotten up and walked to the door of the dormitory, pacing back and forth. He was considering whether he should risk getting a temporary wand tonight!

Entering Hogwarts without a wand and following the battlefield without a knife or gun is like entering the examination room without a pen and paper.

Not long ago, after the sorting ceremony, Avnia Rupert, the prefect of the college, left her alone and asked whether she should choose first grade or second grade.

After getting Xifa's wish to go directly to the second grade, she told herself that she would receive a batch of funds to buy second grade books, which also included wand money paid by the school.

After all, Xifa's wand was lost under the Black Lake, and the school will bear this responsibility!

However, it will take some time for the funds to be decentralized.

Avnia Rupert, the prefect, looked apologetic and said it was her own responsibility that Xifa did not receive the funds as quickly as possible.

Looking at 28-year-old Hua, the upright female prefect, Xifa looked at her deeply until the little witch's ears turned red.

Xifa comforted her by saying that it was not her fault and that he could understand that the school's funds are tight now.

Standing at the door of the room, Xifa sighed deeply in his heart.

This outstanding and kind-hearted female prefect didn't see anything, but as soon as she heard it she understood why the funds were not distributed immediately.

Because what happened at the sorting ceremony was full of abnormalities.

But it’s not a big problem. As long as a professor visits your place of origin and checks your admission process. He is sure that he is not an undercover agent sent by the enemy, and the mystery of admission will not affect your campus life!

But Xifa could no longer restrain himself.

Without a wand, he could only perform some crude magic tricks, and a few hours ago, he had been warned by Dumbledore not to trust anyone.

A sense of powerlessness deeply surrounds me!

By the way, what on earth did Dumbledore do when he allowed himself to travel back in time?

This feeling of seeing flowers in the fog right in front of you is really terrible!

By the way, did I forget something again?

In my own mind, the Riddler's disgust ranks at the forefront.

It was obviously not the first time that Professor Dumbledore asked him to do something. Once or twice was fine, but if he did it more often, he would definitely find a way to curb this kind of thing.

Think about it, if your leader asks you to do something, if you ask about something, he will tell you and you will know it when you get there.

If it happens too many times, I'm afraid I won't resign on the spot?

So, the purpose of traveling through time is also not pure...

Xifa, who was lost in thought, didn't know that his left hand was always rubbing the wrist of his right hand, as if there should be something unforgettable there...

After a long time, Xifa made up his mind.

As a saying goes, not having a sword in your hand is not the same thing as having a sword and not using it!

The wooden door is rarely pushed open silently.

Along with the curfew bell, Xifa slowly stepped out of the dormitory.

The road outside the dormitory is paved with hard marble, and soft leather soles will not make any sound when walking on it.

The decoration of Ravenclaw is quite exquisite, and the walls are covered with magic paintings of various artistic styles.

It was probably the sound of the curfew bell that stimulated the characters in the magic painting to form a reflex.

The way they escaped from the magic painting one after another was like a big black mouse crossing the street in the dark, leaving behind only a swishing black shadow.

My memory is becoming more and more blurred. I have walked this road countless times, and it actually gives me a feeling of pioneering wasteland.

However, the blur of memory also gave Xifa some compensation.

The reaction of teenagers is the fastest. The older you get, the slower your reaction becomes. In addition to the aging of the organs and body, there is also the impact of experience on immediate judgment.

In other words, I am fearless because I am ignorant and have no experience to refer to, so my adaptability is directly stretched!

Just like now...

Xifa turned around suddenly because he noticed that there were eyes peering at him!

But along the empty corridor, there were only dancing flames on the wall.

Suddenly, a chill came over my heart.

No more, get the wand quickly!

The plan to refine the secret medicine must also be put on the agenda as soon as possible!

Now I just got a catalog from the library, and the memories of my previous life were all the books in the library!

I only know the general outline but do not forget the specific content.

If you can't get a wand and sort out your memories with the help of a wand, then you can only find a way to find a pensieve.

It is currently known that the pensieve is in the principal's office...

Let’s go to the Room of Requirement!

Thinking of this, Xifa couldn't help but speed up his pace.

But the surrounding scenery gradually blurred, and the flames dancing on the wall were no longer active.

The bright light gradually weakened to dark yellow, the vision swayed, and something seemed to be shaking in the shadow in the corner!

That feeling of spying in the dark is back!

This time, Xifa suppressed his inner uneasiness and fear, but his heart beat faster and his steps became more rapid!

However, the faster I walked, the more intense my fear became.

I felt something wrapped around my neck, I felt pairs of small hands touching my forehead, I felt tentacles wriggling in my stomach...

When a drop of sweat fell from Xifa's chin, he finally stepped out of the gloomy corridor and arrived at the brightly lit common room of Ravenclaw.

The dazzling light filled the eyeballs, and the anxiety and restlessness in my heart melted like ice and snow meeting the hot sunshine.

I... was attacked just now, right? In other words, the enemy has noticed me!

However, he seems to have some concerns...lighting? Popularity?

After thinking about it carefully, I didn't get the answer.

Forget it, find a way to sneak out of the common room first!

Even though the curfew bells had long rung, the Ravenclaw common room was still brightly lit.

I glanced around and saw that there were twenty little wizards of different grades sitting in chairs with books in their hands, reading quietly.

The curfew only prohibits wandering outside the college, but it does not mean that students cannot move freely within the college.

Ravenclaws who love reading and studying will naturally not waste precious reading time before going to bed.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If Xifa wants to get out of the lounge, he must pass through the crowd, open the bronze door and walk out of the common room.

Even with the wand in hand, it is very difficult to leave without alerting anyone, let alone being empty-handed now.

It's not a problem to stand still, and I'm still worried about turning around and going back. At least I have to pass by a few seniors to feel safer.

Come on, let's look for books about the history of Hogwarts. I always feel that Hogwarts now is a little different from what I remember.

Hmm... Facing the dazzling array of books, Xifa was a little at a loss.

Because he only knew that this was an area where books were placed, but he did not remember the specific catalogue.

"Hey! Junior Kerwin! How can I help you?"

Huh? Who is calling me?

Xifa turned around subconsciously, and even lowered his head because the sound came from below.

However, no one... No, it's the Disguise Curse!

"Hey!" I felt my trouser leg being pulled by something.

Xifa quickly lowered his head and looked down.

"Master Flitwick!"

Filius Flitwick, the offspring of a human and an elf, is unusually short, like a dwarf.

But he is different from the patient in that he has extraordinary magical talents and a flexible body.

In addition, he is amiable and willing to help others.

Even though he faced discrimination, he was successfully elected as the prefect of Ravenclaw!

"Sorry!" Xifa admired this strong and sunny senior and quickly expressed his apology.

"It's okay! It's not your fault!"

No one looks back at their feet. It's not Xifa's fault! Flitwick raised his head and said with a smile.

"I didn't encounter any problems... It was the first time I saw so many books, so I was just temporarily dazzled!"

Seeing that Flitwick had no intention of leaving, Xifa said politely.

"That's right! I'm reading over there! If you have any questions, you can go to me directly! There's no need to be restrained. Prefects should help new students! And I believe that every Ravenclaw senior will be happy to help new students! This

It is our tradition, the favor given to us by our predecessors, and we must pass on the rewards to future generations!"

No, no, no, this is not Ravenclaw at all!

Xifa smiled awkwardly to show that he had learned the lesson, and involuntarily glanced at the Ravenclaw statue from the corner of his eyes.

This looks like a calm and rational woman. Students should be encouraged to think independently and be self-reliant!

"A few more words... Since the junior is faced with difficulty in making a choice, why not listen to my suggestions. I recommend the junior to read "Hogwarts - A School History"! This will help the junior understand

Daily life at Hogwarts!”

"After all, just before we were divided into dormitories, I saw that the juniors were a little distracted when reading out some of the school rules! Sorry, I have become verbose recently, because there are so many things that new students need guidance on... It looks like the juniors are very sensible! I will just emphasize one point.

!Don’t break the school rule of curfew! Otherwise you will regret it!”

Regret, Flitwick said this with a ferocious face and a trembling tone of horror.

A creepy feeling surged into Xifa's heart.

"I remember! By the way! Senior! Do you think turkey legs are delicious?"

At the dining table, Xifa observed it. It seemed that the higher the grade, the more young wizards holding turkey legs.

But the turkey legs tasted too bad, so Xifa didn’t understand it.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Xifa brought up this topic, trying to find resonance with the senior or answer his doubts.

"Of course I like to eat turkey legs! I still have a few hidden in my room! I have to pay attention to my appearance at the dinner table! It's hard to bear it!"

Well, a turkey leg is almost as big as half a senior... The picture is indeed too beautiful to imagine.

"Hey! Flitwick! You're being rude! I have some delicious food to share with you all!"

"That's right! As a prefect, you can ask the elf to deliver turkey legs to your dormitory! You can add extra meals! We can only watch?"

It seems that everyone is extremely sensitive to the word turkey legs.

The two people's voices were not loud! The little wizard who was reading a book ten steps away could hear them.

They raised their heads suddenly, their eyes gleaming and greedy, like resurrected starving ghosts!

Involuntarily, Xifa took a small step back.

"Hey! Don't think I didn't see it! You each ate two big sticks at the dinner table! Are you still eating now? Are you afraid of dying?!"

"I have read this book for so long! I have already digested it!"

You can digest two large turkey legs in one hour. Are you two giant humanoids?!

"Filius! Let's hold a party in your dormitory! Just... to celebrate the entrance of new students?"

"You guys! Okay!"

I saw that more than half of the young wizards in the rest room stood up and came over to protect them, with the expressions of fanatical believers on their faces, wrapping up Xifer and Flitwick!

It was such an outrageous scene, but no one thought anything was wrong!

Xifa couldn't help but take a step back, preparing to hide himself behind the bookshelf.

"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that I abused my power again!"

"Xifa! You come too!"

Please, senior, there is no need to care about me so much!

After the words fell, a group of young wizards, male and female, tall, short, fat and thin, stared at him one after another.

They stared at Kazilan with big eyes and drooling on their chins, as if they were expecting her to agree quickly and hold the party as soon as possible!

"sorry, I…"

Xifa didn't realize that he said the wrong thing.

Senior Flitwick's eyes widened but there was no saliva at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry! Xifa has an appointment with me!"

It was such a familiar feeling that Xifa didn't immediately break free.

It’s just that I never remember that girls often hugged my arms!

"Oh! It's Senior Sister Ivern! That's it! No wonder you look down on those people!"

Those people? Oh! Xifa looked at the girl’s beautiful face and understood.

"Yes! We haven't seen each other for a long time! Xifa must be mine tonight!"

"Haha! Isn't the school girl looking for a shield?"

Beauty is a curse! Everyone was about to leave, but you, the guy, shouted angrily and stopped us!

People's desire for gossip is really strong. This group of people are all talking about it, but they can still restrain it!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hmph! I originally planned to give Xifa a surprise! But you guys ruined it! Are you still not leaving? Are you ready to apologize?"

Hearing this, everyone dispersed in an instant...

However, the destination was the boys' dormitory, which was Filius Flitwick's prefect's dormitory.

"Let's go! Let's go to your dormitory first! I heard it's a single room!"

A single room means a private room.

Xifa didn't think that he and the girl holding his left arm could do adult things now.

So, what the girl means is that she needs a place to talk to herself without being disturbed!

"Huh? I'm with you! Are you worried about what I will do to you? I'm a girl?"

To outsiders, what these words said was an intimate conversation between the two. If Xifa were an ordinary boy, he would think that the girl was stimulating him.

But Xifa also read two meanings.

The girl went back with her, she was safe, she knew she was attacked once!

The girl is friendly to herself! She is with her!

Xifa didn't answer. The girl tilted her head and rested her head on Xifa's shoulder without urging. When she took Xifa's arm and the boy didn't resist, she was sure that Xifa was the one she wanted to wait for!

"Do you have to go to my dormitory?"

"Is there any way you can enter the girls' dormitory?"

"Okay! You can go to my dormitory! But you can't stay the night!"

"I don't expect to be able to sleep with you for one night either!"

...

Let’s be honest, what the designers of Hogwarts were thinking!

The wizard cannot enter the witch's dormitory, but the witch can enter and exit the wizard's dormitory at will!

The two of them walked hand in hand, side by side, and walked in lockstep along the aisle that made Xifa feel scared.

Nothing happened this time.

Entering the dormitory, Xifa's heart was relaxed.

The Q&A with the girl just now was just a test, and the next step is a serious and conservative exchange!

You have to go to my dormitory, does that mean this is the only place where you can communicate privately?

The girl's reply was that she was temporarily incapable.

If you can't stay the night, I can't completely trust you!

And the girl's answer is naturally as it should be.

Dumbledore didn't tell him what he was going to do. It seemed that he expected that the girl would take the initiative to pick him up.

However, Professor Dumbledore, who seemed relatively normal, warned himself not to trust anyone!

Therefore, Xifa decided to follow his instinct and trust the girl, but he would never obey without thinking!