I became stronger at Hogwarts krypton gold

Joel sneaked out of the dormitory on the pretext of going to eat, and exhaled the system panel. His bright red heart was beating in front of his eyes, which was the source of the magic power he had coveted for a long time.

Unfortunately, it only has a 3-day validity period.

But it was enough for him to earn Professor Flitwick's reward.

Excluding the 10 Galleons spent in the lottery, he still had 10 Galleons and 7 Nats on hand.

"Krypton gold makes me stronger..." Joel said softly. The dormitory corridor was empty and no one could hear what Joel said. He charged 10 Galleons into the system.

After reading this sentence too many times, Joel gradually felt that he was not as ashamed as he had imagined.

Do you really agree with the system’s values?

He immediately found the Pasting Spell in the Charms column of the system and spent 10 points to fill up the progress bar to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Use the source of magic!

The magic qualifications are randomly drawn... The magic qualifications you draw are higher than 23.5% of the wizards in the wizarding world!

The living heart disappeared from the inventory, and Joel felt a sporadic numbness in his heart. The sound of his heart beating violently could be heard in his ears, like a dull drum beat.

Every beat of the heart sends blood to the limbs and bones. Joel clearly feels that in addition to blood, there is another kind of energy washing through his body.

He felt that his body was very different from before, and he felt like he could control everything as he pleased.

He pulled out his wand and waved it aimlessly in the air.

The wand burst into flames, and a ribbon sprayed out from the tip.

Joel grabbed the ribbon and thought about the sticking spell described in "Standard Spells". He aimed the tip of his wand between the ribbon and the corridor wall and chanted the spell in a low voice.

The ribbon seemed to have been pushed hard by some external force and successfully adhered to the wall.

Joel tugged at the ribbon and tore it off without much effort.

No, this is far from the power he imagined.

Joel stuffed the ribbon into his pants pocket and walked slowly downstairs.

There were not many students in the auditorium. Most of them had already finished their dinner and returned to the common room. Qiu and Haylis were still at the Ravenclaw table.

The two women looked sad, and Joel guessed that they hadn't figured out the sticking spell yet, so he thought for a moment and walked over.

"Good evening, both of you," he said proactively.

Qiu forced a smile and put a piece of mushroom on her plate.

Hailis looked at him quietly, nodded and continued to eat.

"Joel, have you learned the sticking spell?" Qiu glanced at Haylis, who didn't intend to say anything, and had no choice but to bring up the topic. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for the three of them to sit here without saying a word.

Joel nodded, "I'm just not very skilled."

"Really?" Qiu was happy for him, "Show us quickly!"

Haylis also moved her gaze from the chicken legs to Joel's face.

Joel wanted to get the ribbon in his pocket, but found it empty. It seemed that the magic power that maintained the ribbon had disappeared.

He took out his magic wand and chanted the sticking spell on the dinner plate and napkin: "Wow!"

The dinner plate and napkin clicked together. Joel tried to lift the dinner plate. The dinner plate and napkin stayed in the air for three seconds before they separated.

"Awesome!" Qiu Zhang exclaimed.

"There is no way that a sticking spell of this level will be rewarded by Professor Flitwick," Haylis said in a weak voice: "He will definitely check it."

Joel's momentum suddenly weakened, "I know too..."

However, the magic source qualification he drew before was too weak, and the use of ordinary magic spells is probably much weaker than that of ordinary wizards.

Joel hurriedly finished his meal and returned to the dormitory. In order not to disturb his roommates' rest, he hid alone in the corner of the dormitory corridor with two pieces of parchment and practiced the pasting spell all night.

Early the next morning, the first rays of the morning sun shone through the windows of Ravenclaw Tower on Joel's handsome profile. He stayed awake all night and felt as if his head was about to burst.

He looked at the two parchments in his hands. They were tightly stuck together, and no matter how hard he shook them, he could not separate them.

The sun shone on the slightly yellowed parchment, and between the two parchments, there was a hope of 200 gold galleons.

Joel tried to get up from the ground, but his legs and feet were sore that he sat down again.

At this time, Sergey walked out of the dormitory, his blond hair neatly combed, and he walked out with his bag on his back.

"Sergey, help me!" Joel called for help.

Sergey turned around and saw Joel lying on the ground, "You just spent the whole night here?"

He came over and stretched out his right hand. Joel grabbed the two of them and pulled him up from the ground.

"Otherwise," Joel complained, "I would have gone through a lot of hardships just to get the reward."

"Let's go to dinner together?" Sergey twitched the corners of his stiff mouth, trying to show a kind smile.

But in Joel's eyes, this smile looked extremely weird.

Joel had been busy all night and was now tired and hungry, so he naturally agreed to Sergey's proposal.

He tiptoed back to the dormitory. Eddie and Alan were still sleeping. He took the things for class and grabbed the Ravenclaw badge from the table.

Joel ate and drank enough in the auditorium, feeling that his mental and physical strength had recovered a lot, before he came to the Charms classroom.

He called a book to preview the knowledge, and Sergey began to flip through the textbook using a method similar to quantum wave speed reading.

"Can you learn like this?" Joel couldn't help but ask. It only took Sergey four or five seconds to read a page.

Sergey nodded, his expression taken as a matter of course.

When Joel looked at him, his eyes didn't seem to be fake, and he could only sigh that he was extremely talented.

Professor Flitwick stepped on the podium, waving the wand in his hand, and said in a high-pitched voice, "You must remember that the chanting of the spell must be accurate!"

"If you mispronounce a syllable, it may cause extremely serious consequences. There are quite a few wizards who have died due to the confusion of spells in the world!"

"This is much more important than the action of swinging the stick. It will not put your life in danger." He reminded everyone.

"Next, I will take you to read the phonetic table, you must remember it!" He waved his wand and tapped on the blackboard behind him, and a table appeared on it.

The little ones in first grade read it over and over again with Flitwick shaking their heads.

Joel could tell that Professor Flitwick attached great importance to basic education and was in no rush to teach them spells.

In the original book, there is a reason why Harry and others did not learn the levitating spell until Halloween.

After class, the Hufflepuff students left first, while the twelve Ravenclaw freshmen remained in their seats.

Everyone knows that now is the time to test the results, some are nervous, some are confident, some are indifferent...

Professor Flitwick laughed, and the folds on his face squeezed together, "It seems that everyone is ready. Which student volunteers to volunteer?"