Signed to Hogwarts, I lead the magic revolution

In the following days, Amber appeared to be a special teacher, shuttling through various classrooms step by step every day, and once again became the good student who was praised by the professors.

This good student form has been maintained until this Saturday.

This morning, Ambo got up early, uncharacteristically not going to the side of Black Lake to train his magic and magical control.

Instead, he picked up a pile of heavy books and left the common room straight towards Snape’s office.

Today he has a big thing to do.

He was going to sign in to every professor at Hogwarts.

Walking through the underground corridor of Hogwarts, the oil lamps in the shape of tongues slid past one after another.

In his heart, Amble constantly pondered the way forward.

He had a clear understanding of himself, and the priority now was to figure out Voldemort’s badge.

To do that, you had to find a way to infiltrate Quirrell, or Voldemort’s office.

However, Voldemort is an undoubted master alchemist, and if he wants to break into a master alchemist’s workshop without any preparation, he does not look for death this way.

So he needed a magic that could block out all alchemical styles and guard items. 14 Amber never believed that his face was black, there were so many professors at Hogwarts, all checked in a circle, he did not believe that there was no gain.

As for the reason, which professor would refuse a student who is sincere and humble?

However, the confident Amble experienced the Waterloo of life when he first debuted.

“Mr. Cadmus, if you can’t solve this superficial problem on your own, then I doubt that your brain is soaked in life and death?”

The condescending Snape sprayed his vicious venom without scruples, and Ambo looked at the bright [Pavlov Freshener (Snape Special Edition)] on the sign-in screen, and he wanted to cry more and more.

“Don’t be discouraged, Ambo, it’s just a Snape.”

Amber, who finally walked out of the office, exhaled deeply, and the taunt he had just been slapped in Snape’s face made his brain a little confused now.

What’s even more infuriating is that the bottle of useless potion, like a mockery from the system, grinned and laughed wantonly at his embarrassment.

“Dog system, you waited for me.”

After cursing hard in his heart, Ambo regained his strength and walked towards Gryffindor Tower with his head held high.

The next target is the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts, the powerful shapeshifter – Minerva McGonagall.

After arriving at the Gryffindor Tower, Professor McGonagall stayed in the office, reading intently about something.

“Professor McGonagall, there is something I don’t understand about this…”

As he spoke, Ambo lifted his foot and walked towards McGonagall.

The system interface that only he can see, gently clicked the check-in button.

After a long time, standing at the door of McGonagall’s office, Ambo bowed slightly and retreated.

McGonagall was undoubtedly more worthy of the title of teacher than Snape, and he knew everything about Ambo’s problems and taught him purely.

But Amber, still didn’t get what he wanted.

Looking at the check-in screen, about the transformation summary of Animagus, Ambo crunched his back teeth and laughed.

This is undoubtedly quite valuable Transfiguration experience, but for Ambo, it is not as useful as a few raffle tickets.

Such a purposeless needle in a haystack, really want to check in the magic he needs, I don’t know until the Year of the Monkey.

But something like this, even with McGonagall’s good teacher, is unlikely to be completely revealed to Amboto.

Wait a minute!

Amber stopped abruptly and looked back at the closed door of McGonagall’s office, his eyes thoughtful.

What if you ask another way?

Thinking of this, Amber knocked on McGonagall’s door again.

“Mr. Cadmus, is there anything else going on with you?”

Seeing Ambo go and return, McGonagall’s brow instinctively furrowed.

“I’m sorry, Professor, but it suddenly occurred to me that there is another question I want to ask you.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Ambo bowed slightly, impeccable in etiquette.

“Say, Mr. Cardmus, but please be clear that there are some things I cannot teach you.”

Seeing Ambo’s polite demeanor, McGonagall’s expression was slightly gloomy.

But thinking of the first-year freshman in front of him, who had made such a big trouble, he was still cautious about vaccination.

“Of course Professor, I won’t embarrass you”

“I just want to know what magic can limit the magic fluctuations that escape from alchemy items to a certain range.”

Hearing this request from Ambo, Brother Mai nodded in understanding.

“Is there something wrong with your confused eye?”

“Yes, Professor, you are simply too wise.”

Amber was worried about finding some suitable reason to convince McGonagall, but he didn’t expect that the previous incident was too impressive for McGonagall.

So much so that McGonagall immediately thought of the confused eye on his hand.

“But Cadmus, I can’t help you with this.”

Under Amber’s earnest gaze, McGonagall shook her head regretfully.

“If you can go to Professor Flitwick, he should have studied this.”

Ness!

Hearing McGonagall’s words, Amber was ecstatic.

Although there is no clear answer, at least there is a clear direction.

After saying goodbye to McGonagall, Amberma made her way to 720 Ravenclaw’s office.

As soon as I entered, I saw Professor Flitwick standing on a tall stack of books, scrambling to correct the students’ homework.

“Oh, Cadmus, welcome.”

Unlike McGonagall’s stern rigidity, Flitwick seemed more eager for Amber’s arrival.

“Hey, Professor Flitwick, it’s like this—”

Amber said his intentions succinctly, and to his excitement, Freevi did not refuse, but touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

“I did study magic back then, but it’s only a half-finished product.”

“If you want to really put it into practice, it takes a long time to revise.”

Hearing Flitwick’s words, Ambo was overjoyed and quickly said earnestly:

“Please teach it to me, Professor.”

“Oh, well, if you insist.”

Flitwick shrugged his shoulders, took out his wand, gestured in front of Ambo, and said:

“This is my inspiration from an ancient magic, which I call Narcissus Echo.”

Looking at Flitwick’s disguise, the corners of Ambo’s mouth couldn’t help but rise.

Because while Flitwick taught him magic, a system prompt sounded in his ears.

【Sign in Flitwick Success】

[Get rewarded, ancient magic – Echoes of Narcissus].