The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"[Armor Protection]"

"[Clear water like a spring]"

Loren used the Iron Armor Curse to block the oncoming green magic light, leaving a puddle of water on the spot. Then he dodged the white light of the petrification spell.

Flamel's wand, which looked like Loren, kept waving, suppressing Loren with its rhythm, so that he could only dodge and defend, without any chance to counterattack.

Petrification spell, repel spell, stun spell, if you are hit by any of them, you will lose your ability to fight on the spot.

"[Armor Protection]"

An iron armor spell reflected the white light of the petrification spell. Taking advantage of the gap between Flamel's side, Loren used the transformation spell to raise the water into a white mist.

Flamel instantly lost track of Loren and did not dare to act rashly. Once caught, he would be embarrassed.

If Loren wasn't around, he could use a whirlwind to clear away the fog in an instant, but the connection between the magic spell and the magic spell would be a little stiff, and the Iron Armor Curse would also reveal gaps.

He is now fighting at Loren's magic level and cannot use abilities beyond Loren's own.

Under heavy restrictions, the situation turned out to be deadlocked.

Flamel raised his wand and pointed in the general direction of Loren's disappearance. He backed away slowly and said loudly: "I know you can already cover your whole body with the Iron Armor Curse, so I can also use the Iron Armor Curse all over your body. Bar?"

He was just cheating Loren. During the actual combat couplets during the holidays, Loren always used to use the iron armor spell that could control the direction of the mirror instead of applying the armor to his whole body.

Flamel didn't understand why Loren had an inexplicable obsession with rebounding, and he didn't know what the so-called "persistence of soul players" was.

But from the original three to five seconds of preparation before releasing the Iron Armor Curse, now he can summon a mirror by raising his hand. He is convinced that Loren's mastery of the Iron Armor Curse can definitely protect his whole body.

But the fog still filled the air quietly, and Loren didn't answer.

Flamel pretended to cast an iron armor spell on himself, and then quickly blew away the mist, but his attention was always focused on the mist.

"【armor--"

Before he finished reciting the incantation, a white shadow suddenly emerged from the fog in front of him on the left, hitting his eyebrows directly. Flamel had expected it, and instantly stopped the fake move of chanting the curse. He twisted his steps and slid a few positions to the right to avoid the incoming white shadow.

Wow!

A column of water splashed onto the ground, making it wet.

Oops!

Flamel's expression changed, but under the influence of inertia, he could not completely control his body, and his steps still moved to the right.

"[Shen Feng Wu Ying]"

An invisible force shot out, and Flamel still needed a small step to stop himself. Taking a small step, it was as if he had taken the initiative to hit the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse.

The energy passed through the left chest, between the third and fourth ribs. Flamel stopped, his body flashed with light, and he transformed back into his silver-haired and silver-eyed image.

He recalled the step-by-step battle, the virtual and the real, and the battle process one after another. A pleased smile appeared on his face and he praised aloud: "In terms of combat thinking, you are already better than me."

Loren dispersed the Illusion Spell, walked out of the white mist, raised his hand and pointed the wand behind his head, dispersing the white mist.

He complained dissatisfiedly: "Your settlement animation after defeat is too perfunctory. It doesn't give you the satisfaction of defeating the boss at all."

Flamel was used to the weird words that always came out of his mouth, so he didn't need to pay attention to them, just ignore them.

"Now, let's talk about your shortcomings and mistakes in this battle." Flamel changed his voice and stretched out his hand to project the image of the battle just now.

Smash, real naked-eye 3D... Loren watched the battle process carefully, and said quite proudly: "Moving, rebounding, not making any mistakes, clearing the level with full health, everything was agreed upon when the wolf came."

Flamel pushed the scene to the scene where Loren left water stains and raised white mist: "The Illusion Curse works with the white mist to hide myself and interrupt my spell casting rhythm. This is a good idea, leaving a water column to attract My concentration is also very good."

"I think so too!" Loren said proudly.

Flamel glanced at him and said calmly: "But this also exposed your shortcomings of insufficient magic spell reserves. These complicated steps can be easily replaced with a weather spell. The white mist is replaced by cloud mist, and the attack method From the water column to the thunder and lightning in the weather spell, no matter whether I dodge or not, it will not affect the outcome of the battle."

If Flamel hadn't dodged the water column just now, let the water pour on him, and deployed the Iron Armor Curse, the result might have been different.

Loren dropped her smile and accepted this.

"Then here at the end."

The scene changed to a scene of Loren's body being pierced by the Shadowless Curse of the Divine Edge.

Although he had just complained that the settlement animation was not satisfactory, Loren saw the shocked expression on his face and thought that it would be even more uncomfortable if he used his own image to settle the defeat animation.

Flamel pointed to the wound: "Why insist on piercing the heart? It would be better to change to a larger site."

Loren grinned: "I've been reading too many anatomy books recently, and the description that the heart is between the second and fifth ribs came to my mind unconsciously, and I aimed there."

After mastering several second-year spells, Hermione stopped taking him to study and strictly forbade him to disturb her. Loren could only take a walk with Hermione after dinner to exchange some experiences on magic.

With some free time, Loren started studying anatomy again to understand the structure of the human body and the functions of each part.

He didn't know the progress of the Magic Stone. Anyway, when he and Flamel were practicing in actual combat, they were always used to attacking these places.

"Don't be obsessed with which point you must hit, and do it however conveniently. If the spell is powerful enough, as long as it can hit the target, the battle will be over." Flamel did not delve into this point.

He then switched the screen, and when his finger slid, the screen stopped.

In the image, Loren was using his wand to retrieve a petrification spell. He bowed down and stepped shoulder-width apart. While releasing the Iron Armor Curse, he was already ready to dodge the next spell.

"Here, when you could have just dodged and released the Iron Armor Curse, you could use other magic spells to attack me and interrupt my rhythm. This kind of mistake happened four times in total during the battle."

The screen continued to play, and Loren in the image bent down to catch a badminton with an iron armor spell, catching a dim repelling spell and bouncing it back.

Flamel used his body to block the dim repelling spell. He only frowned slightly and had no unnecessary reaction.

"And here, the direction of this repel spell is too low. You can avoid it by taking a step back. Moreover, this spell was cast hastily by me in order to maintain suppression. The light is dim and the power is insufficient. Even if it is allowed to hit If it hits your foot, it will only hurt slightly and will not affect the battle."

At this point, Flamel showed a headache, "Why do you insist on rebounding? Because of these rebounds, the fighting time is extended by at least half."

Loren looked left and right, but did not look up to see the mistake on the screen, and began to change the subject: "I have defeated the me you have become, how can we practice in the future?"

He can't say that he has these redundant actions in order to pursue full blood and clear the level, as well as his obsession with rebounding.

Flamel's breath was stagnant. Are you going to change it?

He laughed angrily and said roughly: "Okay, okay, it seems I have to teach you a lesson through actual combat before you change."

The image in mid-air in the duel practice room flickered and disappeared, Flamel also disappeared from the spot, and Loren's consciousness was ejected from the book of fantasy.

"For future exercises, I will select some despicable dark wizard images in the database. If you continue to maintain this fighting habit, you will be greeted by the Cruciatus Curse!" Flamel's voice came from the book, with a faint tone. of irritation.

"I'll just change it. It's only through practice that I dare to fight like this. If it's a duel, the sooner the better..." Loren muttered and slowly fell asleep.

On the morning of August 6th, it was a bright morning. Loren woke up to the sound of an owl knocking on the window glass.

This is an owl with withered hair and droopy eyelids. It is very old. It held a package in its yellow talons, and its beak kept tapping on the window.

Boom!

Boom!

Loren felt that if he kept knocking it any longer, the owl's beak might become brittle due to age and be broken into pieces. He quickly opened the window, welcomed the owl in, grabbed a handful of nuts from the Hanhan snack bucket and sprinkled them on the table.

The old owl put the package on the table, turned to look at the nuts, and then turned back to look at Loren, with a sad and helpless expression on his face.

Loren pondered for a moment, then gave it a piece of soft bread, and then the old owl slowly pecked at it.

After opening the package, there was a cardboard box and a letter inside. Without even looking at the contents, the flying handwriting on the envelope showed that it was a letter from Ron.

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Loren:

Happy birthday! George and Fred (big blob) asked me to say hello to you on their behalf. The birthday gift is enclosed with the letter.

Just in case, I sent the letter a day earlier. Hope Errol didn't arrive early or miss your birthday, because wacky Percy had to use his owl all holiday and I had to ask Errol, he was so old that I didn't know if he could Deliver the letter. No need to reply immediately, give Errol a break.

You are sincerely invited to come to the Burrow. My parents want to thank you very much. George and Fred even want to celebrate your birthday. They claim to have learned how to make cakes by following their mother's cookbook. But I have to warn you: don't eat anything they hand you.

I have received no reply to my letters to Harry. If you can contact Harry, please help me see if he is in trouble.

Your best friend: Ron

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Loren folded the letter silently and made a copper nut's bet that Ron's quill must be too old to be used, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big ink stain on the letter.

Let's talk about replying to the letter tonight. The old owl named Errol should really have a good rest.

Not eating food from George and Fred, isn't this one of the unspoken rules of Hogwarts that young wizards should know before enrolling?

Regarding Harry's matter, Loren was not too anxious. It should be that the Weasley brothers would drive the flying car to pick Harry up at the Burrow in the next few days.

As for Ron's invitation, although he was very interested in the Burrow, thinking about Grandpa Bates who was so bored that he cultivated land in the backyard and learned to bake from TV, Loren planned to refuse the invitation.

Grandpa Bates is so bored, but he still patiently spends the summer vacation with him. We can't leave Grandpa Bates behind and let him become an empty nester.

He put an apple next to Errol to prevent him from getting thirsty. Loren put the letter under a book that had been read many times. Loren turned around, changed clothes, washed up, and started his birthday day.

The morning light shines through the window on the cover page, and the words "Gray's Anatomy" covered with plastic film reflect the faint light.

"Happy birthday Loren! Come and try the cake I made!" Bates got up early and was busy in the kitchen. As soon as he saw Loren coming downstairs, he called out to Loren, with a look of joy on his face.

Because he was too bored, Bates first started the plan to green the backyard. He happily planned what trees and flowers to plant. He also asked Loren what he wanted to see, and he would definitely be able to plant it.

After he plowed and loosened the hard clods of soil in the courtyard behind the house over and over again, Loren finally understood the ghost symbols he had drawn all over the drawing, which represented the French plane tree, chestnut tree, and cherry tree.

"The best transplanting month for most of these trees is November." This sentence postponed Bates' garden dream for three months.

After giving up green plants, Bates learned to bake from cooking shows on TV. But sometimes, baking is like a quantum experiment. The oven is Schrödinger's black box. You will never know what is coming out until you open the oven.

At this time, Loren looked at the dark thing in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Is this...chocolate cake?" he asked hesitantly.

"No, this is mulberry cake," Bates said with a smile. "If you want chocolate cake, I can make it too."

"It's mulberries..." Loren nodded. Mulberries are purple-red. It's normal to add more black.

"Try it quickly, today's breakfast is cake with milk!" Bates couldn't wait to taste the fruits of his labor.

By the time Loren came out of the bathroom after washing up, Bates had already cut the cake into pieces and put it on a dinner plate.

"Try it quickly. I got up early to make the cake. I have confirmed the recipe repeatedly and it's fine. The oven time is the same as what was taught on TV, and the baking time is the same as what was taught on TV..." Bates said. He smiled and kept introducing the cake making process.

Loren cut a small piece, and the cake made a clicking sound as it rubbed against the knife. The texture was not right. Loren's heart sank, but he put the cake into his mouth with a calm expression.

"How's it going? Nothing went wrong this time, right?" Bates waited expectantly for his evaluation.

"Well, the fragrance of mulberries is coming out, it tastes good!" Loren kept chewing on his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it.

"Really? I tasted one piece and it felt burnt. Do you like it to be a little burnt? It seems like barbecue is the same." Bates looked at the cake on the plate and said thoughtfully.

"Pooh!"

The idea of ​​tricking Bates into eating it failed. Loren spit out the cake with a grimace, "You've tasted it! Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"