The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Rolf raised his feet and stepped into the space, which was a little different from what he imagined.

He originally thought he would have the same sense of restraint as if he used his face to break through the cling film. He was ready to work hard to break through, but nothing happened.

Instead, it felt like being wrapped in water waves, and an indescribable feeling of comfort spread throughout my body when I walked through it.

After Rolf entered the space station and settled down, he casually looked at the surrounding scenery. What he saw was a relatively empty lawn, and the lawn was surrounded by mist, like an abyss, and nothing could be seen clearly.

He desperately reached out and touched the boundary, and found that there seemed to be a film wrapping the space. No matter how hard he tried, his palms could not penetrate this film.

And every time Rolf got close to there, the transparent film would block his steps, preventing him from moving forward.

The space and terrain opened up by elf bugs are random and there are no rules to follow. It's just that the spaces opened up by elf bugs of different colors have different functions.

I heard from Gervais that the cultivation space created by some people is a desert, while others create an ocean.

The space in front of me generally has a pleasant climate, at least it's not a place surrounded by volcanic magma.

Before Rolf walked into the space, he fantasized about sitting in the crater of a volcano practicing. He even vaguely felt sweat flowing down his temples.

He continued to stroll on the soft grass and walked in a complete circle along the border.

After roughly understanding the general situation of this three-acre land, I finally chose a high point on a grassy slope and started sitting cross-legged on the ground, preparing to start practicing formally.

Rolf sat down cross-legged and began to use the meditation method. If you don't practice, you wouldn't know that this so-called cultivation space seems to be very different from what he imagined.

The first is the magic power concentration. There is actually no need to elaborate on this issue. After all, it can be called a cultivation space, and the magic power concentration must not be too low.

Secondly, the original time limit for practicing here has also been extended.

Even though his physical fitness has improved a lot, he still cannot continue to practice outside, otherwise his body will not be able to withstand the washing of magic power.

But here, Rolf felt that his body's endurance had been greatly enhanced, and he no longer looked like his face turned green after a little practice and his whole body smelled bad.

Finally, he felt as if a shackle had been opened here, and his whole body felt relaxed, as if he had endless strength.

This was his first time to experience this magical experience. He felt extremely comfortable, as if he was lying on cotton, feeling light and airy.

Rolf slowly gathered his mind, turned his mental power into tentacles, and slowly extended them into the surrounding space, feeling the magic particles that existed between the heaven and the earth.

It seems that the space magic particles in this space are more active, much more active than when Rolf was practicing in the outside world.

When Rolf practiced meditation in this space, unlike the original need to capture magic particles by himself, the magic particles here were like moths flying into the flame, flying towards Rolf in a steady stream.

As long as his thoughts moved slightly, the space magic particles were like well-behaved pets, breaking away from the numerous magic particles and coming to his side.

As the magic particles continued to pour in, after a while, Rolf felt that his body could no longer accommodate any more space particles, and he probably needed to digest them for a while before he could continue to absorb them.

Next, he continued to practice the mechanical repetitive steps of 'absorption-digestion', and the mist in his sea of ​​consciousness also continued to gather as he practiced, with a faint tendency to turn mist into water.

He has a feeling that his body has reached its limit now, and if he continues to practice, he may be damaged.

So Rolf stopped practicing and picked up the magic clock beside him to see if, as he guessed, the duration of practicing in this space would be extended.

Sure enough, Rolf had been meditating for 4 hours since he started practicing.

In other words, the time Rolf can practice in this space is doubled, which is not the effect of 1+1=2 compared to two hours.

This made Rolf couldn't help but get excited. No one wanted to be weak, and no one would resist strong combat power, especially since he had a unique way of improvement that no one else had.

Rolf walked out of the space excitedly. He saw that it was still dark outside, but he had been practicing in the space for four hours. He secretly estimated that it would be dawn in a while.

As soon as he came out of the space, he felt that the shackles on his body were buckled back to him again, giving him the feeling of carrying a weight forward.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before, which also surprised him. What is this shackles? Does everyone have it or is it just me?

Rolf tiptoed to Harry's bedside, helped him tuck the quilt that was about to fall to the floor due to his dishonest sleeping habits, and then lay down on his bed.

He had just finished practicing, and his mental strength was actually very full, even if he didn't sleep, it would be no problem.

Coupled with the fact that he had received such a great opportunity, Rolf felt like he was about to take off like a flying star, so he was even more excited and couldn't sleep.

He imagined the day when he would surpass Dumbledore, step on Voldemort, and punch Nurmengard.

But after he defeated Nurmengard, would Dumbledore chase him? But when he was older, he must have been stronger than him, and even he couldn't defeat him.

Just when Rolf was immersed in his own sexual desire, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Why does it seem like it's getting darker outside now? But there's no sign of daylight at all?

Rolf held the magic clock in one hand and stared at the moonlight outside the window with his eyes as wide as bells. His eyes were full of big question marks.

When the hands of the clock pointed to 6, Rolf finally knew something was wrong.

He looked at the still dark sky outside, and then looked at the time in his hand that was supposed to be dawn. He confirmed that the flow rate of his cultivation space was also different from that of the main world...

Rolf picked up the watch on Harry's bedside and then the one in his hand. Rolf easily saw the difference between the two.

The short hand of one watch is only at 6, while the short hand of the other watch is actually at 3!

In other words, Rolf practiced in the training space for four hours, but only one hour passed in the main world?

Oh my god! Rolf was so excited that he wanted to jump up. When he was taking exams in his last life, he had imagined countless times that he could have such a space where time flows at different speeds.

That way, there is no need to stay up all night memorizing questions until you are bald before the final exam.

He can completely memorize it in the space before the exam, and then take the exam!

But now that he has a more powerful cheating tool (chat system), this time flow bug doesn't seem so attractive anymore.

Rolf smacked his mouth in dissatisfaction, and then turned the pointer pointing to 6 back to the 3 position.