Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

After turning a corner, Gretel suddenly had a few question marks on his head.

On the desk a few steps away, Miss Otter was frowning, flipping through an ancient document that looked extremely obscure.

In front of him were stacked high several ancient documents that were also covered with traces of time.

The top book is clearly "The Dangers of Out-of-Control Curses" recommended by Professor Tom Riddle.

After closer inspection, as expected by Gretel, all the books he had not found were lying in front of Hermione Granger.

Gretel silently walked behind Hermione and found that she was reading "Summary of the Investigation into the Abnormal Magic Riot in Camp County".

Miss Otter looked really distressed. She was chewing her fingers and pulling her hair, and the light in her eyes disappeared.

Grete stood there for several minutes and finally decided to speak out.

After all, looking at Hermione's expression of bitterness and hatred, she didn't look like she could get out of a bull's horn in a short time.

Although he didn't want to be associated with the rescue team, he couldn't allow the specially requested leave to go to waste.

"It's too early to read this now. If you are willing to listen, I suggest you start with "Magic Theory", "An Overview of Ancient Magic Theory" and "History of the Development of Ancient Magic"."

The sudden sound startled Hermione, and she turned around to see Gretel's sparkling eyes, staring at a table of documents.

His cheeks turned red, he stood up suddenly, and said sheepishly: "Well, I'm sorry, I asked Terry Butt about the content of your class.

I heard that you guys have a history of magic tonight, so I thought I would read the book recommended by Professor Quirrell first.

I didn't mean to take these books away, you can take them away now if you need. "

Seeing Miss Otter's helpless look, Gretel finally pulled his eyes away from the document.

"The books in the library are for public use. Although I do need them, you borrowed them first.

If you don't mind, maybe we can watch it together. "

Gretel shrugged, "Look, there are so many books here, but we only have two pairs of eyes combined. Of course, if you mind, I can borrow them later."

"Of course, oh no, I mean I don't mind if you read it with me, no, I mean you can take the book away if you need to, I can't understand the things mentioned in it anyway."

Hermione looked a little depressed. For the first time, she felt that she might not become the best student at Hogwarts.

"It's not that you can't understand, it's that you lack the basic knowledge structure. The books recommended by Professor Quirrell are not meant for people who don't have enough understanding of magic configurations.

If you really want to learn, like I said, you can first read the magic theory, which covers the basics.

After you have basically understood the theory inside, you will not be clueless when reading this book. "

Under Gretel's sincere eyes, Hermione blushed and nodded, silently pushing the books on the table to the seat next to her.

"Then I'll return these books to you, and I'll look for "An Overview of Ancient Magical Theories."

Seeing the little girl leaving happily, Gretel smiled and shook his head, not intending to take the book away, so he just sat down.

When Hermione came back with the book, she saw an energetic young man writing furiously.

Under the illumination of the light, the dark brown to black hair looks like a waterfall, and the eyes that are similar in color to the hair shine like pearls left in the world.

In order not to disturb Gretel, Hermione quietly took away her things and sat at another unoccupied desk.

When Hermione came into contact with the theory of magical configuration modification for the first time, she encountered many questions while reading.

She wanted to go back and ask Grete, but when she turned around, she saw Grete taking notes meticulously, and it didn't look like he had time to talk to her.

He had no choice but to write down the questions in his notes silently, and wait for Grete to take a break before asking for advice.

But the doubts would not disappear, they would only accumulate, until the doubts accumulated to the point where they affected reading. Hermione looked up at Gretel again.

This time, Gretel stopped recording. Instead, he raised his wand as if he had gained something.

"Don't," she tried to stop him.

Mrs. Pince has a rule that in order to prevent damage to books, all young wizards are prohibited from using magic spells in the library. Anyone who violates the rules will be caught and handed over to their dean.

But as soon as her voice came out, her mouth was sealed by a gag spell.

Looking back, it turned out to be Mrs. Pince.

Hermione gasped in shock and silently mourned for Gretel in her heart.

Unexpectedly, she did not see Mrs. Pingsi go up to stop him. Instead, the old god crossed his arms with admiration in his eyes.

The only action he took was to protect all the bookshelves around Gretel with magic spells.

"Hush, little Gryffindor wizard, don't make a sound and look carefully. His appearance reminds me of another gifted person recorded in the history of the library. However, little Gretel is much cuter than him. ”

After casting the spell, Mrs. Pince did not put down the wand in her hand. It seemed that she planned to rescue Gretel at any time.

Grete sketched the modified magic configuration in his mind. The wand in his hand was like a pampered child, and the joy almost filled the entire space.

The tip of the stick was light and looked extremely elegant, reminding Hermione of the grand pianist she had seen with her father.

That elegance comes from the self-confidence in the bones. Confident people always have an indescribable but consistent calmness.

Gretel first projected a familiar spell configuration to Hermione.

It was armor protection, she recognized it, she had just studied it carefully before Gretel came.

But Gretel didn't stop. He completely sketched out the configuration, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

As if there is no need to think, use magic power to push the nodes.

Hermione covered her mouth nervously, for fear of disturbing Gretel. After all, the documents she had just read not long ago recorded many casualties caused by modifying the magic configuration.

She forgot that Mrs. Pince was afraid that she would disturb Gretel and had just used a silence spell on her.

Unlike Voldemort's armor, Gretel did not choose to move the nodes outwards, but pushed the edge nodes inward as much as possible to make the configuration tighter.

After the node reached the predetermined position, Grete used the armor to protect himself again and operated exactly the same.

With Gretel's operation, there were as many as eight armors that transformed into carapace-like armor in the air.

When Mrs. Pince's breathing became rapid, Gretel brought these identical carapace-like armor guards together.

No one needed to explain, Hermione understood. Gretel wanted to connect these armor protections together through nodes to form all-round protection without blind spots.

The superposition of nodes often means losing control, so wizards are willing to choose to add a few more layers of magic spells to try to leave no blind spots for the enemy to attack.

Unlike Mrs. Pince and Hermione who looked nervous, the movements in Grete's hands were full of ease.

Because when he conquered this configuration, the panel had already given a prompt, and the only thing needed now was to cast it step by step.

[Magic (unnamed): Forms an all-round protective barrier around the caster. Attacks on any side will be evenly distributed to the other seven directions. It is an extremely powerful protective barrier. curse. 】

Compared with the original [Armor Protection: Build an invisible wall around the caster to resist and reflect simple magic spells], it lacks the ability to reflect simple magic spells, but its protective function is greatly enhanced. .

According to Gretel's estimation, once he has a sufficient supply of magic power, resisting Avada will no longer be a dream.

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small theater

Gretel: My dear Professor Tom, you don’t want me to teach Dumbledore this spell.

Voldemort: So what are your terms?

Gretel: So old man, give me gold coins quickly, teach me everything you know, please me, maybe, I will be willing to take you on the ship of the new era.

Voldemort: Dumbledore, look what kind of monster you brought back. You said you wanted him to go to the New World honestly and become a business boss.

Dumbledore: Tom, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. You'd better retire with me.