The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts - Chapter 448

“Good morning, Mr. Shen, our professors are indeed lacking in this aspect of teaching ability, so we want to come to a class today, you can just continue and ignore us.”

Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.

“Okay, let’s continue the lecture.”

Shen Jian nodded, then picked up a ball of wool for knitting from the table next to it, and waved it towards the students listening to the class.

“what is this”?

“Report! This is the thread used for knitting sweaters. The material may be wool, and the texture is very soft and easy to break.”

A boy sitting below raised his hand and answered the question.

“Well, the answer is very correct and comprehensive, so do you think this thing can strangle people”?

Shen Jian used scissors to cut a piece of wool, and then put it around the dummy’s neck, his hands violently exerting force.

Unsurprisingly, the wool was snapped on the spot.

“Well, what do you see from this incident?”

Shen Jian casually threw the broken wool behind him, and called out the boy just now.

“Report! Use the right thing as a support when you’re fighting in close quarters, otherwise it’s useless.”

The boy replied after thinking for a moment.

“Well, that’s right, but what if I told you that a soft woolen thread can also strangle people”?

Shen Jian took a pair of scissors and cut a long enough wool thread, and put it around the dummy’s neck.

“Shh”!

The originally normal red cashmere thread suddenly began to emit a dark red light, and then the light became brighter and brighter, and finally reached the brightness of the tungsten filament in the light bulb!

The moment the wool came into contact with the dummy’s neck, the wooden dummy burned out blue smoke. With Shen Jian’s force, the incandescent wool cut off the dummy’s neck without any hindrance.

“Plop”!

In the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, with a dull sound, the dummy’s head fell to the ground, and the incision of the neck flashed red light of burning charcoal.

“My God, child, how did you do it”?

Dumbledore looked at the dummy’s neck, which was still smoking, and asked in surprise.

“We are wizards, Headmaster Dumbledore, wizards in Europe are always bound by wands, but few have thought about what would happen if they poured magic into other objects.”

The wool rope in Shen Jian’s hand had dimmed, but suddenly it lit up again.

“As long as magic power is injected into an item, the magic power can make the item stronger or sharper. Isn’t the tip of the wand that can easily cut the item?”

Shen Jian put the wool around a half-sized small tree next to him again, and then pulled it gently to easily cut the tree in half.

“It’s really a genius idea”!

Several professors communicated with each other, and the language revealed approval.

“Oh? Then Mr. Shen, I heard that magical animals in China are usually more dangerous than those in Europe. What should you do when you encounter aggressive magical animals in the wild?”

Dumbledore blinked.

“Of course it depends on the situation, but I have never encountered magical animals. In comparison, we will encounter more black magic creatures.”

Shen Jian shook his head, then continued:

“The local black magic creatures in China are really disgusting. Even the dementors that can be regarded as **** in the eyes of most European wizards can’t compare with them. 5000 years of magical inheritance has created countless magical miracles, but Adjacent to it is the unspeakable taboo knowledge.”

“The reason for Mr. Lin’s poor health is that he dealt with too many black magic creatures when he was young, which caused his body to always be afraid of wind and cold, and his physique was also affected.”

At this moment, Shen Jian seemed to recall some bad memories, and his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

“Actually, Mr. Shen, I came here not just to listen to the lecture, but also to inform you about the content of the next game.”

Dumbledore suddenly changed his expression and said very solemnly.

“The next game is formulated by the professors of the Ifamoni School. You need to bring back a magical animal from the forbidden forest. The higher the classification level of magical animals, the higher the score.”

“Hunting Ritual”?

After Shen Jian thought for a moment, he frowned.

“Yes, according to the tradition of Ifamoni, every student must hunt down a magical animal as a credential for promotion to a senior level.”

Dumbledore nodded.

“The game will officially start in three days. I think it’s time for you, Mr. Shen, to get ready.”

“Okay, thank you for your reminder, Mr. Dumbledore”…

Shen Jian nodded lightly.

………………

“Ah, I slept well last night.”

It was rare for Zhang Qi to wake up a little late. He walked in the corridor outside where there were gradually pedestrians, and touched his lips while talking to himself.

It’s been a long time since he slept so sweetly. He thought he would be so excited that he couldn’t sleep all night, but he didn’t expect to have a good dream.

“Good morning, Hilbert”!

In the corridor, Harry greeted him warmly.

“Good morning, Harry, you danced much better than me yesterday.”

Zhang Qi also smiled and waved.

“Ah, this one”…

Harry lowered his head in embarrassment.

“But I’m more curious than the way you dance, how did you invite Hermione as your dance partner.”

Zhang Qi’s eyes showed the look of gossip.

“Well, I haven’t invited a girl as my dance partner, and it just so happened that no one invited her, so we just made do with it”…

Harry blushed.

“Huh? It’s okay”?

Zhang Qi looked in disbelief.

“real”!

Harry’s face became anxious.

“Ok, I trust you”.

Zhang Qi waved his hand.

“Hermione is a very good girl except for her character. I wish you happiness.”

Under Harry’s indignant eyes, Zhang Qi whistled into the auditorium.

“Good morning Astoria~www.mtlnovel.com~ Did you sleep well last night”?

Zhang Qi tiptoed to sit beside the girl and blinked.

“Ah, it’s fine.”

Astoria lowered her flushed face and slowly ate what was on the plate.

“How about some orange juice in the morning”?

Zhang Qi poured himself a glass of orange juice, and then filled the girl with another glass.

“OK”.

Astoria picked up the cup and took a sip.

“So you like orange juice very much? I remember you had a drink at the dance last night.”

Zhang Qi asked with a smile, and then Mance dealt with the sausages on the plate in a methodical manner.

“Ah, how did you know? I remember you hadn’t even been on the dance floor at that time.”

Astoria tilted her head in confusion, and then her face suddenly turned red.

“You, you shouldn’t be”…

“The orange juice you drank that day was quite sweet.”

Zhang Qi burst out laughing, and then covered his mouth forcefully so as not to disturb other people.

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