The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 178 Magic Device
A large number of magic devices are not all made by Melda.

To be precise, most of them were made by George and Fred.

He also borrowed some.

For example, there is a device shaped like a tree that is constantly spraying fireworks.

Its function is that as long as it injects magic power, it can continuously emit fireworks.

There are also some gadgets, like little Quidditch dolls that fly around by themselves.

Fire-breathing dragon models and the like.

Mostly they are toys or something.

Naturally, at his grade, he has already passed the stage of playing with such childish toys.

Him, Melda.To do great things.

Then, he put the fire dragon model into his pocket, and quickly left the Room of Requirement.

"Hey? Melda, what are you doing lying on the ground?"

As soon as Ron, who had just finished the training camp, returned to the common room, he saw Melda squatting on the ground and holding up her wand, drawing something constantly.

"It's installed to warm the floor!" Melda didn't raise her head, and continued to engrave the magic pattern on the ground with her magic wand.

"What?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"You'll know in a while."

It was already November at this time, and the temperature in Hogwarts had dropped to less than ten degrees.

If it is colder, you can see the frost by the window when you wake up in the morning.

This magic school is good at everything.

But it's his mother's not heating.Only the fireplace.

If you want to warm up, you have to occupy a place.

Good guy, can Melda take it?

joke!

"finished."

Melda stretched out her palm and turned it slowly. With the influx of magic power, the magic pattern on the ground brightened.

Complicated lines run through all the magic lines.

"The channel is fine!"

Now it's almost time to tap into the magic.

Then he took out a hair-thin mithril wire from his pocket.

Fortunately, the Gryffindor Tower is relatively close to the House of Requirement, otherwise the line would not be long enough!
"Wait, let me look for it, I remember that the interface I reserved is here."

Melda groped slowly against the wall.

"Sir Gracombe, have you seen the connector I reserved again?" Melda couldn't find another wire that was as thick as a hair.

He had to turn to the murals in the common room for help.

They've been on the wall the whole time and might see another wire going there.

"Hmph! I knew you would ask. I just bet Nick that you couldn't find it." Seeing Melda looking for it for a long time, she finally asked herself.

Sir Gracombe looked very pleased.

He drew out his long sword and pointed at Sir Nicholas hovering over the tower and said, "I won!"

"It's really worrying, boy." Sir Nicholas said displeased Nick who was called almost headless by the students.

"Uh..." Melda looked at the two of them quite speechlessly.

You are really free.

"On the trouser leg of the kid behind you." Sir Nicholas pointed out the place for Melda in disappointment, and then flew away lightly.

"Oh, thanks!"

Speaking of which, Melda looked back, and there was a faint silver thread on Ron's trouser leg.

Fortunately, Mithril is very tough, otherwise it will definitely be torn off.

"Stay still, Ron!"

Melda stretched out her left hand and gently pulled up the silk wire, and then connected the wire of her right hand together.

Finally, the entire wire was buried in the corner of the wall.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Ron looked at his feet in confusion, and then at the place where Melda buried the wire.

"Look carefully."

Melda didn't explain anything. After all, with Ron's small brain, he couldn't understand it.

"Wow!"

The young wizards who had just learned a few simple magic patterns naturally recognized the patterns under their feet.

"Will it always exist?" Ios, who was following behind Ron, popped up suddenly and asked curiously with wide eyes.

"Yes, as long as the supply of magic power continues, it will always exist."

"These magic lines are used to adjust the temperature. They can heat and cool. In short, there are many functions."

Melda explained carefully.

"No wonder, just at the beginning, I felt a little hot under my feet, and I thought it was my illusion." Ron looked at the floor excitedly.Squatting directly on the ground, stretching out his hand, he kept stroking.

"amazing."

Ios, who had just participated in the TOD training with Ron and the others, couldn't say any more words to express surprise.

The two days at Hogwarts had far exceeded her expectations.

Every 1 minute, there will be new gadgets born.

Moreover, she found that the little wizards here are particularly powerful in terms of combat awareness and spell proficiency.

Most of the "Standard Spells" spells in the first and second grades, Ron, they can.

Even some high-level spells, some wandless spells that she has never seen before, Ron and the others are also very proficient in using them.

This made her, an outstanding student who was a top student in Ilvermorny, very uncomfortable.

Especially since she was already in the third grade, and Ron and the others were only in the second grade.

"Let's just use it like this!" Melda seemed dissatisfied.He slumped on the sofa and said leisurely.

"After I study the matching of magic patterns that can be transmitted remotely, there will be no need for wires. At that time, the entire Hogwoods will be covered with floor heating."

"Hey! Where's Hermione?" This is, Melda also noticed that Hermione who went out early in the morning did not come back with Ron and the others.

"Professor Batheda invited her to the office for tea." Ron sat next to Melda.

Pick up the pastry on the table and deliver it to your mouth.

"Professor Batheda?"

Melda recalled it carefully, and then remembered that it was the professor who taught the ancient magic patterns.

"What's the matter, the professor is also interested in the fist-to-flesh fighting method?"

The scholarly professor seemed like a very polite lady.

Didn't expect to be so...er... irritable?

"The professor said that the pathway opened up a new direction for the study of ancient magic lines. Anyway, I just feel that there will be something to learn next year." Ron said angrily.

Early in the morning, he only learned two magic patterns.

Haven't learned yet.

He already felt bored.

If he formally takes this course next year, he is not sure that he will pass the exam.

"Heh, you don't have to take such a class!"

"They'll all take it, Harry, Seamus, Neville will take it," Ron continued.

"Magic patterns are profound knowledge. In addition to a single magic pattern having a variety of functions, the magic ring formed by the arrangement and combination of multiple magic patterns is a greater direction."

"Dharma ring?"

Many little wizards surrounded Melda, looking like a curious baby.

"Dharma Ring!" Melda stepped on the ground as she said.

The magic pattern engraved on the ground suddenly rose slowly.

It was a mysterious magic circle intertwined with three huge rings.

Each ring has its own corresponding function, and various complex functions can be realized after mutual nesting.

(End of this chapter)