Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 7 Geji Geji (Please recommend! Please~)

The task given by the system master didn't have any hints, not even a formal name, but Ron didn't underestimate this task at all. If the man didn't say anything, it meant that there was no need for further explanation, just figure it out by yourself.

After flipping through the "Phoenix and Fire" in his hand, Ron came to two conclusions.

First, the task released by the master of the system is definitely related to this book. After a rough reading, the progress of the task has increased by [-]% as evidence.

Second, this is not a serious adventure article at all, but a book of recipes and romantic stories written by an adventurer who appears to be interested in it.

From the continent of Europa all the way to the west, after traveling around the world for a week, he successfully completed three species extinctions, ate some delicious magical creatures to the brink of extinction fifteen times, combined bragging, nonsense, exaggerating facts, planting seeds everywhere, etc. An unscrupulous ancient "fiction" with stories all in one.

This can only be a novel. After all, the things written in it are a bit exaggerated to the point of unbelievable. For example, in Chapter 1, the section on cooking the phoenix. A special magic fire must be used.

As we all know, phoenixes are immune to most natural flames and magical flames, and even Fiendfire is a hot seasoning in their eyes. Although they can't eat more, they will definitely not die.

This can cook the magic fire of the phoenix. One of his raw materials is the powder of the legendary Philosopher's Stone, which is also the powder of the Sorcerer's Stone.

It is also well known that the only owners and refiners of the Sorcerer's Stone are the legendary Merlin and the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel. However, these two people will really take out their own Sorcerer's Stone Give this guy some powder so he can make a fire and roast a phoenix?

Even if he could, then this guy named Typhon de Leon didn't write in the book that he would distribute the roasted phoenix meat to others. This is too much, and it is wrong to eat alone.

Even though he was thinking this way, when he saw the words used to describe the taste of phoenix meat, Ron's disappointing tears still flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

The writing style is so good, it looks really greedy, and the writing is as if he really ate it.

By coincidence, after Ron put down the "Phoenix and Fire" in his hand, he pulled out a tattered "Alchemy: From Beginning to Burying" from the bookshelf and hugged it in his arms.

The word alchemy is hard to hear in today's magic world. This primitive, rough, sophisticated, and complex discipline has been dismantled one by one by wizards in the continuous upgrading. Today's potions, ancient magic literature , Alchemy and several other disciplines, they are all the products of alchemy being refined and disassembled.

Compared with the huge system and intricate alchemy, the dismantled subjects are easier to learn and easier to specialize in. After all, not so many people can become all-rounders, but there are many geniuses who specialize in one skill.

"How much do you need in total?"

Ron walked to Martin's side, holding four books with some difficulty. Although the two textbooks were not heavy, the two books "Phoenix and Fire" and "Alchemy" were quite bulky. It is said that there are twenty catties.

"Twenty Galleons and fifteen Sickles." Throwing the two second-hand textbooks on a brass scale, Martin announced a series of numbers: "Waiting for your father?"

"Dad has already given me the money, and we agreed to buy two copies."

The 21 golden Galleons made Martin squint his eyes, and after finding two Sickles for Ron, he happily hummed a little tune.

Not long after, Mr. Weasley, carrying a cage covered with black cloth, walked through the crowd and came to Ron's side. When Ron was flipping through "The Phoenix and Fire", he had already completed the selection.

The shrinkage of his private money did not make him frown, because with Ron's unexpected big prize, Mrs. Weasley very readily gave Mr. Weasley twenty galleons of pocket money, which was more than what he had saved in a year. He has a lot of private money.

"It's going to be a surprise."

Putting the small cage in front of Ron, Mr. Weasley smiled and helped Ron pick up the book, with a little excitement in his words.

"I promise, he'll be the coolest pet at Hogwarts."

"Really? That's great!"

Ron who freed his hands removed the black cloth, and the first thing he saw was a pair of pointed triangular long ears, and a bunch of black hair standing up at the tip of the ears.

Although it is a young little guy, his size is a circle bigger than ordinary cats.

"What kind of cat is this?" Ron asked with some doubts. The little guy looked at Ron timidly, and then bared his teeth fiercely, making his face bloody.

"A caracal from Algeria." Mr. Weasley bent down to Ron and said, "You'll take care of him, won't you, Ron."

"of course."

Ron, who was scratching the little guy's soft pad across the cage, nodded affirmatively.

"But I'm going to go back and think about what to name him."

"By the way, Dad, can I hold it directly?"

"Little guy, you figured it out too, right?"

The vicious kitten seemed to understand Ron's words, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't intend to show Ron any face. He still bared his teeth and wanted to use his little paws to scratch the one who took advantage of him by touching his meat pads. Fingers, unfortunately, are not lethal.

"Then be careful, this little guy looks quite fierce." Mr. Weasley hesitated, but finally agreed readily. After all, there is magic, even if you get scratched, it is still a spell or a little bit of magic. Things that medicine can do.

"Mi~"

When the cage was opened, the little guy who was so fierce just a second ago suddenly shrank his head and let out a cute mime, and he didn't see the momentum of his teeth and claws at all, and the speed of his heart was so fast that people almost didn't react come over.

This rapid face change reminded Ron of the Erha he saw in his previous life, screaming happily through the cage, quarreling with the world's number one, opening the cage to win a horse, and his actual combat strength is close to that of the keyboard man, I don't know if it will be Pretending to be strong by venting your anger on furniture that won't move.

Ron reached out and grabbed the nape of the little guy's fate, and the kitten obediently lying in Ron's arms was very obedient, and even stretched out its barbed tongue to lick Ron's fingers, making it feel numb. Yes, it's like an electric shock.

"I made a decision."

Ron's palm passed through the cat's creaking nest and held him up in front of him, nodding seriously.

"Decision. What?" Mr. Weasley scratched his head in confusion.

"His name." Ron raised his index finger and scratched the little guy's ears, and the little cat kicked its short legs comfortably and meowed like a baby.

"As a male cat, he shouldn't be acting cute like a mimimi all the time. He doesn't have any masculinity like this."

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After hearing this, Mr. Weasley had question marks all over his head, what's the matter?
"From now on, your name will be Lukexi, little guy, you have to stand up, and I will arrange special training for you when I go back, if it's still like this mimimi"

Ron paused, showing a devilish smile.

"Gaji, Geji, Geji, Geji, Geji."

"mum???"

"Son, what are you saying... no, what are you singing about?" Mr. Weasley, who was confused, asked in confusion. He didn't understand what Ron's last few words meant at all. It wasn't English.

"Oh, sorry." Ron, who accidentally blurted out his native language, winked mischievously.

"I mean, if he only knows how to call mimi cute, we'll have him neutered."

"Meow meow meow?"

"It's just to cut a small hole in the fluffy pocket, and then squeeze out two small meat balls like squeezing grapes."

"Sigh~~~"

"Son, it's not, it's not."

Mr. Weasley, who suddenly felt cold in his crotch, spoke to Ron with a sore face.

"It's too inhuman. It's catwalk."

"But cutting it can make him live longer. I read it in a Muggle magazine. We have magic, and Muggles have science. I think what Muggles say makes sense."

"Oh? That's the way it is. Muggles really said that?"

"Ah."

"Interesting, son, give it a try."

"Meow?"

"Meow meow meow!"

(End of this chapter)