Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Tom's soul memory was blocked by the soul seed, including various spells and other memories, which were all blank before enrolling.

The spells he now masters, except for the simple spells "recalled" through the "Book of Guidance" mission reward, the remaining spells, such as disarming spells, quick confinement, etc., are all that he has recently learned and mastered by himself.

These offensive spells are much more difficult than the daily spells used by Hermione, and he has been exposed to magic for a shorter time. To be able to do this, it can only be said that he is indeed a genius.

After the two little wizards conducted four sets of experiments, Murphy used magic to build a temporary darkroom nearby, cleaned the dozens of photos he took in the darkroom, and then used magic to speed up the development of dozens of giant photos. A photo comes out.

He marked each photo with a number, walked out of the darkroom, handed the huge photos to Tom and Hermione, twenty for each, and gave them a dozen forms each, "See the number on the magic tester?" ?"

"According to the number, copy the readings on each magic tester into the corresponding grid. Each table corresponds to a photo. The number of the table must be consistent with the photo."

"Professor, what are you doing?" Hermione asked.

"Remember what I said about quantification?"

"We designed the experiment, controlled the key variables, and we wanted to quantify the results as much as possible."

"For today's experiment, we use a magic tester to monitor the magic power, record the magic value in the two states of using the wand and not using the wand, and conduct analysis and comparison to draw conclusions based on the data."

"I said you should learn more mathematics so that you can conduct better data analysis."

"Of course, today's experiment is very simple. We only need to compare the sizes of the two sets of data."

After more than ten minutes, both sets of data were sorted out separately.

Dozens of tables were divided into two rows by Murphy. "The top is the magic value around the wizard after chanting the spell without using the wand. The bottom is the value when using the wand."

"What did you find?"

"The values ​​below are obviously much larger." Tom said.

"Yes, without careful analysis, we can find that when using the wand, the magic value around the wizard is much higher. This is good evidence for our conjecture."

"But beyond that, is there anything else you can find out from this data?"

"Tom's magic power when using spells is much higher than mine..." Hermione said, a little shocked.

Moreover, the spell Tom used just now was more advanced than his own, and he was even more powerful than him.

"There are always people in this world who are more talented than us," Murphy said. "The teacher was much less talented than you when he was in school. However, if you want to achieve success in something, the correct method is the same as consistent training. Important. Are there any other discoveries?"

"The magic value in the arms is always higher than the chest and abdomen when the spell is released, and higher than the legs." Tom said.

Murphy nodded, "What are your guesses about this?"

"Maybe the magic power is not evenly distributed in the body, or maybe the magic power can flow. When casting a spell, all the magic power in the body flows to the arm, and then is directed outside the body through the wand."

"Very good, do you have a way to verify this guess?"

"I can measure the magic value of various parts of the body in a static state and compare it with the value when using the spell..."

Murphy smiled happily, "You are starting to know how to do experiments."

"Then let's get started."

…

At dinner, the group of four reunited.

"How are you doing? Did you ask anything?" Hermione asked.

"Hagrid did go to Gringotts in July!" Harry said, "But he went there on Dumbledore's order, but he didn't say what he was going to do."

Hermione thought for a while, "Do you remember that report? Gringotts was robbed, but the items in the 713 vault had been taken away before. I think Hagrid was ordered by Dumbledore to get that Something, and that thing... is probably placed under the trap door in the corridor on the fourth floor."

"The corridor on the fourth floor is forbidden to enter only this year. To be precise, it should be this summer vacation." Hermione said.

"That makes sense. What on earth is that?" Harry asked.

Hermione shook her head, "You'd better ask Hagrid."

"Okay, what about you? Have you made your wand?"

"Not yet," Tom said. "Professor Murphy is doing research on the principles of the wand. He wants to understand how the wand works before making it."

"Oh, well, that means I still have to wait for my new wand." Ron was really looking forward to getting a new wand.

"You should all come and listen to Professor Murphy's class," Hermione said. "He is different from other professors. He is so smart... incredible. He will make people rethink what magic is. I feel like I know more about magic." Now I understand a lot of things that I didn’t understand before..."

"Let me tell you, you're in love with him." Ron couldn't understand Hermione's enthusiasm.

Hermione's face suddenly turned red and she snorted. She didn't want to pay attention to him, but she didn't even refute him. After all, she was really thinking about writing a letter to the professor just now.

"Hermione is right." Tom said, "You should really go and listen to the teacher's class. He... is a great person."

"Even Tom..." Ron opened his mouth in surprise, "Did he use a love potion on you?"

Have you just stayed with them for an hour?

"Teach him..." Tom was about to say something when he suddenly felt a line of sight. He turned his head, only to see several young wizards at the Slytherin table quickly turn their heads away.

He frowned, Malfoy?

…

"He really made friends with that Potter!" In the corridor leading to the basement, several young wizards gathered together, and the one who spoke was a girl with a mean face, "When Draco invited him, he They didn’t even agree!”

"Mudbloods just love being around mudbloods," Draco mocked.

"How could someone like him be sorted into Slytherin!" Pansy said indignantly, "That old hat is almost broken."

"We should teach him a lesson." Another tall and thin boy said, "Now the senior students regard us as a joke, and we actually want to get together with Gryffindor."

"Let's start with this mudblood." A middle school boy with pimples on his face put on a hood. "This is the brotherhood's test for you, Draco. If you can't control the students in your grade, Well, you’re not eligible to join the fraternity.”

"Huh, I'll let him know who to follow later. We'll wait for him here!"

Draco spoke harshly, but felt faintly weak in his heart.

The scene on the Hogwarts Express still remained in his mind, and he was really a little afraid of Tom.

When the "elites" of Slytherin were plotting against a certain little wizard, they didn't know that a crow squatting on the windowsill had already seen everything.

…

After dinner and separation from the group members, Tom was preparing to go back to the dormitory to rest.

Suddenly, he felt something. He came to a corner, opened the note, and found that a task had been updated on it.

"Side mission: Establish your majesty!"

"Task description: The fact that you have a good relationship with students from other houses has aroused the dissatisfaction of several Slytherin students. They are preparing to teach you a lesson. It's time to show some strength to scare them."

"Mission goal: Defeat the students who come to provoke."

"Mission reward: Armor Spell."