Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

"How can we make the most profit from the changes in Eastern Europe?" The pseudo-baby curled his mouth while writing and drawing. "Using my handsome father's relationship to send a warning to the government, and to obtain talents, resources, machines and technology for the country... Well, this is very selfless, but on the personal side... I mortgaged rubles from banks in the Soviet Union in advance. I really need to check it out. The current international status and circulation of the ruble, and..."

(`): "Baby, it's time to practice magic! La~ la la la~"

That night, baby Chen Bin woke up from his dream. Strictly speaking, he was shaken awake by Isha. "Baby, I just opened the door and saw you crying and sleeping. Are you having a nightmare?"

Chen Bin wiped his face and found that the sleeves of his spring shirt were indeed wet with tears.

(﹏`): "Mom, I'm dreaming about the experience of my previous life again. I'm worried that after I leave, my father will not be able to bear it, my wife will be heartbroken, and my children will be laughed at by classmates after they are born. Without a father..."

(﹃)...Isha obviously couldn't bear that her three-year-old son would say such mature words, and she was still worried that her son would be bullied by others. This was not at all like how she imagined a child should behave.

"This is in the past. It's useless to think about it. You can't change it." Yisha hugged baby Chen Bin and comforted him like a child. However, the child raised his head and said, "But, I can't control myself." In my brain, these thoughts often pop up whenever I have free time, especially when I am dreaming..."

Σ(￣[]￣;)...Isha was petrified again. She had never experienced such a deep regret in her previous life...

"Mom, is there any magic that can cut off the emotions of the previous life, but still keep this memory?"

Σ(0ω0)! ! ? Isha's thinking finally short-circuited. Why is this son's idea so unique?

(_`): "It turns out that even my mother's magic skills can't do it. Alas...what's the use of learning magic? I can't even do this little thing..."

A certain pseudo-baby started talking weird things again!

(ll): "Mom is omnipotent, of course there is a way!"

(ll): "You won't lie to the baby, right?"

Σ(): "How...how is it possible? Give mom three days, no, three weeks, three months at the latest, and I will definitely be able to improve it from the ancient family books."

"Lagou, whoever regrets it is a puppy."

"Well... whoever regrets it is a puppy."

That's it, Isabel was successfully tricked by a certain pseudo-baby. He burned the midnight oil for three consecutive months and conducted countless experiments to study an extremely rare healer-specific magic...

"Ah! Why did I agree to his request so easily? I don't want to be a puppy!" A strange female creature shouted at a pile of ancient books in the study.

A fake baby outside the door: "ㄟ(▔▔)ㄏ"

. . . . . . .

"Excuse me, can I sit here? The people in the previous compartment were all boring gourds, it was too depressing blablabla..." The compartment door opened, and a burst of machine gun-like words interrupted Chen Bin's memories.

A girl dragging a suitcase and wearing a school robe didn't give Chen Bin a chance to answer. She kept talking to herself: "Are you a freshman this year too? Do you know any interesting spells? Me too. I tried several spells and they all worked. No one in my family is a wizard, so I was surprised when I received the admission notice. Of course, I was also very happy because it was the best school for learning magic. I had already I’ve memorized all the textbook content, I hope it’s enough. By the way, my name is Hermione Granger, what’s yours?”

She sat down and stared at the mouse dancing the cancan on the window sill, with little stars in her eyes.

Chen Bin sighed in his heart, the story changed right after it started.

Neville did not appear, but Hermione still walked to the last carriage. She must have been too pushy and was silently resisted by her classmates, so even if she didn't help Neville find the toad, she couldn't stand the ostracism and ran away.

Chen Bin opened his eyes in a daze, and Keke Loli was staring at his face.

"Hello, my name is Aaron Naama, and I am a freshman like you." Chen Bin pretended to be a child he had not seen for a long time, and replied more confidently than Hermione: "However, I come from a wizarding family, and I have two families in my family. The enchantment workshop mainly produces magic tools for civilian use. The teaching materials are just for reference, I mainly practice family inheritance, such as this one."

Following Chen Bin's hand, Hermione saw the mouse on the window sill stop dancing and instantly transform into a ring.

She couldn't close her mouth, and the box fell silent.

Chen Bin's ring is engraved with strong magic resistance runes. Using it to practice magic output is several times faster than using the Mazu method, and it can also be used for two purposes.

When Chen Bin's training reaches 0.8 times, his growth rate has become very slow. If he cannot reach the level of an adult wizard before enrolling, he will choose to postpone enrollment.

Isha has said that bullying at Hogwarts is actually quite serious, and what happened to young Snape is not a special case.

Chen Bin saw that Hermione was deeply affected, so of course he knew how to give it up when it was good. He pretended to be innocent and said: "My mother said that I inherited some magical deficiencies, so I have to practice this magic since I was a child, otherwise I might not be able to enter Hogwarts. "

"Really?" Hermione stared at the silver ring suspiciously, which made Chen Bin add with a guilty conscience: "Yes. Regardless of their growth environment, almost all wizards do not start learning magic until they are eleven years old. This is a ban from the Ministry of Magic."

The two talked for a while, and Hermione began to regain her confidence, but lost her original arrogance, and began to "popularize science" about the Muggle world for Chen Bin.

"Beep-"

Chen Bin apologized, took out his "SMS" to check the new content, and quickly replied: "I just made a new friend, her name is Hermione Granger. Let's talk in the dormitory."

"What is this?" Hermione watched him quickly input some words and immediately guessed: "I read from the extracurricular books that Hogwarts has powerful magic that interferes with the operation of electronic items. This thing can be used even if you bring it in. No."

This time it comes to Chen Bin's knowledge about the magic world: "Yeah. But this is not Muggle technology, but a magic product. My mother was worried that I would not adapt to the sleepover life, so she made this text message machine for me."

The "SMS Machine" plagiarized the 13-year-old classic model of a certain Berry mobile phone. It incorporated the Weasley family's clock as a positioning principle, D.A. Gallon's text transmission function, and the text display technology of Riddle's diary... …a long-format writing tablet.

There are no ringtones or vibrations for sending and receiving new messages, a real paper display covered with glass, no voice support, and only support for text transmission between a pair of machines.

The notification sound just now required Isabel to press the "ring button" to prompt Chen Bin to read the message. Such a weakling would be beaten by the big brother.

Chen Bin kept chatting with Hermione. After a while, the waitress opened the box door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food for the car?"

After the two declined, Chen Bin also estimated that the original plot had almost happened, and started to guide the topic again.

"Yes, Hermione. Have you ever heard of Harry Potter?"

"Of course I've heard of it. I've read extracurricular books before, and his deeds have been introduced in detail. The Boy Who Lived, the blablabla who ended the Dark Ages..."

After Hermione finished speaking, Chen Bin said casually: "But, do you know he is next door?"

"Really? How do you know?"

"Before you came over, I heard someone asking about his identity, and he admitted it." Chen Bin lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "When I entered the carriage, I saw a scar on his forehead."

"Would you like to go take a look together?" Hermione's curiosity was also aroused.

Chen Bin was waiting for her to say this. "OK."

"Sorry for disturbing you." Chen Bin opened the door of the box next door and smiled politely: "We were sitting in the box next door and overheard your happy laughter, so we came over to get acquainted."