Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Lawrence!

Robert cursed this bastard in his mind.

Could it be that this guy returned to Hogwarts early and has been drinking since then without washing up at all?

Why does your mouth smell like fermentation?

Are you a humanoid self-propelled oak barrel? !

The little wizards who were not hit took a few steps back in disgust, but the little witches from the Neon Country stepped forward to protect the unlucky child, and cast several spells in succession to make the odor on his body disappear. .

It took a long time for the little wizards who were stunned by Lawrence to come back to their senses. Robert looked at their miserable state and was glad that he ran fast.

Because of his special constitution, which meant he could not touch alcohol at all, Robert always stayed far away from these drunkards, and never even touched the drinks they provided.

He is also very helpless!

These guys were all fools who drank wine as water. Robert couldn't imagine what would happen after he took a glass of what looked like boiled water but was actually brandy.

I will definitely be beaten to death by these bastards.

After struggling noisily at the door for a long time, the little badgers crawled into the common room.

The new little badgers introduced themselves, followed by the little witches from the Neon Kingdom.

Robert didn't pay attention to the others, but when he heard a witch say his name was Sui Bo...

Um, Xiaowanzi, did you know that your best friend went abroad? !

Wait, if it is really Xiaoyu, she should be an old woman by now!

Robert was messy in the wind, he must have thought too much!

In various strange moods, Robert patiently listened to the detailed explanation of the little witch of Neon Country.

What are the relationships between various values, calculations of various parameters, and estimation of approximate values.

People who heard it were confused.

It should be something very powerful. Although I don’t understand it at all, the person who can come up with this theory is definitely a talent.

"...Anyway, our test is very simple." The little witch took a breath and took out a strange wooden board from her small backpack.

Robert looked intently and felt a little broken in his outlook.

That is……

Dartboard.

It's just a bunch of concentric circles mounted on a circular plate.

Well, it could also be a square plate.

"We have cast magic on this board for testing, and the specific values ​​will be displayed here." The witch pointed to a small window above the dart board, which was completely dark at the moment.

She held the dart board in front of her chest and continued, "During the test, you only need to apply offensive magic to the board. Disarming spells, fire spells, cutting spells, acid spells, etc. are all offensive spells. Magic, our suggestion is to practice more of this type of magic.”

The little wizards shouted with some dissatisfaction. These spells were not so easy to cast. Not only did they require more magic to cast, but more importantly, there were not so many opportunities to contact them.

Playing and joking is prohibited in the corridors of Hogwarts. Most young wizards are only good at using spells. Whether they can cast them or whether they will be the spells they want is unknown.

Remember that joke?

People from the Ministry of Magic of the Corrupt Kingdom don't know how to use armor spells.

In fact, their chain leg spells were a bit ineffective, but some torture methods were effective, otherwise Mr. Weasley would not have been temporarily deployed to find those unregistered vampires.

After all, he is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield!

"Test the strength, speed and accuracy of the wizard when he casts the spell, which corresponds to the strength, speed, skill, burst and experience of the six latitudes." The little witch's words came to an end. She looked at everyone and asked softly, "Is there anything wrong? If you understand something, you can ask questions.”

Robert raised his hand and asked, "Didn't it mean that the last item requires a practical assessment?"

The little witch shook her head and explained, "That is an assessment only conducted by graduates. We usually only need to use this board."

Robert was a little curious to see how the board would test defense.

"Of course, considering that the amount of magic power in each student's body is different, the test usually takes two days." The little witch raised two fingers, "The first day is to test your output to the target, and the second day is The output of the target on you is the last item of the test, defense."

"Could it be?" Robert looked at the target in her hand. Can this thing also cast a spell?

"Because if this wooden board is attacked, it is very likely to be damaged. Considering the rationality of recycling and reuse..." the little witch crackled a lot of principles before coming to the conclusion, "It will destroy you." Collect the magic released and release it on yourselves the next day.”

Robert raised his eyebrows, "Is it each person's own magic power, or the total amount of magic power stored in this board."

"Of course it's your own magic power." The little witch said with a serious face, "This wooden board also has a hidden purpose. It allows wizards to know clearly what kind of power their spells will unleash, so that they can have confidence in the release of magic. A sense of awe can, to a certain extent, reduce the occurrence of random releases of magic that result in a large number of Muggle casualties."

It might as well be called "I hit my own plank".

However, Robert agreed with her very much. If there is no restraint, the little wizards will not know what kind of consequences their magic will cause. It will not be as simple as the number of patients in St. Mungo's continuing to increase. The entire magical world of the Rotten Kingdom will change. It has become a base camp of chaos and fun.

That was a disaster.

"Why?" An untimely voice sounded, it was Ernie, "Do you know how dangerous this kind of thing can be?! If we can't defend ourselves, we might get hurt! Aren't you afraid that the Ministry of Magic will cancel your visit to Hogwarts? Is Watts doing this?!"

The little witch shook her head and did not show a scared expression, "We have obtained permission from Principal Dumbledore. Whether the Ministry of Magic agrees or not has nothing to do with us. After investigating the entire Hogwarts teaching system, we asked Headmaster Dumbledore proposed annual testing."

She expressed her conclusion with a serious expression, "You are too careless when using magic! You have no idea what consequences you will have. This is very dangerous! This is true for both yourself and others!"

"What's more..." She tilted her head and looked at Ernie in confusion, "Quidditch has many players who never recover due to impact injuries every year, but Quidditch is still the most popular sport in the country and has not been eliminated. The ban by the Ministry of Magic is just a self-assessment and will not cause embarrassment to the Ministry of Magic."

"How can that be the same?! Quidditch is honor!" Ernie's eyes widened, "How can you insult our honor!"