time at hogwarts

Buck Swayah realized at this time that this was just a doctor from the school hospital. How dare he interfere in their affairs? It was so embarrassing.He hummed and turned his face away without answering.The doctor didn't take it seriously and walked out with McGoss.

"Hello, doctor, I would like to know if the school has complete physical examination equipment. Could you please help me do a physical examination?"

"Do you want to have a physical examination?" The doctor looked at Magos strangely, "The school has all these facilities, but do you really need to do it?"

"Yes, I need a comprehensive physical examination." McGoss answered seriously.

"Well, okay, but I need your teacher's permission. It's hard for me to handle the school on your own." The doctor said hesitantly.He was afraid that these children were just curious and wanted to take a look. The equipment there was not cheap, and he couldn't afford to pay for it if it was damaged.

"No problem, I'll go get it now."

After talking to the doctor, McGoss ran back to the classroom and found the teacher who was in class and asked for the permission slip. The teacher did not agree at first.McGoss had no choice but to threaten that if something went wrong with him at school, it would be difficult for you as a teacher to explain it to him. Finally, he said that he really felt unwell and it was not a prank, and he would not touch instruments or anything. Only then did the teacher agree and talk to him. As soon as he went there.

There is a teacher who immediately relaxes as a doctor, and even if something goes wrong, someone will prove that it was not his mismanagement.

After a series of complex procedures, the physical examination was completed quickly. Except for a few blood tests that will not be known until tomorrow, everything about his body was normal.

This result reassured the teachers and doctors, but they were also a little dissatisfied with Magos, but they didn't say anything because he was still a child.It’s just that Magos didn’t care what they thought. He frowned and looked at the physical examination report without any problems. He didn’t feel relaxed at all. If he hadn’t suddenly lost strength several times during the physical examination, he might have really believed in his body. very healthy.

'If it's not physical then what is it? McGoss, who put away the medical examination report, sat in the classroom and kept thinking about why.

'It can't be congenital. My own body has been clear since I was a child, but it shouldn't be caused by nurture. I still pay attention to diet and exercise. '

'What is going on? This is a big deal. If it doesn't work, think about it carefully. Have you done or eaten anything strange recently? '

Magos, who couldn't figure it out, lay down on the table, picked up a piece of paper, and slowly wrote down what he had done and what he had eaten in the past few days.

'Recently I've just been making potions at home, eating food made by the chef at home, and not going anywhere. The potions also failed. I went to Diagon Alley and the Leaky Cauldron a few times. Before that, I discovered the magical world. Before...'

'Wait a minute, by the way, all the things I have done recently are quite strange, okay? I have to say that the strangest thing is the failed elixir of good fortune. The failure was so strange and inexplicable, the elixir of good fortune?By the way, the elixir cannot be an adverse effect after the magic potion fails. Slip said that it may cause permanent magic damage. I won't be so unlucky that I got it in one go. '

"Calm down, calm down. I'm no longer that kid who doesn't understand anything. I've read all those books, and I've also read some of the sequelae of failed potions. There's no permanent damage to magic power like mine. Don't worry about it. Scaring yourself, maybe for other reasons.”

Although he said so, he was almost certain in his heart that his physical condition was caused by the failure of the potion. Although he was also surprised that he had not been exposed to the potion, and he was wearing a thick biochemical suit at the time. It was impossible. A trace of the magic potion splashed onto himself.I really don’t know what caused me to suffer the consequences of the potion’s failure.After much deliberation, I finally thought it would be more reliable to wait until I got back from school to ask Slip.

In this way, I slowly stayed up until school ended at noon. (You can go home for lunch at noon, and you are not forced to stay in school.) McGoss couldn’t wait to run out of the classroom. What he wanted to do most now was to rush home and write a letter to tell him about the current situation. Sleep.

Burton said nothing with a wink and sped up to the castle.As soon as I got home, I greeted my parents and then ran to the magic study.

After entering, he found an owl on the window, which Magos guessed was a reply from Sleep.When I got the letter and saw that the sender was correct, I opened it and read it.

The beginning was the same as usual, but this time there was an extra bit of luck. He probably felt that after the potion failed, he was still alive and well and seemed to have no side effects. Seeing this, Magos couldn't help but smile bitterly. After all, there are still sequelae, but the symptoms are later, and we don’t know how they were transmitted to the body.Continuing to read until the end, Slip guessed that his potion may not have failed, but there was an unknown reason that caused subsequent changes, and asked him to take the potion and his notes to the Leaky Cauldron that night. He sees.

After reading it in one go, McGoss took a breath, but still sent a letter about today's situation.Magos finally felt relieved after knowing that he did not have Parkinson's disease.

Close the door and go downstairs to eat in peace.

While going downstairs, he encountered another problem. Fortunately, he kept holding on to the handrail and did not fall.When he got downstairs, he saw the housekeeper preparing to call someone up to call him.

"Dad, Mom, I'm coming."

His father looked up and nodded without saying anything.His mother smiled and asked him how his morning at school was.He didn't think about hiding it, so he told what happened in the morning in detail. His mother's eyes narrowed with laughter after hearing this.

"Haha, I want to see her expression when she sees me next time in the salon, saying that my son is not as smart as his son, huh."

His father looked helplessly at his wife, who wished she could hold a salon right now, and said in a serious tone to Magos that he could not cause trouble in school. Forget it this time, he didn't do anything from beginning to end anyway.Now his mother is not happy. Do you mean that my son can only be bullied by others, and my son deserves to be bullied?

Magos looked at his parents who were bickering and smiled softly. It felt so good. In the past, being silent while eating was really depressing.

Magos put down his bowl after finishing his meal.

"Bang." Everyone looked over, including Magos himself.I saw that the bowl in his hand had been broken into pieces.

His mother quickly left the table and ran over, picked up his hand and looked at it several times. She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that no cracked porcelain tiles had touched the opening. Then she told the housekeeper that the tableware in the house should be carefully looked at in the future to prevent eating. problem occurs again.After he finished speaking, he saw Magos still looking at his hands in a daze and asked worriedly if he was scared.Magos then came back to his senses and smiled and said no, but he didn't expect me to be so strong.

"Little McGoss, you have always been very strong." He patted his heart with lingering fear as if he thought of the last time he was slapped away by McGoss.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a broken bowl? See what you're worried about, Magos is no longer a child, don't treat him like a child." Earl Will got up and got mad when he saw Magos was fine. He made a concluding remarks and received a blank look from Mrs. Will.

Magos used the excuse of taking a nap to return to the room.Lying on the bed, he thought about what had just happened. First of all, he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the bowl he was eating in. Secondly, the force he put the bowl in was still very small, and it was impossible to smash the bowl in one go.

"Is this also one of the sequelae of that magic potion? Oh my God, what kind of magic potion did I refine? Why does it feel so magical... Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just ask Slip tonight and I'll find out. Let’s take a nap first, I don’t know how long it will take to come back in the evening.”

After sleeping for more than an hour, Magos felt refreshed and energetic when he got up. He no longer thought about the incomprehensible things that happened today, and picked up his clothes to wear them.

"Tear..." Magos asked the sky speechlessly as he looked at the coat that was torn in half.

"Hey, it's a good thing I don't come from a poor family, otherwise I would have to wear two and a half pieces of clothes to go to school." I picked up another piece of clothing and put it on carefully. Fortunately, I didn't put it on except that it slipped off and fell to the ground. tear apart.

"What am I doing? Sometimes I suddenly lose strength, and sometimes I suddenly gain a lot of strength. The point is that I have no preparation or feeling at all. Tsk, let's call it instability syndrome. Well, it is indeed unstable."

When they arrived in the classroom, McGoss found that Buck actually came to school. It was incredible. The second generation of rich people were so pampered. It would take a few months to go home to recuperate even if they had minor injuries or illnesses. Anyway, there would be tutors by then. Teaching won't really make you uneducated.

However, Magos had no intention of communicating with him. What he wanted most now was to get out of school quickly so that he could go to the Leaky Cauldron after dinner.However, the less he wanted to cause trouble, the more things had to stick to him.Buck saw him coming and walked over directly.

"Deceitful Magos, do you have the guts to go to the rooftop with me?" Buck tried hard to look like a black boss, but looking at his wrapped hand that looked like Doraemon's right hand completely broke the impression he wanted to create. atmosphere.

Magos glanced at his hands and said:

"Not interested, but your handbag is pretty good. Are you going to perform Doraemon?"

"Doraemon? Doraemon? You..." Buck is not an ordinary child who knows nothing, so he has watched the cartoon very early, although he thinks Doraemon is not bad. When Magos said it, he felt it was a mockery of him, and subconsciously wanted to take action again, but this time he thought of his injured hand.

"Hmph, don't say anything about Doraemon. Are you scared? If you are scared, apologize to me now and let me beat your hands like this."

Magos didn't bother to pay attention to him this time. After all, he was still a little kid. Even if he suffered a loss, he just wanted to pay it back instead of killing his opponent.Thinking of this, Magos directly put his head on the table, as if there was a fly flying next to him...