Hogwarts Archmage

Ma En looked at the dilapidated house in front of him with some resentment. Even the door was demolished. He originally planned to come yesterday to chat with this girl for a while, but he forgot about it. When he thought about it again...

"She actually ran away."

Hermione sighed: "I told you before that this kind of thing is pointless."

"Huh? You actually sighed?" Ma En raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"I have begun to recover. For example, I was quite angry when you woke me up this morning. Maybe it's because the most difficult time has passed."

Marn shook his head: "Hermione, if you're not good at lying, don't tell it. There are many loopholes... But forget it, it's a good thing if it works out."

She pursed her lips and nodded slightly awkwardly.

Esther looked at the dilapidated house in front of her and looked around boredly: "This girl is quite thrifty..."

Ma En agreed with her statement: "I have never seen anyone move and take away all the furniture."

"More importantly, the house is also missing a chip - what did she do with such a large piece of wall panel?"

"Could it be that you were scared, so you went out to build a house to live in?"

The three people here have already begun to discuss Max's tragic experience. Margery, who had rarely slept well and was in a good mood, remained silent.

This was her doing.

In fact, Max only took away a pillow and some books that were said to be difficult to sleep without. In order to eliminate traces, she simply "cleaned" the place. As a result, due to the recent surge in magic power, she failed to control it well. It ended up like this.

After leaving here and walking around casually, I found that the other callers were not as simple as Max's request, and several people returned to the "Golden House".

"These guys are really hard to satisfy. It's better for Max. She just prays that her guests don't have sexually transmitted diseases."

Ma En listened to all kinds of unrealistic fantasies in his ears and sat down on the sofa that was still uncomfortable even with cushions.

Esther took out a set of mahjong tiles and put them on the table. They had to find something to do. This was something they had just learned. After wiping the tablecloth a little, she said: "Actually, she was still infected, but she didn't get sick. It was easily solved by Hermione's bottle of antidote."

Ma En rubbed the cards twice and started to stack the Great Wall, chatting casually: "Do those potions still have this effect?"

"You have to ask Margaery about this. She prepared the medicine..." Hermione looked at Margaery suspiciously with a card in her hand, then looked at her own card, and finally made up her mind: "Little Bird .”

"Bullshit."

Margaery took Hermione's cards, pushed the cards in front of her to the table and said, "I just added some medicine. I originally thought that if someone got sick and was poisoned at the same time, I could treat it, but I didn't expect the effect. so good."

The four began to shuffle the cards.

It was another round, and as soon as she touched the card, Margery said: "What a fool."

"Stop playing."

Ma En casually pinched off the skins of the few that were used as bets and ate them: "You always cheat."

Margery shrugged: "Actually, not this time. I didn't do anything. Instead, someone used a copying spell to hide some cards in their sleeves. Don't think I don't know."

Langley and the two Mrs. Langley tightened their cuffs at the same time, smiled sheepishly, and then froze for a moment at the same time.

Co-authorship is the same for everyone…

The mahjong tiles that were only used twice from beginning to end were put back into the box by Esther, and the four of them sat on the sofa and started doing nothing.

"I suddenly miss Hogwarts. At least there are always some unexpected things happening there, and it's not so boring." Ma En sighed.

Margery rolled her eyes: "That's not what you said when those little phoenixes caused trouble... If you are really fine, we might as well contact Lucius and move somewhere."

"Then here..."

Ma En hesitated slightly. It was not easy to clean up this place. Not only was it a pile of gold and silver, but Miley also brought a lot of decorations.

"My dear, you may have fallen into a misunderstanding," Esther said after putting away the mahjong, "Why do we have to move this place? Just put some magic to hide it."

"..."

So a few people got up and started cleaning up.

"Hermione, go ahead and put the pile of money in the basement into your satchel."

Ma En suddenly had some bad taste: "I want to hide the above-ground part, and leave the underground part semi-open to those who pursue mysteries. You can put some treasures and the like, throw in a shadow stone, and we will Just watch the live broadcast and have some fun.”

"But do these people really want treasures? There should be many of them who are really pursuing the extraordinary." Esther held her chin while thinking and said: "We might as well leave them an interesting and fun place, anyway. The stretching spell can expand this place to an extremely wide area, including the combination of paths, which is enough for them to play for a while."

"What about the reward? What is the reward for exploration, gold, or something else?"

This is really a problem. Esther thought about it and didn’t know what to do.

"How about giving them a chance to come into contact with magic. Leave a book with a magic in each book. As long as you tear it open, the magic will be released towards the target according to the mind of the person holding the book. The book does not need to be too big, five pages. , ten pages of this will do, we can also set an end point, I will leave some potions, these potions can give people five more years of youth..."

Ma En hesitated...

"But if this happens, it will inevitably cause a fight..."

"It doesn't matter," Margaery waved her hand, "I will set up some supply points. Hermione's bag has many, many ordinary healing potions that are not needed...and you can set magic to give to people who are bound to die or who are about to die. Put an iron armor spell on them and drive them out to count as elimination..."

Things gradually went beyond Ma En's expectations, but he didn't object. He was just having fun. As for the process, it didn't matter.

"You mean, make it into a game? A battle royale kind? How often should we play it?" He asked after thinking for a while. After finishing speaking, he remembered that there should be no such game in this era.

Margaery tapped her chin with her finger: "Battle Royale? Well...that's probably what it means, but no one will die. As for the time...how about once every two months?"

"Two months..." Ma En frowned: "The time is fine, but should we use another way to let others come to play, such as an invitation system?"

Margaery nodded. Rather than letting these guys crash in like headless flies, to make it a large-scale real-person game, an invitation-only system would undoubtedly be more appropriate.