The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

The entrance ceremony ended with a climax with the song "Thanks to the Principal".

From the hail of bullets at the beginning to the soulful singing by everyone later, everyone's emotions were ups and downs.

This was definitely an unforgettable entrance ceremony. The little wizards talked excitedly and followed their respective prefects back to the rest area.

Natasha left worriedly, and Harry chatted with the young master of the Auror Office Director's family and handed out a Krusty Krab VIP membership card.

The students all left, and the professors looked at Richard. Professor McGonagall was the first to express his opinion: "Richard, you will receive a major demerit, 100 points will be deducted, and you will be punished with 10 days of confinement!"

Professor McGonagall had a cold face and mercilessly deducted points from her own college in front of all the professors.

"Oh..."

He lowered his head with a lonely expression and looked at Dumbledore who stood up and left the auditorium.

Dumbledore seemed to feel his eyes, blinked, and left with a red face, without any intention of speaking to help.

"Haha~" Snape's mouth twitched and he left happily.

"Professor Minerva, this time Richard did not cause any injuries. Is the punishment too severe?"

Professor Quirrell, who had always had no sense of presence and behaved submissively, stood up to intercede on his behalf.

"Why don't you let Richard stay in my office? The semester is about to start, and I can just tutor him."

Richard was shocked. He didn't know what Professor Quirrell was up to. Why would he bother him if he didn't keep an eye on Harry?

He looked at Professor McGonagall and wanted to speak, but was dissuaded by the other party's stern expression.

This time Richard finished well, but he could not cover up the chaos caused before. Professor McGonagall was determined to punish this ignorant child severely.

There is also the fact that death will come in a while. During this period, Professor McGonagall wants Richard to prepare well instead of being tied down by the course.

At the same time, let Richard keep a low profile. What happened tonight cannot be hidden, and the pure-blood families outside will soon know about it.

Richard immediately looked at Professor Flitwick, who was the headmaster of Ravenclaw, with a bit of elf blood, short in stature, rich in emotions, and the champion of the wizard duel competition when he was young.

Professor Flitwick's eyes were red and he was moved to tears by the "Thankful Principal" at the banquet.

It’s not just the principal who is grateful, but also the professors!

He liked Richard, a student who was good at fighting, and with his performance at the banquet, his heart softened and he begged for mercy.

"Richard can also come to my office for confinement. He has not caused too much chaos. If he goes to the dark room for confinement, it will delay his studies."

"Richard has a very superb dueling talent. I can guide him in my spare time these days!"

After pondering for a moment, Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "Okay, reflect on it yourself!"

After that, Professor McGonagall left, and Professor Quirrell invited Richard again.

Without waiting for him to politely refuse, Professor Flitwick said: "I will send Richard to your place. Our class times are staggered, so we can teach him in our spare time."

Professor Flitwick is purely enthusiastic, and Professor Quirrell is also "enthusiastic".

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At 6 o'clock in the morning, Little Sponge came to wake Richard up on time and brought him specially prepared fried dough sticks, sweet tofu curd, and salty soy milk.

The first class every day usually starts at 9 o'clock, which is still very early before class time, so Natasha is not woken up.

After eating breakfast alone, I sat in the living room for a while, then got up to go to the solitary confinement, but saw a package at the door.

He looked around, but there was no one around.

His and Natasha's dormitory was on the highest floor of the Gryffindor lounge tower.

There is no one else living on the same floor. There is a small attic above where the little flying chicken lives. Below is the dormitory of other little wizards.

His first reaction to the sudden appearance of the package was that it was an invisibility cloak. His second reaction was that Quirrell had put it there, and a terrifying black magic would erupt when he touched it.

He turned over the wand and appeared, picked it up with a sharp blade, and opened the package, revealing a cloak inside, which was colorful and black and looked mysterious.

"Old Dengtou~ I gave you an invisibility cloak to make it so mysterious."

Dumbledore is giving it to him now, but that doesn't mean it belongs to him. It's just a temporary loan to him.

He turned back to the dormitory, placed the invisibility cloak next to the sleeping girl's pillow, looked at the girl's charming face in silence, and gently stroked her messy hair.

Descend the spiral staircase and enter the Gryffindor common room on the floor below.

At this time, Harry had just woken up and was munching on a Krabby Patty in a daze in the lounge. Ron and Neville were also sitting nearby, taking big bites of the Krabby Patty in unison.

"Brother, I will post the magic menu at the entrances of the lounges of the four colleges later to ensure that guests can eat Krabby Patties at any time before the restaurant opens."

Harry patted his chest excitedly, finished the Krabby Patty in two or two bites, picked up Ron and Neville, and was about to set off to post the menu.

The so-called magic menu is the menu Homiz created by Richard.

As long as the little wizard tells what he wants, Menu Homiz will go to the kitchen to report it. After the little sponge is ready, it will be delivered by the house elf.

Say hello to the three little brothers, and briefly describe the future of the Krusty Krab to Ron and Neville.

Encourage them to work hard, especially Ron, who comes from a poor family. If he works with Boss Li, he will make a lot of money!

"Work hard and I'll give it to you next year..."

Richard slowly walked away, leaving the Gryffindor lounge and going to Professor Flitwick's office.

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"Fractured!"

In Professor Flitwick's office, Richard waved his wand and released the cutting spell.

Professor Flitwick, who was opposite him, moved lightly to avoid Richard's curse and counterattacked with the disarming spell.

The magic power of the disarming spell hit Richard's wrist accurately, and the Nash Fang came out of his hand, disappeared in an instant, and then reappeared in his hand.

He used the system space to recover the blown Nash Fang, and then took it out from the system space instantly.

"Professor Flitwick, take my wand!"

He shouted loudly, causing the windows to shake: "Fluorescence flashing!"

Richard suddenly stepped forward, closing the distance in an instant, stabbing forward with his wand, and a dazzling white light erupted from the tip of the wand.

The sudden violent shouting, coupled with the dazzling white light, will make any creature with eyes and ears stunned.

"What I saw... was the sun!" Professor Flitwick was startled, his eyes were illuminated by strong light, and the white in front of his eyes turned black.

Facing his menacing wand, Professor Flitwick, who lost his sight, gently tapped the toothpick-like wand in his hand.

"Ding!" With a sound, Nash's Fang was bounced away, and the staff blade passed across Professor Flitwick's robe, cutting open the cuffs.

There was a blur of white in front of him, and he temporarily lost his vision, but Professor Flitwick remained calm and waved his wand.

Just a simple petrification spell made Richard unable to move.

Professor Flitwick took a few steps back and distanced himself, his eyes bloodshot: "It really surprises me. Your understanding of magic has improved a lot during this summer vacation!"

Richard was surprised. He didn't expect Professor Flitwick to have such a superb "skill".

When he lost his eyesight, a casual touch of his wand changed the direction of his forward thrust.

The opponent is not only a long-range wizard, but also proficient in melee skills. However, due to the limitations of his short body, he uses skills.

Thanks to Professor Flitwick's strength and the spell he cast, it took more than a minute for Richard's body to return to normal.

The good old Professor Flitwick did not suggest anything with his red eyes and no sign of anger.

"You can practice spells in my office. There are my notes on commonly used spells on the bookshelf, which may be able to help you."

"Every time you release the spell, I can feel a slight improvement in you. Although it is very weak, this is something I have never seen in others."

"Many people may not be able to fully understand the simplest magic spell throughout their lives. Their so-called practice is useless, and the use of the magic spell is only superficial."

"You have strong fighting talent, both in terms of physical fitness and control of magic spells!"

Richard put his hands in front of him, with a well-behaved expression, silently listening to the other party's compliments, nodding from time to time to hint to the other party not to stop.

Professor Flitwick did not hesitate to praise and praised mercilessly: "You should work hard on wizard duels. You will definitely show your talents in the World Duel Competition in the future!"

He smiled modestly. The reason why he could achieve a little improvement every time he used the magic spell was because of the system panel.

The system panel can provide feedback on his progress speed. If the progress is slow, it means that he is practicing in the wrong way.

Every time you adjust accordingly and find the most efficient way, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Everyone has limited energy and usually only selects a few spells to study in depth.

With the guidance of the system panel, Richard can avoid many detours.

He knows the most accurate and nearest way.

As long as you give him some time, every spell can be perfected.

At that time, just like Black Tiger Afu, he will start with his ultimate move.

For example, when he had just learned the lighting spell and it was only level 1, the light emitted was weak, but it could illuminate a range of one meter.

The current lighting spell is enough to make people temporarily lose their eyesight. It has changed from a life-support spell to an attack spell.

Half an hour later, Professor Flitwick gradually ran out of words.

I really didn't have anything to praise, so I hurried over to give lessons to the little wizards.

Each professor needs to teach 4 grades in 7 colleges. Although he has teaching assistants, he is still very busy.

Being willing to teach him in his free time is enough to show how much the other party values ​​Richard.

He flipped through the spell books annotated by Professor Flitwick, his hands moved according to his heart, and magic came out of his hands, releasing the spell over and over again.

"Flash fluorescent!" "Flash fluorescent!" "Flash fluorescent!"

During the practice over and over again, the proficiency continued to grow, and the lighting spell broke through to level 5.

I can't imagine what would happen if his lighting spell reached the highest level 10.

With a wave of your hand, blind people are mass-produced?