Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

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Host: Albert Klein

Occupation: Wizard

Magic reserve: lv6 (16925/50000)

知识理论：魔药学lv6（2560/50000）、变形术lv5（9100/10000）、魔咒学lv5（1024/10000）、草药学lv4（4962/5000），魔纹学lv3（300/1000）……

魔咒：厉火咒lv5（6300/10000）、守护神咒lv4（4964/5000）、神锋无影lv4（4296/5000）、阿瓦达索命咒lv4（2300/5000）大脑封闭术lv4（2325/5000）……

Magic Items: Thunderbird Wand, Newt's Suitcase, Hades' Pocket

Negative emotion value: 1700 (can be used to upgrade magic reserves, etc.)

Titles: Four Wizards, Wizard of Gryffindor Academy, Troll Executioner, Master of Fantastic Beasts PUA, Dragon Knight, Viper Killer, Auror Nemesis, Castle Destroyer, Black-hearted Capitalist

Contract creature: Thunderbird (Sander)]

After a period of accumulation, Albert's negative emotion value has accumulated to 1700. He added 700 to magic patterns in one breath, and 1000 to the transformation spell and the patron saint spell. In this way, his three All skills have been upgraded.

He recently gained a new title, that of "Black-hearted Capitalist", just after he established a complete set of potion production and sales services.

Albert is not going to admit this title, but the function of this title is to "increase the speed of making money by 20%."

In view of this, Albert could only say: "Originally, I didn't want to be this black-hearted capitalist, but once I used it, wow, the explosion rate is really high!"

Albert's life is very fulfilling now. In the third grade, the course pressure suddenly increased a lot, especially since Albert has five elective courses.

The parchment paper used for a week's work was put together and was three inches thick.

This was even if Albert didn't have to do Transfiguration and Charms homework, and these two items had always been a big priority, but Hermione didn't get this privilege. You can imagine how much pressure Hermione was under.

(Warm reminder, Albert now steadily earns 10 negative emotion points every day.)

Her current mental state is not very good, and her complexion is slightly gloomy.

Albert felt that she was about to give in. With him here, after taking several elective courses in a row and facing a lot of homework, Hermione would definitely agree to use the time turner to catch up on her sleep.

It was Thursday, three days after Monday's Care of Magical Creatures lesson, and Draco Malfoy finally came out of the school hospital.

In fact, on the day he entered the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey announced that he had recovered and was ready to be discharged.

"This is just a little skin injury. Once I heal it, you'll be fine."

"No, Madam Pomfrey, I'm seriously injured, I feel like my arm is going to break!"

With his arm still bandaged, Draco followed Harry Potter into the underground Potions classroom.

"B-T, I'm so sorry to see you. You and your stupid friend haven't been expelled yet." Draco walked towards Harry Potter with arrogant steps. When he saw Amber He stopped walking, but still looked at Harry defiantly.

"Go away, Malfoy, you coward, coward!" Harry's face turned red with anger, and his hair reached all the way to his fingertips.

It's a pity that Harry doesn't know how to communicate with others. He only repeats a few words over and over again, especially Malfoy.

"You coward!"

"You are the one who was scared unconscious by the dementors. You are the only one in Hogwarts."

"You are so cowardly. You ran away as soon as you entered the Forbidden Forest when you were in first grade."

"You were stunned!"

"I can stay in bed for three days even if I'm caught. It's really your fault."

"You were stunned."

……

It wasn't until Snape's appearance that Albert's happy eating ended.

He pushed the door open, and swung it hard enough that the door closed by itself.

"Damn it. If you insult your classmates in class, you will get five points deducted." Snape shook his black robe.

"It's obviously Malfoy..."

"If you contradict the teacher, you will get another five points deducted!"

Snape's face was stiff. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood. Even the slight raise at the corner of his mouth that usually deducted Harry's points had disappeared.

"I don't know what the lower limit is for recruiting professors at Hogwarts. Anyone can become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..." he whispered.

No one dared to respond directly to him. Everyone knew that Snape had always wanted to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but had never succeeded, and it seemed that Professor Lupine, who came this year, had a personal grudge against him.

Snape's face was sullen, "Okay, what we are going to learn today is..., here is the recipe, let's start making it."

He clicked on the blackboard, and the potion configuration process was displayed on it. There were some differences from the textbook, but the difference was not big.

Harry had just finished cutting the daisy roots when he saw Malfoy easily throwing a paper airplane over with his injured left hand.

The ink on it kept twisting and gradually transformed into "I'm afraid your stupid big friend won't be able to be a teacher. I told my dad about this and he said he would report it to the Ministry of Magic."

I believe it's not long before you leave Hogwarts. I wish you good luck, Po~te. "

Harry crumpled the paper into a ball angrily and threw it away. Unfortunately, the ball fell into the potion that Neville and Seamus were brewing over the fire.

Suddenly a foreign object entered, and the potion immediately boiled.

Seeing something was wrong, Seamo was extremely nervous. He stood up, took out his wand and said, "Clear water like a spring!"

Unfortunately, no water column came out of his wand. Instead, there was a loud noise, accompanied by a white light shining...

The crucible in front of Seamus exploded violently, and the "bang" sound was about to burst everyone's eardrums. The shit-green liquid inside splashed all over the classroom.

Albert held up a protective shield to prevent the ugly and strange-smelling liquid from touching himself and Hermione.

The situation was worse for the others. Everyone had been exposed to it more or less. Fortunately, the damage caused by the liquid was not very strong. It was just a slight burn, and at most the skin would be red.

But Draco was miserable. The shit-green liquid seemed to have some strange reaction with his bandage, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.

"Idiot, broke the rules, disrupted classroom discipline, and caused injuries to classmates. Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor!" Snape's face twitched and he roared.

He turned to look at Seamus, who was as red as a greasy prawn, his hair standing on end, "Five more points from Gryffindor!"

He waved his wand, and all the splashed liquids and exploded cauldrons were gathered together, packed and processed, and a vanishing spell was used to solve the problem. Then he took Draco to the school hospital, and this Potions class was suspended again.

Poor Malfoy, who had just come out of the school hospital, had to go back again, and this time he was really seriously injured.

It was said that the bones in Malfoy's left arm were damaged and became extremely fragile, and they would break at the slightest movement.

It was Madam Pomfrey who used the "Fine and Flesh Separation" plus Bone Spirit Package to cure him.