People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning

Bajir only felt that his body and the black book in front of him had an extremely wonderful connection.

This connection transcended blood ties, and it was not a simple fusion of souls.

It seemed to have become another self.

The black book opened the first page without wind.

[Number: 000000001]

[Magic Book Level: 1]

[Name: Ryan Smith/Bajir Granger]

[Race: Wizard]

[Enrollment Date: 1991/07/27]

[Health Value: 10+5]

[Magic Power: 7+3]

[Luck Value: 3~7]

[Family Traits: Plant Affinity (Awakening), Potion Mastery]

In the upper right corner, there is a three-dimensional image of a blond and blue-eyed boy.

"Well, the personal information is here, and there are changes."

"Let's not talk about the other disappearances. Attack has become magic. The exploration attribute has also disappeared."

"The health value has changed the most."

"Luck has also become a dynamic value."

"There is also an additional family trait."

"That's right." Bajir looked at the devil's snare planted in the corridor.

Before he awakened his memory.

He only knew that this was a devil's snare.

But the devil's snare is a dangerous plant.

It can stretch out snake-like tendrils to wrap around people who approach it, causing injuries or death.

And he had never been attacked by them before he awakened the so-called family trait because of the [Magic Book].

And now, he has the illusion that he can control them by injecting magic.

"And" Bajir stroked his eyes.

His eyes seemed to be integrated with the system component [Magic Camera].

This gave him a picture-based memory.

From now on, everything these eyes see will be like photos, stored in the album of his brain.

The spells, magical creatures, and magic props you see can also be recorded in advance, and then reproduced as cards by consuming energy.

Just like now, the sound of snapping photos and the sound of gems decreasing can only be heard by Bajir himself.

Gems: 1000 (-500)

A dynamic photo of the Devil's Net appears on the second page of the magic book.

[Magical Plant: Devil's Net]

[Level: 1]

[Magic Consumption: 2]

[Summon the Devil's Net. When there are enemy units in the fan-shaped area ahead. The Devil's Net will extend its tendrils to wrap around the enemy units. And pull the bound enemy units towards itself. 】

[Health: 130]

[Damage: 10]

[Damage per second: 2]

[Weak fire: -50]

[Attack interval: 5s]

[Attack distance: 10m]

[Target: Ground]

[Movement speed: Unable to move]

[Magic Book Level: 1 (900/100)]

"Summoning card, get it!"

Bajir put his hands on his hips, and he had more confidence in the future.

Moreover, the game is not just the [Magic Book] component.

The rest are not activated, just because they are incomplete, lost, or do not meet the conditions.

That is, he has not officially become a Hogwarts student.

The remaining parts can be repaired by energy.

The lost parts can consume energy to allow Bajir to travel to the corresponding world and find them back.

And this energy is not limited to origin and quality.

Whether it is the sunlight in the material world, the magic power on the spiritual level, the accumulation of knowledge on the conceptual level, or the deflection of the world line on the world level, they can all be transformed into energy.

This act of collecting energy, after the game is realized, is krypton gold.

The increase in the number of gems means the increase in energy.

"It seems that as long as I live, the number of gems will increase?" Bajir thought.

He noticed that in the upper right corner of his mind, the gems he obtained after the game became real.

Its number gradually increased over time.

Gems: 500 (+0.001/s)

"That's 0.06 for one minute, 3.6 for one hour, and 86.4 gems for one day."

"That's right, if it weren't for the system, I would be dead."

"As long as I live for one day, the world line will be slightly deflected."

"Besides, although I'm in the cave, there is still light."

"The game, no, the system component [magic book] is now exposed to the sun and can also collect some energy."

"Then, this 0.001 gem should be the deflection of the world line, plus the energy conversion brought by the sun."

"However, it takes 30,000 to travel through the world."

"Hiss! Merlin's beard! It will take me almost 342 days to collect it!"

"No, I can't daydream anymore." Bajir shook his head.

At the moment, since the system is not of much help to him.

He needs to think about how to live.

Especially when Fenir Greyback has been ambushing outside.

Bajir left the living room and walked into the winding corridor.

It took an afternoon.

Bajir counted the storage rooms, dressing rooms, kitchens, wine cellars, entertainment rooms (rooms for eating, playing cards, and books that hadn't been read for hundreds of years) on both sides of the corridor, as well as several bedrooms, and even bathrooms and toilets.

Bajir found that there were only some bacon, eggs and flour left in the house.

There were only 2 gold galleons, 17 silver Sickles, and 40 copper knuts left.

Although the house, which looks like a hill, is located in a cave, there are some hens and vegetables growing outside.

But at present, this house like a Hobbit cave is his only safe fortress.

"There is enough food for 7 days. The water is pure water resources converted from groundwater."

"It is July 27th now. School starts on September 1st."

"I come from a wizard family, and no professor will come."

"But if I don't reply, Hogwarts should arrange for a professor to come in 7 days."

In the kitchen, Bajir paced in place.

Thinking about the follow-up arrangements.

"No! I have to take the initiative!"

While the sun has not completely set.

Bajir left the kitchen.

Opened the heavy cast iron door.

Came to the entrance and exit room with nothing but a gilded book sculpture (that is, this cave, in addition to the door, has a second entrance and exit room in the magical sense).

Bajir walked over.

Familiarly put his hand on the cover of the book.

A blue halo flashed, and the figure of the blond boy disappeared.

A mile away, on the tall redwood tree, the tree house suddenly lit up with warm colors.

Put the permanent door key - the book sculpture on the bench.

Bajir looked around the room, passed the automatically lit fireplace, a small pot of shiny powder, and the snowy owl Fanta jumping up and down excitedly on the shelf, and walked to the desk.

He pulled out a piece of parchment, picked up the quill, dipped it in ink, and began to write furiously.

Dear Professor McGonagall:

There is something I need your help with.

I am an orphan, and both my parents are dead.

My grandmother died a month ago.

She once mentioned a name to me - Fennel Greyback.

She said that he might be targeting our family.

I didn't take it seriously before, but when I went out today, I was attacked by him.

Fortunately, I ran back home in time.

Our family also has a complete protection spell to prevent his invasion.

But there is not much food at home.

I hope you can come to the door as soon as possible and drive him away.

Your future student, Bajiel Granger

"Haha, take my righteous report!" Bajiel breathed a sigh of relief.

He touched the little head of Fanta who came over and fed it a piece of dried mouse.

Then he let Fanta fly away with the letter in his mouth.