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After receiving the task, Wen Xin stood up and moved from the corner to the middle of the first row.In fact, she doesn't want to do this either, so, Professor Flitwick, don't look like you see the prodigal son turning around!

"It's class time, let's take a roll call." Professor Flitwick climbed up a stack of books with difficulty, poked his head out from behind the podium, held a roll of lists, and started roll call.When I clicked on Wenxin, I naturally took another look at her.

"Okay, kids, students who are late come to me to re-register after class." Professor Flitwick closed the register, "Before we let you use the spell, we need to understand the basics of spells..."

Wen Xin sat in front of Professor Flitwick, writing hard in the textbook, trying to mark every knowledge point.Among a group of apparently absent-minded students, this seemed very unusual.

Not just the Charms class, Wen Xin carried forward the legendary "nail spirit" in all courses including the history of magic.It sounds scary, but Wen Xin is quite capable.The Hogwarts courses are taught to a group of 11-year-old girls, and the things taught are naturally easy to understand.Wen Xin should thank Dumbledore for controlling Hogwarts, making it easier for her, a Gryffindor student, to be taken care of. After all, the only Slytherin-born professor left is Slughorn.

But this does not mean that Wenxin can sit back and relax. With the deepening of the course, Wenxin's shortcomings are fully exposed-low magic power and weak control.How bad is it?Even if the techniques and spells are completely correct, Wen Xin's floating spell can only make the feather float one centimeter off the table for five seconds, and it will fall if it is any more... This is not much better than a squib!

The huge gap between Wen Xin's efforts and her achievements seems to give students a topic that will not be outdated for a long time.Slytherin's cynicism, Ravenclaw's indifferent onlookers, Hufflepuff's pity and sympathy, and Gryffindor's endless teasing.Wen Xin is not sad, anyway, she is not a legal profession, do you expect a warrior to learn magic well?Then this plug-in will be huge, and sooner or later it will be banned!

Although Wen Xin wasn't sad, it didn't mean she wasn't embarrassed at all. After all, at such an age, she still couldn't learn from a bunch of radish heads. Even if it was an inborn factor, she still lost face.But clearly someone wanted her to be more humiliated.

Slytherin was the first to strike.Wen Xin said that it is understandable. It is not surprising that the two sides have different positions, and it is not surprising that they step on each other's feet.But what does it mean that the robbery group of four came together?

Wen Xin stood in the middle of the corridor, with the gang of four robbing the road in front, and the Slytherin finding fault behind, and a group of innocent onlookers surrounded by them in the distance.

"What's the matter?" Wen Xin held the wand in her left hand, and placed her right hand vaguely on the one-handed sword at her waist, looking at Slytherin vigilantly.

"It used to be there, but now it's gone." The senior Slytherin smiled mockingly, looked at Wen Xin and Jie Dao's group of four, and took a small step back, as if watching the excitement.

Wen Xin turned to Potter and the others, and asked coldly, "How about you? I'll leave if I'm fine."

"What, backed by your Slytherin master?" Potter smiled maliciously, shaking the wand in his hand, the threat was palpable.

"Potter, are the walls of the train hard? Do you miss it?" Wen Xin replied unceremoniously.

"Rude Mudblood!" Potter blushed and cursed angrily.

"Don't you like to hang out with Slytherin? A 'hard-working' Muggle lady, ah, no, it's a wizard lady." Black said lazily, "Maybe you can go back and check your genealogy, maybe you Do you have troll blood? Anyway, trolls are also magical creatures..."

There was a burst of laughter from around, obviously most people think that black is quite humorous.

"If you're in the mood to mock me, why don't you go for a paternity test, aren't you picked up by the Black family?" Wen Xin asked quietly.

As soon as Wen Xin's words came out, the atmosphere became weird, and the students around began to whisper and laugh sporadically.

"A troll with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Potter saw that Black's face was pale, and he was also extremely annoyed, so he drew out his wand.

"James! What are you doing again?!" The little girl rushed into the battle circle, her fiery red hair raised a beautiful arc.The dark-haired boy following her (sixteen is still a boy for an old orange peel in his twenties) stopped behind the Slytherin crowd.

"Oh, Lily, I didn't do anything." Potter said immediately, "If you don't believe me, ask Lupine."

Lily looked at Lupine, beckoning him to explain for herself.

"We just said a few words..." Lupine said lightly.

Lily looked around suspiciously, but found no trace of the curse, and said, "Why are you stuck here talking?"

"I just said a few more words when I met him, how can it be called 'blocking'?" Black called Qu.

Lily looked at the expressionless Wen Xin, then at the innocent Potter, and asked, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of bloodline and magical power." Potter cut off the conversation before Wen Xin could speak.

Wen Xin curled her lips, she was really not interested in playing school violence with the children, and said, "You talk, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, she calmly floated past the group of four.

After Lily came, Potter's eyes were glued to Lily's body, for the sake of Potter's reputation, Black held back his anger and watched Wen Xin leave in front of him arrogantly.Seeing that the good show was over, the Slytherins also went back to their respective homes, preparing to sort out what happened today and create some chatter after dinner.Gryffindor infighting, is there anything more exciting than this?

Wen Xin is actually not as chic as everyone thinks, and she is also quite aggrieved.Faced with such a scene, what Wen Xin hopes most is to become a Dharma God and kill the Quartet, so that these dead children will shout long live.Well, it's really unrealistic, Wen Xin is just flirting.

"Are you in the system?" Wen Xin sat in the library and quietly called the system.

"Yes~" The system twisted its waist and appeared in front of Wen Xin.

Wen Xin stared at the maid outfit on the system with black lines, and said, "Don't challenge my lower limit of aesthetics, okay?" killed.

"Don't human beings dress like this? I read that all the women in the book are dressed like this?" The system looked at Wen Xin in confusion.

"Throw away those 18n things of yours to my old lady! Hundan!" Wen Xin gritted her teeth, and squeezed out a few words, "First dress according to my style, and when I get back, I will buy you a clothing magazine Can't you?"

"Okay~" The system responded with a smile, and then asked suspiciously: "What is 18n?"

"To shut up!"

After being silent for a while, Wen Xin remembered that she hadn't said why she asked the system to come out, so she was interrupted by this guy and forgot.

"I almost forgot, I have something to ask you. How can I improve my magic power? With the current situation, let alone an 'o (excellent)', it would be nice to have an 'a (pass)'." After Wen Xin finished speaking, she watched The zipper that appeared on the system's mouth held its forehead sadly, and added, "You can talk now."

"Actually, the effect of a spell is determined by two aspects," the system began to educate Wen Xin. "First, it is determined by the user's magic power. I believe you have experienced it. The second is determined by the control power of magic power. Control power The higher it is, the less magic power is lost during the spell use. In terms of magic power, I can lend you a little thing to temporarily convert the sacred energy on your body into magic power." After the system finished speaking, it took out a royal blue ring and said, "I advise you not to be too optimistic. The conversion rate of your use of this thing is about 10:3. That is to say, 10 parts of holy energy is converted into 3 parts of magic power. Of course, this is related to your control power. Improve your control power and conversion rate It will also improve. So in the end, it is still necessary to improve control.”

Wen Xin took a look at the ring and asked, "Then how to improve the control?"

The system smiled evilly and said, "Good question."

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In November, Britain has already entered winter, and the temperature at night is below 10 degrees.Wen Xin struggled to get out of the black lake, gasping for breath, and couldn't help shivering as soon as the night wind blew past.

"That's right, it's 10 seconds longer than last time." On the rocks on the shore of the system, he said with a smile.

"Aren't you really trying to retaliate?" Wen Xin cast a quick-drying spell.

"Look, don't you know how to use quick-drying spells?" the system said innocently.

Well, it is indeed quite effective, although the method is a bit perverted.As the saying goes, if you don't explode under oppression, you will pervert under oppression, so Wenxin perverted.

In fact, the method of the system is also very simple. Let Wenxin let the sacred energy penetrate the body to form a protective film. Why does Wenxin need to control the flow of energy while meditating and recovering, so as to prolong the existence of the protective film as much as possible.In order to increase the pressure, the system locked Wenxin to the bottom of the Black Lake, and released her when the system thought it had reached the limit.

Choking on water is trivial, and coma due to lack of oxygen is common... What is consoling is that there is still a trend of proportionality between effort and gain.

"It's just getting better." Wen Xin collapsed on the stone, coughing up two mouthfuls of water, "I feel like I'm similar to Neville."

"Longbottom?" The system glanced at Wen Xin up and down, "Has your self-confidence exploded again?"

"...Get out!" Wen Xin was exhausted and didn't have the heart to argue with the system, so she had to crawl back to the dormitory to rest before dawn.