time at hogwarts

Although others thought Magos was punishing Thorny, he knew that he was just conducting an experiment.

The results of the experiment made him very excited. In their eyes, his continuous floating spell was very unstable, but he could clearly feel that his control ability was much more stable than when he first used this spell.

'It turns out that after drinking that tea, some kind of stimulation is needed to bring out those effects. It's great. ’ He suppressed the excitement in his heart, put the thorn back into the cage, and at the same time locked the door with a small toy lock he brought.

"I'm going out." Magos left these words and hurried out of the dormitory.

"Harry, Ron, come here." Magos called the two of them to him.

"Do you still remember the last time we went to Hagrid and Hagrid's tea?"

Harry thought for a moment and nodded.

"Are you talking about that bad tea?" Ron asked uncertainly.

Magos nodded, uncontrollable joy on his face. "Do you remember what he said?" Harry and Ron shook their heads.

He glanced at them helplessly, "Didn't Hagrid say last time that Dumbledore thought this tea could improve the stability of magic power, remember. He also said that Dumbledore would often ask him for some tea like this."

"Yes, I remembered, that's what he said at the time. What's wrong?" Ron nodded first and then looked at him doubtfully.

"I know how that tea can stabilize magic power." He said excitedly, and then with a smile on his face, he was ready to receive the admiring eyes and incredulous cheers of the two people.

However………

"Oh." Ron's.

"What is stabilizing magic?" Harry looked at him curiously, "Can it increase magic?"

Looking at the dull expressions of the two of them, Magos suddenly felt that he was playing the piano to an ox, and he felt the pain of trying his best but failing on the cotton.

"Can't increase magic power." He returned angrily.

"Oh." Harry felt that his mood changed really quickly.

"What's the use..." Ron looked at him with a look that seemed to say he was wasting his time and then continued: "Are you fighting wizards? They have already started playing. There are just three of us."

"No, I won't play." He resisted the urge to vomit blood. "But Ron, do you really not understand or do you pretend not to understand? And even if Harry doesn't understand you, a pure-blood wizard, he doesn't understand what I mean?"

Ron looked at Magos in confusion, who was a bit jealous of iron. "Know what?"

"The stability of magic power."

"What's the use of that?"

"I...forget it, forget it, forget it if you don't understand." Magos felt so tired. Is it because the original magic world itself didn't pay attention to this or Ron didn't understand too much...

"Come with me." He led the two of them to the lounge.

"Let me tell you this. All wizards know that the stronger the magic power, the better. Just like Principal Dumbledore, there are almost no people with stronger magic power than him. But do you know that the control of magic power is also very important? .”

"I know." Ron. "How can you release the magic spell if you can't control your magic power well?"

"Okay, as long as you know magic power control, the magic power stability I just mentioned is a higher level than magic power control." Looking at the two people in a daze, Magos finally felt a little proud.

"As Ron asked just now, the stability of magic power cannot increase the magic power, but he has a characteristic that no matter how strong the magic power is, it cannot be compared."

"What characteristics?" Harry felt inexplicably superior.

"Using the petrification of everything as an analogy, you all know this curse. When the magic power is not high, it can immobilize people. When the magic power is high, it can turn people with low magic resistance into stone. The person hit by this spell can neither move nor speak, right?"

Harry and Ron nodded. This spell was explained by Professor Quirrell in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and everyone knew it.

"Okay, now the question is, if I use this spell, I just want to immobilize or petrify a person's legs..."

"That's impossible." Harry and Ron interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"Why is it impossible?" Magos looked at the two of them with interest, and Harry hesitated and couldn't explain.

"Wouldn't this spell become a leg-locking spell?" Ron, who knew more spells after all, thought about it and questioned.

"Yes, the leg-locking spell immobilizes a person's legs so they can't move. But what I'm talking about now is the spell that turns them all to stone. You all think it's impossible, right?"

Harry and Ron nodded firmly without thinking.

Magos asked them happily.

"What if I control the magic power only on the legs of the person being hit?"

Harry glanced at Ron and found that he was also confused.

"Magos, I've never heard of anyone being able to control this spell only on their legs. In fact, it's simply impossible." Ron's father is also from the Department of Magic after all.

, I still have some clarity on some strange issues.

"Yes, this is impossible, so what I want to say now is that the magic power is stable. If I can stabilize every bit of magic power in my body, then can I do it?" Magos, who was immersed in fantasy, had no idea at all. I know how difficult and naive his idea is.He forgot that as the magic power increased, Qilaoer's thorns would soon lose their effectiveness.Moreover, the pain of being stabbed by magic power will increase exponentially as the magic power becomes stronger.

"How is it possible that someone can stabilize every bit of magic in his body?" Harry had taken magic classes for a few months and knew that this was impossible.

"Maybe we can do this if we use Hagrid's tea and thorns." Magos smiled confidently.

"Tea? Thorny?" Ron looked at him like a mentally ill person.

"Yes, we didn't feel anything when we drank Hagrid's tea. Even when we used the magic spell, we didn't feel anything special." He glanced at them and then said, "That's because we didn't find the right method."

"What method?" Harry suddenly had an uneasy thought.

Magos smiled. "Trickster."

"Trickster?" Harry looked at him in fear, he seemed to have guessed.

"What does it have to do with Thorny?" Ron asked in confusion, looking at Harry who looked frightened.

"Remember after you were stabbed, I asked you if you felt anything else besides pain." Ron nodded.

"Because if you drink Hagrid's tea first and then get pricked by the thorn, besides the pain, you will also feel soreness, numbness, itching and other other sensations. And when you feel those sensations, your magic power will increase steadily."

"Is it that simple?" Ron looked at him in disbelief.

"It's that simple. Do you want to try it?" Magos showed a sinister smile like a wolf.

"But it will hurt." Ron hesitated.

"Don't worry. It won't hurt that much. Didn't I just say that there are other feelings, and they will neutralize your pain." Magos explained hurriedly, and then looked at Harry inquiringly.

Harry felt horrified when he saw Magos's smile. When he looked at himself, he shook his head repeatedly.He said that since Ron wanted to try it, let him try it, and he would talk about it later.

Ron looked at the two people who were looking at him and wanted to refuse but was too embarrassed to say it. He said in his heart, just give it a try.

Magos and the others returned to the dormitory. The others were already fighting fiercely, and no one asked them what they were doing out there.

Magos made tea and handed it to Ron. Ron took it slowly as if looking at poison and drank it carefully.When he finished drinking and looked at the cage with the assassin being brought over, he couldn't help but push it back.

"Then what... Magos... I think it's better not to try it... I just thought about it and you guessed what you said. If you don't feel anything else, you will suffer." Ron sneered and regretted. .

"Don't worry, I'm sure of it." Magos opened the cage and controlled the assassin to float out.

Looking at Ron, the assassin who was getting closer and closer to him, with a sad face, "Magos, I suddenly feel that it's okay to have stable magic power. I don't want to increase it, so let's forget it."

Looking at Ron who was so pitiful that he was about to cry, Magos was also a little confused. He didn't want to be known as a bully of minors.He sighed in disappointment, "Okay, since you don't dare, forget it."

When Ron heard this, the pimple on the tip of his nose seemed to turn a lot red. "Who said I'm afraid? I, I just don't want that stability." He nodded vigorously.

"Just be afraid. I won't look down on you. There's no need to explain." Magos sighed as if he hadn't heard.

"I told you, I'm not afraid." Ron's face turned red with anger.

"Okay. Okay, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll scare you into tears." Harry looked at the two of them dumbfounded, and held a moment of silence for Ron in his heart.

"Who said I was scared?" Ron yelled.

"Come on, stab me, I want you to see...Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Before Ron could finish his words, the assassin stabbed him in. Ron's shrill roar frightened the people who were still playing cards in the dormitory. All the cards were thrown away and everyone came running over in a hurry.

Magos shrugged at Harry who stared at him blankly, "What you heard was that he asked me to pierce it." Harry nodded stupidly.

"What happened again?" Dean ran over and asked.Harry stepped aside to let everyone else squeeze in.

"Why did Ron get stabbed again?" Neville looked at the floating assassin in fear.

"Oh, it's nothing. Ron accompanied me to do an experiment. Okay, now that the experiment is completed, do you want to try it too." Magos looked at the little wizards gathered together calmly.

When the little wizards heard this, they immediately stayed away from him and looked at him with the eyes of dark creatures.

Magos ignored these little kids who didn't know how to study greatness, and sent the thorny boy back to the cage again, looking expectantly at Ron, who was still wailing.

"Is he crying?" Seamus asked quietly, rubbing Harry with his fingers.

Harry nodded with difficulty. He was terrified now. Fortunately, Ron volunteered to try. If it were him... He shuddered involuntarily.