time at hogwarts

"What changed?" Parvati's delicate little face suddenly appeared in front of Magos.

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing. I just said it casually." Parvati frowned and was dissatisfied with this perfunctory statement, but she didn't ask any more questions and continued to ask him about the floating spell.

"Okay, students, that's it for today's class. Those who haven't mastered it yet can go back and ask the students who have already mastered it." As soon as Professor Flitwick finished speaking, the classroom became noisy like a vegetable market.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron crowded around Magos, who was not moving.

"Magos, why aren't you leaving?" Harry asked, looking at Magos who was still sitting calmly and not moving.

"You go ahead. Professor Flitwick asked me to stay and talk to me later."

"Okay, let's go there first, don't be late." Hermione seemed to want to ask him the question that suddenly appeared.

"By the way, Ron, did you float the feathers yourself?" Just as they were about to leave, Magos suddenly remembered that Ron seemed to have successfully floated the feathers.

"That's right." Ron smiled proudly after hearing this, "Harry only let the feathers leave the table when get out of class was about to end."

"How did you do it? Did you recite the right spell?" Magos was a little unbelievable. The original book said that he kept failing because he recited the wrong spell.

"Of course." Ron was dissatisfied with his suspicion. "How else could I make it fly."

He looked at Ron who was angry and couldn't ask any more questions. He shook his head and said that there was no problem and let them leave.

After everyone left the classroom, Professor Flitwick closed the door and looked at Magos with a smile.

Magos no longer hesitated and spoke out his thoughts.

Professor Flitwick looked at him in embarrassment, "To be honest, what you want to make is not very difficult, but the portkey is more troublesome. The Ministry of Magic monitors this very closely."

"Professor, wouldn't it be okay to set the coordinates in the school? There should be many Floo Internet cafes in the school. Just bind them to any point. And they should be rarely used." McGoss refused to give up. asked.

"Theoretically it's possible. Even if the Ministry of Magic wanted to check it, it would be difficult to find out. But you have to know that this is at school. If you make a door key with coordinates at the school, Principal Dumbledore will definitely know it, so You must ask for his permission before I can help you make this." Professor Flitwick is indeed the most talkative professor, and McGoss sold Dumbledore after a few words of begging, and McGoss also He was going to report his findings to the principal and see if he could get his permission. If it still didn't work, he would have to give up.He thought about it and felt that Professor Flitwick was right. If a portkey coordinates were set up in the school, it would be impossible for the principal not to know it. It would be as conspicuous as if you knocked a hole in someone else's house.

He asked Professor Flitwick to take him to the principal's office. There was no other way. The principal's office was not something you could just enter if you wanted. In addition to the necessary passwords, you also needed the principal's permission.Professor Flitwick was very happy that Magos didn't bother him, so he agreed without thinking.

"Magos, you haven't said what you want to make a magic prop for." The professor was a little curious on the way to the principal's office on the third floor.

Magos thought that if the principal agreed, he would take him to the secret room to set up the coordinates, so he told him everything about the Card Game.

Professor Flitwick glanced at him speechlessly, "After a long time, it turned out that you were the one who brought the playing cards. You are so brave, the principal even added a school rule for this." Magos smiled sarcastically, feeling a little uneasy. looked at Flitwick's attitude.

Looking at Magos, who was a little nervous, the professor laughed and said, "But that's Filch's business and has nothing to do with me. Tell me what you think about the magic cards."

Before they knew it, they arrived at the entrance to the corridor on the third floor, in front of a stone monster.

"The principal's office is right behind here. Sorbet Ball."

After Professor Flitwick spoke the command, the stone monster jumped aside as if it came to life. The wall behind it split in half, revealing a rising stone staircase.

"It's so cool. This is even more amazing than the diagonal entrance." The charm of magic is fascinating.

"This is much tighter than the diagonal line." The professor chuckled.After they walked into the wall, it closed up behind them just like the one in Diagon Alley.He and the professor walked up the stone stairs, which rose rapidly in circles.

"This is the same as the self-service escalator we have there. I didn't expect the magic world to have such a convenient thing." Magos sighed as he looked at the automatically rising stairs.

"Oh? There are also such stairs in the Muggle world?" Professor Flitwick was a little surprised.

"Yes, but it is a single straight rise, which is different from this kind of rotating rise. Although it is magical, this one makes me feel a little dizzy."

"You'll get used to it after you come a few times." The professor chuckled. "Muggle magic is also improving very quickly."

Magos smiled and did not answer. Not only was it fast, the technology in the next few years could simply be described as flying.It changes a lot every year, like some people who rarely go there once

Wizards of the world, what they see and hear will definitely give them the illusion that they are on the wrong set.

"Okay, we're here." He and the professor walked down the stairs and came to a polished oak door. Magos saw the griffon knocker on the door at the first sight, and his face suddenly dropped.Unlike his expression, Professor Flitwick looked very happy to see this.

"What did you think of the last Ravenclaw prank?"

Magos was stunned for a moment by the professor's sudden question, and then he thought that this was the headmaster of Ravenclaw. His thoughts were probably no different from those of those idle guys, so he immediately praised the Yingyuan without any moral integrity. .Professor Flitwick's smiling face scrunched up.

"That's right, that's right. It's rare that your college has such a long-term vision. You know that relying on force alone is useless. Brain is the most important thing." The professor looked like a coward who could be taught.Magos laughed hypocritically with him.

Professor Flitwick knocked on the knocker and the door opened, disappointing McGoss who wanted to hear about the problem in the Headmaster's office.

“Don’t the door knockers here have to answer questions?”

"If someone from Ravenclaw becomes the headmaster, he will need to answer questions." The person who answered him was not the professor next to him but Dumbledore in the office.

"Hello, Principal Dumbledore." McGoss quickly bowed his head and saluted without paying much attention to the furnishings in the office.

"You're welcome, Mr. Will, and Professor Flitwick, what's the matter with you coming to my place?" The principal's brisk tone made people feel comfortable.

"I came with Magos. He wanted to find you, so I brought him here." Professor Flitwick jumped up and sat on a chair.

"Oh? Mr. Will, what do you want from me?" Dumbledore turned his attention to Magos.

Magos raised his head and looked curiously at the principal's office. It was a spacious and bright circular room with several strange instruments buzzing and spinning on the table, spitting out bursts of smoke.On a partition behind the desk, Magos saw the tattered Sorting Hat from the beginning of school. His eyes lit up, but the next second Dumbledore blocked his view.Magos was a little nervous when he met Dumbledore's gaze. Although he wanted to ask the principal to let him chat with the Sorting Hat for a while, the purpose of coming today was more important.

"Mr. Principal, I would like your permission to place a portkey in the school."

"Portkey?"

"He actually wants to make the door key privately."

"Is he crazy?"

"Nowadays, freshmen dare to do this kind of thing? How crazy." Before Dumbledore could speak, the portraits of past principals behind him began to make a noise.

"Quiet, everyone." The principal's words are still very useful.All the portraits are quiet, pretending to sleep or turning their heads and pretending not to care.But any fool knows they are eavesdropping.

"Mr. Will, do you know the Ministry of Magic's requirements for portkeys?" Dumbledore's eyes became serious.

"I didn't know before, but Professor Flitwick told me later." Magos replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner.

"Then you still insist on a portkey?"

"Yes, Headmaster. I hope you agree."

"Then can you tell me what you need to know the portkey for?"

"This." He hesitated. He could tell anyone this, but it seemed that he couldn't tell the principal.

"Can't I even know the reason?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Mr. Headmaster, please forgive me. I really can't tell you this reason. If you don't agree, I won't ask Professor Flitwick to make the door key for me." Magos said with a wry smile.

The smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared, and he looked at Magos with a serious look. Magos was a little uneasy by his look and didn't know what he would say.The portraits at the back also look nervously at the expressionless principal.

After a few minutes, the principal returned to his cheerful expression. "If you can't say it, just don't say it. I agree."

Magos stared at the principal's happy face with wide eyes. After doing this for a long time, you kept making fun of me.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." McGoss thanked him seriously.

"It's nothing, but it's better to use the portkey less. Your magic power is too low and it will affect you."

"I know, I just made one without intending to use it."

"That's good. Is there anything else? If not, just go to class quickly. You're going to be late."

"there's one more thing."

Dumbledore was surprised. He didn't expect that this kid really thought that the principal was not the boss. Questions came one after another.

"It's like this, principal. I went to Hegner before and got a kind of tea. He told me what you said. I took it back and drank it a few times and felt that it had no effect. Later, an accidental encounter made me discover that it can be used. Something else brings out the effects of the tea.”

Dumbledore looked at him seriously now, becoming a little more interested.