Conquering the Heavens: Beginning at Hogwarts

Chapter 50 Pan De's Studying Life ([-]) (Modified)

Hagrid's hut has not changed much from the one in the original book. If there is any change, it is that one dragon has become two.

"Where did you get the dragon?"

The corners of Hermione's eyes twitched, her expression ugly.

But Pendor was very excited.

"Oh ho ho ho, that's nice, Hagrid, what kind of dragon is this?"

"Norwegian Ridgeback and Hungarian Horntail, two cranky little things."

Pendor and Hagrid played eagerly with the dragon.

Hagrid loves it, while Pender can feel the strong fire element. Under the influence of the heart of the element, the closer to the place where the element is rich, the happier he feels.

And those two dragons were very close to Pendor.

Even their meaningless calls, Pendor can understand a little.

Looking at the two of them having fun with the dragon, Hermione felt that she might be the only one who knew the wizard's law.

"Don't you know that raising dragons without permission is against the law?"

Hermione got up and closed the curtains, opened the door and looked out, and came back to ask the two in a low voice after confirming that no one was there.

"What's the matter?" Pender looked at Hagrid.

Hagrid faltered, but nodded anyway.

"Where did you get that?" Hermione asked again.

Hagrid didn't want to say it at first, but under the pressure of Hermione and Pender's eyes, he still spoke.

"Okay. I won a drink with someone in the tavern, and the guy asked me if I wanted some rare magical animals, you know, I like these little guys"

"Who is that guy?"

"I don't know him, he's wearing a black robe."

"Wait, black robe?" Pender and Hermione looked at each other, realizing something was wrong, and Hagrid opened his mouth, thinking of this.

"Did he ask you anything?"

"He and I talked about magical animals, and then I drank too much, so I told him that I have a big dog named Mao Mao, and I will fall asleep when I listen to music--bad."

Hagrid was dumbfounded, "I actually told him."

"What?" Hermione frowned, not understanding what Hagrid was talking about.

"Maomao is the guard on the fourth floor. It is guarding the Philosopher's Stone. If someone knows that it will fall asleep listening to music, then that's it."

Hagrid suddenly shivered, got up and pushed Pendor and Hermione out, "You guys shouldn't know this, I will hide these two little guys now, you have to go back to class."

"Don't tell anyone what you heard today, it's confidential!" Hagrid said to Pender and Hermione very seriously, then closed the door and walked into the Forbidden Forest with the two dragons.

"The Sorcerer's Stone? What's that?" Hermione looked at Pender curiously.

Pan De spread his hands, "I don't know, don't care about our business, let's go, go back to class."

Pendra led Hermione to the castle, he didn't want Hermione to get involved in these matters.

Although Pender didn't remember the original book very clearly, he still knew the general plot of the first book. In the end, Harry faced Voldemort and a professor head-on!
Although it's a story kill, Hermione doesn't have the ability to kill Voldemort by story, so it's better to ignore it, it's too dangerous.

Pan De recalled the battle with the black-robed man in the Forbidden Forest. The continuous killing curse that ignored the consumption of mana was not something ordinary people could do.
Even Pandor himself, with the magic pattern and the heart of the element, can only cast the Killing Curse three times in a row, and that black-robed man can handle it with ease.

Hermione obediently let Pende hold her. Although she was very curious about this matter, since Pande said so, let's ignore it. Well, it's always okay to check.

Time passed quickly, and it was the first weekend of the second semester in a blink of an eye.

The training plans for Harry, Ron and the others had already come down, and Pendor and Hermione decided to help them implement them next week, giving them a holiday for the first two days.

This Saturday, according to Pender's schedule, he had to take an advanced course in herbal medicine in the morning.

Coming to the greenhouse, Professor Spoutlaw was pruning the potion.

"Good morning Professor."

"Oh, Pan De, come here quickly, you have a lot to memorize today, take good notes, I will check before get out of class ends."

Professor Sputrow was very happy, because Pender did very well in the exam last semester, ranking first in the whole grade, No. 2 was Hermione.

In fact, Pendor has a very high opinion of the Hogwarts professors, and Hermione is the same as him.

Except for his poor memory, Pender has almost no shortcomings, and he has strong hands-on ability. It was Pender who helped Sputrow tidy up the greenhouse last semester.

Hermione's hands-on ability is poor, but her memory is much better than that of Pendor, and she often draws inferences from one instance, and her spellcasting talent is not weaker than Pendor's.

Both of them are the objects of attention of the professors, and the professors are very happy when they often study together.

May I ask, who doesn't like good students who are eager to learn, have healthy competition, and can't learn bad things?
"This is a mandrake. Yes, be careful. I repot them every day. Now that you're here, I can finally relax."

"Remember the core, the cry of the mandrake is deadly enough for a little wizard, but it can undo petrification, not the petrification of the petrification spell, but the petrification from magical animals."

"This is the Linghu narcissus, which has extremely high requirements on water quality, and is the main material of the magic enhancement potion."

The whole morning passed quickly, Pan De had indeed learned a lot, but also forgot a lot.

Fortunately, Sputrow knew this, not only asked Pender to take notes, but also organized an extra copy for Pender.

noon.

Pan De ate with a bitter face while whispering about the things in the notebook.

Hermione was listening, correcting Pendor's mistakes from time to time.

"The mandrake needs to be transferred every day, and the roots must not be damaged. You must pay attention to it. What's the matter?"

"Protect your ears, the little wizard can't bear the scream of the mandrake."

"Oh yes. Linghu narcissus, the water needs to be changed every day, and the branches and leaves must be pruned. Guaranteed hiss. Guaranteed"

"Ensure that the flower buds in the middle are fully exposed to the sun."

Hermione stroked her forehead helplessly, "Why don't you remember any of this?"

Pan Demo remained silent. He felt that he was sick. This was no longer a question of talent, but a question of IQ.

I can't always remember these things. I have read and written dozens of times, and I still have impressions in my mind, but when I recall them, they will always be inexplicably cut off, as if something has been blocked.

But I used Vayatlan's soul magic to search, but I couldn't find the slightest problem, and my soul and brain were all normal.

"Uh this"

"Yo~"

"Isn't this our lady know-it-all's obedient little pet, Mr. Bad Memory? What, you're being trained again? This doesn't look like a Slytherin. Why do you listen to this little girl so much?"

A haughty voice sounded behind the two of them.

The owner of the voice is a sixth-year Slytherin student, Marce Carrow, a member of the 24 pure-blood family.

When Voldemort was in power, he sent the heir of the family to assist Voldemort, and then lied that he was under the Imperius Curse when Voldemort fell.

Although the current Jinkaluo family has basically declined, they still retain their pure-blood pride, and they have some commercial resources, and they have some status in the UK and internationally.

Marcea's tone was very strange, he was not only mocking Pendor, but also slapping Hermione.

Marseille brought a bunch of fifth-grade students to find fault, under the instigation of Mander, and some seventh-grade guy stood behind him.

"Miss Know-It-All, after you conquered Pender with your face, but you will never extinguish the flame in the boy's heart, leave quickly, we all know that you tied Pender with some nasty things."

"Pender, you should be with some powerful people, not a bitch wizard who relies on face"

Pender ignored the guy's chatter, and just silently glanced at Hermione.

And Hermione just lowered her head, but the clenched fist showed her dislike for this nickname and these rumors.

Pan De didn't know it all the time, and the intimacy between the two made many people jealous.

The boys of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are jealous that Pendor can study with the beautiful Hermione.Girls are jealous that Hermione can be with the excellent Pendor.

Of course, the students in these three colleges are all fine, no matter if they are boys or girls, they are just a little envious, and the one who is really jealous is Slytherin.

These guys hated Pendor very much, not only because the fellow practitioners in Pendor's fourth house did not have contact with Slytherin students, but also because Pendor and Harry were good friends.

As we all know, the Potter family made great contributions in the battle to eliminate the mysterious man.

There is also language that says the Potters represent hope.

Slytherin mainly attacked Pendor and Harry, and Hermione just got hurt.

despite this.

They still gave it an ugly nickname, "Miss Opportunity", and some precocious bastard changed the meaning of the word "Miss" to humiliate Hermione.

Pendor really didn't know these things, because these things were blocked by Hermione and Harry.

When Hermione noticed that the girls in Slytherin had contacted Pendor intentionally or unintentionally, she didn't really care about it.

But these girls always hinted at Pender intentionally or unintentionally, and they didn't care to tell Pender something about pure blood.Although Pender ignored them, Hermione was still afraid that Pender would be bewitched, so she stepped forward to block them.

Regarding this matter, Pender himself found it very interesting, especially watching these little guys jumping up and down, it was very interesting.

Harry blocked the provocations of the younger Slytherin students, which is why Harry was always punished.

"Did you not rinse your mouth after eating in the toilet? I thought I shot twice, and there would be no more mentally handicapped troubles. Who knew there would be more. You have been with Voldemort for a long time, and you have become fools." Yet?"

Pendor was so angry that he didn't keep his own caution, and directly said Voldemort's name, and replied to Marseille.

Marse was stunned, he didn't expect that Pender dared to say that person's name, didn't he know that person would sense it?

And with all the blunt swearing, are you sure you're that elegant Pender Augustus?

Pender ignored him, gently grabbed Hermione's hand and said, "If you are dissatisfied with these things, you can tell me, there is no need to hold them back alone, and they say you are a vase, can you bear it?"

Hermione looked up, just in time to see Pendor blinking at her, and then gave Pendor a blank look, but felt better.

"Let them see it for a while. I've practiced with you for so long. It's more than enough to beat a few ignorant fifth-year wizards~"

Pender stretched out his left hand to hold Hermione's right hand, and the magic power flowed into Hermione's body along the magic lines.

It was temporary, but enough for Hermione to do whatever she wanted with what she had learned during this time.

Hermione felt the influx of magic power, which she had never felt before. It was very warm and comfortable.

But she knew now was not the time to savor it, for the magic was fading fast.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Although Pendor said it casually, Hermione was very relieved for no reason.

She stood up, drew her wand—

The flames were blazing, and the tables and chairs in the entire auditorium, including those provocateurs, were all flying freely in the air, dancing with the flames.

After that day, in the entire Hogwarts, no one dared to say that Hermione was a vase. Everyone remembered the superb skills and majestic magic power—just like remembering Pendor's powerful.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

"The only two good students in the school openly attacked their classmates in the auditorium, and even released the dangerous flame spell, suddenly falling on the ceiling for an hour!"

McGonagall is very angry, that is, Hermione is no longer a student of her college, otherwise she will definitely deduct 50 points this time - no, 100 points!
"I don't think they did anything wrong." Snape stood there, shaking slightly. Although Pender and Hermione couldn't see his face, they could clearly feel that he was very happy.

"It's a very bad thing to blatantly slander, even if it's done inappropriately."

Snape's voice turned a corner, obviously what he just wanted to say was not these four words, but something else.

"Severus is right, those little guys should be taken care of! If it wasn't for Pender's speed last time, poor little Hermione would probably have already." Sputrow's face was full of pity. Teacher, of course you know how dangerous it is.

And the reason why McGonagall was angry was not because Hermione attacked her classmates, but because of their recklessness. This is not a good habit, and it is not the first time!
".You two go to the confinement room to reflect. This week, Hagrid and I will go to the Forbidden Forest to patrol again. I hope you can reflect on it. It's really annoying-you are provoking each other and quarreling with each other. You really do everything except study!"

Mag left cursing, she was going to make an announcement.

"I feel the same way. Although it was a bit reckless, no one was injured."

Flitwick came out to smooth things over and comforted Pendor and Hermione.

After all, McGonagall, Snape, and Sputrow have given face so much, so he has to show it anyway.

And McGonagall was also trying to excuse Hermione and Pender when she was angry, so as not to let the situation develop outside the school.

Now that the school has already dealt with the offending student and defined the incident as a failure of provocation or a quarrel among classmates, then the parents have no reason to interfere, right?

With their heads down, Pender and Hermione came out of the principal's room with a particularly depressed look, and left without looking at Marce and the others waiting outside.

"Dean—"

Snape came out of the headmaster's room, and when he saw these guys, he suddenly lost his temper. He raised Marseille and said, "Remember, you are very embarrassed this time. You can't beat others if you provoke others. Face complaint, Slytherin's face is lost to you!

go back!See how I deal with you in the future!You have discredited your family!roll! "

Marseille and the others fled away, while Snape looked at the backs of Pendor and Hermione, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

The boy is smart enough.

(End of this chapter)