Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

Seeing the sky getting dark, Ron immediately took out the power bank.

"Pay the public food, pay the public food..." Ron shouted loudly.

Remind the two friends who are studying that it’s time to go to bed.

Hermione looked at him with a puzzled expression.

You seem to be talking dirty, but I have no proof.

It always felt like the other person was saying something strange, but there was nothing strange in the words.

The three of them immediately took their own magic storage crystals and injected them with magic power.

This is a custom-made magic prop that Ron specially ordered from Voldemort after he felt that his magic power was wasted yesterday.

Can store the magic power of dozens of adult wizards.

Voldemort seemed to understand Ron's thoughts

Because the three wizards belong to the inspiration group, it is a bit difficult to make some props when there is no inspiration.

Ron thought, how about collecting the unused magic power on weekdays, and then take it all out and use it together when it is needed.

If you consume your magic power to the point of overdraft, you will feel more at ease when you sleep.

Well... I just feel very tired and tired.

I woke up until dawn.

Hermione seemed to think this method was good too.

Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy.

So now they make it a habit.

On weekdays, he maintains himself, consumes a certain amount of magic power, and is in a state of recovery and good spirits.

When I go to bed at night, I pour all my magic into it and become very tired.

Then I woke up until dawn.

Looking at the two people who were getting tired, Harry and Hermione waved their hands: "Goodbye, good night..."

Hermione smiled and responded: "Good night, you two..."

After sending Hermione away, Ron waved his wand, and each mature tool automatically began to clean up the environment at home.

Ron suddenly clicked on a relatively narrow place.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully.

A layer of dust is looming.

"Tsk...have you cleaned it up?! There's so much dust here!" he asked angrily.

The broom that he moved seemed to be frightened, and looked up at Ron tremblingly.

Ron sighed, what could he do?

“Scourgify【Cleaned up】”

All the dust and stains in the small gaps in the house disappeared.

Looking up at his broom and other tools stiffly, Ron asked in a deep voice: "What are you looking at?! Keep cleaning!"

The broom nodded and continued to sweep...

In fact, if there is anything that can be cleaned...

Ron felt that... he had almost cleaned himself up.

But I felt it would be cleaner to let them clean it themselves, so I ordered them to continue cleaning.

Each book jumped up on its own, and walked to the bookcase to arrange it.

The messy papers flew up by themselves and were folded one by one.

Ron lay on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Same goes for Harry.

……

Ron found himself immersed in endless darkness.

It seems that I find myself walking through a strange tunnel.

"We're here..." A lively voice sounded.

Then they burst out of the tunnel.

Looking out at the smoky world in the air, he heard the sounds ring out.

"Here...hahahaha...this is a chaotic place full of opportunities!..."

……

The light in the dream flashed away, and then he slowly opened his eyes and found that in front of him was an extremely shining silver-white palace.

"Are you awake?..."

A vicissitudes of voice slowly sounded: "How long have I... been asleep?..."

Changing the perspective, Ron found that above the silver palace, a calm voice slowly came from a huge armor.

He could clearly tell that it was this kind of armor that was making the sound.

"Over 200 years..."

The armor's voice was calm, with a hint of indifference.

The wording was respectful from the beginning, but it did not reveal even a hint of respect.

"Why... wake me up?..."

The voice of vicissitudes of life carries a deep and helpless sigh.

"The Lord... wants to use you..."

……

Open your eyes.

Ron calmed down the ups and downs in his heart that he didn't know why.

Slowly sit up.

Another strange dream.

In the magical world, dreams have very peculiar representations.

There are various forecast functions.

Ron mused.

But before he could react, the memories in his mind were quickly disappearing.

"What...dreamed about?..." Ron asked in surprise.

He always felt that his dreams seemed a little different.

After all, he had experienced some strange dreams that ordinary people had in their 30 years of life before traveling through time.

But the dreams he had now made him feel a little strange.There was an impulse in his heart that told him that these dreams were very important, but he didn't know why.

The brain is like a cleaning machine, constantly deleting things.

In just two minutes of sage time, almost everything was forgotten in my mind.

Taking out his pen, Ron gritted his teeth and recorded the last scene and sound he remembered.

Silver-white palace, armor.

"Picture?" Ron thought anxiously.

The hand is writing.

tour

He thought suspiciously.

What does it mean?what language?

Is that really what I heard?

Could it be that what I heard was two (number two)?

After pondering for a while, there was no answer.

……

"Good morning..." A red-haired Weasley suddenly jumped out.

It seemed like she wanted to scare him.

Ron responded with a calm smile: "Good morning, my brother... And you..." He turned around and smiled and greeted the other Weasley who was standing next to him secretly.

"Wow...how did you find me?" George or Flanders asked in surprise.

Ron shrugged: "I don't know, just a gut feeling..."

With a smile: "Where have you been these past few days?"

"How about going to study some interesting things? Do you want to take a look? Maybe you can buy some, after all, you are a prefect." Weasley, who was behind Ron, smiled and took out something like a red crystal.

Ron took out three Jin Jialong: "I bought it, tell me what it is? What does it do?"

He trusted his two older brothers who were famous for their antics.

To be honest, Ron has been afraid to talk to other Weasleys because he hurt Charlie recently for his own reasons.

There is a feeling of guilt.

Now that someone comes over and takes the initiative to chat with me, they will naturally not be far away from each other.

And the twins did disappear for a while.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been around when Ron developed the amplifying rod.

The twins' eyes lit up.

Grab the gold coins in one handful.

"I think you won't be disappointed." As he said this, Gemini took out two crystals, both of which were pink.

Gently placed it in Ron's hand.

Then they smiled and said to Ron: "Watch it." After that, they took out a crystal and shook it hard.

A pink light emerged from the pink crystal, which stung the person unable to open his eyes, wrapped around the two of them, and then melted away, and the two of them disappeared in front of Ron.

At the same time, all the little wizards present turned pink.

What should I say?It's not just pink on the screen, it's more...well, pink in a magical sense.

Ron asked curiously: "Where are you?"

The two appeared dozens of meters away, then they looked at each other and clapped each other's hands vigorously.

They are also a shade of pink now.

"Oh, you look so girly~" Flanders or George complained.

The other Weasley immediately shyly pinched his voice and said, "Oh, you too~"

Then he burst out laughing.

As long as it's not me who's embarrassed, it's someone else who's embarrassed.

If others are not embarrassed, then it is a perfect effect.

"Don't worry, everyone, the effect of this prop will disappear after 10 minutes." They said with a smile.

Ron nodded: "So in addition to blinding people's eyes and causing magic staining, this prop can also teleport over short distances?" He felt a very satisfied feeling.

At least buying it in units of Jin Jialong is definitely not a loss.

The two Weasleys looked at each other and smiled widely.

"Yes! Regarding the color, some adjustments are needed, because the color of the psychedelic juice used is pink, so there is no way to modify it during this period. I believe that in the near future, various colors will be available to choose from. ." They said happily.

In fact, they make quite a lot of these messy gadgets.

They also have talent in this direction.

Generally, if these props fail in the hands of others, they will be completely discarded, but if they fail, they can think of some ways to use them.

And I got some new inspiration from the failed utilization.

Hardworking and thrifty.

It's a pity that there is no money.

Fortunately, their creativity was recognized by some young wizards.

In such a world, their research talents are more or less mixed with some practical magical effects.

Ron was very excited and asked if there were any other props besides this thing.

After hearing what they quoted, Ron excitedly chose to buy it.

He always felt that he would never be too peaceful.