trainer at hogwarts

Chapter 125

(In the American background of Fantastic Beasts, people who do not understand magic are called No-Majs, but the situation in South America does not seem to be mentioned, so I will just call them Muggles, which is slightly nicer.)

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Virginia looked at the composite magic pattern suspended in the air and felt dizzy. She glanced at the other companions around the table with her peripheral vision. Edgar and Alma lowered their heads to read without even making eye contact. Maxwell continued to write on the paper. Writing and drawing, not knowing what he was writing, Morris lowered his head to study the contents of the book.

Virginia, alone.

The professor on the podium looked at Virginia with a smile, and the students around him also looked at Virginia secretly.

This feels so bad!

Virginia poked Morris with her elbow and whispered: "You were born as a Muggle, so you should know a little bit about this."

Morris: "???"

"Hey, hey, there's nothing you can do about it. The professor said he studied Muggle studies, but I really don't know much about Muggles..." Virginia said.

Morris had a black line on his head: "What are you talking about? When have you ever seen Muggles research magic patterns?"

"...That seems to be the case." Virginia scratched her head irritably, "Oh, take a look first, maybe there is a way."

Morris sighed, took out a piece of parchment, drew the magic pattern on the parchment, then opened the book and started studying the textbook.

Calculate the maximum power it can exert?

Well, this basic magic pattern can release fireballs, and then connected together, it becomes a string of fireballs. No, seven connected together become a big fireball. Hey, isn't this just a simple algebra problem? Just put it in and calculate it and you will know... Why did I find this thing difficult before? Oh, it seems like I didn’t attend the class, so that’s okay.

Morris pushed the calculated results to Virginia. Poor Virginia shivered in the eyes of the entire classroom for a while, and finally waited for the life-saving parchment.

"Professor, you can deal with half a giant dragon! Ah... half? A giant dragon???"

Virginia read the answer quickly and was shocked by the answer.

"Yes, the normal answer is that the maximum power of this magic pattern can defeat half a giant dragon." The professor said, "But this statement is not very accurate, so the most correct answer is to cripple a giant dragon! That... …”

"Professor, my name is Maurice Hill."

"Excellent, Mr. Hill. I heard the principal praise your talent, but I didn't expect it to be true." The professor praised.

Morris was a little embarrassed: "Ah...thank you, Professor." It was really just a very simple algebra question. I think even the second graders in elementary school could write erudite papers.

"Does Mr. Hill do any research on Muggles?" the professor asked with interest. "I have communicated with some Muggles before, and they are very good at calculations."

Morris said: "Well, Professor, my parents are both Muggles."

The professor looked at Morris with admiration, and then said excitedly: "That's it! No wonder your calculations are so good, better than the senior students. Can you tell me about the research on arithmetic in the Muggle world? I have wanted to learn about this area for a long time, but I have never had the time or found the right person..."

Morris stared blankly at the eloquent professor, speechless for a while.

Here, everyone is talkative?

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"Ah... little Morris is so awesome. At first we thought we could lead you because you didn't have anyone to form a team with, but we didn't expect you to lead us now." Edgar said with emotion.

Alma smiled and nodded: "Yes, if other people knew about it, they would definitely envy us. You must not know that the little female snake came to me before and told me that we brought an oil bottle!"

Morris: "..."

Feeling offended.

"Little female snake?" Virginia wondered.

"She is a sixth grader from Slytherin. She is very annoying, so I call her Little Snake." Alma pulled Virginia Cope, "That woman is really not a good thing. She relies on the same face every day. It’s so colorful, it’s so disgusting just to look at it!”

"Mobeca is just a bit arrogant." Maxwell whispered in Morris's ear, "They used to be very good friends, but unfortunately they became like this due to some misunderstandings."

Oh...the war between girls.

Morris noticed Edgar's wry smile and looked at Alma helplessly.

Tsk, damn love.

"I suddenly have hope for our mission." Seeing Alma chattering away at Virginia with some strange knowledge, Edgar decisively changed the subject, "I think Maurice can lead us to success!"

Morris' legs softened and he almost knelt down.

Brother, what did you say? Don't be so scary, okay? No, this is not just a matter of being scary, it's also very good!

Virginia's attention was quickly diverted: "Hey, what a great idea! I support Maurice!"

Maxwell has no objection: "I think Morris can bring us luck."

Morris: "???"

Brother, don't install some weird flags for me!

"Maurice, how much do you know about magical beasts?" Maxwell asked.

I don’t know much about magical animals, but I know more about Pokémon. Morris sighed. He didn’t expect that the seemingly silly brother would be the most reliable one in the team.

Morris: "Only what's in the textbook. Before Castiel Blues, I asked fourth graders to borrow their third grade textbooks, and that was it."

"That's a bit troublesome." Maxwell said, "Let's make some arrangements first. Edgar, I, and Irma will go for a walk in the surrounding rainforest after class to see if there are any targets. Then Maurice, You and Virginia go to the library to check out the habits of the magical animals here and how to deal with them."

Edgar said readily: "I have no problem."

Alma nodded: "Me too."

Virginia: "Although I don't like going to the library very much, it's okay if little Maurice is with me."

Morris: "I can do that, but today I have something to do with Professor McGonagall. By the way, do you know where Professor McGonagall is? I haven't seen her at all since class."

Edgar held his forehead: "Maurice, are you really...Professor McGonagall has to teach the students here during the day? If you are looking for it, you can go to the faculty office at the corner of the third floor at noon. There is Professor McGonagall's temporary office." Office."

"Okay, thank you."

"Virginia, you go to the library to look up information today, and we will go to the rainforest after class in the afternoon." Maxwell ended the impromptu meeting simply.

"ok!"

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"Thanks to you, otherwise we would still be a mess." Edgar and Maxwell walked arm in arm.

The corner of Maxwell's mouth twitched: "I don't know yet. You two spend so much time together every day. Do you really think you are going on a trip?"

"Hehehe." Edgar smiled sheepishly, "But our goal hasn't been set yet."

Maxwell: "So we are splitting up now, hoping to find a magical animal that we know a little bit about and is easy to deal with. Birds and snakes are too difficult..."