Chapter 505 The Visitor Who Finally Arrived

"You've been very busy these days, Andrew," Hal looked at Andrew who had just returned and sighed, "I haven't seen you much this semester except for class time."

"It's not just class time, but I even skipped a few transformation courses," Kevin added in a low voice, "Did you have any new inventions?"

There is no new invention, the new punishment is about to be unlocked - Professor Flivie is too cruel.

"Not yet," Andrew collapsed on the bed. "But you, how did that target deal with it? Students from other schools will come in one week."

"Are you now?"

Hal took a breath of air conditioning, but then shook his head again, "But we didn't even touch your target."

"Then there is nothing to do, just follow Dumbledore's restrictions."

Andrew agreed while turning a comfortable angle, and his eyelids immediately began to heavier.

"Isn't there any hint... Andrew? Andrew?"

Hal shouted in confusion, and found no response.

He approached carefully, but found Andrew had fallen asleep at an unprecedented speed.

"Hell."

He left carefully, then gestured with his hands and whispered, "He fell asleep exhausted."

"Merlin's beard, so tired," Kevin shook his head. "I want to have those honors, no, even one-third, I feel like I won't work hard anymore-this game is really unfair, how come Andrew Don't have the right to participate? "

"Yes, I don't know what to do. So many seniors can't handle his curse. His strength can be said to be the strongest in our academy, but he was not qualified to participate..."

Sius joined the communication in a low voice, "Forget it, let's whisper, this guy is really, I really doubt something is chasing him, so why are you trying hard?"

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If Andrew could hear Sius’s question, he would have thought for a while.

But unfortunately, after completing the most difficult dream construction surgery, his original pressure disappeared and he was sleeping extremely sweetly at this moment.

The trouble caused by Lockhart has been suppressing him, especially after Professor Nina had to leave school, he felt that he had to come up with a solution.

Now, this method has finally come to light. But after the emergence of the magic world of the entertainment industry, most people would come to study it. At that time, even if no one was able to use it in the medical field, there would be a lot of references. data.

Looking at the benefits, maybe the treatment plan will come out earlier than the results of the Triumph Championship.

This is the best result he can do - without using the power of transforming techniques and other wizards through dreams, he really has no confidence in breaking the problem of the forgetting curse healing.

Even an outstanding graduate from Hogwarts, who tried to be a doctor in St. Mungo, had to study in the hospital for a long time. This thing is not something that can be reckless by inspiration and deformation.

Even the potion master Professor Snape dared not say that he could do school doctor jobs. Andrew Potion could only barely get an E-graduate level, but he dared not expect himself to become a well-known doctor all at once.

This awakening was six o'clock the next day.

Andrew got up from the bed, moved his muscles and bones in a low voice, feeling that he was alive.

‘I slept for about twelve hours? I'm a little hungry... Didn't I eat dinner? ’

He thought about it and confirmed that he had slept until now after sorting out the records.

‘Forget it, I don’t care anymore,’ he left the dormitory carefully. ‘I don’t know what surprise the professor wants to come out later. Anyway, it’s amazing to go to the astronomical tower together…’

He wrote the information and waited for his debut to be published. He was not in a hurry to follow up research and development now. The results were achieved after the other three schools came. Professor Flivi could only use the previous version of the mantra.

‘If you calculate this way, there is basically nothing to prepare for in the Three Thousands Championship. Just focus on that target and see if anyone can break through in the end…’

‘The rest… write about a legend, write about the future prospects of dream magic, I have to control my schedule, and the time stole from the time converter is not for nothing…’

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‘As expected, it wasn’t broken. ’

Andrew stood in the professors group, recalling the final outcome of the target - it was still standing there at the moment of the suspension. Andrew thought that the rest of the students would remove it together, but in the end, everyone didn't do it and was powerless. Leaving.

"It'll be fine after that, Andrew."

Professor Flivi, who was next to him, lowered his voice, "When they come, we will be able to scare them!"

I don't expect it at all, Dean...

Andrew complained in his heart.

And he was very puzzled - why was he arranged by Professor McGonagall to the professor's team?

Even if he is standing in front of all the predecessors, it is easy to say. He is not afraid of students anyway. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the facts are indeed here. All the predecessors in the predecessors are selected by him. …

But since you have stood there, you have to abide by the rules of standing there.

He stood beside him, waiting for the first visiting guest.

It didn't take long for him to know who was the first to come - a huge pegasus appeared in the sky. It was obvious that this was a giant flying carriage that had been used in the past, showing Boothbaton's outstanding magical creatures. Feeding technology.

This thing shows off Pegasus, but the carriage has limited technical content.

"Look at it, Andrew."

Professor Frieve waved his wand, and before the carriage fell, a huge semi-illusory projection appeared in the air—noisy crowds, strange referees and familiar scenes…

‘Is it Hogwarts for hundreds of years? No, it should be the Triumph Championship hundreds of years ago, where the professor replicated the historical scene? ’

Andrew looked at the friendly communication of the wizards in a completely strange castle, and was in a friendly conversation with the current different styles of robes in a castle with some strangeness. The mark on one of them was very obvious, and it was a student of Boothbaton.

'This is too cool...I'm too narrow-minded, so I said, how could the professor play a legend today...'

Andrew shook his head, admiring in his heart.

"Images sometimes contain more information, clothes, hair accessories, language. If they can be preserved intact, they can pass on more knowledge, and it is less likely to be damaged than memories," said the dean. Carefully introduce it while maintaining the spell, “and it is easier to copy and spread.”

"It's a pity," the professor suddenly added, "It would be better if it was a legend. But the publisher over there said that the technology of dream adaptation is too new and will not be easy until it reaches a consensus with the author. For sale - Compared to my salary, he quoted too high..."

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