At 7:30 in the evening, the independent spells practice area in the Charms classroom on the fourth floor of Hogwarts.
Moriah, who had mastered the newly learned spells, let out a long breath, shook his aching arms, and walked off the practice table.
"President, this crushing spell looks so powerful!"
Seeing that he stopped practicing, the female player sitting on the bench put away the disdain in her eyes, stepped forward and said with a smile, "It is indeed a skill that requires a skill book to learn!"
"Fortunately, what you see is just the effect of practice."
Moria pretended to be humble and said, "When you are actually facing an enemy, if the opponent's health exceeds 15%, it will not be able to cause a crushing effect. This is still when the proficiency reaches the level of integration."
"Even so, it is an extremely rare killing skill!"
The female player's tone was full of envy, "When I fight the BOSS in the future, I don't have to fight hard from beginning to end. I just need to reduce the blood volume to 15%, and it will be destroyed in one blow. How great is this!"
Moria chuckled lightly and raised his hand to hug the female player's shoulder: "It's not that simple. Even if the BOSS doesn't save the kill, its magic resistance will greatly reduce the skill damage."
As if she didn't see Moria's movements, the female player took a step forward without leaving a trace. While dodging, she drew out her wand and imitated his previous spell-casting movements and flicked it a few times. Then she looked back and smiled:
"Not only the damage, but the casting movements of the skills are also so cool!"
Looking back and smiling, Moriah was immediately tempted and said, "Celesa, since you like this spell so much, how about giving it to you when someone else in the club reveals this skill book?"
"Give it to me?"
Ceresa made a surprised expression, "Really, President, you are so kind to me!"
After a pause, when she saw the other person extending his hand towards her again, she said hesitantly: "Oh, I'd better not, it will make Tangtang misunderstood..."
Forehead……
Moriah was immediately embarrassed, and his eyes wandered toward the classroom window.
"Huh? Why are the windows locked? And why are there so many owls?"
Outside the window, hundreds of owls were circling non-stop, but because the window was tightly closed with window bolts, they had no way to enter the classroom.
"Oh, maybe the Hogwarts owls are kept there!"
Ceresa said in a seductive voice, not mentioning the fact that she had closed the window bolt.
At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the wooden door of the independent practice area.
"President! Are you in there?"
Stephen's voice came from outside the door.
Her eyes quickly passed over the time displayed by the system, and the corners of Ceresa's mouth rose slightly, then she quickly walked over and opened the door:
"Brother ⑨? What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Stephen's eyes stopped on Ceresa for a second, then turned to look at Moriah behind him, and said in a slightly complaining tone:
"President, why don't you reply to messages? I've asked many people to send you messages!"
"Hmm! The windows and doors are closed, the owl... can't come in?" Ceresa stuck out her tongue, her innocent expression and seductive red lips contrasted with each other, making her look pure and lustful.
The two men in the room were stunned for a moment. Two seconds later, Moriah came back to his senses: "What happened?"
"It's Rosie. She pulled a banner in the square at the gate of Hogwarts..."
"Banner? What banner?"
"Well...she called you a good-for-nothing scumbag who only knows how to hide behind women..."
Moria's face suddenly darkened: "What else?"
"...Said you were a coward who was pushed to the ground and rubbed by her..."
Poof!
Ceresa couldn't help but laugh out loud. When she saw the two people looking at her, she immediately lowered her head and covered her mouth.
"Isn't there anyone in our club? Why didn't we drive her away?"
Hearing this, Stephen ⑨ became even more depressed: "It's not that I didn't go, it's that too many people went."
Seeing Moria's puzzled expression, he took out the club manual with a wry smile and opened it to the last page.
This page is a chat box for internal communication among community members.
"...Brothers, come to the platform square to watch the fun!"
"What's going on? The other societies at Hogwarts are openly attacking us?"
"I didn't expect that Rosie is quite energetic. She even invited the presidents of so many clubs to cheer her up."
"What's the use? Compared with us, the other societies in Hogwarts are just cats and dogs!"
"But Moria is indeed not honest in doing things. If you want to develop the association, you can't use such dirty methods. Secretly spreading rumors to smear others while making righteous accusations. Huh! Use this method to gain attention. and support, it’s so bottomless!”
Player Beichen has been kicked out of the club. Other members are asked to take this as a warning and be careful with their comments.
"Hey, is this blowing up the management? Is there something wrong with what he said? He also said that he is not afraid of Abai looking for trouble. Since they are all spreading rumors and using other people's reputation as a stepping stone, why didn't Moriah directly choose Abai? Where’s Tangtaige?”
The player who loves tiger oil has been kicked out of the club. Other members are asked to take this as a warning and be careful with their comments.
"The two trumpets who just spoke were both spies hired by Rossi. Please keep other members sensible and don't get carried away."
Suppressing his anger, Moriah pretended to finish this sentence calmly, then closed the club manual with a "snap", "Let's go!"
…
The vast platform in front of Hogwarts Castle is almost full of players at this moment.
Not only the players of the Half-Blooded Wizards Autonomous Society, but also the players who heard the news and came to watch the excitement. Just a rough estimate, there are already more than 100,000 people.
This scene was no worse than the day the Hogwarts camp opened.
Rosie, dressed in beautiful fashion, was seen standing gracefully on a small temporary platform. Not far away from her, a video of the magic film's light interweaving in the air was playing in a loop.
In addition to the conversation between Moria and Tangtang, this video also includes the conversation between her and Tangtang in the cell, and the subsequent scene where she was surrounded and killed by Moria's group while doing a mission.
The accelerated video playback did not take long, but Rossi, who was slightly nervous, felt that the time passed extremely slowly.
Whether in her previous life or this life, she had never had the experience of being watched by so many people at the same time.
Rossi, who tried to keep his facial muscles as calm as possible, slowly glanced past the banner pulled up from under the high platform.
"A good bird chooses the right tree to roost in, welcome to join the Magic Soul Resurrection Society!"
"Brothers and sisters who like to study the mysteries of magic, welcome to join the Magic Study Club!"
"Handsome men and beauties, welcome to join the Wizards Mutual Aid Association!"
"Don't stir up trouble, don't be afraid of trouble, welcome to join the Hogwarts Council of Elders, join us, and you will become an elder of Hogwarts immediately!"
"This last one is too funny."
Rossi couldn't help but smile, "These four are the sponsors brought by Jiang Jingla..."
Thinking of Jiang Jing, Rossi immediately moved his gaze directly below the small platform, where Irene, Jiang Jing and Abo were all there.
The reason why they did not go on stage was because they had other tasks.
Irene is responsible for protecting everyone's safety. If someone really disregards their dignity and takes action in the safe area, she will cast defensive magic on them immediately.
Jiang Jing bought the live broadcast space of the Evening Prophet and shot a video for it, which was equivalent to a live broadcast.
As for Abo, he was responsible for recording the live video of Jiang Jing, and then went offline every ten minutes to post it to the game forum for broadcast.
Seeing Rosie's bright eyes moving over, Jiang Jing nodded to her firmly and opened his mouth silently:
"Don't be afraid, we are all here!"
After looking at Jiang Jing for two seconds, Rossi's nervous mood suddenly relaxed a lot.
At this point, the video ends again.
Rosie smiled and nodded with Irene and Abo, then took a deep breath, put her legs together and straightened her back, facing the direction with the largest number of people and said loudly:
"Hello, friends of the Half-blood Wizarding Autonomous Society! Although I have repeated it several times, I still want to introduce myself to the friends who have just arrived and do not know the situation. I am Rosie, not the person in Moria's video. The fake makeup from Xibei is guaranteed to be genuine!"
He made a joke that was neither salty nor bland, making the surrounding players burst into laughter.
Rossi, who was in a calmer mood, turned slowly and gracefully in a circle, allowing people from all directions to see his face clearly.
"Actually, making such a big noise today is not in line with my original temperament. I'm actually just a little girl who likes to be quiet.
However, there is no other way. Some people insist on spreading rumors to discredit me and use my name to promote it. Maybe he even forced me to be the so-called number one female player in the game. "
After hearing these words from her, the crowd in the square immediately burst into murmurs.
Her eyes inadvertently glanced under the high platform, and she saw Aileen and Jiang Jing giving her an encouraging thumbs up.
Rosie smiled suddenly and said loudly again:
"Now, after watching the video I posted, everyone should know who the person I'm talking about is. Yes, it's Moria!"
"...I feel like Moria's reputation is going to be ruined." After hearing what Rossi said, a player who came to watch the excitement muttered to his companions.
"Yes, I also think Moria is doomed."
"It's smaller, the structure is smaller. Did you see the banners held by the four societies below the high platform? I doubt whether the mixed-blood wizard autonomous society can survive today is a problem."
"Hey, brother, aren't you from the Half-blood Wizards Autonomous Society?"
"Yes, but does this prevent me from badmouthing this society?"
