The golden light dissipated, and a card and an egg appeared in front of Luke's eyes. Luke has seen the card, and his three unforgivable curses were obtained from the skill card. But this egg is actually the first time I’ve seen it.
But he picked up the skill card first.
[Skill Card: God-calling Guard
Introduction: Call upon the best memories in your heart to form a patron saint, which is a symbol of a person’s beauty.
Note: The skill card can only be used by the host himself; please make sure you really have a good memory before practicing this thing. 】
Luke's lips twitched slightly. He really liked this skill. He had a fond impression of this spell when he saw the movie. But whether it was his past life or this life, his memories were not good for the time being.
Sighing softly, although what he wanted most now was not this spell, but this was not bad, he tore the card in his hand open, and the card turned into particles of light, pouring into Luke's brain from Luke's temple. Luke's skill column also has the words 'Calling God Guard Level 0 (0/1)' added to it.
You can't practice by practicing. I hope that when I get to Hogwarts, I will have some better memories to use.
Luke shook his head slightly, then looked at the egg. Holding the egg with both hands, the egg's information appeared in Luke's mind.
[Name: Basilisk Egg (Improved Version)
Introduction: This is a very special basilisk egg, so it will hatch a very strange basilisk.
Note: Eggs can be hatched by placing them in the system warehouse, but they need to be taken out when hatching; the incubation countdown is 67 days, 16 hours and 44 minutes; please stay tuned :)】
Luke is really looking forward to the little guy that will hatch from this egg. After all, you have to know that the items given by the golden box last time are of high value at a glance. But this time there is only one skill card of the God-calling Guardian, which obviously cannot be matched. In other words, the value of this egg must at least match that of Slytherin's wand.
After stuffing the eggs into his warehouse grid and looking at the countdown above, Luke nodded with satisfaction. Even if the system doesn't give it to him, Te still plans to get a smarter snake as his pet. Although the letter said that the allowed pets are owls, cats and toads, there are many kinds of pets in the wizarding world, and a snake should be within the acceptance range of the professors at Hogwarts... maybe?
As soon as it dawned the next day, Luke started his morning exercises early to face the sunrise.
As a wizard, good health is absolutely indispensable. After all, whether you are researching potions or spells, your body must be strong enough to endure it. Not to mention the magizoologists who sometimes need to wrestle with magical animals...
After simple physical exercise, Luke began to practice the magic spell again.
"Incendio! (Fire is blazing!)"
A ball of fire spurted out from the tip of the wand in Luke's hand and hit a large rock not far away. The fireball hit the stone, and the fire wave engulfed the entire stone. The high temperature of the flame burned the stone until it made a crackling sound.
After a while, the flames dissipated, the stone became charred black, and cracks appeared, but there were no more signs of damage.
Luke looked helplessly at the stone in front of him and his lack of proficiency. With his own practice alone, it would take about 10 rounds of fire spells to increase his proficiency. But for Luke now, it would take all the magic power from his body to be drained. You can also release 20 such full-power flame spells, but the price is that you will not have the energy to practice for the next day. So now Luke can only rest and practice at the same time, which is really inefficient.
"You should lower the tip of your wand a little lower. When you recite the spell, the end note should be short and snappy. Your end note is still too long. Also think about the effect you want the Fire Spell to achieve when you recite it. "
A voice that sounded very stern came from the edge of the clearing.
Luke frowned, thought carefully, then raised his wand and pointed it at the big stone, simulating the effect he wanted in his mind, which was of course a reasonable effect.
"The flames are blazing!"
This time, what came out of Luke's wand was not a fireball, but a cone of fire. The tip pierced the stone hard and exploded immediately. A large hole appeared in the stone.
And Luke's proficiency in the Fire Spell suddenly increased by 3 points. It really made him overjoyed.
But Luke quickly calmed down his excitement. Turning around, he bowed seriously to the woman over there and thanked her: "Thank you for your guidance."
Professor McGonagall looked at the obviously polite and smart child in front of her and nodded with satisfaction.
"Luke Gunter, I am Minerva McGonagall, the Vice-Principal of Hogwarts and the Head of Gryffindor. You can call me Professor McGonagall. I am here to guide you in purchasing items and treat you well." Provide some guidance before admission.”
It stands to reason that Professor McGonagall's mission does not include admission guidance. Maintaining the mystery of the academy is an unspoken rule that all adult wizards will abide by. After all, it’s a good thing to keep kids curious and in awe of school.
However, after Professor McGonagall really saw Luke, she also had some thoughts of her own.
Luke thanked you again: "Thank you."
After saying that, he got up and walked towards his cabin. As he walked, he said to Professor McGonagall: "Professor, please come to the house for a cup of coffee. Have you had breakfast? Do you want to eat some together?"
Professor McGonagall had no intention of being polite to Luke. Now she was preparing to get to know this child with a weird background, so she would not miss such an opportunity.
"Well, prepare some for me, kid." Professor McGonagall said following Luke.
The two approached the room, and Luke pulled out a chair for the professor to sit on. He walked to the kitchen and started his performance.
The magic kitchen utensils danced gracefully in the kitchen, and the raw materials were placed beside the pot almost in the blink of an eye. Professor McGonagall has a good eye, but she doesn't know what green beans, ham, rice, corn, and carrots will stir-fry together.
But looking at Luke's smooth movements and the aroma that wafted out of the kitchen and penetrated his nostrils during the stir-frying process, Professor McGonagall was full of confidence in the taste of the meal.
Luke moved quickly, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the table with two bowls of rice.
"Yangzhou fried rice, professor, use it with caution."
As he spoke, he pushed the rice in front of the professor and handed over a spoon. Professor McGonagall looked at the delicate spoon in her hand, feeling the warm texture and the beautiful snake-shaped pattern on it, especially the magic hidden in it. To be honest, Professor McGonagall is also a well-known figure in the wizarding world. But this is really the first time I eat with this kind of spoon that is undoubtedly made of the bones of magical animals even though I don’t know what kind it is...
She had never seen such delicious, delicious food before her. But there is no doubt that this is definitely not British food...
"Yangzhou fried rice? This is..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Luke using two small wooden sticks to skillfully pick up the rice and put it into his mouth.
Luke heard the professor's voice, so he swallowed the fried rice in his mouth and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, professor?"
"Have you been to China?"
Professor McGonagall asked in confusion.
Luke shook his head and said: "No, but our family went far away, and the place they went to was the East. I learned these things now from the notes they left behind. I hope what I learned is authentic enough. .”
This is half true and half false. It is really the branch of the Gaunt family that Luke belongs to, or the main branch really has stayed in the East for a long time. The fake thing is that these cooking skills were practiced by Luke in his previous life. After all, if a person lives alone for a long time, he must be able to learn some of these skills.
Professor McGonagall nodded. There was no way to delve into this kind of thing. It was whatever Luke said.
So she used the spoon in her hand to put a spoonful of rice into her mouth. A feeling that can almost be described as happiness rushes straight from the tip of my tongue to my mind. The elves in Hogwarts are very good at cooking, but this is really the first time she has eaten this kind of Chinese food.
But thinking of this, Professor McGonagall once again asked with some confusion: "Where is your house elf?"
Any family with a little bit of money will basically have elves, especially in the homes of pure-blood nobles. Elves are basically a necessity, because in their eyes, doing housework by yourself is an insult to their bloodline.
From this point of view, the child in front of him really does not look like a pure-blood noble, and he is also from a quite noble family.
"He died, and I buried him and the heads that were placed on the wall before." Luke took a sip of water, and then said seriously: "That kind of thing is not considered honor or inheritance."
When he said this, Professor McGonagall clearly felt the pride and nobility in Luke, and even felt his contempt for the existing aristocratic tradition.
But Professor McGonagall didn't say much, just nodded and continued eating. Luke didn't say anything more and continued to eat.
The sun shines on the vase on the dining table, and the sunflowers hold their heads proudly, reflecting the golden sunlight.
After finishing the fried rice in one go, Professor McGonagall took a sip of water with satisfaction. Then he said to Luke, who had also finished eating: "Let's go, I'll take you to Diagon Alley and buy some things you need."
Luke smiled and nodded: "Okay, Professor."
Professor McGonagall looked around, then prepared to walk towards the fireplace.
"No, Professor," Luke stopped him, "My fireplace is not connected to the Floo Network."
If the Floo network was really connected, Luke wouldn't ask the professor for help. After all, although he looked like a child, he was actually too old to be able to buy something.
Professor McGonagall nodded. She sensed it when she came here. There are some restrictions on disembodiment here, so the Knight Bus will not come here.
However, although this restriction exists, it is not difficult for a wizard of Professor McGonagall's level to break through.
But in this case, it is no wonder that the child asked the teacher for help. From here to Diagon Alley after all. For a child, it is still a bit difficult.
But what Professor McGonagall doesn't know is that what worries Luke the most is that he doesn't know where the Leaky Cauldron is. In the movie, it's just a 'whoosh', but it's really frustrating to find it. . Of course, it also had something to do with him not taking any trouble. After all, at this point in time, someone will definitely take him there, so there is no need for him to go out of his way to find it.
"Then come over to me. I hope you can handle that feeling."
When Luke heard this, he knew that Professor McGonagall was going to disapparate with him. I was a little expecting and a little worried in my heart. After all, the description of this magic in the original work cannot be called wonderful.
But he walked over anyway. I had endured three kneels and six knocks, and there was no reason to cause any problems with this last trembling.
Professor McGonagall could see Luke's anxiety, so she smiled and reassured: "No, kid, it's not that scary. Although you won't enjoy this feeling, trust me, it's convenient enough."
Luke smiled and nodded when he heard this, and the uneasy look on his face was reduced a lot. He took the initiative to grab Professor McGonagall's sleeve.
Professor McGonagall smiled and waved her wand gently with her other hand.
"Disapparation."
With a crisp crackle, Professor McGonagall and Luke disappeared from here.
Luke felt as if he had been stuffed into something. The deep darkness and suffocating squeezing made him feel sick.
But it's still within the acceptable range. What's more, this feeling doesn't last long. Almost in the next moment, he felt relaxed and light appeared in front of his eyes again.
"We're here, kid, Diagon Alley."
Professor McGonagall's voice rang in Luke's ears, along with noisy human voices. Luke opened his eyes, looked at the small but crowded street in front of him, and let out a long sigh of relief.
He finally arrived in the world of real wizards.
