With a dark look on his face, Wright put the wand back into the Mock bag. He decided to ignore the wand that suddenly became a little strange. Anyway, in terms of the effect of use, apart from becoming longer and softer, there are no other changes to this wand. Instead, it makes Wright feel more comfortable than before.
Wright took out the relevant design papers and components of the new broomstick from the Mock bag. The past two days have been either Quidditch matches or extracurricular activities in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, although he had already taken the previous one. The test flight data of Moon Dream has been processed, but the new broomstick has still not been produced. It is estimated that it will take two or three days to come out.
Instead of going out to the Room of Requirement to replace the wand making room with a broomstick making workshop, Wright just leaned on the small workbench and started making calculations.
The whole night passed like this.
Early the next morning.
When Wright was still sleeping peacefully on the blue four-poster bed, a girl walked into his dormitory softly, then picked up Felicia, who was also sleeping, by the neck, and quietly walked out of the room. Wright ran out of the dormitory.
Wright opened his eyes drowsily on the bed, turned his head and saw only the back of a familiar black-haired girl.
And when Wright came out of the dormitory yawning, he immediately found Chang Chu petting his cat in the common room.
"Good morning! Chang Chu!" Wright covered his mouth with one hand and half-raised his other hand to greet Chang Chu, who was sitting on the soft chair.
"Good morning!" Chang Chu glanced at Wright with a bit of disgust, looking so relaxed early in the morning.
"Meow!" Felicia, who was lying on Chang Chu's lap, also called out to Wright.
Wright sat next to Chang Chu without knowing it, then stretched out his hand to rub Felicia's head, "Chang Chu, when did you take Felicia away? And you still can't give up after all. Cat slave’s identity?”
"Snapped!"
Chang Chu slapped Wright's hand on the cat's head away and ignored Wright's boring questions. She said, "If you're ready, Wright, we can go to the auditorium to have breakfast! There will be more in the second quarter in the morning." Class!"
"Okay." Wright stood up and rubbed the back of his slightly red right hand helplessly, "Then let's go now!"
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As the week went by, Wright gradually got used to the feeling of being the center of attention, and no longer deliberately avoided other students and acted alone. However, after the extracurricular activities of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last weekend, the students in the school no longer pointed at him impolitely, but would just look at Wright from a distance and whisper.
So today, after Wright and Chang Chu found their seats in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and sat down, no students with poor eyesight came over to disturb them.
Chang Chu took out the textbook and began to study the above content. No matter what Professor Derwent said, Chang Chu felt that this "Dark Force Self-Defense Guide" was very useful to her. There are many useful spells recorded in the book, and Chang Chu feels that if nothing unexpected happens, they should be applied in his future life.
Wright, who was sitting next to her, had nothing to do at this time. He just held his chin in boredom and observed the students in the classroom.
Since the last class, Professor Derwent has put all students from grades one, two, and four colleges into this class, so now this classroom is still a super large classroom.
Wright looked around the classroom and saw Terrence, who still had a bandage on his hand. He didn't know if his hand was broken because he flew too high and too far last time and fell. He also saw Wei Wei who was looking in his direction. The Sly twins seemed to be thinking of something else. When Wright looked towards them, they immediately turned their heads.
The Weasley twins were knocked unconscious by Wright himself, so they were able to attend classes normally. It was just that he felt sorry for Terry and the others. When Wright passed by the second floor just now, he saw Terry and the others still lying on the hospital bed in the corridor outside the school doctor's office.
In addition to Ravenclaw students and Slytherin students, there were also many students from Lion House and Badger House in the classroom, but they looked a little bruised and bruised. Wright didn't think this was the effect of the curse. It was probably because they didn't have a good command of the curse, so they gave up their wands and used their fists instead.
Thinking of this, Wright suddenly turned his head and glanced at Chang Chu. Fortunately, the student who knocked Chang Chu out at that time had mastered the coma spell. Otherwise, Wright estimated that he would see Chang Chu with panda eye circles.
For some reason, Wright suddenly felt that Chang Chu looked a little cute like that. Chang Chu didn't know what Wright was thinking, she just felt that he looked at her a little strangely.
As the class bell rang, Professor Derwent appeared on the podium on time.
"Good morning, my dear students." Professor Derwent smiled and greeted the first and second grade students in the classroom.
"Good morning, Professor Derwent." I don't know if it was affected by the extracurricular activities last weekend. The students who responded to Professor Derwent this time were much less enthusiastic, and their voices were no longer as enthusiastic as before.
Not caring about the students' reduced enthusiasm, Professor Derwent still said with a smile: "Our first game officially ended last weekend, and you can all see the specific performance of everyone."
"Some students performed very well. Not only did they master the magic spells taught by the teacher very well, but they also had their own unique skills. Their on-the-spot combat intelligence was also remarkable."
Everyone in the classroom immediately looked at Wright in unison.
"But there are also some students who can't even learn the basic disarming spell, and even end up using their fists to knock others unconscious, which makes people wonder whether they are wizards or Muggles."
The faces of students who looked bruised and swollen looked even redder and swollen.
"But these are all in the past!" Professor Derwent said, "The first game has passed. I will rate you based on each of your performance and try to be fair and just."
"Today's lesson requires you to continue to consolidate the learning of the three magic spells and not to underestimate them. I believe you can also see that the same magic spell has the same effect in the hands of different people. Very different," Professor Devont said.
"On the other hand, I need to tell you that we will be doing this kind of consolidation training for the next month. We will not start the second game until the students in grades three to seven have completed their extracurricular activities."
"Let me tell you in advance, the name of the second game is."
Professor Derwent paused.
"The betrayal game."