Chapter 36: Leaving It to Luck Is Not Safe

After the Quidditch season began, Hogwarts seemed to be ignited with passion, and both students and teachers were particularly excited.

This enthusiasm did not slowly subside until more than a week after the end of the season.

Students attended classes as usual and completed the homework assigned by the teachers as much as possible. Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning of the school year.

However, Harry, Ron and Hermione can often be seen in the library these days. A combination of a top student and two poor students will swim in the sea of ​​books whenever they have time.

However, it is not for learning, but to look up the information of Nicolas Flamel.

Harry and Ron are sure that Snape's goal is what the three-headed dog Shaggy is guarding, so it is very important to find out what Shaggy is guarding.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect Dumbledore to tell them, and it may also alert the enemy, so they can only focus on Nicolas Flamel, and perhaps find some clues from the information of this wizard.

Hermione knew that it was not Snape who harmed Harry, but someone else, but she promised Aaron to keep it a secret and not to tell anyone.

The reason why she followed them to look for information about Nicol Flamel was because she guessed that the purpose of the person who harmed Harry was also the thing that Maomao was guarding.

The library was very large, and there were thousands of books in it, densely packed bookshelves, and hundreds of narrow passages. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a name in these books.

They naturally couldn't look for it one by one, and it would take a long time to find it.

Several people guessed that since Nicol Flamel had some relationship with Dumbledore, the strongest white magician in the world, he was at least a great wizard, so they shortened the search scope to books that recorded great wizards in modern times.

But they didn't find Nicol Flamel's name in these books after more than ten days of searching, of course, it might be because they didn't work hard enough.

After all, they were just looking for information in their spare time, and more than ten days of spare time was only enough for them to roughly flip through less than a hundred books, which was just a drop in the bucket compared to the entire library.

......

That night, Aaron lay on the bed in the lounge, hugging the dragon-shaped pillow that had already fallen asleep, and silently opened his personal panel.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic power: 950 (Intermediate magician, your magic road has just started)]

[Talent: Rare in a century (can be improved, magic power increases by 2 points every day)]

[Items: Moon Drop (can remove any negative spell), Resurrection Potion (can revive any creature that dies within an hour)]

[Magic points: 888 (Hogwarts sign-in, increase by 10 points a day)]

"Soon, if I work hard for more than half a month, I can be promoted to a senior magician." Aaron thought excitedly, and when he saw the number of magic points, he nodded with satisfaction.

If nothing else, just for this auspicious number, what a good omen!

"System, open the magic mall."

"Okay, it has been opened for the host."

As soon as the voice fell, the mall interface also appeared in front of Aaron.

[Magic: x-on:Transfiguration (1000 magic points, including Animagus); x-on:Water Repellent (100 magic points, can breathe freely underwater); x-on:Levitation (10 magic points); x-on:Patronus (200 magic points); x-on:Apparition (800 magic points). ]

[Materials: x-on:Phoenix Feather (30 magic points); x-on:Dragon Blood (20 magic points); x-on:Mandrake (5 magic points);

x-on:Bezoar (1 magic point); x-on:Rhino Horn (3 magic points). 】

[Items: x-on:Magic Carpet (200 magic points, 3 meters long and 2 meters wide); x-on:Magic Crystal (100 magic points, with powerful magic power, can power the magic circle); x-on:Felixir (500 magic points); x-on:Invisibility Potion (100 magic points, can be invisible for three hours after drinking); x-on:Collector's Edition Quaffle (30 magic points, a priceless treasure in the eyes of Quidditch fans)]

"Huh!" Aaron took a long breath, excited and helpless at the same time.

He looked at the magic carpet he had been thinking about, decisively placed an order, and received it in his system space.

After buying such things, Aaron only had 688 magic points left, but the remaining goods made him experience what it means to have your cake and eat it too.

He ignored the material products directly, because those things were available on the market and he didn't need them for the time being.

But the remaining items and magic items are what he wants, but with his current "financial resources", he can only choose a small part.

After thinking for a while, Aaron set his sights on the Felicia Potion, gritted his teeth, and chose to buy it.

He did not forget that there was still a big battle to fight this semester. To deal with a lingering dark devil, he needed absolute strength.

But now he just didn't have that strength, so he could only take a different approach and focus on luck.

As long as you are lucky, even if you are charging, those bullets will go around you, and the same goes for spells.

Of course, the luck that can be improved is definitely limited, but sometimes it is that little bit of good luck that is lacking.

Looking at the small bottle of Lucky Spirit in his hand, Aaron frowned, "This... is there 200 milliliters?"

"The host must learn to be content. Drinking a small sip will bring good luck in the next twelve hours. This small bottle is enough for the host to use several times."

Aaron did not speak, which was considered as tacit agreement, but this can only be regarded as psychological comfort.

If you bet all your treasures on luck, you think everything will be fine, which is basically the same as seeking death.

After all, the opponent is the Dark Lord. Even if it is just a remnant soul, he can't beat it now. The first spell can be avoided by luck, but the second one may not be.

Thinking of this, Aaron silently made a decision in his heart. At worst, he would play a big one at that time.

For a period of time in the future, owls sent packages to Aaron every day.

In addition to Abe's dragon family package, Jins also sent some books and two mysterious small boxes.

"What is this?" Draco asked curiously one morning, picking up a box from Aaron's package.

"The thing on your hand should be a magic ring from the Middle Ages, an antique that is thousands of years old."

"Wow!" Draco couldn't help but sigh, "But what do you do with this thing?"

"I can't tell you this, I naturally have my own use." Aaron said mysteriously, "Don't you hurry up to study? Don't forget the bet you made with Hermione!"

"I won't forget it." Draco blushed, and then couldn't help showing a little frustration, "But I don't have that much confidence now.

You don't know, I thought I worked hard enough, and even my performance during this period exceeded my father's expectations. He wrote a letter to praise me a few days ago.

To be honest, my father has never praised me so seriously."

"Isn't this good? No one knows his son better than his father. This proves that your efforts during this period have not been in vain." Aaron said meaningfully. Draco's talent is still very good. He has been digging hard for several months and has become one of the top few in the first grade.

"That's true." Draco scratched his golden hair embarrassedly, "But when I went to the library before, Granger almost scared me. The books on her table were this thick."

As he said, he gestured with his hand, about two feet.

Aaron's eyes twitched. He knew Hermione liked to study, but this study posture was also quite surprising.

"Ahem! People who are better than you are still working hard, what reason do you have not to work hard?"

"But now I seem to have seen the ending.

No, not as if, I am not the kind of person who can't recognize the reality. I probably can't win this bet."

"Are you giving up on yourself?" Aaron laughed, "Draco, do you know the difference between a miserable defeat and a narrow defeat?"

Draco was stunned for a moment, and pondered: "I think there is no difference, they are all failures."

"That's right." Aaron nodded in agreement, then stood up and patted his shoulder, "But you need to think seriously at this time "What does the question mean?" Aaron patted his forehead and explained: "You are more than 100 points in the score. Nine points are regrettable. Compared with the eighty points, you have a lot of tragic defeats, which one do you choose? " Min Grando can still confidently hold up his chest, at least not guilty. "" I know what to do.