Mike couldn't believe what was in front of him. He didn't believe that the thing he was most afraid of in his heart was a female version of himself.

The "Beautiful Girl Version of Mike" walked out of the closet with a charming look at Mike who opened his mouth wide in surprise, then walked to Mike and began to twist his waist.

The dance she danced was very familiar with. It was the dance danced by the dancer in the Toy Wu bar he often went to in his previous life.

To be honest, the "Beautiful Girl Version Mike" danced very well. Her pure face and shiny blonde hair gave her an angel-like pure temperament. A girl with such temperament danced a seductive dance like a hell succubus, with a different flavor.

Unfortunately, Mike is really not in the mood to appreciate such a dance at this moment.

In fact, the black stinger pear wood wand had appeared in his hands at some point, and it could be seen from his trembling right hand that Mike was trying to suppress his anger at this moment.

Raven Papi had already laughed.

As the Nightmare Raven who is inseparable from Mike, it is the person who knows Mike the most deeply in the world, so naturally knows what's going on.

And Mike heard the ugly crows in his ears, and felt very much like a fool in Japanese (ah or).

He told himself again and again that this Boggot is useful, and this Boggot is useful...

This suppressed the urge to send it to heaven with a life-seeking curse.

Mike really didn't expect that Ms. Gray's threat of turning herself into a beautiful girl had such a big psychological shadow on her, and even her fear of Dumbledore and Voldemort was not as good as that.

Now Mike is extremely grateful that he used brain closure surgery during the day during class. If the "Beautiful Girl Mike" appeared in public, Mike could not guarantee that he would get angry on the spot and kill someone to silence him.

Finally, before the "Beautiful Girl Version of Mike" took off all his clothes, Mike started brain closure.

Boggart, who could not read Mc's inner thoughts at all, had no choice but to retreat to the closet, and Mc also closed his eyes and began to brew emotions.

He came here tonight not just to see what he was afraid of. He also hoped to use this Bogt to practice the release of the guardian spell in actual combat.

After these days of crazy learning, Mike has now been able to summon the physical version of the patron saint 100% in a safe environment, which amazed Professor Lupin, who taught him.

The reason why Mike's progress is so fast is entirely due to his superb brain closure surgery.

The pure rational state of brain closure, which makes the head empty, is theoretically opposite to the spell that can be cast by the patron saint, the patron saint, which can only be cast by strong emotions, but Mike discovered the wonderful characteristics between the two.

Practicing brain closure to the depths can not only resist the outside world's invasion of the brain, but also generate false memories and emotions in the brain to deceive the opponent.

Mike has practiced brain closure for so long, and basically has to practice brain closure before going to bed every day. This accumulation of time has also made his brain closure improve by leaps and bounds.

Mack can't create false memories for the time being, which requires the help of taking the gods and chanting mantras, but Mack can still create false emotions or hypnotize existing emotions.

So, in this way, Mike accomplished something that could hardly be done.

Proficient in the Guardian Spell in about a month!

Let’s talk about it again, Mike confused Boggart through brain closure, and made it turn into a dementor and drill out of the wardrobe.

Looking at the "Dementor" with his teeth and claws in front of him, Mike's brow frowned slightly.

To be honest, although Boggart's dementor looks exactly like a real dementor, aside from the psychological shadow of the dementor, this thing is just a good thing at all. When Mike faced it, he did not have the cold feeling he was on the train at that time.

But Mike didn't dislike it if he had limited conditions. He raised his wand and whispered a spell after a brief brewing.

"Hushen Guard."

A soft white light rose, and a huge silver-white raven suddenly appeared. She opened her mouth and screamed and rushed towards the "dementor" that was shaved outside the golden jade.

The Guardian Spell is worthy of being one of the strongest defensive spells. In theory, creatures like Boggart, which are ineffective against it, retreat step by step when facing Mike's Guardian, and instantly get back into the closet. After that, no matter how Mike lures it, he refuses to come out.

Mike was a little worried when he looked at the shabby wardrobe. This Bogt was obviously frightened by him. However, Lupin would teach students from other colleges tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It would be bad if Bogt refused to come out and affect the plot.

But Mike does not have a good remedy at the moment. In fact, the above idea was swept around Mike's mind and was dispelled by joy.

His patron sage mantra is basically considered Mahayana.

At least it is definitely enough to pretend to be a pussy in front of others.

...

The next day, Mike got up early and came to the flight class venue as usual and started exercising.

The human body is really a treasure house, especially Mike's body, which is in adolescence. Mike can feel his strength growing a little more when he wakes up from bed almost every morning.

Thanks to the relationship between the Mahayana mantra of the patron saint last night, Mike was in a good mood. When he finished exercising with a smile and came to the hall for breakfast, he received news one by one.

Drake was discharged from the hospital.

I have to say that Drake is indeed a villain. He is the kind of person who can't help you accomplish things but can definitely trip you up on your way to accomplish things.

Mike didn't know why he had to use his means to mess with this stupid guy, perhaps because of the harm that Buckbeck caused to him, perhaps because of the simple disgust of Hager, Harry and others, or perhaps, it was just a pain in his idleness.

As an adult, Mike really couldn't understand Drak's motivation for doing this, after all, doing so would not get any benefits other than engaging in evil with others.

But no matter what, as one of the twelve school directors of Hogwarts, the Malfoy family is still very powerful.

Hogwarts' school managers are not simple people. They all have certain privileges over Hogwarts. For example, the children of the school managers have a special exclusive carriage on the Hogwarts Express.

I believe that with the support of Drak, like his father, Hager will definitely have a hard time in the future.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Mike. Now he is preparing to take his first ancient magical class with anticipation.

What surprised him was that Hermione was in the same classroom as him.

Many days have not seen her, compared to when school started, Hermione was obviously a little haggard. Her hair, which was like a male lion's mane, was stretched freely, and many places were still knotted. It seemed that she had not been taken care of for a long time, and two shallow dark circles appeared on her face.

"You don't look very good," Mike said in the seat next to Hermione, "Are you too tired to study?"

Hermione, who was trying to review the textbook, was startled when she heard Mike's voice and continued to follow Mike's words.

"Ah? Ah! Yes, I've been a little tired recently."

Seeing Hermione touching her chest instinctively, Mike raised his eyebrows.

Of course he knew what was going on, Hermione took all the courses, including many time conflict classes.

Of course, humans cannot appear in two different classrooms at the same time. To do this, you must reverse the time, or you can clone it.

Hermione has a time converter that can make people travel through time, and is now hanging around Hermione's neck.

Time and space can be said to be the two most profound sciences in the world. The time converter that can reverse time has become the most precious artifact of the Ministry of Magic.

Mike didn't understand how Professor McGonagall got this kind of thing. You should know that the Ministry of Magic's control over time converters is far more powerful than the black magic of the life-seeking curse.

He also didn't understand why Magnate gave this kind of thing to Hermione. Didn't she know that the time converter was very dangerous? A little carelessness would form a time paradox or even change history.

Perhaps Professor McGonagall is really optimistic about Hermione and wants her to learn as much knowledge as possible, but in Mike's view, this is undoubtedly a way to encourage growth.

Mike looked at Hermione with distress, but didn't say anything.

He now wants to persuade Hermione not to continue using the time twister, but he knows that Hermione will definitely not agree.

So Mike took out a bottle of Dolphin's magic drink from his pocket and handed it over.

"Come on, drink this, it will cheer you up."

"Oh? Thank you!"

Hermione looked at Mike in surprise and took the drink. She originally thought Mike would advise her not to be so tired.

"Come on!" Mike looked at Hermione with a burning look and said, "You are the best!"

Hermione felt her eyes a little sore. To be honest, the high-intensity learning these days really made her feel uncomfortable and tired.

Especially in the divination class, that weird old woman was so annoying.

But her competitive spirit made her unable to say the kind of words to give up. Harry and Ron advised her to give up every day, and no one said to her to come on, except Mike.

Hermione's emotions burst out, and she felt like she had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to tell Mike.

But at this moment, the ancient demonic teachings came in.

"Sorry, my classmates, I'm late."

Hermione was startled by the female voice and hurriedly sat down to concentrate on class, but her eyes were aiming at Mike from time to time.

And Mike saw all of this, smiled and opened the book.

He can still tell which is important to pick up girls and learn.

What surprised Mike was that the professor of ancient magic literature turned out to be a young woman.

The woman has long thick black hair and glasses with glasses that are as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, which has a nerd temperament.

Mike thought that in the profound courses like ancient magic texts, the professors should be all silver-haired old men.

However, although Professor Bassica Babuling is young, his professional knowledge is not bad at all.

Starting from "Magic Pronunciation List" and "A Brief Introduction to Ancient Magical Texts", she slowly taught the pronunciation of ancient magical texts by Mike and others.

Although what Professor Babuling said today is superficial, equivalent to learning English phonetic symbols, many people were still confused in class, and it seemed that they would have to understand it for a while.

But Mike was surprised to find that his talent in ancient magic literature was so high that it was beyond the present.

The pronunciations of the symbols that Professor Babuling talks about, no matter how circumcised or anti-human microphones can read them out after training several times and remember them firmly...

This can no longer be described as talent, it is simply a natural level of knowledge.

In fact, as early as when I was previewing my homework, Mike felt that the ghost painting talismans in the book "A Brief Introduction to Ancient Magic Texts" looked very familiar. At first he thought it was his talent, but now it seems that something must be strange here.

Just kidding, although Mike is confident, he is not yet arrogant.

That level of language talent is impossible to exist at all, and even if it exists, it cannot appear in him.

The only possibility is that someone tampered with it.

Taking advantage of Professor Babuling's intentional stopping to ask the students to take notes, Mike carefully considered this issue.

After searching his memory, he finally discovered the only possibility.

The legacy of Ravenclaw.

When he killed Ravenclaw's soul in the secret realm, part of Ravenclaw's memory was integrated into his brain. Mike originally thought that it was just Ravenclaw's understanding of magic, but now it seems that there should be other knowledge here.

Ancient magical script is part of it!

Mike, who felt that he had guessed the truth, was very happy. The ancient magical text was really a profound knowledge, and this sudden plug-in helped him so much.

While excited, Mike did not relax and still listened attentively to Professor Babuling's lecture.

When he is attentive, time always passes quickly. When Professor Babuling announced the end of get out of class, Mike's textbook was already full of notes.

Although the handwriting on it is really hard to look at, Mike still cherishes it very much. He even couldn't bear to close it after writing it, and opened it there and waited for the ink to dry out.

Hermione, who was beside her, looked at Mike's notes curiously, and when she saw the twisted words on it, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

But then Hermione realized his unreasonableness and handed his textbook to Mike with guilt and said, "Well, Mike. If you need it, I can lend you my notes."

Mike, who reacted from excitement, glanced at Hermione's beautiful notes and shook his head without hesitation.

"No, I feel that my notes are done very well." As if I had thought of something, Mike said, "I can lend you my notes if you need to review, and I can guarantee that this is the best notes in the whole Hogwarts."

"Emm, thank you, but I'd better not." Hermione suddenly patted her head and said, "Oh! By the way. I remember that I still have to go to arithmetic divination, so I'll leave Mike first!"

Seeing Hermione leave the classroom as if she was running away, Mike shook his head with a smile.

Mike didn't know what Hermione was thinking, but he just disliked his writing for being ugly.
Chapter completed!