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"Island style? Ferrey, did you mean to turn me into an ice sculpture? In this kind of weather, it is more comfortable to stay in the warm Hogwarts." Verne looked at the other party with a smile on his eyes. He knew the kindness and concerns of this friend very well. "Thank you, Ferrey, but you should know that Dumbledore promised me that he will give me a job after the Christmas holiday, so I have to prepare for the later lessons before so as not to keep up with everyone's progress in the future."

Feray made a face and said exaggeratedly: "Worrying that you can't keep up with the progress? Thank you if you don't leave us far behind. You are a monster with all the best. How dare we hope to surpass you?"

"At least one point after Christmas holiday, I can be sure you will be far above me, that is...weight!" Verne smiled sarcastically, "Even the mountain monster is not as fast as you."

"This is family inheritance. If you see my father and brother, you won't say that. We are born with a big skeleton." Ferey patted Verne's shoulder with condescendingly. "Of course, Xiao Douding, you will never be able to understand how many advantages a strong body will bring you in the future, and how fresh the air at the high place is." After speaking, he glanced at the dark skin next to him again, "I think you can't understand it either, Dakarie."

Dakari kicked Ferey, then quickly flashed through the opponent's counterattack, like a black lightning flash. "As far as I know, growing fast when I was young is not a good thing. It is very likely that you are still at the same height as you are in the fifth grade." After recalling the height of his father and brother, Ferey rushed towards Dakari angrily, and the two of them had a quarrel.

Verne looked at the two friends helplessly, wondering if he should go over and step on a few steps. As for who the victim was, it was not within his consideration. Thinking of this, he carefully rushed over from the dead corner of the other party's gaze.

The students of the same grade looked at the three of them funnyly, betting on who would win. In the end, Verne was the most preferred because he was more sinister. In fact, everyone was a little puzzled about why the three of them became friends, because their family background and identity and bloodline were quite different.

Feray McFasti came from a family of wizards with a rich history, but he was not as gentle or arrogant as the aristocrats in the public's impression. Instead, he acted vulgar and barbaric, but also cunning and wise. Dakarry Shakr, his father was a pure blood, served as an Auror in the Ministry of Magic, and his mother was a Muggle wizard. Although he was short, he was always kind and generous on weekdays. He only showed his sharp-tongued side in front of his friends.

The one who surprised everyone the most was Verne, who came from a poor family, and his parents were all Muggles. But in the past few months, he has shown extraordinary talent and interest in magic, and has performed better than his peers born in most wizard families. In addition, he has a special temperament that makes others unable to help but convince. He was vaguely led by him in the trio, and even Professor Slughorn, who has always been the most snobbish, always greets him with a smile.

After a long time of fighting, the three of them tidied up their crooked clothes, complained a few times before returning to the public lounge of Ravenclaw.

The wide lounge was filled with a warm atmosphere, which was in great contrast to the weather outside the castle. The Ravenclaws, who were not very active, surrounded them in groups of three or three, either sitting in soft armchairs or squeezing over floating white clouds, reading their favorite books.

After integrating into the academy, Verne discovered that Ravenclaws did not have warm and cute sisters like the fan novels I read in my previous lives, or everyone had time converters, or they all loved studying magic like crazy scientists.

In fact, Ravenclaws are more like those who have good homework in their previous lives. Most of them are not good at sports, pay attention to planning, and some are selfish, especially in personal studies. But overall they are all kind because they give most of their lives to books, and they cannot set up the timetable for learning bad things.

At this time, Verne was lying on the round table, writing multiple homework frantically. Three quills, under his magic application, were hung on different parchment papers, writing anti-evil curse experiences of the black magic defense technique. What is amazing is that the fonts written by the three quills were different, some were fancy, some were round, and occasionally stopped to let Verne modify the content and sentences himself, so that these homework did not look like the same person had done.

This is Verne's first cross-level curse - "multiple rewriting", and some small thoughts have changed the handwriting and become a powerful tool for making money.

Suddenly, one of the quills paused for a moment because of the unsuccessful transportation of magic, causing the ink to faint on the parchment paper, leaving a big stain. At this time, Verne brushed his fingers across the place without panic, and then the parchment returned to its original state. This miracle had nothing to do with magic, but his use of his own supernatural powers. Although he traveled to another world, this special ability seemed to be engraved in the soul and did not dissipate.

The Lavenclaws are smart and knowledgeable, but they do not mean that they like to do homework. They would rather spend their time on their favorite readings, which also gave Verne's business a source of customers. Of course, it was a huge project to convince these customers at the beginning. Most of the Lavenclaws still care about their own achievements and do not trust others' ghostwriters. It was not until Verne released the homework templates for a week that convinced them.

For two weeks, Verne has helped others complete other subjects except "herbal medicine". His grades in each subject have never been lower than e, even the boring "historical history". As for "herbal medicine", every time Verne sees those strange plants, he will think of the sea of ​​poppy flowers he grew up in his previous life. It is gorgeous and dangerous, which naturally makes him unable to get interested and can only barely maintain it above the passing level.

Just as Verne leaned over to modify one of the black magic defense operations, he could only hear a "pop" sound, and a button on his chest bounced down and hit the corner of the table and reflected, "Damn it, it's all those two bastards!" Verne remembered the fight and playfulness not long ago, cursed himself, and quickly lowered his head to find his button. After all, he is financially in a hurry and cannot afford to spend other expenses.
Chapter completed!