Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

Rubbing his ears, Bell began to consider the necessity of limiting his perception.

Slow perception is not enough. In that case, you don't know if you are attacked, and you don't know how you died when you die.

However, too sensitive perception also seems to have a big problem. If there is a sudden strong sound or light like this, you will be caught off guard.

It seems necessary to conduct related research.

"What happened?" Bell asked knowingly.

"Humph!"

Hermione's anger bar began to soar, and her small face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's not Harry and Ron's troublemakers! Did you know? The two of them didn't even take the Hogwarts Express to the school. Instead, they drove a speed car and flew to the school by themselves! The newspaper said they It caused a lot of riots. Fortunately, the school hadn’t started yet, so Professor McGonagall didn’t deduct the points from the two of them. Otherwise, Gryffindor Academy would lose the game for the first time in history! How could they drive so fast? Something dangerous!"

It seems that the little witch's dedication to the academy points has not diminished in any way this year. But there is one thing that Bell feels very necessary to clarify to Hermione.

"Flying cars are not dangerous at all, Hermione. In fact, a variety of protective magic and invisibility magic are applied to each speeding car to ensure that the speeding car can guarantee the safety and concealment of the passengers under any circumstances. And those two people The reason why they are seen by Muggles and in danger is simply because they are driving an informal speed car that they remodeled."

"Who knows? Anyway, I have no chance of speeding. I heard that every speeding car is dying. I guess I don't have to think about affording it in my life."

After a long time in contact with Bell, Hermione, who has a serious character, was also influenced by Bell and learned his iconic perfunctory words.

Listening to own's sign, Bell was choked and rolled his eyes.

"If you want to drive a speeding car, I'll give you one for you, a big deal."

"no!"

Unexpectedly, the little witch reacted fiercely to Bell's words.

"You can't give me such an expensive gift!"

"Forehead……"

Bell was a little frightened by Hermione's reaction, and after a while he recovered.

"In fact, the speed car is not as expensive as you think... well, well, I see, I won't send it."

Seeing Hermione's small eyes widening, Bell stopped what he wanted to say in order to prevent them from falling out.

"But I can lend it to you. It's always okay to experience it?"

Bell gave a thumbs up for own wit.

"Do you have an own speed car? You are only 12 years old!"

Hermione's mouth grew in surprise.

"In fact, it doesn’t exist now, but it’s not a valuable thing. If I want it, I can have it in the next second. You may not know, but the speed car is actually produced by my family. So I took a speed car from home and No need to spend money."

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Hermione can't remember the first time she heard something similar from Bell. Now I was telling her that Hogwarts Castle was actually built by the Bell family, and she didn't think she would be surprised.

"Bell, are everyone in your family so good? Or are the wizards so good?"

Hermione looked around the auditorium and asked in disbelief.

Seeing the chatting and arguing of own classmates, the little witch is really hard to imagine how powerful they can become in the future.

‘Is it possible that wizards are actually abnormal developments? ’

Hermione thought very rudely.

"So so." Bell said modestly.

No way, he is such a humble and low-key person, so don't worship him, he will be proud.

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"The speed car was actually made by Ron’s father, Mr. Arthur Weasley. Oh, it was the one that crashed last night. The speed car I made was actually purchased from Mr. Weasley’s technology. Then, optimize and improve the product."

"Who!? That Ron's father!? Is his father that amazing!?"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise again, and she exclaimed in disbelief.

"Um...Hermione, you are so rude. The Weasley family is also very famous in the wizarding world (although the reputation may not be so positive). Ron's parents and Big Brothers are also very good wizards. For example, Percy Weasley, the prefect of your college, isn't he the number one in his grade."

Hermione stuck out her tongue, trying to pass the stage cutely. Obviously the little witch also realized how rude the words she just blurted out.

"Okay, I won't tell you, I haven't had breakfast yet. Goodbye, Bell, see you in Transfiguration class. Be sure to take a seat!"

With that, Hermione ran towards the Gryffindor table without looking back.

Bell waved at Hermione's back, and then began to think. He had just noticed Hermione's class schedule, and also found that the other party had marked Lockhart's Defence Against the Dark Arts class with a heart shape. So he is...

"Everyone is gone, so watch? If you are so reluctant, you can chase after it. I wouldn't mind you running to the Gryffindor table for breakfast. I can also help you and Gryffindor. Say hello to the prefects and tell them not to drive you away."

Penello suddenly appeared behind Bell, patted him on the head lightly, and laughed.

"Uh, I'm not reluctant."

Bell was at a loss and could not understand what Penello was saying.

"Who believes it. I haven't reluctantly, why keep staring at others' backs?"

"I'm thinking about a question. I found that Hermione marked Lockhart's class with a heart shape, and I was thinking about why. Sister, do you like Professor Lockhart? Would you also mark his class with a heart shape?"

Bewildered, Bell decided to seek foreign aid and asked Penello, who is also a girl, what he thinks.

"It's not like I like it. In fact, I haven't read Professor Lockhart's book before. I bought Professor Lockhart's book and read it after the book list arrived during the summer vacation. Reading the description in the book, Professor Lockhart is indeed very good, and I am also looking forward to this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class. But those books are too expensive. Why, are you jealous?"

Bell rolled his eyes at Penello, and the other party's answer was worthless. And why should he be jealous? The vinegar is so sour that he doesn't like it.

"No, I prefer to eat soy sauce."

"..."

Penello stared at Bell speechlessly, wondering if the other party was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Could it be said that the own problem is super-class for a little wizard in the second grade?

It shouldn't be! When she was in the second grade, she seemed to have already understood related things. Is there such a big gap between boys and girls?

So there is only one truth, and it must be Bell pretending to be a fool!

(Bell: ‘huh.’)

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