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Chapter 38 A late night snack after work

 "Stones are flying..."

A thumb-sized piece of gravel in the soil jumped like a grasshopper, then stayed there motionless.

"Hahahaha! I succeeded!"

Ron smiled happily and suddenly felt that his hands were no longer sore.

Then he saw a stone as big as a fist fly up and fall more than three meters.

Neville wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled on his face.

Charles came over and said to Ron: "No matter what kind of spell it is, you must concentrate during the process of casting the spell. Only concentration and concentration can make the spell last."

"You failed to concentrate at the beginning. You were thinking about other things. You got carried away with a little achievement and failed to continue the spell."

"This habit is very bad. If you can get rid of this problem, not only can you learn spells much faster, I can also recommend you to join the Quidditch team."

He could finally see that Ron had been under too much pressure in life over the years. The brothers above him were all very good, so he needed something to prove himself.

It's a good thing to be motivated, but these six kids can't be distracted and are easily distracted.

On the other hand, Neville is next to him. This kid is not very smart right now, but he has a sense of stupidity. After overcoming his inferiority complex and building some confidence, he can concentrate on one thing and learn the Flying Curse much faster than Ron.

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As for Seamus, Eleanor, who was watching the excitement, asked him if he wanted to join SAS.

Ron is a little depressed. He doesn't like to be lectured by others, except Charles, because this guy always gives people a little surprise at the end of his lecture.

"Can I join the hospital team?" Ron was a little excited.

Charles said to him: "I found that you have a good talent. Just now, after Seamus made the stone explode, you could quickly avoid the flying stones, and you could also push Neville to make him avoid it."

"With such dynamic vision and reaction speed, I think you can become an excellent goalkeeper."

"But you are still not attentive enough and can easily make mistakes."

Ron giggled and said: "Haha, is this true? What is dynamic vision?"

Charles replied: "Dynamic vision is the ability to see moving things. This can be trained. Just ask Harry."

"By the way, I heard that you are very good at wizard chess?"

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately replied proudly: "That's for sure. Even in the Wizarding Chess Association at Hogwarts, there are few people who can beat me."

Charles smiled and praised a few words. He had seen Ron and Seamus play chess. Ron was very serious at that time, so he said: "Recall what you were thinking when you were playing chess. Think of casting a spell as

It’s playing chess.”

Ron frowned and thought for a moment, then quickly said: "At that time, I was only thinking about winning at chess, and nothing else."

Charles patted him on the shoulder and said: "That's right, whether it's playing chess, casting spells, or even Quidditch, you have to be so focused. Just work hard in this way, you can do it, I

Believe in you."

Ron has always been compared with his outstanding brothers since he was a child, and rarely gets recognition from others. At this time, his face was a little red with excitement.

Neville is the same child. Both his parents have become idiots. Family tragedy has made his life even more depressed. He is afraid of not doing things well and is timid and ultimately fails. In a constant vicious cycle, he has become like this.<

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So Charles said to him, work hard, grit your teeth, and make grandma happy.

As for Seamus, Charles asked him to compete with the grassroots and learn to work hard with a small amount of power.

The three teenagers were sweating in the north wind. Charles walked up to Eleanor and took out a pack of sizzling honey candies for her.

"Huh?" Eleanor was happy and a little surprised, "How did you know that I like to eat sizzling honey candies?"

Charles mentioned the name of a seventh-year Ravenclaw boy, and then said: "He bought this and asked me to give it to you."

Eleanor was very curious about the luminous plants that Charles brought back from the Forbidden Forest. In recent days, she often went to the greenhouse with him to see the branches that were beginning to sprout.

A thoughtful person breathed a sigh of relief after finding out that Charles was a good friend of Eleanor's sister. As long as Eleanor didn't take advantage of this, a smart person asked Charles for help.

Eleanor said expressionlessly: "You can take it and eat it yourself."

Charles said: "He gave me a copy too."

Eleanor said: "Then you eat more, I will lose weight now."

Then she changed the subject: "You are really bad. You said you wanted to teach your friends magic spells, but you actually asked them to do the work for you."

Charles put his hands on his hips and said unconvinced: "Just tell me whether I taught them the flying spell. It's just that the air here is fresh and there is no Peeves to disturb me, so I chose this place."

Eleanor looked at him with a half-smile and asked: "Really?"

Charles shrugged and said: "I'm not like you, asking the boys who pursue you to help you without giving them an answer."

Eleanor sighed and said helplessly: "I have rejected it, but so what? You are not old enough yet. When you are old enough, you will know when you have a girl you like."

Charles shook his head and said: "Then you should just find a boyfriend. It's best to be real, or fake. Just make them lose their minds. It's easy to get into trouble if this goes on. It would be terrible if someone gave you a love potion."

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After a few days of contact, Charles felt that he could get along well with this eldest sister, so he regarded her as a friend.

Eleanor looked at this guy, reached out and pinched his face, as if she had picked out the right product in the supermarket, and said with satisfaction: "I think you are quite handsome, how about you be my boyfriend?"

Like?"

Charles pushed her hand away and said depressedly: "Don't make trouble, who will believe it?"

"Haha...ah!"

Ron was jumping wildly with his feet in his arms, interrupting the conversation between Charles and Eleanor.

Charles turned his head and looked over, speechless.

Ron summoned a stone as big as his head. It was successful at first, but when it flew not far away from him, he was distracted by excitement and the stone suddenly hit his feet.

Seeing Ron like this, Eleanor was dumbfounded. She took out a small bottle of potion from her pocket and gave it to Charles, asking him to give it to Ron.

The light blue potion worked very well. After a drop of it was applied, the swelling on the red and swollen feet immediately subsided, but it looked a bit cold and biting. Ron breathed in and said, "It's so cold, my hands and feet will freeze."



Eleanor said: "Charles, take this bottle of medicine, maybe some daredevil will need it next time."

Charles said: "Thank you, I'll treat you to something delicious tonight."

The landowner hired long-term workers to do the work and added eggs. Ron and the others helped clean the stones and naturally had a good meal.

At night, there were not many people in the common room. Eleanor, Seamus, Ron, Neville, and Harry, who joined after hearing the news, were chatting in front of the fireplace and waiting for Charles to come back. Hermione thought they were chatting noisily.

Read a book at the other end.

After Charles came out from Voldemort, he first rode a broomstick to the Forbidden Forest to find fresh ingredients, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

When he returned to the common room, Harry cheered the loudest, making Hermione frown.

Charles placed a soup pot on the long table, opened the lid, and a smell instantly filled the common room.

Eleanor had seen it before and asked Charles in surprise: "Did you cook this?"

Charles smiled and nodded, and began to share midnight snacks with everyone.

The soup in the soup bowl is slightly white, and the finger-sized meatballs inside are as white as snow. There are also a few black mushrooms floating in the soup.

Eleanor and Ron each had a bowl. There were 12 meatballs and 3 mushrooms in the bowl.

Harry looked at Charles helplessly, but found that he was not responsible.

Charles asked him: "Why should I give it to you?"

Harry immediately replied: "I'll help you write... your holiday homework for a subject!"

Then he got one to his heart's content.

Charles also served Hermione a portion and placed it in front of her: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Hermione said with a cold face: "I won't help you with your homework."

Charles smiled and replied: "You are not that idiot Harry."

Harry likes to eat the meatball soup made by Charles' family the most. He eats it very quickly, but Ron eats it even faster than him!

"It's so delicious!" Ron asked Charles after finishing the soup, "How was this made?"

Charles replied calmly: "Just slice the mushrooms and boil them in cold water, then put the meatballs in and cook them, and add some seasoning before taking them out of the pot."

He didn't mention the raw materials for fear of scaring people.

Eleanor tasted it slowly, eating the slowest one. After eating, she said to Charles: "This mushroom is a dwarf's walking mushroom. It can treat leg injuries. It can be sold for 1 galleons in Diagon Alley. Are you here specifically for it?"

Weasley prepared it."

Charles was packing up things and replied with a smile: "I happened to have some. I know it is very sweet when used to make soup."

He knew this from the centaur tribe. Even adding a few dwarf walking mushrooms to the wild vegetable soup would be delicious, so he asked for some back.

As for the efficacy of the medicine, he really doesn’t know.

Ron didn't expect that the slices of mushrooms just now were so expensive, and he didn't expect that Charles would use them as a late-night snack to heal his leg because he injured his leg. He was very touched.

He was so touched at the moment, but he was so confused later when he found out what those meatballs were made of.


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