Joel raised his hand first, "Professor, let me go first."
After Professor Flitwick agreed, Joel took out the Ravenclaw emblem that he had prepared, pressed it on his left chest with his left hand, and pointed the wand on the emblem raven with his right hand, "Wow!"
The badge and the robe were perfectly stuck together. Professor Flitwick stretched out his hand and pulled the badge hard. The badge did not move at all, as if it was naturally embedded in the robe.
"Awesome!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands for Joel's curse, and the students in the audience also clapped, with a bit of envy on their faces.
Qiu and Haylis were a little unbelievable. When they met him at the long table in the auditorium last night, Joel's sticking spell was obviously not very effective. Why did his spell become so skillful overnight?
Except for the three roommates, no one knew how much hard work Joel put in last night. He practiced the sticking spell all night long.
Even if the magic source he extracted was of poor quality, he still couldn't withstand Jorken's efforts. Coupled with his deep understanding of the pasting spell, it was reasonable for this result to occur.
Since you don’t have talent, you might as well fly first and work harder, and you can be stronger than a genius who doesn’t work hard.
But in this world, Zhong Yong is a minority after all. There are more people who are both talented and willing to work hard.
The second person to raise his hand was Sergey. His performance was not inferior to Joel's. Professor Flitwick could not find any fault with his success.
"Does anyone else want to show it?" Professor Flitwick asked the students in the audience.
No one said a word, Hailis bit her lower lip and raised her hand.
Under Professor Flitwick's eager anticipation, she cast the sticking spell with trembling hands, and the Ravenclaw badge rested on her chest for two seconds before falling off.
Her face fell instantly and her head drooped.
Although Professor Flitwick was a little disappointed, he smiled and encouraged Haylis.
"Only Mr. Joel Taylor and Mr. Sergey Lowe successfully cast the Pasting Spell today!" Professor Flitwick said loudly, "You two will follow me to the office in a moment to collect the reward!"
"Other students, I hope you won't be discouraged. The door to the magical world has just opened. Your future as a wizard is still very long. Being ahead at this time doesn't mean anything!" Professor Flitwick emphasized again, and he asked the students to move to the academy.
Take out the badges and stick them on the students' robes one by one.
Joel and Sergey followed Professor Flitwick out of the classroom and went all the way up to the Ravenclaw Headmaster's office on the 8th floor.
Professor Flitwick clicked his wand on the office door. The area where the tip of the wand touched the wooden door glowed with blue light. The blue light spread to the entire door. With a crisp click, Professor Flitwick pushed the door open.
Joel followed Professor Flitwick into the office. Everything here was one size smaller, including robes, desks, glasses...
Except for the books, the books here are crookedly stacked up to the ceiling, and there are a lot of books scattered on the floor, and it is difficult to even find a place to put your feet.
"Sorry, I haven't put away these lovely books for a long time... they seem a bit messy." Professor Flitwick waved his wand, rolled up all the books on the floor and piled them in the corner.
Finally, there is a clear space here.
Professor Flitwick led the two of them to the desk, stepped on a stool and took down two sets of thick volumes from the messy bookshelf.
"Come on, take it and study hard!" Professor Flitwick jumped down from the stool and rubbed his hands excitedly.
"Thank you, professor!" Joel bowed happily.
Professor Flitwick quickly supported him, his wrinkled face full of appreciation and encouragement. He patted Joel on the shoulder: "Keep working hard!"
Joel ignored the dust on the book and hugged it tightly in his arms. This was 200 gold galleons!
Sergey pursed his lips tightly, his thin shoulders retracted inward, and he tapped the book with his fingers.
"Thank you...thank you, Professor." His voice trembled.
The two said goodbye to Professor Flitwick and walked down the corridor on the eighth floor. There were many empty rooms here. At the end of the corridor was the Divination classroom, and the scent of tea wafted from it.
"Joel..." Sergey, who was following him, said, "Do you know where I can sell this set of books?"
Joel turned around.
"Are you short of money?" he asked softly.
Sergey hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly. Joel looked at his brilliant blond hair and it dimmed a bit.
Joel had felt that something was wrong with Sergey before. Based on his clothes and the ruby box he carried, he should be from a pretty good family. Why did he agree to participate in the sale of low-profit playing cards?
Not to mention trying to ease the relationship with his roommate, judging from Sergey's character, he would never do such a thing.
But Joel didn't intend to find out. He wasn't interested in Sergey's family to this extent yet.
"Of course, Flourish and Blotts..." He raised his eyebrows.
Sergey shook his head, "They won't accept it there. I sent a letter two days ago to ask. They are not sure whether the signature is authentic or not. They are only willing to buy it at the basic price. 7 volumes will cost 21 galleons."
"Floor and Blott Bookstore won't accept it..." Joel pondered for a moment, "Then why does Senior Penello say it's worth 200 gold galleons?"
Sergey sighed, "It was an auction in New York five years ago. A set of "Chadwick's Magic" signed by Mr. Chadwick Butt sold for 200 gold galleons."
So this is what the 200 galleons means.
Joel was stunned for a moment, then patted Sergey on the shoulder.
Sergey did not shy away from this slightly intimate gesture. He just looked at Joel with doubtful eyes.
"I know a place that definitely carries this set of books," Joel said. "The price may be lower, but it's definitely much more than Flourish and Blotts Bookstore."
"Really?" Sergey was dubious.
"Of course, I never lie to anyone." Joel walked downstairs, "I'll write to you in the next two days to ask. Just wait for my news."
Sergey definitely didn't believe the first half of the sentence. He looked at Joel's back, shook his head and walked on.
Joel feels that his family background is mysterious and mysterious, and Sergey also feels that Joel has no bottom.
The inexplicable card gameplay, and the fact that he has never been exposed to the magical world before, where did he learn about the place where the books are collected?
But Joel didn't ask about his life experience before...
Sergey thought about it and decided to follow Joel's approach - respect each other and keep the bottom line. He would never ask if he didn't tell him.
When he returned to the dormitory, Eddie was running around the room excitedly, and Alan was reading the book "Advanced Potion Making" with his ears blocked.
"What's wrong with you?" Joel looked at Eddie who looked like a crazy monkey and was very puzzled.
"Professor White is back," Eddie swayed from side to side with an excited expression, "My goddess Professor White is back!"
Professor Claure White was their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor (limited to the 1990-1991 academic year). She canceled all her college classes in the first week on the grounds that she had to prepare the Dark Arts Creatures for class.