The warriors each have a golden egg, and they have to unlock the secret and get clues to the second project by February 24 next year.

But the golden egg is empty inside, nothing.

At the moment of opening, there will also be a very disgusting, sharp and harsh sound.

It's a bit like a knife scratching a cup, a nail scratching a blackboard... That kind of friction sound is extremely uncomfortable.

So, this is a level that tests your IQ.

Warriors with insufficient IQ will definitely not be able to unlock the golden egg and find clues smoothly.

But as a master alchemist, with William's extremely high vision, he only glanced at it and understood the structure of the entire golden egg.

The golden egg lacks a special medium to transform the sound. At least air is not the medium of transmission.

Finding a medium is a troublesome thing, but he can use superb alchemy to directly and violently change the structure of the golden egg, turning the medium into air.

But Hermione insisted that it be solved by her clever little brain.

The so-called pulling William to help, in fact, does not want him to be entangled by those fanatical female fans, and even male fans.

In order to crack the golden egg, Hermione started her various whimsy.

For example, I first thought of roasting golden eggs on a fire.

The artificial hatching of dragon eggs needs to be roasted in a flame.

Also, when some paper is placed in flames, will hidden fonts appear?

This is to see too much.

Anyway, William made a fire and baked it for half an hour, but the golden egg did not bake anything special.

On the contrary, the meat skewers he put on the shelf, sprinkled with cumin, were extraordinarily fragrant.

So, the two of them baked golden eggs, ate barbecue, and paired it with red wine... high-class, high-class!

Although the trick of baking golden eggs was ineffective, Hermione still insisted that golden eggs and dragon eggs had a special relationship.

She also borrowed all the books about dragon eggs in the library.

Those warriors who were several beats slower than her before they thought of this, when they came to the library, they suddenly found that...the books were all gone!

This lack of books immediately gave the warriors the illusion that the secret of the golden egg is in the book.

So William suggested that Anne and Gabriel rent out some of the books that Hermione had read to other warriors.

Especially the local tyrants of Durmstrang.

William is not short of money and does not despise this little money.

But Annie and Gabriel were still living on pocket money, and they had to learn to save a small coffer by themselves.

After all, Annie's big treasury was controlled by Hermione, and she would only give her the key when she was an adult.

And William helps others out of poverty, this kind of behavior is also exquisite.

This is called the legend of the rich first and the future generations... ahem, the rich first drives the rich later!

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Soon, December came, bringing high winds and rain and snow to Hogwarts and an avalanche of homework for the fifth graders.

The professors did not show mercy because of the cold weather. Instead, after the first project ended, they agreed that everyone should take it easy!

Professor McGonagall has put up a big sign at the front of her Transfiguration classroom:

200 days left until the O.w.l.s exam!

The number of that brand will automatically decrease every morning.

The advantage of this approach is that the fifth graders are immediately nervous.

Many people were extremely shocked. They originally thought that there was still a year to review, but in a blink of an eye, there were only 200 days left?

Who... stole my time? !

Of course, for some fifth graders, the review is just beginning.

After all, there are still one year and two hundred days before the exam.

Professor Snape has given up on written questions. Anyway, after class, everyone has to go to Akali sprint class for tuition.

In this case, it is better to fully teach everyone to brew magical medicine.

Well, he wasted a year last year. The pit dug in the early stage was too big, and suddenly he found that the time was a little short.

Professor Flitwick has made the fastest progress.

The round of review of the magic spell class is almost over. At his pace, the mock exam can start after Christmas.

Professor Moody continued to gallop on the road away from the syllabus teaching.

After asking everyone to resist the Imperius Curse separately, he taught how to avoid Arvada gnawing the melon.

A green liquid shoots out of his wand to simulate a death curse. Students have to dodge when fighting, or they will be hit by the viscous liquid.

The advantage is that everyone's responsiveness is much stronger. The downside is that every day after class, the students have a sticky, unidentified liquid on their bodies.

As a result, the Akali sprint class became even hotter. Almost all fifth graders have signed up for at least one class.

In particular, the first few warriors in the first project were all employees of the Akali Mystery Shop... This level of popularity began to spread to other grades.

Many students from other grades also come to class every night.

In particular, the name 'DA' taught by William is actually a cram school for 'Defence Against the Dark Arts'.

He taught that after teaching the written exam, he would also find time to take some practical lessons on basic magic.

Students like this class the most.

Especially after a certain class, Neville actually found William and said that he wanted to take a class and train his combat ability.

In Neville's words: Please **** him hard!

William readily agreed, and asked Cedric to give him one-on-one drills.

Hagrid's Fantastic Beasts class is as bad as ever...they're still taking care of the dreaded blow-tailed snails.

"I'm not sure if they need to hibernate," Hagrid told the class in one class.

"We might as well try and see if they want to sleep... We put them in these boxes..."

There are only ten fried tail snails left. Obviously, the ** that they kill each other has not been completely eradicated.

Even that kind of fighting between the same kind has become more serious.

Only the winner deserves all the dung of the fried tail snails.

The loser has nothing, not even hot shit.

You can't understand this distribution of status. After all, other races have the right to mate, and they are actually strong and can eat more feces.

What an insane creature!

People don't like pulling skateboards with fried tail snails anymore.

It's too cold. Although there is a warm-up badge, the cold wind blows on the face, and the feeling is not particularly comfortable.

Also, fried tail snails are becoming more and more dangerous.

Each of them is nearly two meters long, with thick gray protective layers, exploding fire-breathing tails, and disgusting spines and suckers.

It likes to burn ropes and send students to the ground. Or do unstable acceleration, leading to racing and racing into the black lake.

So, when Hagrid moved out the big box, the students were a little lethargic.

In particular, the feed trough in the corner of the temporary stables smelled of alcohol.

The classmates in the Protection of Magical Creatures class felt a little dizzy.

These were the single malt whiskies that Hagrid had given Madame Maxime's rune horses.

Hagrid couldn't wait to buy some fifty-year-old wine.

There are also pillows, plush blankets, and various fat chicken dolls in the box. There are even fire dragon figures.

Hagrid really thought of the fried tail snail as a giant baby.

"We'll bring them in," said Hagrid, "and then put the lid back on and see what happens."

It's a pity that fried tail snails don't hibernate, and they don't like being stuffed into pillow-covered boxes.

Fried-tailed snails rammed through the pumpkin, and the ground was already strewn with smoky crate shards.

Many students fled in all directions.

"Hey, don't scare them!" Hagrid shouted, still there.

After class, William and Cho stay behind to help Hagrid clean up the mess.

Of those ten fried tail snails, after a wave of chaos, only the last five remained.

He seemed very sad.

Those are the children he injected with bone blood!

"Well... Hagrid, we have less than 200 days before the exam." Qiu said after hesitating for a long time.

"Oh, don't worry, I know that I won't be teaching tail snails all the time." Hagrid seemed to be really prepared.

"I've saved some creatures for your O.W.Ls. Wait, they're very special."

Qiu gave William a wink.

William was helpless and had to remind: "Hagrid, stop using those dangerous creatures. You can get some unicorns or something."

"Dangerous?" Hagrid shook his head~lightnovelpub.net~ I won't give you dangerous creatures! I have a sense of measure. "

Hearing this sentence, William and Qiu didn't know where to start complaining.

"Besides, any wizard with a normal mind would not be willing to study unicorns and give up the human-headed lion-body manticore!"

William slandered in his heart:

"No...you are the only one who is abnormal!"

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Thanks to the "Ace101" boss for the reward.

Thanks for the 10,000-coin reward from the "cloud and end" boss!

38 chapters owed. I also want to write it on the side of my bed, reminding me that I have to work harder to send feces and paint the walls. )