I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

Chapter 157 Marauder's Map Filch's Letter (Subscribe)

I saw Sean took out a shotgun and completely enchanted the speed magic pattern. To be honest, Sean has never used speed magic marks before, this thing is a passive.

If Sean enchanted this speed magic pattern on his shoes, then Sean's speed will be permanently increased by 200%

That said, Sean has to deliberately slow down if he wants to look ordinary.

That's totally looking for guilt for yourself.

If this is an active skill, Sean is definitely willing to enchant it on his clothes and shoes.

At that time, it will start as soon as the battle is started, and the speed will suddenly increase. Isn't that happy?

It's a pity that the speed magic pattern is a passive.

In fact, the defensive magic pattern is also passive, and it can only be activated when it is attacked!

Even Sean has no way to actively turn it on!

So the speed magic pattern is too tasteless for Sean, and has never been used.

Until today, Sean finally had inspiration.

Looking at the shotgun that had been enchanted, Sean walked out of the alchemy room and set a target not far ahead.

The next moment, Sean jerked the trigger.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

Sean's jaw-dropping thing happened!

I saw the distant target shattered first, and then Sean heard the gunshot!

This gunshot is dead before anyone else, how can this make sense?

"too strong!"

Sean is excitedly holding his shotgun, and now this thing, the wizard may not be able to avoid it!

"It turns out that the strongest speed magic pattern is because I am too stupid."

Sean took out the King Arthur sword and prepared to enchant the speed magic pattern on it.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came.

Sean's face froze, he looked down and saw that the shotgun in his hand disintegrated automatically!

The barrel of the gun turned into molten iron and was slowly dripping down, almost dripping onto Sean.

Sean threw the shotgun out as if electrocuted.

"System, what's going on?"

[Host, if a magic pattern can turn an ordinary weapon into an artifact, wouldn't there be too many artifacts in the world? 】

[Ordinary materials cannot afford this level of enchantment. 】

[The effect of the speed magic pattern makes the bullet exceed the speed of sound, and the instantaneous speed makes the temperature in the barrel exceed the limit that ordinary steel can withstand! 】

[Actually, this shotgun in your hand has reached the limit of what it can withstand, and any strengthening will make it collapse. 】

[There is no other way unless the material is changed. 】

"Material?"

Sean suddenly remembered that there was a material in his memory.

Sean pondered hard, and suddenly had a flash of light!

"By the way, Lord Kenneth once took out a stone in the third level, and he said it was an unmelted stone!"

[Yes, what Earl Kenneth took out was indeed a high-quality alchemy material. He couldn't smelt it because only magic could shape the stone. 】

Sean can only secretly say that it is a pity.

After all, even if Sean had to choose one more time, Sean would still choose the potion scraps.

This is a problem that cannot have both.

"Maybe in the future, other people will go in and help me get that stone."

Sean can only hope for the little snakes in Slytherin.

If they can get to the third level, they might have a chance to bring that stone out!

Of course, it's probably impossible right now. Those students haven't even cleared the Wizarding Tower. It is estimated that there will be about a week before someone completes the customs clearance one after another.

With a sigh, Sean asked again:

"Then can I enchant King Arthur's sword?"

This time Sean is more cautious. King Arthur's sword is indeed a rare treasure. If you accidentally play it, you will lose a lot.

[The sword of King Arthur is enchanted with three magic marks of sharpness, tenacity, and seeking the master. 】

[If you want multiple enchantments, it is not as simple as pasting the magic pattern directly. The host can try it, and there will be no problem. 】

Hearing that the system said there was no problem, Sean felt relieved and tried.

When Sean raised his palm, a tender green speed magic pattern suddenly appeared in his hand.

The next moment, Sean slapped the King Arthur sword!

At the moment of shooting, the scene in front of Sean suddenly changed!

"Where is this?"

Sean looked around and was horrified to find that his body was gone!

It seems that he has become a gas!

[The host doesn't need to worry, this is the inner space of King Arthur's sword. In fact, when the object is enchanted more than 2 times, such a space will appear. 】

Sean instinctively wanted to take a sip, but found that he couldn't feel that he had a mouth, so he remembered that he was just gas now.

The next moment, Sean's thoughts moved, and he found himself moving.

Moving forward slowly, three colors suddenly appeared in the dark space!

Sean took a closer look and saw three huge, intricate magic patterns that were slowly rotating in front of him!

They are yellow, red and cyan.

These three magic patterns, each of which seems to be as high as a dozen floors!

[Yellow is the tough magic pattern, red is the master-seeking magic pattern, and cyan is the sharp magic pattern. 】

"They seem to be fused together!?"

Sean took a closer look and found that although the three magic patterns were running separately, some of them overlapped!

Just like gears, they mesh together and drive the magic patterns next to them to rotate at the same time, thus achieving a balance!

[This is the difficulty of applying more than one enchantment. In fact, as great as Merlin, he can only apply 6 enchantments, and the King Arthur Sword is the work of Merlin in his early years. 】

[The application of enchantment is not as simple as one plus one. With the increase of magic patterns, there will be more factors to be considered. 】

[The host can try to place the speed magic pattern, and if it fails, it will be ejected, and there will be no danger. 】

Sean wanted to nod, but suddenly it sounded that he had no head.

Sean didn't act rashly, but carefully observed for a long time, looking for patterns.

As a result, after searching for a long time, I didn't find any farts. Instead, Sean's eyes were dizzy and he felt a little nauseous.

The three magic lines were arranged side by side, and Sean didn't bother to think about it any more, and placed the speed magic lines directly behind the cyan sharp magic lines.

"Om-"

The next moment, a low humming sound rang out, and Sean only saw that the speed magic pattern was suddenly bounced off, rushing towards himself at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, Sean suddenly opened his eyes.

The pain in the brain told Sean that what had just happened was real.

"Why does my head hurt so much?"

Sean lay on the ground holding his head.

[A small impact is the price of the failure of the magic pattern, it will be healed in a while, don't worry. 】

"Okay.... f*ck! It's going to crack!!"

Sean's clothes were instantly soaked in cold sweat, his fingers couldn't help but dig into the soil, and he squeezed everything he could grasp, trying to relieve the pain.

Now Sean can't even scream, as if something is stuck in his throat, making Sean breathless.

"Om-"

Sean only felt like two huge iron pillars were rubbing against each other in his brain, making a low humming sound.

After a full ten minutes, Sean got up weakly and found that there was some liquid on his face.

Reach out and touch, one hand is bright red!

Sean immediately took out the mirror and saw that he was bleeding from the seven orifices!

Eyes, nose, ears, all blood!

Even the mouth is an iron smell!

"You're telling me it's okay? I almost died!"

Sean shouted furiously.

[Sorry host, the system does not feel pain. 】

The system sounds a little muffled.

Sean sighed helplessly:

"... Next time, explain the consequences clearly, I almost died."

Recalling the feeling just now, Sean fought a cold war,

At this moment, Sean finally understands why so many wizards worship Merlin.

If nothing else, he can apply six enchantments!

Only at this moment did Sean know how high the gold content of this sentence is!

That's just the eternal God, okay? If the system is right, the difficulty increases with each additional enchantment, so how many times has Merlin failed?

Not to mention six, I am afraid that two are the heights that most wizards can't reach in their lifetime.

Not for anything else, just for the impact from the magic pattern after the failure, it really feels that life is better than death.

The enchantment is likened to a frying pan. You may not understand it for the first time, so you just put your hand in it.

It's been burned to death, do you dare to put it in the second time?

That is against instinct! At the same time, we must take into account the complex problem of enchanting!

"No wonder it was lost. If it weren't for the system reward, I would never practice this thing in my life."

Sean got up with difficulty, and immediately put the idea of ​​enchantment behind him.

Sean had to take another shower before exiting the training room.

Today is the weekend, and the Slytherin snakes are waiting in the common room early.

Sean walked out after leaving a clone for them to use as a login.

Sean's mind is stuffy now, and he urgently needs to rest for a while to relax.

When walking to the first floor, Sean suddenly found George looking at his phone with a smile on his face.

"Huh? George and Fred are together (Lee's good), so it's probably not doing a good thing, but if George is doing something alone, it's definitely not doing a good thing."

Sean narrowed his eyes, and gently touched George's back.

George was so immersed in his phone at this time that he didn't notice what was going on next to him.

Sean approached slowly, and finally saw the picture on George's phone.

is a chat interface.

"Dear, are you still busy?"

George: "Of course not, my sweetheart, I can appear in front of you anytime to relieve your boredom."

"Oh! Honey, maybe we should find a corner where no one is there and let me taste your lips."

George: "If I could, I'd really like to fly to you right away."

"vomit!"

Seeing the chat log, Sean almost vomited.

"In love? Who? It's disgusting."

As Sean said, the fire of gossip was blazing, reaching his neck a little deeper, and he tiptoed to look at the other party's name and remarks.

The moment he saw it, Sean's pupils shrank even smaller than the eye of a needle! Choking with a mouthful of saliva, Sun coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

George was startled, and immediately put away the phone and turned around, with an unnatural expression:

"Sean? What are you doing here?"

"George...cough cough cough...what are you doing on the horse? Rita? She's the same age as your mother!"