Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 917 Leave Request

Happy April Fools' Day.

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Real title: Chapter 62: Are you here for military training?

After studying the access control system of the girls' dormitory for a long time, Martin came to the conclusion that even if he somehow moved in through space, he would be detected and driven away at a fixed time. So if he wanted to sneak in, he had to change the "code" directly from the world setting, or demolish it violently.

"It looks like Tuji can't get into the boys' dormitory?" Martin looked at Tuji teasingly.

"No, there is no similar spell in the boys' dormitory. Girls can enter freely." said Haibara Ai.

Rabbit immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory, but you can visit the boys' dormitory at will." Martin nodded in understanding. "Banner: You will be responsible for the consequences."

"So what do we do tonight?"

What else can I do? I can just go back to the dormitory and sleep... Huiyuan Ai frowned and suddenly remembered.

In order to prevent Ma Wu's abilities from getting out of control and causing serious consequences, Martin and Ma Wu are basically inseparable, even when they are sleeping, and they also have Doraemon as a double insurance.

But at Hogwarts, Doraemon's role is useless. If Martin is also "removed", wouldn't it be a bit unsafe?

Then let Ma Wu sleep in the boys' dormitory? For a group of little brats, gender separation is not the first thing to consider - the problem is that seeing Ma Wu's attitude, he will definitely drag himself along.

"Is it too late to arrange for her to go to school as a day student now?" Huibara Ai asked.

What do you say?

"Anyway, I'm not going." Huihara Ai declared, "I don't want to 'bear the consequences myself'."

Ma Wu looked from Huibara Ai to Martin, and no one knew what was going on in her confused little head. Even Martin didn't know whether she had figured out the current situation or was still thinking about some strange questions like 'If mom and dad sleep in separate rooms, should I stay with dad or mom?'

Hermione couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Xiao Wu can't control some of her abilities, especially when she's unconscious at night." Huiyuan Ai explained, "So her brother must stay with her. Now that someone can't get into the girls' dormitory, Xiao Wu can only go to the boys' dormitory."

Ma Wu's expression became conflicted, and he seemed to feel somewhat ashamed of this.

"Bed-wetting?" Hermione guessed with a puzzled look on her face: "It's okay, we are in the same dormitory, I can help wake you up."

"I didn't wet the bed!" Ma Wu denied it excitedly.

"It means that her super... is equivalent to wizard ability." Haibara Ai didn't know what to call super powers when converted into the immortal cultivation system, so she just expressed it hastily before, but she didn't expect Hermione to get it wrong.

But why did she think differently? Haibara Ai has never read the Harry Potter series, but Harry Potter himself complained on the train about the messy and out-of-control phenomena around him.

"Oh, really? There is such a thing." Losing control is actually a phenomenon that only occurs to wizards with extremely outstanding wizarding talents, and Hermione is not one of them.

But Hermione didn't think this was a problem: "I know the repair spell, and I can handle any trouble she causes. If that doesn't work, there are still the seniors."

Haibara Ai wondered if this girl didn't realize that even the headmaster couldn't do anything about those two Sorting Hats, so how could she have the confidence to say this.

But Hermione's inexplicable confidence gave Ma Wu confidence, and she turned around and told Martin that she wanted to try sleeping alone.

"Then... try it?" Martin was not sure. Blowing up Hogwarts was secondary. He was afraid that Ma Wu would hurt himself.

But Ma Wu was obviously very confident, and he took Haibara Ai and Hermione to the girls' tower.

"Xiaoji, come with me." Martin led Doraemon and Tuji to the boys' tower.

The tower dormitory is a bit strange, there is a dormitory on each floor, and each dormitory has five beds. The students are like the monsters guarding the tower climbing game. If the brave want to see the boss class leader at the top of the tower, they must defeat them first.

Martin recognized his bed through the luggage piled beside it, then looked at his roommates, Harry, Ron, Neville, and a pure-blood passerby.

Passerby A and Neville were already wrapped in big quilts to keep warm and sleeping. Harry was lying on the bed, probably too excited to sleep, and waved to Martin Rabbit and Doraemon.

Ron lit a candle and held a piece of black tweed cloth in his hand, wiping the fur of the yellow mouse lovingly. Compared with the original gray ugly mouse, Ron liked Pikachu's appearance more and more.

As for where he got the fine cloth in his hand, the long black cloth and scissors piled on his bed were the answer. After arriving at the dormitory, Ron borrowed scissors from the girls and cut open his extra-long school uniform.

Rabbit pulled Martin and pointed at Ron who was wiping Pikachu's fur: "Jiji (I want this treatment, too.)"

At this time, Ron was annoyed that there was a piece of hair on Pikachu's body that stood up no matter how he wiped it, and it was not soft at all. He turned around and spat on the black cloth in his hand, and then continued to wipe the black cloth with the saliva.

This effect was still not ideal, so he spit directly on Pikachu's body and then rubbed it.

Pettigrew: Destroy it, and quickly.

Martin turned his head to look at Rabbit, his throat stirring. Rabbit was so scared that it turned its head away, and its long ears swung back and forth like drumsticks: "No, no."

It was time to go to bed. Martin snapped his fingers and changed his school uniform into pajamas. He lay down on the bed without brushing his teeth or washing his face. He didn't even need a quilt, but a long-eared rabbit to cover him.

Doraemon found an open space, took out the pink tent-like cat bed from his pocket, placed it on the ground, and then crawled in.

"Your pet is really attached to you." Harry Potter's voice came over with a hint of envy.

His owl Hideway seemed to be more familiar with this place than he was, and flew to a place called the Owl Tower. All the students who brought owls placed their owls there, and the owls formed their own social circle there, and it was also the school's "express delivery station".

"Yeah." Martin agreed, "I just can't move. Others have sleep paralysis caused by ghosts, but I have sleep paralysis caused by rabbits - no wonder the words rabbit and ghost look a bit similar, there are explanations for both."

Little Harry didn't understand this question, so he didn't say anything. He pondered it for a while, and then he was completely sure that he couldn't understand what Martin was talking about. Then he thought it would be better to change the topic. Just as he was thinking about the topic, a steady snoring sound floated over - Martin had fallen asleep.

Well, little Harry welcomed his first night in the wizarding world...

In the middle of the night, little Harry was suddenly awakened by a female scream.

He stood up, rubbed his eyes, then realized that the sound came from the girls' tower. He couldn't help at all, so he lay back down anxiously.

After an unknown amount of time, little Harry, who was about to fall asleep, heard the sound of "Fire! Fire!" again. This time the commotion spread to the boys' tower, and a series of footsteps came from upstairs, waking up the four boys except Martin one after another.

"Senior boys, get on your flying brooms! Fly to the outside of the girls' tower to help put out the fire!" Percy's voice came from the top of the stairs: "Younger students, keep discipline! Do not leave your floor! Do not participate in firefighting!"

What happened to the girl? Little Harry was still thinking while lying on the bed. He looked at Martin again. Why was the little girl sleeping so soundly?

Little Harry didn't know when he fell asleep amid the noisy noise, but when he woke up in the early morning, he was awakened by a series of extremely loud charging bugle calls.

He opened his eyes and saw a group of flying trumpets floating in the air, making shrill sounds while flying around. One of them seemed to have discovered that he was awake, and ran to him. A mouth with teeth grew out of the trumpet: "Wake up! New recruits! You'd better get dressed in three minutes! Get ready to go! Get ready to go!"

"Leave?" Little Harry didn't understand: "Where to?"

Going to class? Going to breakfast?

But the Talking Charge had no obligation to answer his question, as he hurried to wake others up, and was then punched away by the half-asleep Rabbit.

Seeing Martin yawning after getting up, and changing his clothes with just a snap of his fingers, Ron and Harry immediately felt a sense of urgency and hurriedly changed into their own school uniforms.

Harry limped to Neville's bed while pulling up his trousers and woke Neville up even though the charge hadn't woken him up yet.

Exactly three minutes later, the seniors who lived on higher floors of the tower came down in a mighty procession. Harry had buttoned his black robe incorrectly, Ron had tucked his trouser legs into his socks, and Neville was nearly tied up by his own school uniform.

But the leading class leaders didn't even look at them, and just led the huge team downstairs.

The boys who were originally wondering what to do suddenly realized that they just had to follow the seniors.

Then they walked out of the boys' tower, joined the team that walked out of the girls' tower in the Gryffindor common room, and left the Fat Lady's secret passage.

Little Harry noticed that the girls in the group generally did not sleep well and all of them had dark circles under their eyes.

I don’t know if it was Harry, Ron or Neville, but the freshmen were basically all a little disheveled, and the girls’ hair was messier than each other.

"What happened last night?" Ron and Hermione were neighbors in the team. Ron asked curiously in a low voice.

"I don't think anything happened." Hermione's answer was very strange: "Oh...how could it happen? I must be dreaming. When I wake up, the night has passed as usual."

Harry, who was behind Ron, not only heard what Hermione said, but also noticed that part of her hair was burnt.

Martin looked at the listless Huiyuan Ai and the autistic Ma Wu and said, "Hey, are they all alive?"

"grumble?"

Haibara Ai glanced at Martin, said nothing and turned her head back, as if she was following the rules, but in fact she had nothing to say.

The team finally walked to a court and stood in the central open space. Just like in the auditorium last night, students from the four colleges were there.

Standing at the front of the line was a witch who was obviously a teacher here, but Harry didn't recognize her yet.

"Morning exercises are about to begin!" The witch didn't speak very hard, but her voice was very loud: "The content of the morning exercises is to run around the court three times. You are not allowed to leave the team! The team that hasn't finished running cannot eat!" Obviously she was explaining the content of the morning exercises to the freshmen.

When she saw Martin and the other two, the witch's expression eased a little, and she said directly: "Exchange students are young, so they can run as hard as they can. They don't have to run three laps, but they must wait until all the Gryffindors have finished running before they can go to eat. Do you understand?"

"No problem!" Martin answered loudly.

Ma Wu, who was confused from the word "morning exercise", turned his head and looked at his brother: Does that mean we have to run here without even having breakfast?

Haibara Ai even squinted her eyes: I couldn't sleep for most of the night because of your sister's torment, and you dragged me to military training?

So the witch picked up the whistle and blew it hard.

The running order is related to the eating order, so it is arranged in turns among the four houses. Today it is Hufflepuff's turn to run first, and Gryffindor's turn to run last.

This is the Quidditch field, an elongated oval with a major axis of about 150 meters and a minor axis of about 50 meters. One lap is about 300 meters.

Soon after starting to run, Harry heard Ron mumbling, "Percy and the others never told me that I would have to do these things at school! I really want to beat up these bastards... We are wizards, right? Why do wizards exercise by running? Shouldn't we be trained to ride flying broomsticks?"

"Stop talking, sir." Hermione couldn't bear it any longer: "You won't have enough energy to run."

"What a joke, I'm in good health!" Stubborn Ron refused to admit defeat.

However, in fact, Ron had never run such a long distance. When he finished the first lap, Ron's steps had become crooked, and he could no longer mutter. His mouth was wide open and he was panting like a broken bellows.

Hermione thought he looked a lot like Neville's toad, but she quickly dismissed these 'distractions' and focused on her steps.

And it's not just running, you also have to shout slogans.

"Expelliarmus!" shouted the seventh grade prefect who was leading the race.

Then the students followed suit and shouted the same slogan, but most of the freshmen didn't have the energy to shout it out.

Other slogans were then shouted, such as "Armor protection" and "Obstacles everywhere".

"They're all... spells." Hermione recognized them. "They want to... train us... to say... spells... while running."

When the second lap was about to be completed, Ron felt that he could not go on, so he slowed down and moved aside to let Harry behind him take his place.

After Harry passed him, Ron didn't plan to return to Harry's seat. He planned to move back a little.

However, this time a figure shorter than him surpassed him.

Martin? Ron opened his eyes wide and found that Martin and Ma Wu were both following closely behind the team. Ma Wu looked very tired, but Martin was calm and composed, completely different from his own state. There was also a rabbit, laughing as it ran.

Lost to a kid? Ron's pride wouldn't allow that to happen, so he regrouped and ran after him, gritting his teeth: "Ah ...