Chapter 6 Pride and Prejudice

"The textbooks in the wizarding world are shit!"

Mike threw the book in his hand away fiercely after failing to cast the petrification spell for the 200th time. In

the past two days, Mike has spent all his time studying the first-year textbooks of Hogwarts. Although they are old books donated by senior students, Mike's luck is as good as ever. These books are complete from the page numbers.

There are not many magics that a first-year wizard can learn. Among them, the one that Mike wants to learn most is the petrification spell.

This magic can make the target lose the ability to resist instantly. If the magic level is high enough, it can even turn the person into stone.

But it turns out that Mike is a little whimsical. He can't learn the petrification spell just by reading books. It's not because he doesn't have enough magic talent, but because the textbooks in the wizarding world are really rubbish.

These books are just like Chinese recipes, full of quantifiers such as a little and a moderate amount. But magic is not cooking. If you cook, you can at least eat it if you put more or less seasoning, but magic requires fast and precise movements and spells. Who knows how much the tone of voice will be raised when chanting a spell?

Actually, this is understandable.

After all, this is just a textbook written by the British wizarding world for young wizards, and the entire British wizarding world has only a few tens of thousands of people.

This is equivalent to a few teachers in a small town in the United States writing a few textbooks for students in their own school. It would be strange if the quality is high.

Helpless Mike can only choose to ask for help from the customers of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Go away! Mudblood! Go back to your mud pit!" A drunken wizard said to Mike who came to chat up, "It is because of you mudbloods that the entire wizarding world has been messed up!"

Hearing this, Mike was furious and stepped forward to knock the wine glass that the wizard raised to his mouth away.

"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!"

The wizard didn't expect Mike to dare to do this. He stretched out his hand wet with wine and pushed Mike to the ground. At the same time, he took out the wand from his pocket with his other hand and pointed it at Mike.

"You dirty mudblood! How dare you be rude to a noble pure-blood wizard! Hang upside down!"

Mike felt a huge force pulling his pants and hanging him upside down. The belt could not withstand the huge force and broke with a "snap".

Mike's pants were almost taken off in an instant, revealing his red underwear.

Seeing Mike's embarrassed appearance, everyone in the bar burst into laughter. Listening to

the laughter of everyone in the bar, Mike felt that unprecedented anger was about to drown all his reason. "Ah!" With Mike's roar, a shock wave came out from Mike's body and attacked all around. With a

loud bang, the Leaky Cauldron was in a mess, and all the tables and chairs around Mike were smashed to pieces. The wizard who had cast a spell on him before was embedded in the counter, but he was not injured. The bar owner Tom just added a piece of armor to protect him.

"How dare you do this!" Tom walked out from behind the counter angrily. "Get your garbage out of my bar! Now! You are not welcome here!"

Mike knew that Tom was doing this for his own good. If he stayed here any longer, someone from the Ministry of Magic would come to investigate, but he still refused to accept it.

He stared at the wizard's face embedded in the counter with cold eyes, and remembered this face firmly in his mind. Then he left the Leaky Cauldron quickly without saying a word.

After seeing Mike leave, Tom ordered the waiter to throw Mike's luggage out, and then squatted in front of the pure-blood wizard to check his injuries.

On the other side, Mike did not go far. At this time, he was hiding outside the door of the Leaky Cauldron waiting for someone.

He Mike couldn't stand such grievances!

The shock wave just now broke the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron, which could not be repaired by the repair spell, so the customers in the bar tonight who wanted to leave could only go to Diagon Alley to find other fireplaces, or directly Apparate. Looking at the wizard who was slowly getting up, Mike felt that he could never use such a high-level spell in his current state.

I don't know how long it took, but the pure-blood wizard didn't leave. He was still bragging in the bar about how many Muggle wizards he had bullied and how good those Muggle-born witches were. Finally, until the bar closed, the pure-blood wizard staggered out of the bar.

Mike hid himself in the dark and followed the wizard in front.

The wizard seemed to be too drunk and lost his ability to cast spells. He didn't choose to go to the fireplace, but wandered aimlessly in Diagon Alley, and finally fell asleep in front of a store.

He couldn't wake up from this sleep. Mike took advantage of the fact that the effect of his magic burst had not yet passed, tied him to a big rock and threw him into a big river beside Diagon Alley.

"Pure blood? Ha." Mike threw the purse he found from the wizard in his hand, looking relaxed. In his pocket, two wands lay quietly.

In fact, being kicked out of the Leaky Cauldron didn't have much impact on Mike. That night, he opened a room in a hotel near the Leaky Cauldron that was willing to host him. As for learning magic, with the wand contributed by the pure-blood wizard, Mike can now learn magic at will.

Since the wizard who wrote the textbook was not familiar with the use of quantifiers, Mike could only use the elimination method to find the correct casting posture.

Lucky Mike was indeed a man with strong luck. He found the casting technique of petrification in less than 100 attempts and mastered this spell.

As for the pure-blood wizard, his wand was engraved with the family emblem of the pure-blood family 28-the Burke family.

Mike didn't care about this. What a joke, the brother with the surname Burke would be gnawed by reasonable fish and shrimps at the latest in two months, leaving only bones, and the Burke family couldn't find a child like him who was only 11 years old. Mike

always felt that he was a very tolerant person. If there was any grudge, he would forgive it as long as he paid the right price. Mike felt that the pure-blood wizard had paid enough with his life and wand.

As for the Burke family, Mike did not intend to retaliate, and he could even cooperate if there was a chance in the future.

After all, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Mike had been studying magic in books for more than half a month. He finally mastered several simple and commonly used magic.

At this moment, he was dragging a big box on his way to King's Cross Station in the UK. As he mastered more and more magic, he became more eager for magic. He couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts to learn more powerful magic.

He ignored the strange looks from the people around him and walked to platform nine and a quarter, where there was a magical door waiting for him to open.

In front of the door, Harry Potter was talking to a group of people with red hair.