Comprehensive comic: I can travel through countless worlds at the same time chapter 162

Big Stomach King Bai Ye

“Did you see that? That child can cast spells without a wand. He is a natural Ravenclaw.”

Filius Flivi, who was about the same size as an elf and had a full beard, blushed and shouted with a thick neck. Look. Xiang Baiye’s expression was extremely excited.

He is the headmaster of Ravenclaw and a teacher of Charms, so he naturally likes talented wizards like Bai Ye.

In his eyes, Bai Ye is even comparable to Harry Potter. After all, so far, he has not seen Harry’s talent for magic.

Professor McGonagall sitting next to her had a stiff face, smiled in agreement, and silently drank Hogwarts’ special beer.

“Senior, you should be able to understand now, right?”

Bai Ye took the pumpkin juice that Hermione handed him, moistened his throat, and said confidently.

With such a detailed explanation, even Hermione, who has never taken a magic class, can understand the general outline, let alone a senior who has been attending school for four years.

However, when he raised his head, what he saw was a pair of confused eyes, which revealed a desire for knowledge.

Ah…did he overestimate the teaching of magic theory at Hogwarts?

Are they all deserting during class?

“Excuse me, farewell!”

The senior closed the note and fled the Hufflepuff area.

The new students are so scary, not only Bai Ye but also the little girl next to him, who looks like an idiot.

“How about that sword? I saw it in “The History of Hogwarts”. It is said that Gryffindor’s sword has incredible power.”

Hermione looked at the fleeing senior and turned her head full of curiosity. Di asked Bai Ye.

“The sword itself does not bring power to the user, but it can destroy certain special magic items.”

Bai Ye held a piece of steak as big as two palms in his mouth, but his voice reached Hermione’s ears clearly.

Hermione was surprised to find that he didn’t even move his mouth.

Magic, it’s magical.

Several translucent ghosts passed through the wall and kept flying over the heads of many little wizards.

The part of Bai Ye that belonged to the God of Death was ready to move, subconsciously wanting to bury the souls of the ghosts.

I took a big bite of ice cream and used physical cooling methods to calm down my mind.

The ghosts in the wizarding world are transformed by wizards who dare not face death. Once they are a ghost, they will remain a ghost for a lifetime.

If the ghosts get tired of living, their souls will be gone.

Being entombed by a Zanpakutō soul, the possibility of completely disappearing is higher than entering reincarnation.

These are the rules of the wizarding world.

“Huh? What are you all looking at me for? Keep eating.”

Taking another roast chicken, Bai Ye found that the nearby classmates looked at him strangely. He thought he had inadvertently dumped the chicken in other people’s bowls. The food was snatched away.

“No, in fact, we have already eaten, and you are the only one left.”

Penelo Crevat, the current prefect of Ravenclaw, swallowed, with a faint look of envy in his eyes.

This was the first time she had seen such an eatable little wizard. Could it be that his stomach belonged to a giant?

After eating so much, I can’t even see my belly. It’s like I can’t control myself. If I eat more, I’ll have fat.

Or…this is actually a special kind of magic.

Thinking of Bai Ye’s endless wandless magic, Penello’s seriousness flashed with a shrewd light.

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If it weren’t for maintaining the dignity of the prefect, she would have pursued Bai Ye for consultation.

“We have made a bet on how much you can eat. So far, the food at the orientation party has never been eaten.”

The Weasley twins came over from the Gryffindor area at some point . , patted Bai Ye’s shoulders one left and one right, and said with a smile.

Bai Ye put down the roast chicken, and the transparent world immediately enveloped the entire hall.

Sure enough, apart from a few big eaters from Hufflepuff, I was the only one who was still cooking.

Even those big eaters gradually began to be unable to eat, unlike him who was so calm and calm.

“Uh… I’m almost full.”

Feng Zhuan Yun cleared the roast chicken on the plate, Bai Ye wiped his mouth and pushed the plate forward.

Since the energy in his body has become larger and larger, he no longer has such strict requirements for the amount of food. No matter how much he eats, it will be quickly converted into various kinds of energy.

Of course, you won’t feel hungry until all your energy is used up.

For him, eating is nothing more than satisfying his appetite.

“George, you lose, our Juggernaut couldn’t finish all the food.”

Fred handed George a piece of shit-yellow jelly beans and said with a smile.

“Juggernaut should still be able to eat, but I did lose.”

George ate the bad-looking candy.

Bai Ye watched George’s changes intently.

What these two guys created is absolutely impossible to be ordinary.

“My voice shouldn’t have become weird, right?”

George’s voice actually became like Professor McGonagall, and the serious tone in his mouth became very funny.

“Mr. Weasley, please go back to your seats. The principal has a few words to say.” “It’s

so similar. You are exactly like the real Professor McGonagall.”

George closed his mouth tightly. Silently he winked at Fred.

The two inseparable twins almost reached the state of spiritual communication, and Fred instantly understood what his brothers meant.

“It seems that George wants to go back. See you Mr. Juggernaut again. I hope he can bring us some surprises next time we meet.”

After Fred stuffed a similar candy into Bai Ye’s hand, he pulled his brother’s head. He left without looking back, and never even glanced at Professor McGonagall, who had a dark expression behind him.

Although she has adapted to the brain circuits of the brothers, she still often gets angry and makes her liver hurt.

After eating and drinking, the remaining food on the table disappeared like bubbles.

Dumbledore stood up and introduced the professors in the college to the new little wizards.

“This is Mr. Quilinas Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this semester.”

There was only one person who was different. He had a purple turban tied on his head. The submissive-looking man stood up and stammered. Say hello.

It was also the first time for the old students to see him.

After all, Defense Against the Dark Arts is a cursed subject, and no professor can last you in this position for an entire academic year.

Almost every year they meet new faces.

Bai Ye was the first to applaud. Someone started, and the applause naturally spread to the entire hall.

Professor Quirrell blushed and looked at Bai Ye with gratitude.

If you finish speaking dryly, the students below will not respond at all, it will be too social.

Maybe the owner of the back of his head would blame him for this.