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Hogwarts: I Never Wanted to Be the Dark Lord
Chapter 127

Spell-Checking Quill

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Silan got dressed, tidied up the bed, and followed George and Fred out of the ward.

Harry and Ron have also been discharged from the hospital and are chatting with Neville.

Hermione, standing nearby, showed little interest in their conversation and kept craning her neck to look at Silan.

When Hermione saw Silan come out, Hermione eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and ran towards him.

"Good morning, Silan," Hermione greeted.

Hermione looked at the two Weasley who had completely surrounded Silan on either side, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Good morning, Hermione."

Silan responded with a smile, quickened her pace, and walked alongside her.

George looked at Fred and raised an eyebrow, and Fred raised an eyebrow in return. An unspoken understanding made them slow down, naturally falling behind Silan.

Hermione and Silan walked out side by side, their faces beaming with smiles.

After thanking Madam Pomfrey, the group left the Hospital Wing.

"They're out!"

"Dragon Knight Prewitt is right there!"

"Quickly ask him how he tamed that Dragon!"

The young wizards who had been waiting outside excitedly surrounded Silan as soon as they saw him emerge.

After a day of fermentation, everyone knew about Quirrell's story, Silan's title of "Dragon Rider" also spread.

Riding a dragon was incredibly appealing to these first-year wizards who were just beginning to explore magic; they all wanted to know how Silan managed it.

"Alright, students, make way, make way!"

George and Fred stood on either side, blocking the excited young wizards.

"Dragon are nothing special. Oh, right, Silan is our cousin; he's a Dragon Rider."

"Don't push, friends, the Dragon isn't here. This is our cousin, yes, that's right, our cousin."

As they walked and talked, they repeatedly emphasized "our cousin," clearly very proud of him.

Neville and Ron thought to themselves, "Silan is just too popular."

Even Harry had to admit that Silan looked really cool riding in on his dragon. If he were a girl, he might have been tempted to kiss him!

These young wizards were almost all first-year students.

They had just come into contact with magic and had an endless longing to ride dragons.

Witnessing Silan ride a dragon and fly over the castle left a profound impression and had a tremendous impact on them.

Silan followed closely behind the Weasley Twins, finally managing to squeeze through the crowd.

The students were so enthusiastic.

Looking at the surging crowd, Goyle curled his lip in disdain. "Does Hogwarts really have dragons?"

He had only heard about this from other students and had never seen the so-called Dragon with his own eyes, so he was very skeptical.

"Shut up, Goyle!" Malfoy turned and glared at him, saying sternly, "Of course Hogwarts has dragons, and I once fought alongside Prewett, who rode a dragon."

I glanced at them a few times from 800 meters away; we could be considered to be fighting side by side...

"Really, Malfoy?"

The young wizards nearby, upon hearing his words, immediately turned and looked at him in disbelief.

Malfoy smirked smugly, then, realizing his own amusement, tried to suppress it, but failed.

"Of course, you didn't know?"

"Actually, Quirrell had already fought Prewett in the Forbidden Forest, and I was there too."

Malfoy seemed to be reminiscing, as if he were seeing again the epic battle in which he had participated.

"Ah?"

The young wizards nearby gasped in amazement, their gazes towards Malfoy now tinged with awe.

"What exactly happened that day?" someone asked curiously.

Malfoy was just waiting for someone to ask.

Upon hearing the question, he immediately lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "That day I got lost and wandered into the Forbidden Forest. As I walked, I saw Prewett riding a dragon and fighting Quirrell."

"But Quirrell is too powerful; even if Prewett rode a dragon, he wouldn't be a match for him."

"Considering he was a Slytherin student, and that we are both Pure-blood families, I decided to lend a hand. Ah, that battle was truly thrilling..."

The young wizards, sprayed with Malfoy's spittle, stared at him blankly, thinking, "Prewett is really amazing."

Silan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to the long-missed Room of Requirement.

He seriously underestimated the young wizards' curiosity about Dragon.

Fortunately, Dumbledore gave him a chest to store Norbert; otherwise, it's unimaginable what would have happened.

After resting for a while, George and Fred took out a quill pen and presented it to Silan like a precious treasure.

"Look, this is our latest product."

Silan took the quill pen, somewhat surprised. "You've already finished it?"

This is Spell-Checking Quill that they discussed making a few months ago. There had been no progress until now, but unexpectedly, it has finally succeeded.

It seems that George and Fred are indeed very talented.

This thing was originally supposed to be made several years later, but with Silan's involvement, it was completed ahead of schedule.

"What is this?" Harry asked curiously.

"Hehe, the latest masterpiece from the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes." Before George could finish his sentence, Fred immediately chimed in, "An automatic spelling quill!"

They both said at the same time, "Now, let's proudly present it."

"What's the use?" Hermione asked.

"Good question, Miss Granger." George and Fred stood up from the sofa, casually straightened their non-existent ties, and cleared their throats.

"Our Spell-Checking Quill, just like its name suggests, automatically corrects spelling errors and improves writing efficiency."

The two of them talked back and forth like they were performing a comedy routine.

"Furthermore, if you use a wand to Writing Charm on it, you don't need to concentrate much; it will write down whatever you want on its own, and it will never make a spelling mistake."

Writing Charm isn't particularly difficult, but even with a regular quill Writing Charm, the wizard needs to concentrate and think carefully about each letter of the word to avoid making a mistake.

This requires more effort than writing it by hand, so young wizards generally don't use it.

But with the Spell-Checking Quill, it can spell the word correctly as long as you think about it.

This greatly reduces the mental burden, making it more convenient than handwriting in this situation.

This fulfilled my dream of having my pen do my homework by itself.

"Wow, this is amazing!" Ron exclaimed. "If we can learn the Writing Charm, we can make the quill pen do our homework automatically. This is incredible!"

Freeing up their hands and using their brains to do their homework is probably one of the things all students want to do most.

Moreover, Ron is someone who struggles with homework.

Hermione wasn't particularly interested in the quill pen; doing homework wasn't difficult for her.

"Can I give it a try?" Ron volunteered.

George and Fred hesitated for a moment.

Finally Fred spoke up, "Alright, if Ron can use this quill pen easily, then even Troll can use it. Our product can be considered a success."

Ron happily accepted the quill pen.

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