Medical Wing.
It has been a month since Jason's last stunt, where he controlled a Wither Skeleton skull in his office to fly towards his feet, blowing himself into the medical wing.
Of course, if it was just the explosion, Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing could have easily healed him, but the real issue was that the power of the Wither happened to invade his body.
To put it nicely, he suffered a backlash from dark magic, or simply put, he entered a Wither state, constantly losing health.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a milk cube yet, and ordinary milk doesn't seem to be of much use to him.
During this month in the medical wing, he wasn't just lying around; he also did things to improve himself, such as making his spellcasting more like a wizard.
Although he can't use the magic of wizards, he can cosplay wizards with the various characteristics of MC blocks.
And he can also use a wand now.
The difference is that he directly uses the one he DIYed before with rose vines and phoenix feathers to cast spells. It has to be said that although it is not often used, it is quite handy when used occasionally.
"Professor Heath, after my morning diagnosis, you are now ready to be discharged."
Madam Pomfrey first knocked on the door frame, then lifted the curtain and poked half of her body in to say.
"Thank you, may magic bless you, madam." Jason was resurrected with full health after hearing this, quickly dressed, and snapped his fingers, summoning a pixelated carnation.
[Affection from Madam Pomfrey +10]
"What I want to say is that even if you give me this flower, I won't forgive you, because your dangerous magic experiments have shortened my two-month vacation to one month," Madam Pomfrey said with satisfaction as she took the flower, but still said sternly.
"Yes, I'm very sorry. If I wasn't afraid you'd find it vulgar, I would have sent you a cubic meter of gold. Now I can only hope that this carnation can slightly express my admiration for you, with no other intention."
After only Madam Pomfrey was left in the medical wing, her hand holding the carnation trembled slightly.
At this time, a sentence was stuck in her throat.
"I am such a vulgar person, give me back my cubic meter of gold!"
But in the end, she didn't say it.
...
Just like teachers go back to school before each school starts.
The professors of Hogwarts are the same, either preparing lesson plans in advance or checking all aspects of the school.
Like Professor McGonagall.
"Jason!"
Jason's whole body froze when he heard Professor McGonagall's voice behind him, and then he started to speed up his pace.
"Jason! Professor Jason!"
Hearing the roaring sound behind him, Jason stopped and put on a bright smile.
"Professor McGonagall, what's wrong?"
"I remember I asked you to give me a copy of your lesson plan for grades three to six and the advanced class this semester..." Professor McGonagall folded her arms and stared at Jason with a straight face, like scolding a student.
The latter made a stupid decision: "I have already written it, but it was destroyed by my magic experiment before, that Wither Skeleton, do you remember?"
Professor McGonagall felt that this kind of excuse was almost comparable to "I finished my homework, but I forgot to bring it."
Professor McGonagall, who has been working hard in education for many years, can of course see through this kind of trick, so she doesn't take a step back.
"You can tell me directly, I just need to know a general direction."
"..."
"Don't tell me you've been lying in bed for a month and haven't prepared anything?"
"..."
"What about the students' textbooks?"
"Their original ones are fine," Jason said, while adding in his heart: "Anyway, it's the same for me, I can't understand them anyway."
"....Jason..."
Finally, forced by Professor McGonagall's power, he helped her move a statue that was standing guard in the corridor out of the castle.
It can't be said to be moving. In this month, he learned some basic magic, and he can create the same effect by imitating it, such as the Levitation Charm.
He can control small blocks to lift heavy objects to achieve the same effect as the Levitation Charm.
After the two placed the statue by the Black Lake, Professor McGonagall took out her wand and placed it on the statue's forehead, chanting in a low voice for a while. The statue seemed to have come to life and moved, standing guard in place.
"Create your steel knight as a professor at Hogwarts. We have an obligation to protect Hogwarts, including upgrading Hogwarts' defense system," Professor McGonagall finally said bluntly.
"OK." Jason shrugged, took out his wand and drew it casually. Steel cubic blocks formed a T-shape, and then a pumpkin skull was placed on it, and an Iron Golem was created.
He touched his chin and felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he created two more iron blocks and a log block, and assembled them into a huge steel greatsword.
The Iron Golem obediently took the sword and stuck it on the ground, motionless.
"Let them fight." Professor McGonagall looked at the Iron Golem and then at Jason.
"OK."
Professor McGonagall also took out her wand and controlled the statue to attack the Iron Golem with a weapon. Only a clang was heard, and it was obvious that it didn't break the defense.
The Iron Golem lowered his head and glanced at the statue, then lifted the greatsword and swept it.
Bang.
The stone blocks shattered all over the ground.
[Satisfaction from Professor McGonagall +10]
[Trust from Professor McGonagall +10]
The light in Professor McGonagall's eyes was even brighter. The next moment, she pulled Jason and walked towards the headmaster's office. It seemed that she was determined to convince Dumbledore to fully upgrade Hogwarts' defense system today.
At that time, she couldn't imagine herself waving her wand, and a steel torrent marching in neat steps from Hogwarts, crushing all enemies like the earth was falling apart.
She didn't know how happy she would be then.
"Hey, hey, wait, wait." Jason quickly slowed down his pace, pointed his wand at the Iron Golem and the greatsword, and they instantly shattered into blocks and disappeared into the void.
"Jason, I can only say that you are being too wasteful," Professor McGonagall said helplessly with her hands on her hips.
"That guy has already been hit, I'm a perfectionist."
"Yes, a perfectionist doesn't write lesson plans, right?"
"At the same time, I am also a liberal."
The two came to Dumbledore's office, and he seemed to have been waiting here early, with three cups of freshly brewed black tea on the table.
"When did he become so healthy? Usually his drinks have to be paired with insulin," Professor McGonagall commented sharply.
"Huh?"
"I'm just using an exaggerated rhetorical technique."
"Oh."
Professor McGonagall sat down leisurely and took a sip of black tea.
The late Dumbledore said, "Minerva, your cup of black tea was just sipped by Fudge."
Pfft!!!