Start by logging into the Old Man's Ring at Hogwarts

He then took out the 'Spellbook' and sent the game to all the 'Spellbook' instances, which are 'Aiped'.

"Alright, now you can play too."

Zicomo gave a brief introduction to the gameplay and content of Forgotten Isles.

After hearing this, Hermione pulled Zicomo aside and said, "I want to play with you, 30. We've never played a game together before."

When Lani heard Hermione's words, she also looked at Zicomo.

Her eyes made it clear that she wanted to be there too.

Zicomo was helpless. It wasn't that he didn't want to play with them, but the games the system drew were all single-player games, with no cooperative gameplay.

However, we could ask the system if they could slightly modify the gameplay.

Thinking of this, Zicomo asked in his mind, "System, can you add multiplayer gameplay to 'Floating Island Story'?"

[Sure, would you like to add a new gameplay mode?]

"Yes."

[Added successfully. Enjoy the game, host.]

After saying that, the system went into standby mode again.

Zicomo said to the two women, "Alright, I've made some minor modifications to the gameplay and added a multiplayer mode, so we can play together now."

"awesome!"

Hermione cheered and pounced on Zicomo's bed, leaning against him.

Lani also came over and sat down on the other side of Zicomo.

The three of them squeezed onto one bed, opened "Forager" and each chose their preferred way to play.

Lani was filled with curiosity about this new world, so she chose to explore it and search for treasure. However, she spent most of her time wandering around aimlessly, which wasn't very efficient.

Hermione, on the other hand, chose to establish their base, growing vegetables and fruits around it. She didn't really care what games they played; as long as she was playing with Zicomo, she was content.

Zicomo is responsible for fishing, mining, hunting, upgrading equipment, and advancing technology.

Having played the game before, he was naturally the one in charge of overall coordination.

It has to be said that this game is quite addictive, and the three of them played it all night long on Zicomo's bed.

…………

Defense Against the Dark Arts (DEA) class.

Although the name has been changed, the instructor for this course still changes every year for various reasons.

The good news is that since the name was changed, every teacher has been able to leave unscathed after completing a year of teaching.

There was never again a situation like Quirrell's, where his ashes were scattered all over the ground.

It seems that changing the name has some effect.

However, this year's results are unlikely to be sustainable.

After all, this year's instructor wasn't actually Alastor.

Using such a clumsy method as compound decoction, it was only a matter of time before his identity was exposed.

In class, Zicomo, as always, chose a seat in the last row.

It didn't matter to him which seat he was in class, since he spent most of his time slacking off anyway.

Of course, he did attend the classes.

At his level, multitasking isn't difficult. Zicomo was just acting like he was slacking off.

For example, right now, Zicomo is sitting in the last row, squinting and resting with his eyes closed.

He played video games with Hermione and Lani all night last night.

Zicomo, with his superhuman physique, naturally couldn't feel tired, but he still maintained some normal human habits.

A normal person who stays up all night will definitely try to recover their energy, and closing their eyes to rest is one way.

Back when Zicomo was in his first year, the Hogwarts teachers were already used to Zicomo slacking off in their classes.

At first, these teachers would try to make things difficult for Zikomo by asking him questions that were beyond the curriculum.

However, Zicomo answered each time with ease.

Even as they kept increasing the difficulty, Zicomo was still able to answer the questions.

Moreover, Zicomo's views can sometimes even bring them a refreshing perspective.

Over time, these teachers simply turned a blind eye to Zicomo's slacking off in their classes.

Then these teachers discovered that, following Zicomo, he had mentored two more young wizards who were also slacking off.

That's Hermione and Lani.

Strictly speaking, neither of them was slacking off, because although they weren't attending class, they were still learning.

However, the content learned was unrelated to the classroom.

Hermione usually judges whether a lesson is useful to her based on what the teacher says in that class, and whether she has learned what the teacher has taught.

If she has already learned it, and the content of the lesson is useless to her.

Hermione would then take out other books and study according to her own learning progress.

Lani thought Hermione's study method was good, so she tried to do the same.

If the two girls had any questions about their studies, they would directly ask Zicomo, who was standing next to them.

The three of them essentially ran a mini-class just for the three of them in the Hogwarts classroom.

However, they didn't bother anyone else, so the teachers didn't plan to interfere.

Top students always receive preferential treatment, especially since Zicomo and his two friends are the three best students in the entire school.

However, the newcomer, Mad-Eye Moody, was unaware of this.

Other teachers had reminded him that he didn't need to pay attention to what Zicomo and the other two were doing in class, but they didn't give a specific reason.

So Moody ignored the advice given to him by the other teachers.

Whether it's due to Batistuta's performance, his skill, or his ability to win, or whether it's because of his skill ... Batistuta's skill or his ability to win, or whether it's because of Batist

“Alastor? 醨鍤?￥胥詥?噯?鈧??￠?

He began by briefly introducing himself.

He then roared toward the back of the classroom, “Zicomo! I don’t know why other professors tolerate you doing things unrelated to the lesson in their classes, but I will absolutely not allow you to do that.”

"Open your eyes and pay attention in class!"

As he spoke, Moody threw a piece of chalk at Zicomo.

However, before the chalk could reach Zicomo, Lani, who was standing next to Zicomo, waved her hand, and the chalk turned into a blur and flew back in the direction it came from.

The chalk was so fast that Moody didn't even have time to react; it grazed his cheek and pierced through the blackboard behind him.

Several seconds later, 'Moody' felt the pain in his cheek and the sensation of blood sliding down his face.

Moody tried to reach out and wipe the blood from his face, but he was unable to move.

As Lani bounced the chalk back, she unleashed her divine aura without reservation.

In Lani's view, no one has the right to yell at her king and disturb his rest.

Therefore, Lani warned Moody.

Lani could tell that Zicomo didn't like 'Moody', so her actions wouldn't put Zicomo in a difficult position.

Although Lani wasn't targeting the students present, they were still affected by her oppressive aura. The heavy atmosphere in the air made it difficult for them to breathe.

Moody felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain, with an abyss in front of him.

Such a terrifying feeling made him completely afraid to make any rash moves.

Zicomo opened his eyes, patted Lani's hand, and gestured for her to withdraw her oppressive aura.

Lani did as she was told.

With the pressure gone, the students present all breathed a sigh of relief.

Moody was panting heavily, not even bothering to wipe the blood off his face.

It took Moody a long time to come to his senses. He was shocked to find that the back of his clothes was soaked with cold sweat.

Zicomo looked at Moody and asked, "Now you know why the other professors tolerated me?"

Moody swallowed hard and nodded silently.

Zicomo nodded in satisfaction and said, "Good to know. Just do your job and don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."

Zikomo looked at 'Moody' meaningfully.

In that instant, Moody felt as if his secret had been completely exposed to Zicomo.

Startled, he quickly pulled out the compound decoction from his pocket and took a mouthful.