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Three days later, Nico walked out with a tired face, and a silver HP version of the hanging ring appeared on his hand.

"Successful?" Constantine asked tentatively.

"I'm not sure if it's successful, why don't you try it." Nico handed the ring to Constantine and said.

In a corner outside the room, Walter was still concentrating on flipping through the basic alchemy encyclopedia provided by Nico, and occasionally throwing the improved NZT into his mouth. However, even with the help of this thing, his learning progress was still very slow. After all, alchemy had never appeared in the Marvel world, and it was completely unfamiliar knowledge to him.

Unlike other languages, such as other minority languages, even if Walter has not learned them, he can learn them within two days because languages ​​have commonalities. The more languages ​​he learns, the shorter the time he will need to learn those minority languages.

Alchemy now is a completely unfamiliar kind of knowledge. He not only has to record this knowledge, but also has to break it down and integrate it, which requires a lot of time.

But in fact, his learning speed has surpassed everyone Nicola has ever met, even Dumbledore cannot learn as fast as him.

Having said that, after Constantine took the ring, he began to try to use magic, but the ring gave off an inexplicable sense of rejection. Not only that, even the destructive energy felt a little blocked when used.

If it was his own hanging ring, he wouldn't have such a feeling at all.

Although he could use Marvel magic with the replica ring, it was not as smooth as using the original ring, and its power was also weakened a lot.

Then Constantine expressed his feelings, and Nico nodded helplessly: "Show it to me."

Nico carefully observed the ring in his hand, then sighed, "It's my fault. You see, I shouldn't have used enough strength when carving this rune, causing the carving pen to deviate by almost 0.01 millimeter. It's okay. Let me take a break and then carve it again."

"Does it take so long to carve one?"

"Of course not. This is just because it's my first time carving. As my proficiency improves, I can carve one in about an hour or two. But the prerequisite is that I need to carve a real hanging ring accurately."

After saying that, Nico ran to the side and started to flirt with Perenelle. Constantine looked at the two of them and couldn't help shaking his head.

After Nico had a good rest, he went back into the studio. Three days later, Nico took out a silver-white ring and handed it to Constantine.

After Constantine took it, he cast a spell again and found that it was almost the same as his own ring, except that there was still a little bit of blockage when casting the magic, other aspects were almost the same as the original ring.

"This is a small flaw. There is a metal in your ring that I haven't found a complete replacement for yet. Once I find it, I can make a one-to-one replica of the ring. Not only that, I've also added something new to the replica ring. You can try using it as a magic wand."

"Magic wand?" Constantine repeated. Suddenly he remembered and looked at Nico in surprise.

Nico just smiled and nodded at him, and Constantine then used the hanging ring to cast the magic of Sharpness, and the smoothness of the magic was almost comparable to the wand that Ollivander had chosen for him.

"How is it? It's useful, isn't it? After all, I have learned a little bit about wand making. Of course, this is more because I know your wand. The subsequent hanging rings will basically not have such a function. After all, it takes too much effort."

"Thank you, Nico."

"It's me who thanks you."

Constantine then planned to leave, but Walter still wanted to continue learning alchemy with Nico, so Constantine had no choice but to leave by himself, and before leaving, Nico handed a box to Constantine.

"These are the hanging rings I made these days. There are ten in total. I want to save some for little Albus."

"Okay, Nico, Perenelle, bye."

After Constantine opened the portal, he said goodbye to Nico and Perenelle again and returned to Hogwarts.

"You're back." Dumbledore appeared beside Constantine and said with a smile.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, this is the Hanging Ring. Now you can learn my magic with me."

"Why not tonight? I think some professors can't wait. By the way, how many hanging rings are there in total?"

"That's ten in total."

"Ten, that's almost enough. Thank you for your help, Constantine." Dumbledore took the box and said.

"No need to write, Professor Dumbledore."

The two chatted for a while until a girl appeared and Dumbledore separated from Constantine.

"Sorry, I didn't know there was someone here." The little girl's eyes were red, and she apologized to Constantine as if she had just cried.

"It's okay. By the way, what's your name, little one?"

"Hermione Granger."

"Hermione Granger, I know you, little girl. I heard that you are a top student in school, right?" Constantine looked at her with interest.

"I'm not a top student, I just like reading." Hermione said with her head down, and her voice was a little tearful.

"What's wrong, little one? You look like you just cried. Do you need a cup of hot cocoa?" Constantine flipped his hand and a cup of hot cocoa milk tea appeared in his hand. He handed it to Hermione. After Hermione took it, she thanked Constantine in a low voice.

Then Constantine opened the portal, and opposite was an office that Dumbledore had prepared for them, which was quite large.

"Little guy, are you interested in chatting with me?"

Hermione nodded, looked at the portal curiously, and then followed Constantine into their office. As soon as the two sat down, Constantine snapped his fingers, and suddenly the table was filled with famous snacks from all over the world, most of which came from the mysterious oriental country.

"Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?" With the help of hot cocoa milk tea and snacks, Hermione's emotions have stabilized.

"Hermione, do you want to learn some strange magic from me?"

"Magic? But isn't magic what I'm studying now?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"No, what I want to teach you is magic that does not belong to this world. What do you think, little one? Are you interested?" Constantine asked Hermione with a smile, because she saw the powerful magical talent in Hermione, which was even not inferior to her own.

"Yes!" Hermione shouted after a moment's hesitation.

"Okay, come find me here after dinner tonight. Now go back to class." Constantine said as he patted Hermione's fluffy hair.

Hermione nodded, took a piece of her favorite pineapple cake from the table, then jumped off the chair, waved her hand and left.

Constantine looked at Hermione's back and unconsciously smiled kindly.