Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Okay, never forget that subtle wrist movement we've been working on!"

Professor Flitwick stood on top of his pile of books as usual, and said sharply, "Flick, remember, flick. It's also very important to get the spell right - don't forget Baruffey." Owizard, who said the 'f' instead of an 's', and found himself lying on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."

Wingardim - Leviosa!

Wingardium!

There is no "f" in the levitation spell, and it can't be turned into a buffalo summoning spell, and you can't eat beef.

In fact, Clark knew the origin of this story. He had seen it in a book by chance. Baruffeo, a French wizard with a stutter, tried to conjure up a mink coat for his wife, but mispronounced "vison" (mink) for bison (bison).

After teaching the little wizards the correct techniques and spells, Professor Flitwick divided the class into two groups to start training.

Harry's partner is Seamus Finnigan. In order to take care of Neville, Clark took the initiative to choose to be on his team.

As for Ron, in desperation, he could only cooperate with Hermione Granger. It was hard to tell which was more irritating, Ron or Hermione, about it.

Since Harry received the Nimbus 2000, the conflict between them and Hermione has become more and more irreconcilable.

Except for the occasional "excuse me" or "excuse me" when encountering each other in the classroom or the common room, Hermione hardly talked to Harry and Ron now.

Fortunately, Clark is a time traveler with the soul of an adult, and of course he knows where to stand when it comes to children's troubles. Isn't Hermione more fragrant than those two useless men (狗头.jpg).

However, in addition to the fact that the relationship between teammates was not so harmonious, when casting spells, things did not go as smoothly as expected.

Although it was quite easy for Professor Flitwick to demonstrate this spell, when it came time for the young wizards to operate it, few of them could complete it.

Of course, Clark must be the first to complete this spell. Unlike those ignorant little wizards, he is already familiar with the essence of the "distortion" of chaotic magic. It's as if you know the universal formula when solving a problem, and you only need to apply it, and you will be everywhere.

The fluttering feather was touched by his magic wand, as if it had escaped the gravity of the earth, and floated steadily into the air in a windless environment.

"Great, everyone, take a look, Mr. Prewett successfully removed the weight of the feather, and cast a perfect levitation spell, and Gryffindor added 10 points." Professor Flitwick pointed excitedly at the feather floating in the air yelled.

Yes, the technique of the Levitation Curse is to change the perception of the weight of an object, and use the magic power of chaos to "distort" the concept of mass of an object so that it has "no" weight, instead of turning magic power into an invisible arm to lift feathers.

You know, we have felt that objects have weight since we were born.

Going to the toilet will draw a parabola, I will roll out of bed and hurt myself, and the apple will fall and hit someone on the head.

Various phenomena will strengthen our subconscious mind about "weight". However, it is extremely difficult to fight against this subconsciousness, "deceive" oneself, distort the weight of matter, and make it as light as nothing.

In this process, all other incantations and wand gestures are only auxiliary, and only firm belief is the most critical.

"In the far east, a great philosopher once asked his disciples, if the wind blows the flag on the flagpole, is it the wind or the flag?"

Clark looked at the admiring eyes of the students, and took the initiative to explain his spellcasting skills, "That disciple is very smart, saying that it is neither the wind nor the flag, but the human heart.

The technique of the levitation spell lies in this too. It is not that the feather becomes lighter, but our heart thinks it is lighter. "

【Ding! You use the "Education" skill, because the explanation is too esoteric, the effect is extremely poor, only a very few people can understand it, and the experience value is +10. 】

Well, it seems that Clark is wasting his words in vain, what should the little wizards look like, or what should they look like.

Harry and Seamus swung, swung, and did it over and over again, but the feather they were supposed to send up into the air remained motionless on the floor.

Occasionally, the feathers fluttered slightly, but it was just the wind brought by the wand.

In a fit of anger, Seamus poked the feather with his wand and set his prop on fire again.

As expected of a "blasting genius", there was a "bang", and the feathers in front of Seamus turned into a ball of fire, and Harry had to use his hat to extinguish the fire.

Ron at the other table didn't seem to be having much better luck.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" he yelled, flailing his long arms like windmills.

But at this moment, this feather weighs more than Mount Tai, just like a college student on Sunday morning, and has no intention of getting up at all.

"You're wrong," Clark heard Hermione corrected bluntly. "It's Yuga-Dimlev-o-sa, and that 'ga' needs to be long and clear."

In front of so many people, being pointed out by a girl made Ron very embarrassed. He growled and said, "Since you are so clever, you should give it a try."

Hermione was the only one who understood Clark's explanation just now. Facing Ron's provocation, she rolled up her sleeves without showing any weakness, waved her wand, pointed at the feather and said, "Wingardim—Le Viosa!"

Their feather wobbled up from the table, not as steady as Clark's, but still hovered four feet above their heads.

"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and shouted, "Look, everyone, Miss Granger has also succeeded! Ten more points from Gryffindor."

When get out of class was about to end, Ron was in a bad mood.

"No wonder everyone can't stand her," he said to Harry as they trudged through the crowded hallway with Clark standing behind them.

"To be honest, she's like a nightmare. Only Clark can bear her, but you see that Clark doesn't pay much attention to her now."

Someone bumped Harry hard and hurried past them.

It's Hermione!

Harry looked confused, it was obviously Ron who spoke ill of you, why did you hit me? But he also caught a glimpse of Hermione's face - to his surprise, she was crying.

"I think she heard you." Clark gave Ron a cold look. "Speaking ill of people behind their backs is not what a Gryffindor should do."

"So what?" Ron said stiffly, but also showed a trace of uneasiness, "She must have noticed that she doesn't have any friends."

Clark ignored him, turned and left.

Hermione didn't show up for the next class, and she wasn't seen all afternoon.