days at Hogwarts

Chapter 176 The Spell Club

"The basilisk is a living organism. The magic power in its body will continuously regenerate and recover. In about a month, it will threaten the safety of the students again."

Dumbledore bent down and touched Loren's forehead. He laughed until his eyes were slit, "The extinguisher will be paid to you, and the task of protecting the school has to be entrusted to you."

Loren rolled his big eyes: "Can I not?"

"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I must set an example for the students and do what I say."

Loren couldn't help asking: "But the basilisk will be awakened soon. How can I test the eyesight of a thousand-year-old basilisk next month and let it eat first?"

Voldemort entered the Chamber of Secrets last time only to confirm the situation and did not wake up the Basilisk. Both of them knew that since he opened the Chamber of Secrets again, he would definitely drive the Basilisk to make waves.After waking up, the basilisk will not lie down obediently and be manipulated like it is now.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Dumbledore pretended to ponder, and then said rather rascally, "But I believe you will have a way."

Loren just wanted to curse.

The old principal with the white beard smiled like a fox.

He could see from last year that Loren was more mature than Harry, and was not suitable for the step-by-step and detailed education method.Rather than letting Loren participate passively, it is better to show the plan directly in front of Loren and let him take more initiative.

There are some alchemical considerations in Dumbledore's giving the Deluminator to Loren. The no comment left by Nico is not really no comment, but the current Loren is not yet able to understand this sentence when.

The two restored the secret room to its original state and walked back along the way they came.

"Headmaster, how are you going to test Harry with the Basilisk and Voldemort?"

"Harry can speak Parseltongue, he'll be the first to notice the basilisk, and the rest will happen naturally."

"Harry is miserable."

"He is destined to embark on a road full of thorns. The resistance comes not only from reality, but also from his heart. He must believe in himself and his friends, and go on firmly."

"Sounds worse."

……

Sunday morning, auditorium.

As a child who grew up in a family of dentists, Hermione was instilled in her childhood with the concept of a regular diet and caring for her teeth.Before coming to Hogwarts to study, she had always eaten and eaten in a well-behaved manner, eating slowly.

This good habit was changed after being with Loren for a period of time.

Coke is bad for your teeth, but it's delicious.Eating too much food will bloat your stomach, but you feel comfortable.

I don't know when, Hermione started to learn from Loren to enjoy the food to the fullest, and didn't care so much about the influence.Hermione had to admit that although the man behaved badly at times, his food was delicious.

Just like now, Loren chopped a few slices of bacon on the dinner plate with a knife and fork, sprinkled them into the steaming porridge, and added a few spoonfuls of stewed beans to mix well.The soup overflowing from the stewed beans adds an attractive color to the porridge. The meaty aroma of bacon and the salty aroma of beans come out along with the steam, which makes the mouth water.

Watching Loren pestle on the dining table and sighing, he didn't eat the delicious food after he made it, but just stirred it with a spoon, letting it emit a tempting aroma.

Hermione felt the salivary glands under her tongue go limp, and she wanted to eat.

She also tried to make the same thing following Loren's steps, but it was not as delicious as what he made.Maybe like magic, cooking food also requires talent.

Hermione sat next to Loren, wriggling her nose. Loren raised one eye and glanced at her, lowering her eyebrows and sighing weakly.

"what happened to you?"

"fine."

"Did I hit you too hard yesterday?"

"No, I got into Dumbledore's trap because of my greed." Loren was very depressed, and handed the prepared porridge to Hermione, "Eat it, I don't like salty porridge."

"Oh."

Don't worry if you hear Dumbledore's name Hermione, these two people were mysterious when they were in Hagrid's cabin.

She took the spoon and tasted it, and the meat, bean curd and oatmeal danced in her mouth, with a salty aroma.She covered her mouth and couldn't help asking: "It's so delicious, why don't you like salty porridge?"

Seeing her contentment, Loren felt a surge of joy in his heart, and he no longer entangled with the basilisk. He pretended to be serious and said: "Salty porridge is heresy, sweet porridge is the most delicious!"

Hermione knew that this person was doing something wrong again, so she hummed twice and ignored him, focusing on destroying the delicious food in the bowl.

Harry and Ron on the opposite side were whispering about today's training content.

After learning that all the Slytherins had been replaced with the latest model of broomsticks, all the Quidditch players on the Gryffindor team felt a strong sense of urgency in their hearts.From Wood to Angelina, even George and Fred cheered up and stepped up their training.

The posture of bending over and burying the head is whispering, but the voice of the voice can be heard from several seats nearby.

Ron's nose was twisted into a ball, and he came up with an idea happily: "That Malfoy entered the team completely through the back door, and he must not be able to stop you. As long as you catch the golden snitch before the score gap widens, we can win." .”

Speaking of the excitement, he slapped the table a little louder: "At that time, we must ride a broom and circle around that Marcus' head!"

Harry seriously thought about the feasibility of this plan. He was able to break Malfoy's hands and feet in the first time he took flying lessons. Although he didn't say it, he still thought he was better than Malfoy in his heart.

He said modestly: "I have trained a year more than Malfoy, and I will definitely catch the Snitch before him, but how to find the Snitch as quickly as possible..."

While they were chatting in full swing, they heard a voice.

"Potter, Weasley," Professor McGonagall walked towards them with a straight face, "you two stay in confinement at night, this is your punishment for hurting the Whomping Willow!"

Harry and Ron shrugged their shoulders, thinking that Professor McGonagall would forget about it when he was busy with work, but now he remembered it.

Ron was then assigned to help Filch manually polish the silverware in the prize room, and Harry was to help Professor Lockhart answer the letter.

Ron's scalp was numb, and the room was full. At least hundreds of trophies had to be wiped off one by one by hand. He couldn't use magic, and his hands would be so tired that he couldn't even hold a quill.

Harry's scalp was even more numb, and his whole body was numb.

"Professor!" Ron begged, "Is it okay next week? The Quidditch team is going to practice new tactics today."

Professor McGonagall hesitated when she heard about Quidditch. Gryffindor hadn't won a championship for many years, and she had been laughed at by Snape for many years.Even though Gryffindor won the House Cup last year, she still couldn't hold her head up against Snape.

Seeing hope, Ron secretly rejoiced, and said in a more mournful tone: "Please, professor, the whole Slytherin team has replaced the Nimbus 2001 this year. Harry and the others need more time to practice."

After some hard work, Professor McGonagall reluctantly agreed to the request to postpone the confinement: "Then your confinement will start on Saturday night next week, and this time there will be no further extension."

……

In the following week, the professors of the school fell into endless busyness in order to organize their respective clubs.The club's process of finding people, the review criteria for joining the club, how to separate the activities of the upper and lower grades, and the person in charge of selection...

The restart of various subject clubs brought a series of events, which made the professors dizzy.

The first-mover advantage of the Charms Club was manifested at this time. Professor Flitwick had always maintained the upper-grade branch of the Charm Club. This time, the expansion of enrollment only required a new branch of the lower-grade club.

The announcement of the recruitment of the lower divisions of the Magic Club was quickly posted on the bulletin boards in the common room of each college.

All the little wizards have heard about the Charms Club, and Professor Flitwick's first public event will be held on Wednesday afternoon this week, and every little wizard can participate.

That afternoon, Gryffindor's second grade had a history of magic class. As soon as Professor Binns announced that the get out of class was dismissed, the classroom became empty in the blink of an eye, and there was not a single little wizard left.

In order to grab a good seat, Seamus and Dean led a group of young wizards to the classroom of the club activities, almost throwing off their shoes.

"Hurry up, I heard that all little wizards under the third grade will join in the fun!" Seamus shouted happily.

Loren wondered whether he was actively participating in club activities, or simply excited by the crowds.But it doesn't matter, he is also excited, and wants to follow the crowd and rampage unscrupulously in the corridor.Even the seniors are avoiding them, which is a great feeling.

Just as Loren was about to follow, Hermione grabbed his sleeve.

Loren turned his head and asked with an excited smile on his face: "Don't you also want to join the Charm Club? Come and run together, leave me alone, you will definitely grab the front row."

Hermione shook her head, approached him and whispered, "I asked Parvati's sister, Padma, to reserve a place for us."

After Loren and Hermione refused to be Head of the Underclassmen, Professor Flitwick found another brilliant second-year Ravenclaw in Padma Patil.Padma is Hermione's roommate and Parvati's twin sister.

Loren smacked his lips regretfully, and he wanted to sprint along.

It was still the same classroom that Lockhart had used last time, and there was still a four-sided table in the middle of the classroom, and the little wizards sat around the table.

They rushed to the classroom, and there was only the place Padma had reserved for the two of them in the front row.Although the classroom was widened by Professor Flitwick's magic spell, no matter how many students could sit, the perception of the front row and the back row must be different.

"Thank you Padma, otherwise we would have to sit in the back." Hermione thanked Padma repeatedly, holding Padma's hand.

Padma shook Hermione's hand, and smiled at her and Loren: "You're welcome, I should be the one thanking you. Professor Flitwick told me that the person in charge originally belonged to you."

Before leaving, she winked at Loren and smiled coquettishly.So Hermione didn't thank her so much.

The little wizard next to him should also belong to Ravenclaw, and they were whispering about the internal affairs of Ravenclaw College.

"Have you heard? Marietta Aikemo is very dissatisfied with Padma. She thinks she should be in charge."

"Why, because she's the daughter of Lady Eckmore of the Floo Network Authority, Department of Magical Transport?"

"Hey, you're right, who's used to her."

Loren and Hermione sat upright, watching their noses and noses, pretending not to hear the furniture of the neighboring college.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen in Ravenclaw College." A familiar voice sounded in the ears of the two.

The two turned their heads and said in unison, "You are here too!"

Harry and Ron, Seamus and Dean, and even Neville were there, and they laughed and said, "We ran fast and grabbed the front row."

"I don't know what spell Professor Flitwick will demonstrate, I'm looking forward to it," Seamus said.

Dean said excitedly: "No matter what the spell is, it must be amazing. Professor Flitwick was a dueling master when he was young."

"I want to learn how to explode with a thunderbolt!"

"I am me too!"

Where there is Dean of Seamus, there is never a shortage of chatter.

Harry and Ron around, Loren and Hermione in the front row all showed expectant expressions.The spells brought by Flitwick, the professor of Charms and duelist master, will not disappoint them.

In the classroom, students below the third grade came one after another.Even a few professors came to attend. Unlike the professional club that Lockhart joked about, the Charms Club is a serious subject club, and Professor Flitwick has the most experience, so several professors wanted to come and learn.

As the punctual bell rang, the lights in the classroom were suddenly extinguished, and the sudden darkness made whispers of whispers resound in the little wizard's seat.

Soon, clusters of milky white light lit up on the podium, floating lightly to the surroundings of the classroom, floating under the ceiling, and re-illuminating the entire classroom.

"It's the Illuminating Curse!" Seamus said in a low voice but forcefully, suppressing his excitement.

Ordinary lighting spells are just a ball of light on the tip of the spell, but the number of lighting spells in front of them is not only numerous, but they can also float around without the wand, which shows Professor Flitwick's extraordinary attainments in magic spells.

Immediately afterwards, a stone embedded in the ground on the podium jumped out, and the huge stone bounced on the podium, making a violent bang.

Seeing the little wizard let out bursts of exclamation.

Dean said: "Oh! The stones are dancing, which is similar to our exam questions last year."

The dancing stone stopped and twisted itself into twists, its body was elongated, and the plane at the top was stretched high, like a strangely shaped high stool.

"Transfiguration? Professor Flitwick doesn't seem to be very good at transfiguration." Seamus blinked, a little confused.

Hermione retorted: "It's not transfiguration, it's a spell. Miranda Gosack said that a spell is to add specific properties to an object, to make the object do something, not to make the object what it is. Transfiguration."

There was a noise from the back of the classroom. It turned out that Professor Flitwick flew up from behind and flew slowly onto the stone stool.

Professor Flitwick stood firm and smiled brightly at the little wizards: "My dear students, and dear Hogwarts professors, welcome to the first public event of the Charms Club! Filius Flitwick is here to express his sincere thanks to everyone!"

The voice is loud and clear, like a bell hitting a torrent.

(End of this chapter)