A day at Hogwarts

"Hey, I thought he was the warrior."

Ron felt unhappy when he saw a smug Malfoy walking toward the stairs leading to the basement, surrounded by a group of Slytherin students.

Harry and Hermione were reluctant to speak out on this issue. They pinched their noses and were a little reluctant to cooperate with Malfoy. Supporting Malfoy would make Ron sad, and supporting Ron would hurt the atmosphere in the team.

No matter what, everyone is having a hard time, so just stay silent.

The three of them arrived at the Charms classroom and saw Charles arriving first again, sitting in the front row and talking to Professor Flitwick.

Harry suddenly remembered something and pulled Hermione to the corner of the back row of the classroom. After making sure that no one was paying attention, Harry whispered: "Hermione, Mr. Smith asked me to ask you something."

Seeing how mysterious he was, Hermione said, "What's the matter?"

Harry hesitated and then asked: "You were angry with Charles some time ago. Was it because he... did something very bad... something very offensive to you?"

Hermione's mouth suddenly pouted, and she said angrily: "Humph, that hateful guy, he used to lie when he said I was cute!"

After hearing this, Harry said: "That's why...it's wrong!"

He stared at Hermione in disbelief with his four eyes and murmured: "I understand, so that's what happened!"

"You turned out..." Harry's voice was very low, "You like Charles, but it turns out that he doesn't like you... Oh!"

The class bell rang and the students took their seats.

Professor Flitwick glanced at the students in the classroom and found that one person was missing and had not received a leave note, so he began to take the roll seriously.

"Harry Potter..."

No one answered when Harry was called.

"Mr. Potter?"

Professor Flitwick raised his head and looked around, and the students looked left and right, but no one saw Harry.

Suddenly, a hand slowly stretched out from the corner of the last row, startling Professor Flitwick.

"arrive……"

Harry finally got up, sat on the chair, and lay on the table, his face a little pale.

Seeing him like this, Professor Flitwick asked: "Mr. Potter, do you want to go to the school doctor's office?"

Harry replied: "It's okay. I was just hit by a train. I'll be fine soon."

At Hogwarts, getting hit by a train didn't seem to be a big deal. You could just take a few breaths and continue with class.

Professor Flitwick continued the class and asked the students to sit in the middle by the aisle. Each student was given a fist-sized sponge ball with different colors and patterns.

He told the students: "We have learned the flying spell before, and the next thing we need to learn is the throwing spell."

"The throwing spell is a very commonly used spell. It can throw objects or even yourself far away."

"You may have noticed that the Flying Curse and the Throwing Curse can be used together."

When he said this, he gave Seamus a special look and continued: "According to the ghosts, a student long ago combined the flying spell and the throwing spell as skillfully as using his own hands, helping him defeat the enemy. A lot of difficulties.”

Next, Professor Flitwick taught everyone the casting spell and how to use it.

He first used the Flying Charm to summon a basket from behind the podium, and then used the Throwing Charm to throw it to the position closest to the wall of each row of desks to demonstrate the use of the magic spell.

"Okay," Professor Flitwick raised his wand, "Let's practice raising the wand first..."

By the time the students started doing the actual work, it suddenly became a mess.

Charles chanted a spell and waved his wand, and the sponge ball drew an arc and landed steadily in the center of the basket.

"Five points to Gryffindor!" Professor Flitwick jumped for joy, "That's great, Mr. Smith, it was a perfect success the first time!"

He whispered: "It seems that your talent has not disappeared due to temporary amnesia. I am very happy."

Charles smiled and said: "I'm very happy too."

At this time, Neville and Dean's sponge balls flew into his basket. They used the flying spell to recall the sponge balls at the same time, and ran away with the basket.

While the basket was in the air, Charles used the Flying Curse to call him back in front of him, and then cast spells on the sponge ball and the basket. The sponge ball flew to a height that almost hit the ceiling, and the basket flew straight to the other end of the desk.

As soon as the basket stopped, the sponge ball fell into it.

Professor Flitwick nodded and turned to instruct other students.

Charles just threw the ball over and played until the end of get out of class.

The next class is the Transfiguration class. This semester we mainly study transformation spells.

Today's lesson is practicing turning a guinea fowl into a guinea pig.

Professor McGonagall also explained how to use the conversion spell and how to adjust the spell according to the changing species.

Charles found that Professor McGonagall did not look at him like Professor Flitwick, but looked at Neville seriously, as if she was telling him the story specifically.

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When the operation started, Charles knew why Professor McGonagall did what he did.

Everyone can turn a guinea fowl into a guinea pig very well, but at most the claws or tail cannot be fully deformed.

As for Neville, with the wave of his wand, only the body of the guinea fowl became a guinea pig, while the legs, wings and tail were still those of the guinea fowl.

Charles finally understood why there was a quick-acting antihypertensive drug in his bag, and he immediately handed it to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall asked in surprise: "Has your memory recovered?"

Charles shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, my memory hasn't returned yet, but I feel like now is the time to use it."

Professor McGonagall forced a smile on her face and said to him: "It's okay, this may be a sign of improvement."

"You have to believe Longbottom, he will be perfect soon."

After she finished speaking, she turned the animal in front of Neville back into a guinea fowl and said: "Longbottom, relax, remember the key points just now, recall it, and then cast the spell."

Neville closed his eyes, took a deep breath, recited a spell, and struck the guinea fowl with his stick.

"Another bottle."

Professor McGonagall held out her hand to Charles.

Charles immediately took out the antihypertensive medicine and handed it over.

In front of Neville, the limbs and tail of the guinea fowl changed into those of a guinea pig, and nothing else changed.

"Just practice more." Professor McGonagall said to Neville, "Think about the difference between the two spells just cast."

Don't worry about Charles, you can switch between guinea fowl and guinea pigs at any time.

During lunch break, the professors all drank tea in the professor's lounge.

Professor Flitwick said to Professor McGonagall: "I found the good news. Charles's talent is still there, and he can master the spell with just a little practice."

Professor McGonagall also nodded and said, "Fortunately, otherwise the loss would have been huge."

Professor Delacour took over and said: "I found that his talent in alchemy was even stronger than before after losing his memory. After re-mastering the knowledge in the textbook in the past two days, he was able to come up with many useful ideas from a novel perspective. suggestions!”

Professor Sprout smiled and said, "Just praise him."