Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Okay, don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been training!"

Standing on his pile of books as usual, Professor Flitwick shrilled, "Swipe, remember, swipe. It's also very important to say the exact spell—don't forget Balufeo. Wizard, he said 'f' to 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison on his chest."

Wingadim - Leviosa!

Wingardium!

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

In fact, Clark knew the origin of this story, he had seen it in a book by chance. Balufeo, a stuttering French wizard, was trying to conjure a mink coat for his wife, but mispronounced "vison" (mink) for bison" (bison).

After teaching the little wizards the correct tricks and spells, Professor Flitwick divided the class into groups of two and started training.

Harry's partner is Seamus Finnigan. Clark took the initiative to choose to play with him in order to take care of Neville.

And Ron, in desperation, can only work with Hermione Granger. It's hard to say who was more annoyed, Ron or Hermione, about this.

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

Except for the occasional "borrow" or "please let me" when they meet in the classroom or common room, Hermione hardly talks to Harry and Ron now.

Fortunately, Clark is a traveler with the soul of an adult. Of course, he knows which side to stand on when it comes to this kind of child's trouble. Isn't Hermione more fragrant than those two useless men (dog head.jpg).

However, apart from the fact that the relationship between teammates was not so harmonious, when casting spells, things were not as smooth as expected.

Although this spell is quite easy for Professor Flitwick to demonstrate, when it comes to the little wizards, there are very few people who can complete it.

Of course, Clark must be the first to complete this spell. Unlike those ignorant little wizards, he is already familiar with the "distorted" nature of chaotic magic. It's like knowing the universal formula when solving a problem, just apply it, and you will be able to go anywhere.

The light and fluffy feathers were touched by his wand, as if they had escaped the gravity of the earth, and in a windless environment, they floated steadily into the air.

"It's great, everyone, look at it, Mr. Prewett successfully removed the weight of the feathers and cast a perfect floating spell. Gryffindor added ten points." Professor Flitwick excitedly pointed to the feathers floating in the air. shouted.

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

You know, from birth, we feel that objects have weight.

When you go to the toilet, you will draw a parabola, you will roll out of bed and fall in pain, and an apple will fall and hit someone on the head.

Various phenomena will strengthen our subconscious about "weight". It is especially difficult to fight against this subconsciousness, "deceive" yourself, and distort the weight of matter so that it is as light as nothing.

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

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

Clark looked at the admiration of his classmates, and took the initiative to explain his spellcasting skills, "The disciple was very smart, saying that it is neither the wind nor the flag, but the human heart. Here, it's not the feathers that get lighter, but our hearts that think it's lighter."

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

Well, it seems that Clark has wasted his words, what should the little wizards be like, or what should they be.

Harry and Seamus flicked, flicked, and did it over and over, but the feather they should have sent into the air lay motionless on the floor.

Occasionally the feathers trembled slightly, but it was just the wind carried by the wand.

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

As expected of a "demolition genius", only hearing a "bang", a ball of fire rose from the feathers in front of Seamus, and Harry had to use his hat to put out the fire.

Ron at the other table didn't seem to have much luck.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" he shouted, waving his two long arms like a windmill.

However, at this moment, this feather is heavier than Mount Tai, like a college student on a Sunday morning, and has no intention of getting up at all.

"You're wrong," Clark heard Hermione correct unceremoniously. "It's Yuga-Dimlev-O-Sa, and the 'ga' must be long and clear."

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

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

Their feather swayed up from the table, and although it was not as stable as Clark, it was still floating four feet above their heads.

"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and shouted, "Look, everyone, Miss Granger has already succeeded! Gryffindor adds another ten points."

By the time the get out of class was about to end, Ron's mood was extremely bad.

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

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

Someone bumped Harry hard and hurried past them.

It's Hermione!

Harry looked bewildered, it was Ron who spoke ill of you, why did you bump into me? But he also caught a glimpse of Hermione's face - he was surprised to find that she was crying.

"I think she heard what you said." Clark gave Ron a cold look, "Speaking badly behind your back is not what Gryffindor should do."

"So what?" Ron said stubbornly, but also showed a trace of unease, "She must have noticed, she has no friends."

Clark ignored him, turned around and left.

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