Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

"Uh...well." Harry didn't know if it was urgent to find Leonard to look at the pumpkins, but he really didn't want to delay.

"Thank you Mr. McMillan, I should go," Harry said.

"You're welcome, just call me Ernie." Ernie waved his hand friendly and watched Harry leave enthusiastically.

For some reason, Harry suddenly had a strange feeling that the way the other party looked at him was somewhat familiar, just like the way he looked at Leonard.

It's really strange, I don't feel very comfortable for some reason, it's a bit awkward.

Then when he looked at Leonard like this, did Leonard feel the same way?

Harry soon found the office of the Charms professor, Professor Flitwick.

He knocked on the door politely, and soon, the door opened from the inside, and the short Professor Flitwick looked up and saw the visitor with a surprised expression, "Mr. Potter, unexpected guest, what are you doing here?" Question?"

This tone made Harry blush involuntarily~.

He never seemed to ask the professor any questions, you see, Professor Levy was very surprised by his arrival.

What made Harry even more ashamed was that he really didn't come here to ask questions, but to find someone.

"Sorry Professor," Harry said apologetically, "I came to see Leonard, I heard from his roommate that he came to see you."

"Yes, he is indeed with me." Professor Flitwick smiled and said indifferently, "Come in, but don't disturb Leonard, he is very focused on learning magic."

"Learn magic? Is there anything Leonard can't do?" Harry said subconsciously.

"It's not right to think so, Mr. Potter, no matter how smart a person is, knowledge will not go into his head by himself, especially magic. Without hard practice, there is no way to master magic proficiently." Professor Flitwick said seriously .

These words made Harry blush again, thinking about Leonard's usual attitude of studying in the library, and then seeing that although he still has many shortcomings.

Blame it on damn Ron Weasley, who in the same dormitory showed himself too easy a day-to-day campus life, and it ruined both him and Neville.

Every time they went to the library, they could be noticed by Ron Weasley, who was playing wizard chess in the Gryffindor common room, and then the other party would taunt him and Neville with meaningful eyes and sinister voices.

This made them resist going to the library, because it shouldn't be.

Don't be affected by other people's bad habits, cheer yourself up!

It seems that it's time for me to study hard, but I can't learn from Leonard to write homework on weekends. He doesn't have that efficiency and ability, so I still have to finish all the homework for the day every day.

Making up his mind, Harry followed Professor Flitwick into the office, and saw Leonard sitting at the table staring at the teacup on the table.

What is this doing?

Harry cast a puzzled look at Professor Flitwick, but the professor just raised his hand and put a finger in front of his mouth to signal Harry not to speak.

Although he was full of doubts, Harry still patiently waited for the change that he didn't know when.

Time passed by, killing Harry's patience. Harry looked blankly at Leonard and then at Professor Flitwick with a dignified expression, his body writhing uncomfortably.

When is it going to wait, what exactly is Leonard doing?

Just when Harry was thinking about whether he should ask again, Leonard who was sitting suddenly sat up straight.

Harry lifted his spirits and looked at Leonard.

Didn't see any other movements from Leonard, suddenly Harry noticed that something seemed to move.

Just when he was wondering, the teacup on the table slowly floated up!

The teacup actually floated up! It flew up without any external force!

Is this some kind of magic show? Harry interrupted himself as soon as the thought came to him.

This is the wizard's world, full of magical magic, isn't this more magical than magic?

But what kind of magic is this? Why does the teacup fly by itself without a spell or a wand? How does this happen?

Harry subconsciously looked at Professor Flitwick, thinking that the professor had done something, but the professor held his breath and stared at Leonard, as if he was afraid that he would disturb him by making a sound.

...asking for flowers......

The teacup fluttered up and down, and the moment the teacup fell, Harry heard Professor Flitwick's cheers, "Great Leonard, you made it!"

Harry had never seen the professor so excited.

It's not that the professor doesn't smile very much. On the contrary, Professor Flitwick usually behaves very well. He always puts a smile on his face. Occasionally, he gets angry because of a magic mistake, such as being hit by the impact of Neville's wand. The wall, or being hit by the magic that Seamus Finnigan hung first, but he had never been so excited.

This made Harry even more curious, he really wanted to know what was the magic that made the teacup float by itself just now.

"Professor Flitwick, what kind of magic was that just now?" Harry asked curiously.

Harry's voice woke up the excited Leonard, he turned his head to look at Harry with a puzzled expression, "Harry, when did you come?"

"It's been a while, but the professor asked me not to disturb you." Harry said, looking at Professor Foley, hoping for an answer.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, that's just the most basic levitation spell, it's nothing compared to the restoration spell you're learning now." Professor Flitwick still had excitement on his face, "The point is not magic, Instead, use magic."

"Using magic?" Harry became more curious and looked at Leonard.

Leonard glanced at Harry, knowing that the savior's curiosity had arisen, in order to prevent Harry's curiosity from causing trouble to him, Leonard said directly, "It's a combination of silent casting and wandless casting."

"What is silent casting and wandless casting?" Harry asked a little ashamedly.

Feeling like a clueless idiot in front of Leonard.

"Literally, it means the way of casting spells without using a magic wand." Leonard explained briefly.

"No wand or spell?" Harry subconsciously raised his voice with a look of disbelief.

After all, this is contrary to his long-standing common sense. In his opinion, isn't magic just the combination of a wand and a spell?