Chapter 174: Guiding Method

October brought not only cold air, but also a week of heavy rain...

Today is Sunday, the weather is as bad as ever, cold raindrops keep hitting the window, and the strong wind howls around the castle.

Sean saw a huge figure in the corridor window, wrapped in a long mole-skin coat, wearing a pair of rabbit-fur gloves, defrosting flying brooms in the broom shed on the Quidditch pitch.

The bad weather in October made young wizards always willing to stay in the Great Hall for a while longer. For several days in a row, one could see young wizards chatting and doing homework around the fireplace in groups of two or three.

But it was not very common for four young wizards from three houses like Sean and the others to be together. Sean held a cup of hot cocoa, and Luo Jie helped him put a lot of sugar cubes in it, which was so sweet it almost made his teeth fall out.

His feet were piled with many books, some about Transfiguration, some about Ancient Runes, all placed on a thin fluffy blanket.

Since coming into contact with advanced Transfiguration, Sean rarely waved his wand to practice.

Professor Marcus Maige stuffed him with many obscure and difficult books, some of which couldn't be found in the library and were the professor's private collection.

To transform a wizard's body, or to transform an object into magic—both were extremely difficult and dangerous. Professor Marcus Maige strictly asked him to fully understand these advanced Transfiguration theories instead of practicing recklessly—Professor Marcus Maige repeated this many times.

For several days in a row, Sean had been flipping through these Transfiguration books, as well as the pronunciation and characters of Ancient Runes.

The time he spent in the Great Hall had significantly increased, and the desserts made by a certain little badger had increased by several kinds.

Compared with the slow and necessary progress of Transfiguration, the progress in spells was very fast. Sean didn't spend much time grinding Finite Incantatem to entry, and there was only half the proficiency left to reach skilled.

It is worth mentioning that Luo Jie's talent in this spell seemed to be very high, and his progress was even about the same as Sean's.

The most direct manifestation was that Nawei dared to use small wooden boards to practice the Levitation Charm—

Sean guessed that it was not just magical branches, but different wizards' talents in different spells also seemed to be different—for example, Harry's Levitation Charm and Expelliarmus.

The former was far behind Xiang Hemin, and the latter could even fight back and forth with Voldemort.

Speaking of Harry, it might be because Sean spent more time reading in the Great Hall. Most of the time, Sean could see Harry and Ma Er pecking at each other like chickens.

The harsh words between them included but were not limited to: "You wait to be punished, Potter, first-year students are not allowed to play with flying brooms. I'm going to tell the professor!", "Heh—speaking of which, I can get a broom, thanks to Mr. Ma Er."

The hot cocoa was so sweet it made Sean squint his eyes. He shook his head, not caring about the conflicts that often appeared in the Great Hall.

After entering Finite Incantatem, he planned to go to the staff room tomorrow to learn the Disillusionment Charm from Professor Fuliwei.

But he didn't expect Xiang Hemin to suddenly rush up:

"So you think this is a reward for you violating school rules?"

Xiang Hemin walked over, looking at the broom in Harry's hand with dissatisfaction.

Luo Jie also followed quickly. When Xiang Hemin was angry, he suddenly popped out a sentence:

"Xiang Hemin, Sean seems to have one too..."

At this time, Xiang Hemin was stunned. After reacting, she glared at Luo Jie and said:

"This is different... Sean is ten times better than Harry..."

So Harry and Ma Er's attention all came to Xiang Hemin, and Sean who glanced at them from behind.

Harry inexplicably remembered Marcus Maige's task, while Ma Er remembered "Sean? Aha! He can single-handedly fight trolls, defeat werewolves with his bare hands..."

So the two didn't speak instead.

The atmosphere became weird until Professor Fuliwei walked over:

"I hope you are not arguing, children?" he asked in a high-pitched voice.

"Someone violated school rules and brought a flying broom, Professor."

Ma Er said hurriedly.

"Oh?"

Professor Fuliwei's eyes suddenly became much more gratified,

"Do you also know that Mr. Green passed the flight test?"

How did it get back to Green again...

Ma Er's mouth twitched.

This conflict seemed to be resolved by Professor Fuliwei, but it also seemed not to be.

Harry himself couldn't quite believe that Ma Er actually left sneakily without saying a word.

Sean didn't know that he had ended a conflict. After consolidating the twenty-four runes he had memorized, Sean rummaged through his bag to find "Advanced Potion Guide" and the corresponding notebook.

Master Liba Xiu Bolachi had been talking a lot recently. He would appear in the Advanced Potion Guide for a while:

【My efforts, let the past have a future】,

and for a while it became 【Infinite distance, endless truth... you should know, they are being born in your hands】.

It looked like he was encouraging Sean.

So Sean's quill rustled, writing down methods of using different refined will to guide potion fusion.

From lighting the cauldron to the potion boiling, Sean recorded the changes in every action and thought about the reasons for them.

Just like what Master Liba Xiu Bolachi did, leaving a precise method that could be replicated.

Sean named it—Guiding Method.

Through the improved ritual to strengthen the wizard's belief, and then through strong belief and specific scenes, guide the wizard's emotions to fit the needs of the potion.

Sean always tended to forget the time as soon as he wrote, so he stayed in the Great Hall for a long time.

Until the sky darkened.

The fireplace flame was still enthusiastic. After a long summary and thinking, Sean slightly raised his stiff head.

Phew—before heading to the dungeon at night, he still successfully recorded the Guiding Method roughly.

His emerald eyes carried deep joy. He glanced at the Great Hall casually. Luo Jie was encouraging Nawei to float the wizard chess pieces on the table, while Xiang Hemin was pretending not to care, but couldn't help but keep peeking.

At this time, at the entrance of the Great Hall, Sean saw a young wizard who had been drenched into a drowned rat.

It was another stormy dusk. Harry returned from training again. He was soaked all over, and his shoes were even covered in mud.

The Gryffindor common room was too far away, and climbing up would probably make him catch a cold, so the Quidditch team members were used to roasting by the fire in the Great Hall, at least they had to dry their clothes by the fireplace in the corner.

The sky outside was dark, and it was still pouring rain.

Harry didn't expect that what the Wei Silai brothers said was actually true. The Quidditch team's training didn't stop in any weather.

Thinking back to Marcus Maige's words, Harry didn't know whether to be happy or distressed for a moment:

"Our names will be engraved on this year's Quidditch Cup!"

When they walked back to the castle tiredly, Marcus Maige said happily,

"If you perform better than Charlie Wei Silai, I won't be surprised at all. If he hadn't gone to study dragons, he would definitely have represented the British team...

But Harry, have you learned about that... Green?" ===== CHAPTER 175 =====