Chapter 62: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 30

The learning of magic always relies more on talent than effort.

Wizards often explain the Levitation Charm as chanting the incantation, and waving the wrist with a flick.

As for more explanations, it's as blurred as the bubbling sound of a cauldron.

Even Professor Professor Professor Fuliwei always teaches little wizards clear pronunciation, followed by the cliché of one flick and one stop.

After finishing "The Standard Book of Spells: Grade 1," Sean didn't find a more detailed explanation.

He has reason to suspect that magic is like this, following ancient laws, a kind of knowledge like experience.

Since it is experiential knowledge, it is a bit distant from precision:

For example, one flick and one stop, how far should the arm swing? How large should the amplitude of the shake be?

These are hard to explain and can only rely on the little wizards to solve them with "talent."

Of course, Sean also has reason to suspect that wizards with enough talent don't have this problem at all.

They likely succeeded directly.

Then the problem arises:

Wizards with talent don't have this trouble, and wizards without talent can't solve this trouble—

they spent a lot of time just practicing spells by luck.

Finally, these problems, like the problems Sean faced when brewing potions, were left behind.

Sean doesn't think magic has much to do with science, but whether the proficiency increases or not tells him:

At least there is a way to cast magic more easily.

"Yes, the arm amplitude should be larger when swinging,

and the pronunciation of the incantation, the stress is on 'g',

there is a small detail here, the 'di' after that is still a stress..."

In the classroom, a magic lantern illuminated a not-so-large area.

Sean was seriously guiding Jia Siting's practice, using all his understanding of the Levitation Charm.

So, when Jia Siting completed the Levitation Charm strictly according to his standards,

that feather that had never floated for five seconds actually floated shakily for ten seconds.

"My god! Sean, we succeeded!"

Jia Siting whispered excitedly, and then watched the feather fall slowly without blinking.

"Sean, this is all because of you, thank you for your help."

Jia Siting thanked him sincerely and warmly.

Sean nodded to show he knew.

"I think a larger swing amplitude would be better... but... is the 'Le' after 'di' still a stress after the swing stress?"

Hermione, who was holding a book and covering her face, had actually been observing for a long time. She suddenly spoke, her tone still inevitably arrogant,

but the two people present ignored it completely.

"Hmm, I think it should be more stressed, as for the swing amplitude... you can try, but..."

Sean glanced at the feather. He just wanted to say that his magic power hadn't recovered,

but before he finished speaking, Jia Siting's spell had already been cast.

Are Hufflepuffs all this careful?

Sean was stunned for a few seconds.

The three in the hidden room stared at the feather, watching it float shakily for fifteen seconds.

Just as it fell, Jia Siting let out a low cry:

"Wow! Hermione, your hypothesis is completely correct!"

Hermione raised her slightly flushed little face, appearing very satisfied with such praise.

In the following time, the three enthusiastic people did many experiments,

until Sean's magic power recovered, he practiced the Levitation Charm to the skilled level, and then his magic power was depleted again.

Time passed like fine sand between fingers.

The magic lantern swayed, following the three as they walked out of the hidden room.

Sean was very satisfied; he harvested 45 points of proficiency;

Hermione was also very satisfied; her whimsical ideas had a synchronized, even "smarter" partner—Sean,

and an experimenter who was tired and pale but still wanted to cast magic—Jia Siting;

Jia Siting was also very satisfied; he seemed to have discovered a new continent.

The Hogwarts castle in the evening had already sunk into a dream.

At the end of the corridor on the third floor,

a wall changed slightly, revealing a yellowed and cracked oil painting.

On the oil painting was a snow-white owl wearing a velvet vest and small pince-nez glasses.

At this moment, it was extremely anthropomorphically—even with a slightly annoyed and funny expression—using a furry claw to struggle to straighten the precarious glasses.

"Little wizard! Wretched little wizard!"

After Jia Siting and Hermione walked out of the room, it first noisily shouted shrilly,

and when Sean passed by, it stopped the noise,

and whispered:

"Little wizard, smart little wizard..."

While waiting for the stairs to fall into place, Hermione's voice appeared mixed with the rumbling sound of the rotating stairs:

"I think we might have to use this room all the time... so, we have to inform the professor.

Professor Professor Professor Fuliwei will definitely agree to let us practice magic here."

Jia Siting praised:

"So thoughtful, as expected of you, Hermione!"

Hermione's face was a bit flushed. She looked at Sean, and after Sean nodded,

Hermione hurried away from the two and disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving only Sean and Jia Siting walking through the corridor illuminated by warm firelight.

"Hmm, Sean, I want to say, you didn't even eat Yorkshire pudding today...

Did the potion brewing not go well?"

Jia Siting suddenly spoke in a low voice, making Sean unable to react for a while.

Can these two be connected so quickly?

Immediately, he nodded slightly.

"Is it Professor Professor Professor Sineipu? I heard he never allows first-year little wizards to brew potions privately,

but he is very indulgent toward some senior Slytherins...

I think you wouldn't fail the brewing, so, do you need help?

Although Professor Professor Professor Sineipu is very scary, I still have the courage to go to the office and take a look."

Jia Siting's words made Sean more and more silent. He looked up.

The little badger's eyes shone with firm and gentle light.

"Remember? We are friends. If you have difficulties and I don't reach out to help, then what kind of friends are we?"

At night, the light blue curtains swayed slightly, and the sound of the wind blowing in front of the window always made Sean feel very comfortable.

The fireplace was burning cracklingly.

Sean remembered Jia Siting's words before leaving:

"Even if I'm afraid, I can bite the bullet... The prefect said, Hogwarts doesn't have a school rule forbidding little wizards from brewing potions."

Ravenclaw only has one Herbology class on Friday. Sean has the whole Friday to wait for Professor Professor Professor Sineipu to leave the dungeon.

He looked at the moonlit night outside the window like a painting, his thoughts surging:

Hogwarts, this magical school that has been established for a thousand years,

Hufflepuff, this warm and beautiful house,

the wizards they jointly cultivated have vitality.

They may not be outstanding, not always easy to be remembered,

but as Helga Hufflepuff said:

diligence, loyalty, and tolerance are equally great qualities.

A complex emotion existed faintly in Sean's heart. "Advanced Potion Making" was scattered and opened on the windowsill.

The rustling sound of the pages made Sean seem to see Jia Siting's notes spread out in the library again:

【The prefect said, Hufflepuff is loyal and trustworthy. Although we never argue with others, we are not easy to bully.

Like our house emblem, the badger, we will protect ourselves from all those who are unfavorable to us, and help our friends and family. Nothing can make us afraid.】 ===== CHAPTER 63 =====