Chapter 93

"Very good! Mr. Green, circle a few more times, upward! Make your broomstick go up!"

Madam Hooch's eagle-like eyes instantly locked onto Sean.

While helping the young wizards who fell off their broomsticks stand firmly on the ground, she guided Sean with rare enthusiasm,

"Keep your body leaning forward, lift your legs slightly backward, and finally—look up!"

Sean was like a shooting star streaking across the sky; his speed wasn't that fast, but it was smooth and proficient,

as if he were a Quidditch player who had practiced techniques for many years on the field.

Those little badgers who were still practicing subconsciously looked up at the nimble eagle.

Then they felt quite ashamed of their own broomsticks that were always disobedient.

The flying lesson ended quickly. Sean landed on the grass with a pale face.

Actually, his stamina reached its limit very quickly, but whenever this happened, a thread of warmth would come from his body, supporting him to enjoy this hard-won freedom.

When he checked the panel, he was stunned for a moment:

【Name: Sean Green】

【Title: Flyer Reservist】

【Slightly increase perception of flying broomstick magic, slightly improve flying talent】

【Wizard Sean, Flying talent: Gold. Note: Average wizard is Green】

【Advanced: Entry-level flying technique can unlock the Flying Field entry-level title】

【Evaluation: You are a one-in-a-million genius in the field of flying; the broomstick is as obedient as a puppy in your hands. Possessing a proud will, you are destined to become the best Quidditch player of the century】

Gold... Golden Legend?!

Sean held his breath.

Wait,

proud will... what does that mean?

"Alright, everyone can leave the pitch. Those reckless young wizards, I hope you remember this lesson!"

Madam Hooch scanned the field, and the young wizards nodded timidly.

Looking at this flying teacher's crooked robes and messy hair, some young wizards blushed with shame for the embarrassing things they had done.

"Mr. Green, you stay."

Sean, who was still pondering, was suddenly called. He nodded subconsciously.

"Oh, child..."

After the main force left, Madam Hooch walked over quickly.

"You have many questions, right?"

"Yes, Madam Hooch, I want to know, is it the wizard's will that determines flying talent?"

Sean asked his question after careful consideration.

"Clever little eagle, yes, most wizards are just riding broomsticks, but for a small portion..."

Madam Hooch suddenly raised her hand, and the broomstick instantly fell into her hand.

"They are driving the broomstick."

After leaving the pitch, Sean's mind was still echoing with Madam Hooch's crisp words:

"If you observe those Quidditch athletes carefully, you will find that most of them are tall and strong.

Some people think that only tall and strong wizards can get on the field, but this is not entirely accurate.

When a wizard is stimulated, the magic in their body will be more vibrant. This vitality is mostly positive, and it can improve a wizard's physique."

Madam Hooch said with a hint of meaning, then patted Sean on the shoulder and left the pitch.

What could be more exciting than riding a broomstick and flying in the sky?

Sean thought,

this is just like how playing basketball can make you grow taller.

So Sean had one more thing to do: practice flying—even if it was just to improve his physique?

Flying lessons and Quidditch have always been enduring topics among young wizards,

and today there was one more genius young wizard in their mouths.

"Sean, they actually said you're a Quidditch athlete reservist,"

Jia Siting laughed out loud after saying it,

"But you've never been in contact with the wizarding world before. Oh, I guess Ernie must have fallen off his broomstick and gotten confused, which is why he forgot that."

In the Charms classroom,

Michael was sitting on Sean's right side at some point:

"Sean, if I take you as my master, can you teach me flying techniques? Mas..."

"The broomstick is driven by magic. When you perceive the various spells in the broomstick, you can use a little magic to command them..."

Sean interrupted Michael's attempt to raise his seniority and explained his understanding seriously.

But Michael and the circle of young wizards around them, after hearing the second sentence, looked as if they were listening to a heavenly book; their IQs gradually lost, and their eyes gradually became clear.

Michael's trio and Jia Siting had prepared early and taken notes with quill pens,

while other young wizards, after hearing: "Use magic weaker than weak to guide the Turning Charm, use magic slightly stronger than weak to guide the Braking Charm..."

were completely uninterested in eavesdropping anymore.

Only Michael, while writing, said:

"Perceiving spells, guiding weak magic, sounds like mysterious alchemy..."

This made Sean's voice stop abruptly, not only because of Professor Professor Professor Fuliwei who had just entered the classroom,

but also because of the various thoughts in his mind.

If the awakening of magical power would make wizards' physiques better,

then would a frail physique similarly affect the awakening or gestation of magical power?

So his difficulty in releasing spells and brewing potions, could it be because his magic level is too low,

just like what Barty Crouch Jr. once said:

Avada Kedavra requires powerful magical power as a foundation... you weaklings dealing with me will at most make me have a nosebleed.

Sean might be the same; he doesn't possess the normal magic level to release spells,

which is why he needs more effective postures and a higher mental level.

His talent is below the average line because his magical power level is really too low; even with a strong will, he cannot release them easily.

Then what about Transfiguration?

Sean guessed that a wizard's will is also an important part of magic.

As the branch of magic that best reflects a wizard's will, the wizard's will plays a more dominant role in Transfiguration,

a point that cannot be surpassed by magic level.

Finally, flying,

this almost doesn't require a very high magic level; it only needs guidance.

After understanding his own advantages, the most significant change was—

Sean became more firm in some of his expectations and also provided himself with some new directions.

"Alright, alright, I know flying is an exciting thing,"

Professor Professor Professor Fuliwei has a magical charm; when he speaks, the young wizards all look at him respectfully and seriously,

a point that even Slytherins are no exception to.

"If you haven't forgotten the techniques for the Levitation Charm, why don't you make the feather in front of you float—like riding a flying broomstick—and spin twice?"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Jia Siting waved his wand and chanted the spell.

The feather in front of him, as if to make up for his regret in flying just now,

not only floated up quickly but also spun beautifully a few times.

"Mr. Finch-Fletchley, proud progress!"

Everyone heard Professor Professor Professor Fuliwei's high-pitched shout.