Neville spent the entire holiday getting used to his new wand, which was thin and long, and the new wand would take a while to practice for a while while wielding the wand≥

If the textbook standard posture was followed, Neville's hands would have to be at least like Hagrid's, in other words, the wand didn't look like it was for a normal person.

With this wand, and with a uniform, Neville would look like a Muggle doorman, and the new wand would look almost like a baton.

However, despite his slotted appearance, Neville felt that this wand was indeed a good fit for him, maybe it was a psychological effect, maybe the real effect was true, and his current spell success rate was at least doubled.

Because of this, Mrs. Longbottom, who had planned to take Neville back to trouble Ollivander, gave up on this plan, and had to admit that her idea of having Neville inherit her eldest son's wand was very unmagical in the first place.

Mrs. Longbottom withdrew her wand, but that didn't mean she expected and demanded anything from Neville as before, on the contrary, she thought Neville had to do better and better than before.

The following holidays, Neville re-studied Transfiguration under the supervision and guidance of Mrs. Longbottom. This was definitely a very hard thing for Neville, as the bonus of the new wand was not enough to make him jump from the second rate, but Mrs. Collowbottom's vision was top-notch.

Compared to practicing Transfiguration, overturning ten giants with your bare hands is definitely not a difficult task.

Neville's holidays went by like this, and he began to miss Hogwarts uncontrollably, but soon began to feel ashamed, because he missed Hogwarts not because he liked it so much, but because there was no other Lady Longbottom who urged him to practice Transfiguration.

Until the day before school started, Neville's Transfiguration had not met Mrs. Longbottom's expectations, and she was visibly disappointed that her grandson really didn't have the same talent for Transfiguration as she did.

This was another failed attempt, the last one in which she knew that everyone's wand was unique, but ignored it and let Neville use his father's wand in the hope that he would inherit his father's glory.

Maybe you should try again?

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Back at Hogwarts, Neville's new wand caught the attention of the others.

He pulled out this wand of surprise in Transfiguration class, and successfully completed the Transfiguration class training, and the students who were waiting to see the joke were all stunned and speechless.

Neville's movements as he cast the Transfiguration seemed to be playing drums, his expression looked dazed, a bit like he was wandering, but the movements of his wand swinging were extremely standard and extremely precise, but he lacked some spirituality and naturalness, and looked mechanical and stiff.

After the class, Ron asked curiously, "Is it true that I can improve my level by changing my wand, and why did I change my wand too, but it is still the same?"

During the holidays, Ron also got a new wand, fourteen inches long, willow wood and unicorn fur, but his level of transfiguration was no different from before.

Neville sighed and said, "If you practice Transfiguration for seven hours a day for three and a half weeks, you'll definitely be better than me." ”

"Uh, you're not kidding, are you?"

Ron didn't believe it at first, but considering Neville couldn't brag, he tentatively asked, "Are you really practicing Transfiguration all your vacation?"

Neville didn't say anything, just sighed again, then closed his eyes, waved his wand, and tapped lightly at the quill on the table.

"I'm [beep]!" Ron couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth to express his mood at the moment.

Opening his eyes and looking at the quill, which had turned into an eraser, Neville said slowly, "As you can see, I can now use such a simple transfiguration technique with my eyes closed. ”

“......”

"Seven hours a day, about 3ooo to 4ooo times, three and a half weeks, I probably practiced no less than 8ooo times. ”

“......”

"I think I can get an E or higher in this year's Transfiguration exam. ”

“......”

Squatting at home last year to do homework and reading books, and squatting at home this year to practice Transfiguration, Neville's Christmas holidays are always so fulfilling and rich.

Neville's story quickly spread through the school, and it became more and more fascinating. For this kind of inspirational story of being born around them, many teachers often use Neville as an example to cook chicken soup for the soul in class, and warn students of the importance of hard work.

If that's all there is to it, some teachers have told the parents of the students about it, and it is conceivable that many Hogwarts students will have the same full holidays as Neville in the future.

In response, the students said that the chicken soup was poisonous.

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There was no more attack at Hogwarts during the holidays, but the students did not forget about it, and their attitude towards Harry was even worse than before the holidays.

"Neville, have you brought the potent restorative?"

"Brought it. ”

"Very well, give it to me, I'm going to find Dumbledore. ”

Harry's voice was hoarse, and he had just quarreled with Fred and George because they had made up a song to tease him.

"Uh, are you alright?" before Neville could say anything.

“......”

Harry didn't say anything, put the potent potion in his pocket, and left the bedroom in silence.

Neville lay in bed and began to practice meditation, which had the current benefit of helping him fall asleep faster, and this time was no exception. And when he woke up, it was dinner time, and he glanced at Harry's bed, which was empty.

Haven't come back yet?

After thinking about it for a moment, Neville planned to go to the infirmary, and he would know what the result was.

However, before he could leave the common room, Ron suddenly ran in and said breathlessly, "Something's wrong!"

"Huh?"

"Someone has been attacked again!"

"Who is it?"

Ron sat down on the sand, waited for his breathing to ease a bit, and said in a gloating tone, "Lockhart! He was attacked by the basilisk near the trophy showroom on the fourth floor, but he was lucky enough to be petrified." ”

"You seem to be happy, so let's be more restrained. ”

Neville was relieved to hear that it wasn't his friend who was petrified, but he couldn't be as happy as Ron.

"I know, I know. Ron shook his head and said disappreciatively.

"Did you see Harry?" asked Neville.

"No, what's wrong?"

"He went out to find Dumbledore before, and I gave him the potion of restorative fù. Neville said, "I don't know if Colin or they've recovered." ”

"Dumbledore said it worked, so it must be fine. Ron didn't seem to be worried at all, he said with some regret: "But Lockhart's luck is not too good, he has just been petrified, and there is a powerful recovery potion here." ”

"Well, I forgot to ask Harry to give the ticket to the headmaster by the way. Neville pulled a note from his pocket, "All of my pocket money is used to buy potions." ”

"Maybe you should learn from Fred and George, they always have ideas to make money. ”

“......”

Harry was in an unusually bad mood at this time, far less than his two friends who were chatting in the common room. He thought that with the powerful restorative medicine and the healing of those who had been attacked, he would be able to clear his suspicions, but he was wrong.

The last thing they saw before they were petrified was a pair of giant eyes, and some of them even saw a snakehead, which was exactly what Harry had found.

But the problem was that they only saw the basilisk, which was very bad for Harry, because Harry was known to know snake language.

The worse thing is that at this time, the people from the Ministry of Magic finally arrived......