On this day, when Darren woke up, he was surprised to find that the room was filled with a generally sweet smell, in his life experience, it was the smell of roasted pumpkin, and it was one of the few flavors that brought him happiness, because at this time of year, the orphanage would let the children go out into the street to beg for candy as a snack for quite some time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Oh! Halloween is here! trick-or-treating!" and Ron woke up and smelled it, and jumped out of bed happily, children's holidays, but I don't know who he plans to ask for candy, professors?

As if fearing that the smell was not enough, even the professors gave gifts to the young wizards, and on this day in Gryffindor's Charms class, Professor Flitwick announced that he thought they could start making objects fly, and this was the second class to use a wand in addition to Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, and strictly speaking, the Charms class was the one that really taught how to use a wand, and the Transfiguration class was a complete application.

"Well, don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been training on!" Professor Flitwick stood on top of his pile of books as usual, and whispered the final precautions before the actual operation, "Shake, remember, shake." It's also important to pronounce the spell - don't forget the wizard Barufeo, who said the 'f' to the 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison standing on his chest. ”

As usual, Darren sat with Hermione again, and as a result, their group was the fastest progressing in the classroom.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!" With the spell, Hermione waved her wand, and the feather in front of her slowly rose from the table and floated four feet above their heads, much to Professor Flitwick's great relief.

Darren, on the other hand, waved his wand for a long time, and then raised his feathers into the air in a muttering sound that sounded indistinct to others.

"How did you do it, I couldn't even hear the spell you said, and I was able to make the spell work?" Hermione was surprised by Darren's performance and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, the pronunciation of the spell is really important, but it doesn't matter in the whole process of magic change, what really works is the change in magic, as long as you understand how the spell works, and then appreciate the change in magic during the spell works, you can do it," Darren explained to Hermione, hesitated for a moment, and added, "The latter process is more difficult, though. ”

To be exact, it is quite difficult, in fact, Darren mastered the levitation spell more than a week ago, after all, the spells are written in the textbook, and the relevant precautions have been explained in the previous teaching process, as long as you study hard, you can master it, what is lacking is just a combination.

But like Darren, the operation process is adjusted in combination with personal characteristics, only on the basis of fully mastering and understanding this spell, especially to experience the change of magic, if it weren't for Darren to see the description of magic in other books in the library, he couldn't even find the magic in his body, let alone experience the change of magic power, it was really a mysterious feeling, Darren practiced for more than a week before he found the slightest feeling, so it took half a day to float the feathers.

For first-year students, it is really difficult to master this, so Professor Flitwick uses standardized operations to let students master the spell first, it should be said, is the normal teaching process.

Unfortunately, even this normal process was too difficult for some of the students, and Ron shouted "Yugadim Leviosa" while waving his arms like a windmill, but the feathers in front of him did not move.

Harry was even worse, he was in a group with Seamus, and Seamus somehow managed to do it, poked his wand at the feather, and after a burst of flash and smoke, the feather turned to ashes, leaving only Seamus with a dark face, and a half-black Harry said to Professor Flitwick with a dull expression, "I'm sorry, we need a new feather here......

But these vignettes obviously didn't change the mood of Halloween, trinkets and jack-o'-lanterns can be seen everywhere, if anyone hasn't noticed this, it's Hermione, after she found out about Darren's magic level, she kept pestering him to explain the situation, but those things were really beyond the comprehension of an 11-year-old child, and as a result, Darren talked to her for a whole afternoon, and didn't even pay attention to it until dinner time, until Darren's stomach growled, and they realized that they had almost missed it, and hurriedly ran towards the restaurant。

And Darren still remembers that at dinner tonight, Professor Quirrell would put the trolls in Hogwarts, after all, Halloween is too special, and now that Hermione is by his side, naturally he will not be blocked by the trolls in the women's restroom.

He only hoped that before Professor Quirrell put the trolls in Hogwarts, he could at least grab a few pieces of meat and bread from the table so that he could go back to the Gryffindor common room to roast and eat, where the fireplace was always lit, and of course, it would be better if it was lamb, he had recently gotten some cumin from Hagrid......

As he and Hermione walked down the hallway, they suddenly smelled a foul smell, like a mixture of smelly socks and a public toilet that had never been cleaned, and they couldn't help but frown.

"Oh my God, what does this smell like? disgusting, is it Peeves' prank?" Hermione said.

Darren was even more worried, pulling Hermione against the side of the hallway, signaling her not to speak, and then they heard a low grunt and the sound of huge soles dragging on the floor, and the sound of hard objects rubbing against the floor, and even Hermione knew that something was wrong, and couldn't help but grab Darren's hand.

A moment later, in the moonlight in the hallway, a behemoth appeared, twelve feet tall, its skin gray and dull, like granite, its massive, stupid body like a huge pile of mud, and on top of it was a small head like a cocoa bean, which looked ridiculous, if you didn't consider its huge size.

The monster's legs were a little stubby compared to his body, but they were as strong as tree stumps, apparently to support the huge weight, and below were flat, thick calloused feet, and strong arms were excessively long, like gorillas, hanging at his sides, and one of them was holding a thick wooden stick in one hand, dragging it on the ground, and the sound of hard objects rubbing against it was evident from it.

Obviously, this is the troll!