After the Transfiguration teacher cut off Hoffa's hair, a low laugh came from all around, and although the laughter was not malicious, he shut up and sat down with a solemn expression.

The moment Professor Bohan made a move, he clearly felt the change in the inner structure of the magic power, just like the skills of those ancient wizards, but how the other party did it, he didn't know.

At the end of the class, all the students walked out of the classroom happily.

"This teacher is amazing. ”

Roommate William said with little stars in his eyes.

"yes. ”

Antonio chimed in: "I turned my magic into a horse, did you see it?

"Horse, did you see a Muggle tank I conjured?"

"God, I've never found shapeshifting so fun!"

"It seems that magic transformation is much easier than human transformation!"

"That's right, we're going to be Hoffa if we continue like this. ”

"Hahahaha. ”

......

......

The students were eagerly talking about the transformation class just now, and the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Hoffa seemed a little lacking in interest, without a wand, he couldn't even do the most basic extracorporeal release of magic power, and casting spells without a wand was several times more difficult than he imagined.

He held his textbook and walked past his classmates absentmindedly. When he walked to the third greenhouse of the Herbology Class in the hunting grounds, Miranda chased after him: "Hoffa, you haven't bought a wand yet." ”

"I don't need any other wand. Hoffa was a little depressed, "By the way, can't you cast spells without a wand?"

"Well, you can. ”

"What do you mean, can you teach me?" said Hoffa's expression.

Miranda sighed, "You think too much, Hoffa. Wandless spellcasting is not a specialized skill, and once you learn it, you can get out of the wand. ”

"So what the hell to do, I've heard that ancient wizards didn't use wands. ”

"Yes, but do you know how strict the selection of wizards was in ancient times? The wand is what gives wizards with mediocre talent a chance to shine. ”

"Don't say that you don't have any of these, tell me how to learn to cast spells without a wand. ”

"It's not as simple as you think, wandless spellcasting is a time job, every spell, every magic operation, can be cast without a wand. Let's say the Glowing Charm. ”

Miranda raised her finger: "Fluorescent flickering." ”

Her fingertips lit up with a silver glow.

Hofa's eyes lit up: "How did you do that?"

"First of all, you have to be quiet and patient, and secondly, when you learn not to cast a fluorescent spell with a wand, you have only learned a glowing spell. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hoffa was stunned: "You mean, I have to relearn every spell alone?"

"Needless to say, it's just that there are two systems for casting spells with a wand and casting spells without a wand. Wands have wood, they have cores, and if you cast spells without a wand, all you have is yourself. Your ability to manipulate magic is unbelievably high, and it takes a lot of time to practice. ”

"But you ....."

"I only have about ten spells that I can cast without a wand, and all ten of them are spells that I have used so well. Miranda told the truth: "It took me three or four years to learn only a few spells without a wand. ”

Hoffa fell silent. Miranda's words were undoubtedly another basin of cold water poured on his head.

Three or four years..... After three or four years, I don't know where I am.

Entering the third greenhouse, the two ended their conversation, they were going to take care of the wrestling grass today, an unusually fierce and aggressive plant.

After the herb class, he immediately went to Potions class again, which was held in a large underground classroom. Between the wooden tables were more than forty cauldrons, as well as a table full of ingredients.

Slughorn smoked his pipe and walked back and forth in a cloud of smoke, shouting as he went.

"We've got a lot to learn, a lot, a lot! This year the Ministry of Magic has set up a review network in Hogsmeade.

If you excel, I can recommend you a good position in the Ministry of Magic and give you a bright future, provided you complete the mission...... Do you understand? You must complete the mission......

He said tirelessly, and the students below were like burrowing moles, shuttling back and forth. Holding potion materials in his hand.

The Potions class lasted for five hours, and it was terrifying.

This year, the school was eager to stuff all the knowledge into the students' heads like a forced empowerment, and did not give them the slightest respite and rest.

They are like a train with enough coal, running desperately forward, and they will not give up until they reach their goal.

By the end of a few days of classes, Hoffa had almost collapsed, and he didn't even have time to go to the library to find some extracurricular books on wandless spells, as did the other students.

At the end of class at noon on Thursday, Miranda vomited bitterness in the hallway: "Five hours a day for potions, three hours for herbs, is Hogwarts ready to become the European Potions headquarters?"

"The school is also for your good, and if you don't study too much, you will be blown up. Hoffa comforted his friend.

Miranda rolled her eyes: "Come on, this year's potions and herbs are all purely manual labor, doesn't this mean that we are called slaves?"

Hoffa shut up, in fact, he also had this grudge in his heart, but he didn't say it. He felt that Hogwarts had recently changed from a school of witchcraft and wizardry to Foxconn......

This kind of magic school is not good at all.

The two of them were walking down the hall, intending to have lunch. At this moment, there was a cacophony of voices ahead, and they met a group of students gathered around the sign, looking at the magic handwriting flying on the wall, all with excited expressions on their faces.

"What's that?" Miranda wondered.

Is there a notice from the school?

Hoffa stood on tiptoe and looked outside, only to see an uncontrolled highlighter brush writing on a blackboard.

[The selection of students for the Magical Creatures class will begin on Friday afternoon, and all third-year students must participate, and the selected ones will undergo a special training session in the Hehidili Islands for half a year, during which they will be exempted from any other classes.] 】

Special training selection, selected to exempt from any other courses?

When Hoffa saw the news, he immediately became moved, and if he wanted to learn to cast spells without a wand, he must need a lot of after-class time for himself to practice and practice. But now there is no time.

If you can be selected to participate in this magical creature training, you must be able to free yourself from the mechanical training arranged by the school.

At this time, Miranda also squeezed into the crowd to read the notice.

After reading it, she suddenly poked Hoffa in the shoulder.

"Eh, you say, is that the teacher of the magical creature class Aglaia's father?"

"Should... Yes. ”

"Then if we go and ask Aglaia, can we ask his father to open a back door for us. ”

Miranda said with great interest: "It's quite tempting to not have classes for half a year....."

Hoffa looked at her in disbelief: "Why are you so skilled?"

As he spoke, Aglaia floated past the two of them without squinting. Beside her stood the blonde prefect Sherlock.

In the past few days, Aglaia has not said much to Hoffa, and her attitude has become lukewarm, and she has not deliberately ignored it, nor has she specifically ignored it. She spends most of her time with her cousin.

He seems to have been labeled as a passerby.

The two men under the notice board watched each other walk by, then looked at each other.

Miranda asked in a low voice, "Did you do something bad to her during the summer vacation?"

Hoffa rolled his eyes, "You think I'm that kind of person?"

"That's right. Miranda touched her chin: "You can do it wooden." ”

"you. ”

"Would you like to apologize?"

"I'm sorry? I really didn't say anything. Hoffa pleaded.

"Are you annoyed with her?"

"How can I?" Haoffa immediately denied.

"Then why do you look arrogant and indifferent. ”

"I'm arrogant and cold? Are you really talking about me?"

Miranda spread her hands, "You haven't spoken in a week. ”

"A slap doesn't make a sound. Hoffa said dryly.

"Who said that if you can't shoot it, just slap it in the face. ”

Huo Fa was stunned: "You go away." ”

Miranda: "Hmm... I've found you're pretty good at cold violence... Occasionally. ”

"Oh my God. Hoffa moaned, "What are you talking about?"

"Go ahead," Miranda nudged Hoffa, "and I want to get through the back door with her." ”

"Okay..... ......" Looking at the silver-haired back, Hoffa gritted his teeth and gave the book in his hand to Miranda, "You wait for me." ”

He then quickly circled in front of Aglaia and Sherlock. Open your arms.

The two of them were still talking and laughing, but when they saw him coming, their expressions immediately changed.

Aglaia walked over Hoffa's shoulder, her eyes becoming dazed and indifferent, while Sherlock shook her long golden hair and asked with interest, "Yo, big hero, what is the matter with us?"

This sound particularly harsh, and Hoffa's brow furrowed. But he finally suppressed his displeasure and said to Aglaia, "We need to talk." ”

"What are you talking about?" Aglaia's eyes changed from Hoffa's left shoulder to his right.

Hoffa's gaze turned to Sherlock's, which was obvious, hoping that she could give herself and Aglaia space to be alone.

But Sherlock completely ignored Hoffa's pleas, and she grabbed Aglaia's arm: "Okay, okay, don't you still have Quidditch training? Don't be late, Captain Fedeste is very strict....."

She pulled her cousin by and brushed shoulders with Hoffa, as if she were hiding from some plague.

"Damn!" Hoffa rubbed his temples, turned to follow, and whispered, "Are you just leaving?"

"What the hell do you want. Aglaia turned, her eyes still looking at Hoffa's shoulder.

Hoffa took a deep breath and grimaced: "I was wrong. ”

Aglaia froze as she wrenched Sherlock's arm away, her eyes drifting from Hoffa's shoulders to his. Her lips opened and closed, as if she wanted to say something.

But then, Sherlock's voice sounded coldly behind her, "Aglaia, have you forgotten Madame Drazes's warning?"

She licked her lips and looked at Hoffa and smiled reluctantly, "What are you talking about." You didn't do anything wrong, so why do you want to apologize to me?"

With that, she crossed Hoffa, hurried after her cousin, and disappeared into the crowd.

Hoffa stood still, his eyes wide.

After a while, Miranda ran over, "Did it happen, did it happen?"

Hoffa shook his head: "Looks like you can't get through the back door." ”