Nothing was said all night.

They went to bed early when they returned to the dormitory, and it was a day of too much for William.

However, after waiting for everyone in the dormitory to fall asleep, William quietly opened his eyes and crept out of the dormitory to the lounge hall below.

He also had to deal with one last point, his wand, if Snape had a Flashback Charm on his wand, he would be able to spot the stool that William had conjured with the Transfiguration Charm and the Copy Charm.

So he needed to erase the last trace and leave Snape without leaving any handle.

"Forgot to remind the Weasley brothers." William regretted his carelessness a little, but it was too late.

"I can only talk about it tomorrow morning, and nothing should happen."

They don't have Snape's Potions class tomorrow, so they should be fine.

As he thought, he slowly descended the stairs and sat down on a couch beside the brightly burned fire.

At this time, it was late at night, and no matter how industrious the eaglet was, he had already fallen asleep at this time, and William took out his wand and recited the spells he had mastered at will.

Wizards use magic through their wands, leaving marks in the process, and in fact, every spell a wizard casts with a wand since its inception is recorded in the wand.

It's a magical trait that the wandmaker Ollivander believes comes from the remnants of magic.

Neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort nor any other great wizard they used, whether it was an Elder Wand or a standard wand from Ollivander, could not make the transmission of magic 100%.

Every time a wizard casts a spell with his wand, there is still magic left in the wand, and maybe something else, which is how the flashback spell works.

Activating these fragments of the wand through a spell to turn them into images is a rather creative spell. Although it is very simple to operate, it contains a lot of knowledge.

"The wizard who invented this spell is truly a genius!" William couldn't help but praise.

Of course, spells aren't a panacea, and while flashback spells provide a lot of convenience for wizards, they also have some limitations.

You can't look at the spells cast at will, you have to watch them one by one in the order in which they were released.

It is also not possible to show all the spells that have been used by a wand, as spells that have been too long cannot be shown over time.

Wizards can use this spell to see the spell they have used for a day or two.

William had this idea, and in the empty Ravenclaw common room, William controlled his wand and cast spells one by one.

As long as he had released enough of them, Snape wouldn't have discovered the Transfiguration and Replication Charms in the first place.

Under his masterful control, several chairs flew around and constantly deformed, and finally William succeeded in conjuring a golden eagle.

Because of Jupiter's breeding, William has a deep understanding of the golden eagle, which allows him to conjure a golden eagle that is very similar to the little one.

The golden eagle flapped its wings and circled over the lounge, opening its mouth as if it were chirping in a high-pitched voice, but strangely no sound came from its mouth.

In order not to disturb these sleeping eaglets, William had already arranged a soundproof spell in the hall of the common room, and now there was only extreme silence in this spacious hall.

William continued to wave his wand, and for William, who had basically mastered silent casting, he could cast spells even in silence.

Dozens of bright silver-white balls of light, large and small, gradually drifted away from William's control and towards the ceiling, and the rest room, which had been a little dim due to the night, was once again illuminated very transparently.

William wielded his wand, and the orbs of light twisted and morphed in the air, turning into miniature creatures, whether lynx, hounds, or a miniature lion, chasing and playing wildly over the common room, like a group of light spirits born of light.

William found that this transfiguration technique to shape the light was much simpler than physical deformation. Because he didn't need to deliberately follow the laws of Transfiguration.

Because the light is very malleable, William's transformation is not a real physical creature, which makes the transfiguration much easier.

Even if you don't succeed completely, you can transform into a good-looking look.

This makes the possibilities endless.

William remodeled the lounge in a wanton manner, and he disappeared the blue silk curtains and the fine bronze ornamentation on the walls, replacing them with a huge star map.

William's astronomy was very good, and in fact, he was excellent in any subject.

Even in Snape's Potions class, William was excellent, just not as impressive as his talent for spells and transfiguration.

Although he is not so experienced, William is also much stronger than young wizards of the same age, after all, he is no stranger to these delicate operations with memories of his past life.

Maybe only Hermione can match this aspect, the girl is also very talented, and even dared to make a complicated potion like compound decoction in the second grade.

But William always felt that she was limited by what she had learned, and that she had no great imagination and could only use spells according to the rules.

William looked at the star map scattered around the walls, it was like a realistic projection, and it made people feel like they were falling into a galaxy.

He likes to look up at the starry sky, he likes the infinite world, and he likes to identify the stars one by one.

Wizards say that the stars in the sky are more or less symbolic of changes on earth, which is a warning from heaven to mankind.

That's why astronomy and astrology came about, and the centaurs also had a tradition of predicting the future through astrological signs.

But William doesn't agree with it, he loves the starry sky, not because he wants to predict any big secrets from it, but because he likes the sense of tranquility that comes from the moment when he observes the stars.

In that boundless world, there should be countless big secrets.

He extinguished the spirits of light, and transformed the shaped-eagle back into its ordinary wooden chair. Even the fire was extinguished by William's magic.

The entire lounge was suddenly plunged into darkness where no fingers could be seen, only the moonlight spilling on the window, and the bright star map.

William waved his wand slightly, and the star map that had been static began to circulate continuously. A silvery white halo kept flowing.

It is a beauty that cannot be described in words, as if at this moment, William was still in the starry sky.

Unfortunately, everyone fell asleep, and only he could enjoy this beautiful scene, William thought with some regret.

Wonderful Book House