Kevin, who had just come out of the History of Magic classroom, took a deep breath, it was hard to imagine that a ghost professor could actually talk about the history of magic as a hypnosis class, a tone of language, constantly spit out from the translucent mouth of Professor Binns, as if a large magic needed to chant a spell, and the entire class of students was put under the Sleeping Spell, and Kevin had to meditate against the power of this powerful professor.

Kevin didn't understand that Dumbledore's fight against Voldemort would be so difficult, wasn't one Binns professor enough to deal with those Death Eaters? Kevin really felt that if Professor Binns was released to the battlefield, he would have a loud sound magic for Professor Binns to give a speech to the magician, hypnotize the enemy, and then a big magic would go down, and the war would be over! Of course, this was just a joke.

The Charms professor, Kevin's dean, Professor Flitwick, is a surprisingly small wizard who can only stand on a stack of books during class to sit on the lectern. But I have to admit that this is a powerful professor, as evidenced by his precise magic control and interesting but engaging lectures. In Kevin's perception, Professor Flitwick's huge magic power should have reached the level of the Grand Magister. Kevin earned 5 points for his house for his precise spell casting in class.

Professor of Metamorphosis, Professor McGonagall. It's still as serious and strict as ever.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous form of magic you'll ever learn at Hogwarts!" she said, "Anyone who wants to be naughty in my class, I'll ask him out and never come in again, I warned you." ”

As she spoke, she turned her lectern into a pig, and immediately changed back again. The little wizards were stunned by this hand, and they wanted to learn it immediately. Kevin watched this scene with amusement, and in his perception, the table did not really become a living substance, but only changed its appearance, but it had life again. Kevin couldn't wait to study the magic. The rest of the Ravenclaws thought the same.

Professor McGonagall gave each of them a match and told them the spell, asking to turn the match into a needle, and demonstrated it.

Kevin looked at the matches on the table and began to think about the process of Professor McGonagall's spell casting. Kevin thought, picked up his wand, and began to cast spells, Kevin felt while casting spells, and controlled the output of magic power. Under Kevin's perception, the magic power is applied to the match, and when the magic reaches a certain point, it begins to change the shape of the match, and the magic power changes the original form of the match, but it does not really become a needle, but makes the match temporarily have the shape and characteristics of a needle. Just once, Kevin cast a spell successfully. A match becomes an ordinary needle.

After reading many books before starting school, Kevin came up with the concept of will influence spellcasting. So Kevin used the class to experiment slightly.

Kevin cast a spell again, trying to make the pattern appear on the needle, and while he turned his attention elsewhere, a shallow mark appeared on the needle, and he couldn't even see that it was a pattern. Kevin concentrated, cast the spell again, and the pattern immediately covered the needle body.

Kevin made a note in his research notes that willpower affects the effect of spellcasting.

Professor McGonagall, who passed by Kevin's side and was shocked to see Kevin's needle, praised Kevin without hesitation and showed his work to everyone.

After class, a group of little Ravenclaws surrounded Kevin, wondering why Kevin was able to cast spells quickly and successfully. Kevin had to rush out of the classroom and run towards the Potions classroom.

Upon arriving in the classroom, Kevin immediately found a corner to sit in and hide himself in the shadows.

"Oh, I've found you!" Mike sat down beside Kevin. "You're going to give us a lot of face today!" Mike said, pulling out the potions book and placing it on the table.

Kevin saw Terry, who was sitting at the table next to them.

The Potions classroom was a basement, colder than the others, with glass jars along the walls containing various specimens that frightened the faint of heart.

Snape entered the classroom, black wizarding robes tumbling behind him, and with a wave of his wand, he closed one window after another, making the already gray classroom even darker.

"You're here to learn the exact science and rigor of potions. He glanced around with cold, vacant eyes, and every little wizard he was targeting couldn't help but dodge. "Since there is no stupid waving of a wand here, many of you will not believe that it is magic. I don't expect you to really grasp the beauty of the smoky cauldron that simmers slowly and wafts out of the white smoke and the fragrance that wafts out, and you don't really understand the magic of the liquid that flows into people's veins, and makes people's hearts flutter and their minds blurred...... I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but one thing has to be, and that is that you are not the stupid fools I often meet!"

Kevin was a little interested in Professor Snape's speech, and he also wanted to see what the difference and characteristics of potions were between potions and those of the Elemental Continent!

"Turn to page 5 of your textbook!"

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