After a while, Mrs. Hooch returned. Looking at the messy lawn and the little wizard with a blue nose and swollen face, and thinking of the grievances and hatred between the two academies, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Gather to fight. Gryffindor and Slytherin deduct 40 points each. And I will report it to the dean of your college. Wait for the punishment! ”

She had to bear what had happened in the first place, and who knew that the little wizards had taught her a lesson in the time she had only sent Neville and Harry to the infirmary.

The crowd led by Malfoy didn't care too much, everyone knew that their headmaster, Professor Snape, was the most partial to his students, not to mention that it was Gryffindor who was fighting.

It was a different story on Ron's and Seamers' side, and Professor McGonagall's angry face appeared in front of them. Even Linde's roommate, David, thought about what would happen if he was expelled.

Hogwarts doesn't need this kind of disobedient little guy who fights not long after school starts.

His little face turned pale, and he trembled as he completed the next flying lesson.

As soon as the flight lesson is over, there will be no class today. On his way back to the common room, Lind happened to see Harry and Professor McGonagall.

Harry had an indelible look of joy on his face, and even Professor McGonagall still had a smile on his face.

Others might have thought that Harry didn't have to be fired, or that Harry hadn't been punished too badly.

However, Lind thought that he was so happy because he had shown his hand in flying lessons before, and then Professor McGonagall took a fancy to him, and he was included in the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Lind nodded at Harry, and was about to say hello to Professor McGonagall, but she didn't expect Professor McGonagall to speak before him.

Her usual serious expression in class is gone, on the contrary, she now looks very happy.

"Linde, I've heard about flying lessons. Very good performance, very Gryffindor. ”

"Professor McGonagall, I just did what I had to do." Lind smiled at Professor McGonagall, and his expression changed to the same as Jane's at the Fantastic Beasts Store that day. There is a kind of smugness that is trying to hide.

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but laugh when she saw Linde's expression. Then he seemed to remember something, and said to Linde.

"By the way, Professor Flitwick was looking for you just now, I don't know if any other little wizards have informed you, if you don't know, go ahead."

Lind didn't really know this, and hurriedly thanked Professor McGonagall, then turned to the other direction.

On his way to Professor Flitwick's office, he also meets Jane. She told Professor Lindflitwick that he was looking for him.

After thanking Jane, Lind went to a room on the seventh floor of the castle, which was Professor Flitwick's office.

Linde was about to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself, as if he already knew who was coming.

Once inside, most of the rooms are relatively short, which should be convenient for the professor's daily life.

The seats for the reception are of normal size. On the right side of the room are a number of medals and trophies. Linde looked closely, and it was basically medals for wizarding dueling competitions, big or small. The gold belt in the center is the most eye-catching.

Next to the medal is a photo shelf. The photo above is either Flitwick tossing and turning to avoid the spell, or he is ferociously casting some unknown powerful spell.

Professor Flitwick was at his desk and didn't know what was being written, as if he had known who was coming, and when Lind stepped in, he had finished writing the last stroke.

Placing the quill in the inkwell, Professor Flitwick looked up at Linde with a satisfied expression.

"You have done a great job, Mr. Augustus!"

"Excuse me, Professor, what are you talking about......" Linde looked puzzled,

"Oh, I was in a spell class just now, and a little wizard happened to be slightly injured, you know, it is easy to cause serious consequences to yourself if you don't cast a spell properly." Professor Flitwick said.

Linde also nodded, he had changed his schedule in the past few days. He waits until his roommates are asleep every night to practice spells, usually covering himself with injuries before diving into the water in the middle of the night.

When in the water, his injuries heal much faster. But there were also times when there was a serious mistake, and if Linde took off his clothes, he could see his bruised chest and back.

It was the first time he had tried to practice the spell from Practical Charms: III., which was caused by the accident of the whirlwind.

Wind Whirlwind: This spell sends out a strong wind that only affects individuals.

Whoever is attacked by this spell will only feel an extremely violent wind blowing in one of his directions, but the person next to him will not be affected in any way. You can't even feel any wind.

After repeated attempts to simulate the use of wooden branches, he decided to use his wand to try to unleash the magic.

After many attempts, he succeeded in unleashing the spell, but after success, he could not control the power of the spell at all.

When the wind whirlwind swept on the puppet, the power was greater than he could have imagined.

A violent wind blows towards the puppet, blowing it directly on the wall behind it, and then the whole puppet suddenly explodes. Fragments sputter out.

Even though he used the armor to protect himself as quickly as he could, he was still not lightly injured.

After that, he had given up on practicing this high-level spell for the time being, which was not something he should be exposed to now. Some spells are so powerful that it is easy to inflict immeasurable damage on oneself and others.

At least until the second grade.

Professor Flitwick continued. "Then I ran into Mrs. Hooch and Neville and Potter there. They told me everything they had done. ”

"No, Mr. Augustus, Linde, it's all right for me to call you that!"

"Of course, it's my pleasure." Although Linde does not yet know what is going to happen, it is based on the current situation. That's a good thing.

"Linde, I met Professor McGonagall. We've been Hogwarts teachers for decades. I know her very well, and their house is now very poor for a talented Quidditch. But you know, Quidditch doesn't allow first-year students to join. ”

Flitwick paused for a moment before continuing

"I have my own club called the Charms Club, and the basic requirement for joining this club is to get an O in the OWLs exam.

These children learn from each other and exchange a lot of Charms.

Now I'm thinking, maybe you can be a rulebreaker if you want to. Of course, there is a premise for this, otherwise those senior guys will not approve of you.

So, I don't know if you have an idea. ”

Flitwick looked at Linde with a smile on his face.