Gryffindor's first class was a bit of a mess.

A group of freshmen watched as Slytherin lined up and pretended to leave the Great Hall, and Ron muttered discontentedly, "Hypocrisy. ”

However, Hermione Granger glared at him: "This is order and rank!" Oh my god Harry, did you find it, Lin an ...... her"

In the middle of her words, she suddenly saw the clock behind the auditorium, and then a spirit jumped wildly:

"Hurry up, we're going to be late for class!"

Unfortunately, Gryffindor's adventurous spirit left them without a prefect to lead the way, so they took three wrong stairs and had to turn back, encountering Peeves along the way......

By the time Harry rushed into the classroom panting, Hermione had forgotten what she had meant to say, and instead breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thank goodness for catching up with ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a diminutive professor walked in the doorway, and he waved his wand with a familiar way, and a stack of heavy books was placed in front of the lecture table.

Then, the diminutive professor stepped up step by step, so that he was not blocked by the overly tall lectern.

He politely took off his hat to salute the students, and then introduced himself:

"Hello, little wizards. You can call me Professor Flitwick, who teaches you spells...... So, in the new year, let's get acquainted. ”

"Lavender Brown!"

"I'm here, Professor!"

Professor Flitwick began the roll call, Hermione relieved by the familiar rhythm of the class—but she had apparently relaxed too soon.

Because when Professor Flitwick clicked on "Harry Potter", Harry had not even had time to stand up before he gasped in excitement, and then he fell off the lectern and fainted.

The class was instantly noisy.

Soon, though, Professor Flitwick got up from the stack again, shook himself, put the book back together, and went on the roll call again.

This time, he deliberately avoided the exciting Harry Potter.

When the roll call ended, they began to teach the new Charms class, and the first one to be selected as a tutorial was naturally both distinctive and non-lethal -

Lumos

Fluorescent flash.

"Feel your magic, be attentive, calm down. Pronounce the syllables accurately - oh my God, don't get it wrong, every syllable of a spell has a magical power. I don't want to be trampled under the feet of a rhino when I open my eyes......"

Professor Flitwick explained in great detail and had a very likable personality.

He rotated back and forth in class, adjusting everyone's posture and syllables.

“…… And then loud! Be sure to be loud and accurate! Firmness! Then recite the spell—draw a half-circle clockwise on your wrist and shake it vigorously—"

“Lumos！”

Harry felt a tiny stream of heat run down his wand from his fingertips, and when he opened his eyes in surprise, he saw a shimmer the size of a soybean in the dimly lit classroom with the drapery.

"I made it!"

He became excited, and in the next second, the bright light the size of a soybean disappeared.

Then Professor Flitwick trotted over excitedly: "Oh my God, yes! That's right! You did it! Gryffindor Plus 10 points! ”

He clutched his chest and said to Harry, "You can practice diligently, and when the magic is strong, it can illuminate the whole of Hogwarts." ”