"Looking for a secret passage with you?" Professor Flitwick screamed in disbelief that it was the first time he had heard such a request in all his years of practice, and from a student.

Ralph nodded awkwardly and explained to the professor why.

After hearing this, the professor looked at Ralph with an inexplicable look, "So, your magical riot this morning was just because of a dream?" ”

"Yes, Professor." Ralph was embarrassed to say that they didn't think the Dean would know.

"So, Ralph, do you know divination?" Professor Flitwick asked curiously.

"Some." Ralph wasn't so sure.

"Will there be some?" William couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "What else would you do besides dream divination and wand divination?" ”

"Weather prediction, you can accurately predict the weather for a period of time in the future, well, tomorrow will be cloudy, breezy, not too big, not too cold. This probably isn't divination. Ralph said.

When everyone listened, they couldn't help but look at the sky in the distance through the window of the professor's office.

Ralph also thoughtfully explained his dream divination.

When he was young, dreams were random, and he couldn't even tell if what was in them was real or fake, but he was basically sure they were real.

Because he came to England for one reason: Albus Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of the century, was in England. Until now, he didn't know what nationality he was from.

Britain's current situation is no different from his dream, there are terrorist forces stirring up the storm in the dark, the loss of the wizard population, and the rise in the price of key materials.

This was one of the reasons why he was able to buy a house in Hogsmeade and settle down for less than 500 Galleons.

When he is a little older, he basically stops dreaming when he exercises consciously, such as meditation and the like.

Dreams only activate when he is actively interested in something and has a desire to delve into it. If this divination is not what he wants, he will forget it when he wakes up.

That's it for this divination.

Anyway, Professor Flitwick was quite interested in the contents.

Ralph asked Ralph about the details of wand divination.

This time, the factors that Ralph answered were different from those of the train, in addition to the rigid requirement of the [Levitation Charm], the material of the wand also became secondary, the main thing was the spiritual strength of the wand and its connection to itself.

The stronger the spirituality, the closer it interacts with heaven and earth, the easier it is to succeed in divination, and the less affected by powerful magic, the higher the accuracy.

However, if the spirit is too strong and the connection with oneself is too weak, it will cause the wand to disapprove of you as the master, which will affect the results of divination, after all, the subject of divination is a sorcerer.

Wand divination is suitable for simple divination, such as recognizing directions, finding lost items, predicting the taste of Bibi Duowei beans, and so on.

There was no doubt that Professor Flitwick had met all the criteria, and he took out a bag of Bibi Beans from his universal drawer and began the experiment in front of the young wizards, and the results were very gratifying.

Then, the professor used his wand to cast another layer of defensive magic on it, and continued to divination, all accurately.

Then, he removed his previous spell and cast a layer of defensive magic in the form of a wandless spell, and continued, the success rate dropped slightly.

But when the professor was still trying to experiment, Ralph called out to him, and Professor Flitwick realized that there were still students.

"Merlin's beard!" The professor apologized to them and couldn't stop complimenting, "I'm sorry, I'm so engrossed." Ralph, you're such a genius. ”

"I'm just looking at the wand's function a little bit broader." Ralph said modestly.

"It's good to be able to do this, except for you, most people only see their wands as a tool to release their magic, including me." Professor Flitwick said, stroking his wand.

"I've agreed to tonight's events, and you'll find me in the office after astronomy class." The professor looked at them and said, "Now, let's all go to lunch." ”

"Uh-huh." The four of them nodded excitedly and said goodbye to the professor.

In the afternoon, there is a herbal medicine class, which takes place in the greenhouse next to the castle. Thanks to the activities on the first day of school, everyone is quite familiar with the castle, and even if you break away from the large army, you can find a place.

When everyone came to the greenhouse, Professor Sprout was waiting for everyone in the greenhouse early in the morning, taking care of the plants.

Professor Sprout is a hard-working witch, plainly dressed and patched, busily busily weaving among the plants.

As class approached, Professor Sprout stopped what she was doing and patted the dirt off her body, and she took off her dragon skin gloves and set them aside, beckoning the children to gather as they looked around.

It was the first time the eaglets had looked at the gentle professor officially, with a happy smile on her face and a cheerful and kind tone, just like their mother.

The figure of the dwarf dundun, the figure busy in the field, and the happy smile after seeing them, how similar!

For the badgers, Professor Sprout is already their second "mother".

Roque huddled up to Claude and talked to him, telling him how good Professor Sprout was.

In the first class, Professor Sprout conjured up stools for the students to sit down.

She herself, on the ground in front of her, threw out a seed, which fell to the ground and grew rapidly, and the vines intertwined with each other to form a platform.

Then Professor Sprout gently patted its branches, and poured a small bottle of water over its roots, and the vine platform was covered with tiny electric glows and a faint moonlight that only the sharp-eyed and front-row students could see.

Visible to everyone, the vine platform slowly changed from emerald green to dark green.

"Can anyone tell me what kind of plant this is?" Professor Sprout asked, standing up, smiling at everyone.

Everyone looked dazed, and the eaglets frowned, quickly searching for possible clues in their brains.

Ralph also looked at it with a frown, had he ever eaten this plant? Probably not, not even the leaves grow, how could he care.

That's right, Ralph is vegetarian and likes to eat fruits, as well as young leaves of herbs, or ripe herbs that taste good. Obviously, the one in front of him, who knew at a glance that it was not delicious, was not in his recipe.

Without making the professor wait long, Claude raised his hand.

"Mr. Lechner, please."

"I think it's the Devil's Net, but it is written in the book that the Devil's Net prefers to live in dark and damp places, but now—" Claude paused and looked at the Professor.

"That's right, this is the Devil's Net, she was recently cultivated by me." Professor Sprout explained that it was thanks to the heavy rain in the Forbidden Forest that had allowed her to make a lot of progress in plant cultivation.

"Ravenclaw plus five points, Mr. Lechner, please be seated. Let's start today's lesson. ”