Professor McGonagall's eyelids trembled.

The first time I saw someone do that was the Sorting Hat, an ancient relic that had lived through all of Hogwarts history.

Forcing that she didn't see it, she took Harry's wand, then raised her own again, and the two met: "Flashback Spell!" ”

Mana surged from the mouth of Harry's wand and struck a book on the table, levitating it.

Professor McGonagall was stunned.

This is the magic of the Levitation Charm, and after the fight, you also used the Levitation Charm to clean up the battlefield?

She increased her mana output, her wand glowing brightly at the butt.

It's the Illumination Spell.

Professor McGonagall frowned.

This... That's not right.

How is it possible to use a lighting charm in a fight?

The pre-flashback spell investigates the spell previously released by the wand, but... What a mess of spells, if not the Imperius Charm, it should be the Mind Curse Harry spoke of.

"Is this a recap of a spell I've used before?" Harry understood why Professor McGonagall had asked him for a wand—witchers were always confiscated of their weapons when they were investigated, and he thought it was the same.

Professor McGonagall looked serious, "Yes, Mr. Potter, I think you should explain?" ”

"I don't need a wand for that little spell." Harry waved his hand, "If I could, I'll show the professor a spell?" ”

McGonagall returned her wand to Harry, and with a wave of her hand, she turned a book on the table into a hamster, "Please, Mr. Potter. ”

Harry raised his hand and struck out the Akshifa Seal.

The hamster stood up blankly.

"Little one, come and go around in circles." Harry teased the hamster, who was ignorant and obedient.

Professor McGonagall tilted her head back, her eyes still serious, this spell effect was indeed very similar to the Imperius Curse.

"It's supposed to be a seductive spell." Harry explained simply, "It's very useful for creatures with little intelligence, but it's not so useful for highly intelligent creatures. ”

The lower his intelligence, the longer he will be unconscious, and it was with this sigil that he was able to survive from the claws of a drowning ghost during the dream trial, which required him to survive a whole night in a swamp.

Professor McGonagall thought for a moment, then looked at Hooch, "Mr. Potter, maybe you can use it on me......"

She hadn't finished her sentence yet.

"Yaksi!"

Harry immediately raised his hand—he had wanted to try that for a long time.

The seal works well for ordinary people, at least on his aunt's family.

But he didn't know how effective it would be for wizards.

Malfoy wasn't counted, he was just a first-year wizard - just like no one would think of an apprentice as a witcher.

Almost immediately, Professor McGonagall came to her senses, Harry's brow furrowed slightly, the effect was very weak, and the magic in the professor's body instantly began to resist and neutralize the power of the seal.

She shook her head, her expression completely relaxed, and explained to Professor Huo Qi on the side: "It's similar to the Confusion Charm. ”

Professor Huo Qi also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Confusion Charm?" Harry was stunned, this was beyond his knowledge.

Professor McGonagall waved his hand back to the hamster that was squeaking in Harry's hand, "A powerful, dangerous spell that you'll be exposed to by the time you reach fifth year." ”

"You researched this spell yourself?"

Harry nodded, not speaking, acquiescing.

"Inspired by your group's repelling spells?" Professor McGonagall smiled at the corner of her eye, "It's a great spell that can make me lose my mind for a short time, and give me some affection for you." ”

"Just with gestures, it will be useful in duels, and Filius will definitely like it."

"You call it the Mind Charm?"

"A very appropriate title indeed."

"Mr. Potter, you are very good."

Harry was right-looking, and he stood up - he knew that often at this time, the conversation was always sharp.

"But!" Sure enough, Professor McGonagall was just as Harry thought, "A good spell can't cover up the mistakes you make, especially with Slytherins." ”

"Let me think..."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the timetable flew in front of her: "Every Wednesday and Friday night, come to my office and be locked up for a month. ”

"I see, Professor." Harry nodded.

Professor Hodge led Harry back to the Quidditch pitch in a hurry, and the rest of the lesson was a bumpy.

Although they were delayed for a lot of time, they finally flew into the sky.

Harry loved it, and with the physical bonuses the witchers had given him, he could sense that he was extremely talented at flying.

End of flying lesson.

Hungry little wizards poured down the hall.

"Harry, what's wrong with the professor calling you over?" Hermione was worried, "After you left, Malfoy kept saying you were going to be fired, and if I hadn't pulled Ron, he would have almost gotten into a fight with Malfoy again." ”

Ron scoffed: "You shouldn't have pulled my ......"

"No, Hermione did the right thing." Harry interrupted.

Someone supported her, and Hermione suddenly became angry.

"You can't beat Malfoy." Harry added reason.

Ron widened, "No, Harry, how can you say that, you saw it too, I beat Malfoy to the point that his eyes were blue." ”

"You're a sneak attack." Harry shook his head, "And he fell on his own eye." ”

"He's a little stronger than you, and he's more skilled in spells than you, and of course it's still a wand......"

Hermione interrupted their discussion, "No, that's not the problem! ”

"Stop talking about fighting!"

"Harry, what punishment did Professor McGonagall punish you?"

Harry waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, it's just another twenty points, and there's a month of confinement." ”

"Another twenty points!" Hermione raised her voice, "That's forty points, we can't get that much in a month." ”

Ron said, "Don't worry, you'll get the ......."

"No, no!" Hermione accentuated, "And Professor Snape's deductions, don't forget that." ”

Harry reassured, "Hermione, it's a good thing to value house points, but I'll give you a piece of advice, it's best not to do it. ”

Hermione gritted her teeth, "If you could think like that, it would be great!" ”

"But you didn't!"

"If you listen to me and don't get into a fight with the Slytherins, we won't be deducted so many points."

Harry sighed and didn't say anything more.

Ron pursed his lips and followed behind Harry.

Hermione was still muttering, crossing her fingers to calculate the score.

This is only at the beginning of the school year, and forty house points will be deducted at once, but it is a remarkable number - Gryffindor, which was slightly ahead because of Harry and Hermione, has bottomed out all at once.

This can frighten many seniors and seniors.

The professors have always been cautious about adding and deducting points, basically one or two points, and five points at a time, which is the treatment that Harry only has in front of Snape.

They discussed that it had to be the two mischievous Weasleys who had finally put their idea into practice by blowing up the toilet in one of the bathrooms.

It was still a senior senior, finally under the pressure of the level exam, he couldn't help but beat Professor Quirrell - Defence Against the Dark Arts is a very important indicator, and if you want to enter Gringotts or the Ministry of Magic, you must get at least an "E", a second-level grade.

It's been a long time since they've had a good Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

Wait until dinner, they find out, it's neither.

It was Harry, who had beaten up Slytherin with Gryffindor during flying lesson, so Harry lost forty points, plus a month's imprisonment - and the other little wizards were not punished.

That same evening.

The Gryffindor Lounge had a big party.

George and Fred brought a lot of food from the kitchen, and even got a couple of Butterbeer out of nowhere.

"To our great lion king!" George raised his glass and handed it to Harry, "Well deserved! ”

Percy was disgruntled and wanted to stop: "No, George, Harry can't drink, he's only eleven years old. ”

"I am George, my dear brother." Fred grabbed Percy's waist and stopped him, "Today is a good day to celebrate, don't care about these things." ”

"Besides, Harry grew up in Muggle society, he must have drunk it a long time ago."

Great Britain is the only country that stipulates that children can legally drink alcohol when they reach the age of five, accompanied by their parents.

Harry took the glass and took a sip, buttery and crisp, with the freshness of beer: "Not bad, but if only I could have a bottle of vodka." ”

The witcher rarely drinks alcohol, but is not resistant to alcohol.

George's eyes lit up: "Yes, if only there was vodka." ”

"Wood, did you hear our Lion King's orders?"

"Think beautifully!" The tall captain of the Quidditch team stood up and spat at George, "There's a lesson tomorrow, I remember Harry's still Potions class." ”

George was a little disappointed: "Oh, okay. ”

Hermione couldn't understand this, she looked blankly at the group of noisy people, including the prefect Percy who she thought would be on the same side as her, and his most important thing was not to lose points, but to obsessed with Harry drinking less and Ron not allowing to drink.

"But we've been deducted forty points, and Harry has a month of confinement." Hermione approached Percy, worried, "Why is this happening?" ”

Fred leaned his head over, nonchalant: "So what? ”

"We won Slytherin!"

George drank a little too much and clamped Fred's head: "Under the leadership of the lion king, it's not winning, it's sweeping, it's overwhelming!" ”

Percy laughed, "This is an honor, an honor greater than the House Cup." ”

Slytherin has been in the House Cup for seven years.

Gryffindor has always been uneven - it's not that there are many hot House Cups, Hogwarts has been around for a thousand years, and what house hasn't won hundreds of House Cups?

They hated being held down by Slytherin.

Harry's arrival made them look forward to the counterattack, and Harry lived up to their expectations, and it was only a month!

The lion fights the snake and wins!

Hermione was still at a loss, which was in great conflict with her short eleven years of life experience, and also with her education experience in the ordinary world.

Wait until the next day.

An even more terrifying fact was discovered by Hermione - she seemed to be isolated.

Originally, because of Harry, although she was chattering, not allowed to copy homework, and wanted to set off a wave of involution, these "shortcomings" were within the tolerance range of the little lions.

But that scene happened yesterday at the Quidditch pitch.

The Slytherin was in full swing, and she watched and persuaded her not to do anything.

She didn't choose to join the group, and the group didn't welcome her.

Apart from Harry, Ron was the only one who could barely say a word to her.