"Now you are divided into groups of two," continued Snape, "one tries to cast a curse on the other, but don't say it out loud. The other tried to repel the curse, but was also silent. Let's go. ”

Unbeknownst to Snape, Hermione and Owen had taught half of their class last semester (those who had been. The member's classmates) how to cast a spell silently without a wand, mainly to learn the silent and wandless iron armor spell.

This spell is the most commonly used defensive spell, and it is especially valuable to master it in silence and wand compared to other spells.

For most young wizards, the Silent Iron Armor Spell may still have a chance of success, but the difficulty of casting the spell without a wand is too high.

At this stage, except for Hermione, none of the members of the team really mastered the art of casting spells without wands.

One can imagine how funny the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom will be.

Many of the young wizards stood in place, wands in their hands but not raised, glaring at their 'opponents' one by one.

The loud chanting of the mantra in his mouth was like walking into a vegetable market for a while, and the chaotic roars came and went, but unfortunately few people could successfully cast the spell.

Hermione was the only one in the crowd who didn't swing her staff or chant a spell, she looked at Neville, and three seconds later, a soft-legged spell struck him.

The difference between a musket and a submachine gun.

At least know the principle and try it yourself over and over again.

But perhaps he had just been stimulated by Snape's words, and Harry was desperate to prove himself, and he wanted to cast a spell disarming spell on Ron without a wand.

If in the wizarding world, the vast majority of Aurors can master the technique of hitting silently, then wandless spellcasting is something that only legendary wizards like Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and others can fully control.

He stared at Ron for a long time, but he didn't do anything.

Ordinary wizards, as Snape said, could only float without a wand for the rest of their lives.

But who's to say what?

Whatever he did, they wouldn't be surprised.

Well-what a wonderful Iron Armor Charm, if any impartial professor were to add it to Gryffindor.

"See?" Snape glanced at Harry coldly, "Maybe you want to do it again?" ”

And - what is the use of watching someone demonstrate this technique of not using a wand and then suddenly casting a spell?

Although these two skills may sound like half a pound, they are actually very different in difficulty.

In the classroom, in fact, most of them had noticed Owen for a long time, but everyone tacitly chose to skip it automatically.

Such a 'miracle' attracted the attention of many young wizards, what a remarkable achievement, Gryffindors looked at Snape, if it were any reasonable, objective and fair professor, they would add twenty points to Gryffindor.

"That's bad! Broken! Snape looked at it for a moment and said, "Are you going to cast a spell with your eyes?" ”

Today's young wizards have begun to come into contact with this level of skill, which is unique in the history of Hogwarts in the past.

When Harry reconfronts Ron.

However, this spell is too difficult to cast.

Snape really didn't have much to teach the little wizard, unless he could find a Death Eater to be a sparring partner for the young wizard, otherwise in terms of spells alone, it was indeed the end, so he took out the wizard's final problem, 'Spell without a wand'.

His eyes fell on Owen, who was hoisting Justin in the air on a roller coaster.

"Get out of the way - I'll show you!"

After all—that's Owen!

Harry thought the same thing.

Harry was furious, he had forgotten that the most important thing in casting a spell without a wand was to ensure peace of mind, and the more irritated he was, the less likely he was to succeed.

It was clear – Snape would never have had that kind of patience.

To be honest, if it was the Levitation Charm, Harry might have been able to cast the spell successfully.

In the next second, a red spell slammed straight into the invisible iron armor that Ron had cast the spell.

As his classmates practiced, he dragged his robes around among them, like a giant bat, and deliberately stopped to watch Harry and Ron practicing.

His gaze shifted to Ron.

Ron's scalp tingled instantly, and under the gaze of those yin owl eyes, he reacted almost instinctively, directly raising his wand and shouting: "Armor to protect yourself!" ”

As for the wandless spell, she was not skilled enough, and she had to have a few seconds to prepare, and she couldn't follow the trend.

Owen just sat down at the table, smiling at Justin in mid-air, watching his arches fly around on the ceiling.

in most of the classrooms. Members intend to do the same.

Hermione noticed this too.

The screams of tragedy are everywhere.

If there is any impartial professor here

That would definitely deduct points for Hufflepuff!!

But Snape didn't see it.

What they didn't know was that they were already far better than ordinary wizards, knowing that the skill of casting spells without wands was only taught in the seventh grade, and the silent spells taught in the sixth grade.

She plans to go to Owen to practice after class.

He felt that Snape was showing himself in front of him.

"I don't need to!" Harry puffed up.

Snape may have done it on purpose.

The red light outlined the appearance of the iron armor, and after a violent tremble, everything disappeared in an instant.

After class, everyone left the classroom one after another.

Overall, while Snape himself was a nuisance, it has to be said that he did teach some useful things to the little wizards.

At least better than Quirrell, Lockhart and others.

"Hey- Owen, Hermione, and Harry. Will there be a rally again this year? ”

At the top of the stairs, a Ravenclaw wizard ran over.

Owen knew him and seemed to have a good relationship with Cho Chang, who was once her suitor, but unfortunately lost to Cedric.

Now that Cedric has graduated, this guy doesn't think he's going to have a chance, is he?

Owen frowned, although his relationship with Cedric was not very good, but anyway, it was also our Hufflepuff prefect, and this little white face in front of him wanted to dig into the corner of our prefect - hmph - he already had a way to die

He snorted and rubbed his white, slender neck. Lazily said, "I don't want to work for free"

"Of course." Hermione hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of Owen and said, "Although it was used against Umbridge before, but. It's also a study group, I know what you want to do, and I want Owen to teach you the art of casting spells without a wand!

Please wait a few days and we will discuss the time, and we will inform you of the time of the meeting in a few days. ”

"Oh—that's great." The boy's eyes lit up, and he looked at Hermione—and then his gaze crossed her, and he looked at Owen behind her, and after just one glance, he quickly retreated, "That—"

The boy suddenly became shy.

The face is visibly flushed.

After a while, he spat out a sentence, "Owen. Still. Will you still be our teachers? ”

A certain little witch subconsciously gritted her back molars, she waved her hand, and pulled Owen to leave.

After a few steps, her rather impatient tone came from a distance, "Maybe! ”

Harry and Ron followed.

Both of them had weird smiles on their faces.

In the hallway, Hermione dragged him away for a long time.

Outside the door, the weather in September is really nice.

The autumn wind of the Scottish Highlands blows the grass of the wilderness like waves, and in the distance, boys and girls are running like crazy on the grass, enjoying the rare good weather.

Everything is so beautiful, if it weren't for the black-robed figures that would appear on the castle and the wilderness from time to time, those Aurors who were in charge of the garrison, were still reminding them of the war that was not far away.

"Hey! Harry! Harry! ”

Suddenly, there was a rush of shouts behind him.

Harry turned his head to see Jack Slouper running over in a hurry - he joined Gryffindor Quidditch as a batsman last semester - and he hurried over with a roll of parchment in his hand.

"For you—" Laughper said breathlessly, "it was Professor Dumbledore who asked me to give this to you." ”

"Listen, I heard that you became the captain, when will you have a tryout?"

"It's not decided yet!" Harry said casually, in fact, he didn't think that Smiler had a good chance of returning to the team, to be honest, there were many people who flew more than him, and last semester was a tryout tournament hosted by Angelina, and her standards were different from his own.

"Well, I would have liked this weekend"

Harry barely cared what Laugher said.

When he opened the parchment in his hand, he recognized the handwriting at a glance.

The content is simple, it's a notification.

- Dear Harry,

- I was going to give you a lesson in person, but I have met a very good teacher, please go to the Ravenclaw Tower after eight o'clock in the evening, and Professor Flitwick will arrange for the teacher to meet you.

- Your faithful Albus Dumbledore.

"Alright! I guessed who it was? ”

Harry read the letter to find out who Dumbledore's teacher was.

"It's obvious – that's too easy to guess. She's the most laid-back. Owen shrugged.

"Better than Snape." Harry said, "Maybe I'll learn some magic from the Far East." I've heard that the wizarding world there is completely different from ours. ”

As he spoke, Harry even looked forward to it.

Although that Miss Zhang seems to have a little contradiction with Owen, at least she looks very kind, often has a smile on her face, and is very beautiful, isn't she?

"I just sighed, Dumbledore really knows how to squeeze." Owen said in an indignant tone, "You can make the best use of things at all times, and never waste a little manpower." ”

"Alright, stop arranging the principal." Hermione glared at Owen and said, "Didn't you just add a few extra classes!" ”

“？？？”

Owen's eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief, "How many doors is that?" ”

"Well—it's a lot." Hermione, who was a little embarrassed by Owen, hurriedly glanced over, "Okay, I still have some questions about casting spells without a wand, and I want to go to the library to find information." ”

"Can't we take a break after school?" Owen said weakly.

"Can't!" Hermione refused.

They then went to the library.

Harry and Ron went back to the lounge.

I'm ready for the next Potions lesson.

After a while.

The bell rang for two Potions classes in the afternoon.

They followed the familiar path to the underground professor. It had been Snape's domain for a long time, and the little wizards of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw would recall some terrible memories whenever they guessed the steps.

The other two courtyards passed by when they went back to their dormitories, so the feeling was not so obvious.

Harry never imagined that one day he would see other professors in the basement classroom.

Maybe that's good news.

There was a glimmer of light on the dark seabed.

Unlike Snape, Professor Slughorn was much more enthusiastic than he was, and although he always looked at Owen and Hermione with strange eyes, he was much better than some old bat.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the classroom, the door opened automatically.

The basement classroom has also changed dramatically, the classroom is no longer cold, with an unpleasant smell of potions, but filled with a kind of rice-pink steam, the smell in the air is sweet, there is a strange aroma, and there are several golden crucibles on the front podium, and the liquid in them is bubbling.

The little wizards had never smelled such an alluring scent.

Harry thought of honey pies, the woody smell of broomsticks, and the scent of flowers that the Burrow must have smelled.

Owen also smelled something different, unlike Harry, he smelled the faint salty smell of the sea, the botanical smell of a thousand magical plants mixed together in the greenhouse, and—a faint scent of roses with the smell of rain.

He suddenly reached over to Hermione's cheek and sniffed.

"Uh-huh—that's what it tastes like."

"Miss Granger's smell, a very faint smell of roses."

Hermione blushed at Owen's movements.

She actually smelled something different, and it was a very cold lotus smell.

"Is this—an aphrodisiac?" As someone who has been in and out of the Twins' prank workshop, she naturally knows what the pink steam is.

"A powerful aphrodisiac, to be exact!" Owen reminded with a smile.

"It's much better than George and Fred's 'Wonder Witch', but it's normal, after all, they have to sell it commercially, and if they use precious materials, the cost is too high."

"Why did he make this magic!" Hermione blushed slightly, looking at Slughorn in confusion.

"Who knows?"

Owen snorted softly, "The old tree is blooming? ”

"What?"

"I say, he's either perverted or in love!"

Just when Owen was frantic about Slughorn's lawsuit against him.

The chubby old professor spoke, "Alright, alright, alright.

Students, please take out the scales, the medicine bag, and, don't forget to take out your "Advanced Potions Making" textbook, so that we can start this semester's Potions class......"

(End of chapter)