"Qiu, you can try to be a little more resolute when you say the incantation, and throw your wand a little harder."

"Whoosh" Qiu's wand came out of his hand and smashed into it.

Zhang Xiao tilted her head to dodge, reached out and grabbed the wand, looked at the little witch whose face turned red and hurriedly apologized, and paused:

"Don't have too much strength, at least you can make sure you can hold your wand firmly."

Autumn hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then embarrassedly continued to practice with Hermione, in fact, Hermione was quite proficient in this spell.

It's just that Hermione also has her own fault, that is, it is too standardized, and every one of her spells is quite standardized, including the casting gestures, the rhythmic tone of the spells.

It can only be described as a specification, which leads to a problem, which is more rigid.

Zhang Xiao tried to let her relax, casually, or try to shake the spell like a fishing rod, but Hermione didn't need to change her movements drastically.

This situation made Zhang Xiao scratch her head a little, there was no way, Hermione was originally a Muggle wizard, and everything in the wizarding world was in the stage of understanding and merging.

The second grade was originally the time when she was most anchored, and she had to wait until the third or fourth grade, when her comprehension of the spell reached a higher level, and it was possible to break the 'rules' she had established in her heart.

The rules are the rules, at least this practice can allow her to quickly learn a lot of spells, and then digest and precipitate them later.

Davis and Parkinson were divided into a group, and the two of them were like a life-and-death duel, holding their wands and shouting spells hoarsely, which can only be said to be quite impressive, and the two were often knocked to the ground by each other's spells.

After getting up, the strong desire for revenge can actually make the spell go to the next level, so I had no choice but to regroup the two, but I didn't expect them to be unhappy.

Indicates that you must score a point here, and prove to the other party that Muggle wizards (pure-blood wizards) are definitely not worse (that is, stronger) than the other party.

Malfoy and Harry are the other way, both of them have mastered the Iron Armor Charm, neither of them dares to attack easily, just wait for the other to recite the spell and then bounce back, and then laugh at each other fiercely when they succeed.

Cedric and Ron are completely the director, and it can only be said that this Hogwarts warrior lives up to his reputation, and the meticulous patience in teaching Ron is absolutely not enough.

In fact, the talent of this group of young wizards is not low, almost the group of people who are relatively outstanding in the second year, except for Neville.

Most of Zhang Xiao's energy is also on Neville, and for some reason, Neville always seems to be unenlightened when it comes to spells.

Now that he was in his second year, he could cast only a handful of spells, even the little evil spells that almost all young wizards used very skillfully.

"Neville, it's not difficult to disarm the spell, don't be stressed, first you imagine that there is an invisible silk thread on your wand that is wrapped around the opponent's wand."

Zhang Xiao used Transfiguration to conjure up a wooden man with a wooden stick and patiently guided Neville.

Neville's round little face showed a hint of pain, and he rubbed his forehead and asked pitifully:

"Zhang, I can't imagine it."

Can't imagine it? It's a very simple picture, isn't it? Zhang Xiao frowned and thought for a moment, then waved her wand again, and a crystal silk thread appeared in the air, linking Neville's wand to the wooden man's stick.

"Neville, keep this scene in mind, don't rush just yet." Zhang Xiao asked Neville to stare at the silk thread for a while longer, and asked:

"Remember now?"

Neville nodded, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then shook his head in frustration and pain:

"I'm sorry, Zhang, I just close my eyes and imagine that my head will hurt, I. I can't imagine anything. ”

Hiss. Can't already do it with real things? Zhang Xiao secretly took a breath of cold air, this is not like a matter of talent, thought about it and continued to try to ask:

"Neville, lying on the grass, the wind blowing, the sky is blue sky and white clouds, how can you imagine what that picture is?"

Neville's wincing eyes were still greeted by guilt, pain, and cringe.

Zhang Xiao suddenly sighed in her heart, Neville shouldn't be heart blind, right?

Heart blindness is also a condition that he learned about shortly before his death in his previous life, also known as hypodelusional disorder, in which the patient is unable to imagine concrete things.

To put it simply, people with heart blindness have no picture in their minds!

This problem may not be a big problem in ordinary society, but in an idealistic world like the wizarding world, mental blindness is almost a terminal disease!

The most important thing in Transfiguration is visualization, Neville can't even visualize, how can he deform? No wonder his transfiguration skills are quite poor.

Seeing Zhang Xiao's silent appearance, Neville slowly lowered his head and whispered:

"Zhang, or not. Or I'd better quit, I can't do it, I can't do it."

"Who says you can't?" Zhang Xiao was interrupted from his thoughts, and suddenly raised his head, didn't Harry also teach you the disarming charm, it doesn't make sense that I can't teach it here, isn't it heart blindness? If it doesn't work, go on the numb stream tactics!

"Neville, let's get on!"

Zhang Xiao dragged her tired body to the restaurant with everyone, she could only say that the effect was okay, and in the process of teaching people, she really had a new understanding of the spells she was already familiar with, but she was too tired.

Just picked up the chopsticks, Qingluan flew in from the window with a chirp, landed on Zhang Xiao's shoulder with some coyness, stretched out his little paws, and delivered the letter.

Zhang Xiao rubbed Qingluan with some distress, and said in a low voice:

"Sister Bird, why don't we go back to China? Don't force yourself if you're not used to staying here, I'm fine, just buy an owl. ”

Qingluan was fine when he first came, but the longer he stayed here, the worse his spirit became, and he always slept in the last two or three months, and he didn't even go out to play.

Sister Bird pushed his face with her little head, and screamed in a low voice, with firmness in her crystal eyes, obviously unwilling to go back, jumped on her shoulder, found a comfortable position and began to sleep again.

Zhang Xiao sighed, thinking about whether to tell her father and take Sister Bird back, it was not comfortable for herself.

Anyway, Fox hasn't been seen for months, is it Nirvana, or will this magical bird be like this for a while?

Turn over the letter sent by Sister Bird, which is printed with the wax seal of the Potions Society, the Potions Society? Zhang Xiao's heart jumped, and the reply was quite fast.

"Dear Mr. Xiao Zhang, it is a pleasure to receive your letter about whether the 'Ripe Mandrake Fresh Juice' or 'Potent Recovery Elixir' you are looking for is used to restore petrochemicals?

Lord Dumbledore has written to us last month to inquire about this, and we are sorry that the powerful restorer used to restore petrification is special and must be used with the first year of mature mandrake root to work.

For a treatise on its principle, see the article "On the Peculiarities of Mandrake Juice in the Early Years" in the 1972 Catalogue of the Collected Editions of the Secret of Potions.

Thank you for your letter and have a great day and the magic is always there.

Potions Society"

Alas, this road is not passable, Zhang Xiao folded the letter paper in disappointment and put it in the Qiankun bag, the first year of mature mandrake refers to the new mandrake, the first time to mature, which means that you can only wait for the maturity of the year planted, there is no other way.

Sure enough, it's not that simple. Zhang Xiao cleaned up his mood for a while, it was just an idea that was killed, it was no big deal, and he thought about the next Transfiguration Club.

Professor Flitwick's Charms Club taught me about the Charms system and anchoring, so what did Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club teach me about?

Can't set up a flag blindly, last time I said that the working day was a good update, but I was slapped in the face crazy, and the company threw two bids to do, and my head exploded

(End of chapter)