A day at Hogwarts

The explosion at Malfoy Manor has nothing to do with Hogwarts. Here, even if it’s Voldemort, you have to coil up, and Grindelwald has to lie down, so you can’t affect teachers and students in class. If you want to make trouble, you have to wait until the exam is over. .

The Gryffindor freshmen headed to the Charms classroom for their first Hogwarts lesson after breakfast, and everyone was a little nervous.

Charles and Seamus were no exception, so that when they came back to their senses, they found themselves lost.

Fortunately, there are many oil paintings in the castle, and ghosts pass by from time to time, as long as you ask for directions politely, you will get the correct answer.

Except for Peeves, who will try to play tricks on you no matter how polite you are.

"Look what I found?!" Peeves appeared in the corridor through the ceiling, "Two little devils, hahahaha! I'll show you how amazing I am!"

He rushed behind the armor on the side of the corridor and pushed it down in the direction of Charles and Seamus.

"Bang!"

The metal armor fell heavily to the ground and scattered in all directions. Seamus was hit by the flying helmet on the front of his calf. The pain made him hug his leg and scream, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

Charles raised his foot to step on the iron gauntlet flying towards him, and when he saw Peeves flying towards the armor on the other side of the corridor, he thought of a guess, and kicked the iron glove with his kick.

Just when Peeves was about to overturn the second armor, the iron gauntlet flew towards him and knocked him two meters away.

"Who?!" He shouted angrily, "Who dares to..."

"Peeves is coming!"

"Peves go away!"

Before Peeves could finish speaking, it was as if he was grabbed by a big hand and thrown out of the window viciously.

"Cool!" Seamus ran to Charles and asked, regardless of the pain in his feet, "How did you do it? I heard from my mother that no one can subdue Peeves!"

Charles said to him: "Hurry up, don't be late, I will tell you on the way."

Seamus hurriedly picked up the textbooks, and rushed to the Charms classroom on the fourth floor of the castle with Charles.

On the way, Charles said: "Before I came to school, I heard that Peeves could pass through walls and touch objects, which seemed contradictory."

"So I have a guess. Peeves has two states that can penetrate objects and touch objects. These two states may not coexist."

"Just now he wanted to overthrow the armor, which means that he is in a state where he can touch objects, so objects can also touch him."

"In order to confirm this guess, I hit him with something, and the guess was right. So before he could react, I used the Flying Curse and the Throwing Curse on him and threw him out."

Simo didn't quite understand what he heard, but he felt very powerful.

The two finally arrived at the Charms classroom before class, and as soon as they sat down, Professor Flitwick appeared with a roster.

Professor Flitwick jumped onto a bundle of books behind the podium to emerge, opened the roster and began the roll call.

"Harry... Potter..."

The professor was so excited that he was about to faint from screaming.

Seamus whispered enviously: "Potter is very famous, and he is surrounded by people everywhere he goes."

Charles comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, I believe that with your talent, you will also attract a lot of attention in the future."

Seamus said, "I hope so."

He did it quickly.

After the roll call, Professor Flitwick said to everyone: "The learning of spells needs to be done step by step and practice hard. Don't imagine that you can master those extremely complicated spells in the first grade."

"Today we are going to learn a simple spell, 'Gentle Breeze', does anyone know this spell?"

As soon as the professor's voice fell, Hermione's hand was raised straight, without a millisecond of delay.

After being called, Hermione stood up and replied: "The effect of the spell Breeze is to blow a gust of wind at the tip of the wand, and its spell is... blah blah... the casting action is... quack quack... "

Compared with when she was speaking normally, she was a little excited at this time, as if she was doing her favorite thing.

Professor Flitwick clapped his hands and said, "Very good, very good, perfect answer, two points for Gryffindor."

Charles looked at the back of Hermione's head and knew she would be smiling proudly when she sat down.

Hermione's heart is actually very sensitive. An 11-year-old girl has always been cautious when she came to a completely unfamiliar environment. That arrogance is just a kind of self-protection for her.

But she is really awesome enough to be worthy of this arrogance.

Professor Flitwick began to explain to the students how to chant spells, how to wave a wand to cast spells, and then practiced individually.

This spell is actually very simple, and many freshmen from wizard families have already mastered it before.

These students learned through their parents' precepts and deeds, and when an adult wizard casts a spell, he has some habits that make him comfortable in casting spells, and these habits are not necessarily suitable for children.

Professor Flitwick kept walking around the classroom, correcting their irregularities, first learning the standard ones and then improving according to his own habits.

When he walked up to Charles, he admired the 460 wand, which was almost half his height, and said seriously: "When you cast a spell, you mainly look at the trajectory of the tip of the wand. At this point, the longer the wand, the better it will be. It's easy to make mistakes, so be careful."

Charles immediately said: "Thank you, Professor, I will pay attention."

Jack didn't tell him about this small detail, which is the gap between educators and ordinary people.

After half the class, the whole class can let the wand blow out the wind like a hair dryer, and everyone casts spells on each other to blow each other's hair.

Charles felt that Professor Flitwick's choice of such a simple magic in the first class should be to increase everyone's confidence.

At this time, Professor Flitwick asked everyone to come over and play a small game that could add points.

A long table was placed in the open space in front of the podium, with a row of candles about 10 centimeters apart on it. Professor Flitwick asked everyone to cast a spell at one end of the long table to see how far the candles could be blown out.

The row of candles is 2 meters long, and one point is awarded for blowing out more than 1.5 meters of candles, and two points for blowing out the last candle.

Everyone gets only one chance, and everyone casts the spell with all their might.

Harry made his debut in the midst of all the attention, and was a little nervous about casting the spell, and in the end only 3 candles were still burning.

He sighed helplessly and gave Charles a gloomy look.

Charles said a little proudly: "Don't be discouraged, you have several more candles than the third Hermione."

At this time, Seamus appeared on the stage, and he was also a little nervous.

Professor Flitwick said from the side: "Don't be nervous, it's just a small game, keep calm."

Seamus took a deep breath to calm himself down, and began to cast a spell on the flame on the candle.

"boom!"

The loud noise echoed in the classroom, and everyone covered their ears.

In front of Seamus, not to mention the candles, even the long table disappeared.

Charles was a little scared. Seamus used this spell to blow his head just now. If the tip of his wand released a huge shock wave like this at that time, he would probably go to Highgate Cemetery to lie down.

"The old man is right." Charles thought, "Hogwarts is really dangerous."