Harry Potter and Master of Magic

　　 Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, and then began to lower his head to think.

　　 To be honest, he really didn't expect anyone to ask this question.

　　 Hogwarts sent away generations of students. Few people could use all the spells proficiently before graduation, and even fewer would bother to study the essence of magic.

　　Occasionally a few geniuses sprang out, and they may not work hard in this area.

　　 Many people only enter the magic society before they have the idea of ​​developing new spells due to various difficulties.

　　 There are very few students who have begun to study the nature of magic in their school days.

　　Professor Flitwick thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that he knew nothing about Zhang Hao's question. There was a huge pressure in his heart, and it was really easy to teach a genius student.

　　 But if the students learn fast enough, the teacher can easily be hollowed out!

Professor Flitwick said embarrassingly: "Mr. Zhang Hao, your question is very deep. Although I was the champion of the duel at Hogwarts, I only know how to use the spell better. The effect of the arrival... to be honest, I am also a little understanding."

　　 The students in the class looked at each other, one question actually stumped the professor!

　　 Is the gap between people really that big?

"Of course, I also have a certain understanding of the curse." Flitwick wanted to restore his dignity that was about to be lost, he explained as best as he could: "The curse assists us in releasing magic. In a sense, it It's also a medium. I don't know, does this answer help Mr. Zhang Hao?"

　　Help?

of course not!

　　 This level of understanding, Zhang Hao had already realized it by himself. He needs a deeper level of understanding, an understanding that allows him to transform magic as he pleases.

　　 He felt that there was only a thin film away from that understanding, but this thin film could not be broken.

　　 He shook his head and said, "Sorry! Professor Flitwick, I hope to have a deeper understanding of spells. This statement of yours does not help me. Excuse me, who do you think will have a deeper understanding?"

"Oh! It's a shame not to be able to help you!" Professor Flitwick said ashamed: "Perhaps you should ask Professor McGonagall, or Professor Snape. I remember that Professor Snape used to I created a spell. Oh! I almost forgot about Professor Dumbledore. If anyone must have an answer, it must be Professor Dumbledore. He has been out of the **** of the spell by casting his magic, and I think he should give it. You have a satisfactory answer."

　　 Zhang Hao nodded when he heard the words, and he said respectfully: "Thank you, professor, for your guidance. You are a respectable person."

　　 Under normal circumstances, the teacher is somewhat unhappy when he is stumped by the students.

　　 But this situation did not happen to Professor Flitwick. Not only did he not blame Zhang Hao, but he did his best to give pointers.

　　 From the point of view of teacher ethics, Professor Flitwick has no flaws.

　　 So in Zhang Hao's eyes, Professor Flitwick is indeed worthy of respect.

　　 "Oh! It's nothing," Professor Flitwick said modestly: "Trust me, any Hogwarts professor will do this."

　　Ron suddenly whispered: "As I see it, Professor Snape would not do this. If it is a Gryffindor student who asks a question, maybe a few points will be deducted."

　　 Although his voice was very small, the classroom was very quiet, so everyone heard this.

　　Some people couldn't help but laugh, while others glared.

　　 But everyone agrees with this statement in their hearts, because Snape is such a person.

　　If Snape wasn't overly targeting Gryffindor, then he would be a perfect professor.

Uh! At least most Gryffindors think so.

　　 After the curse class was over, Zhang Hao found Professor McGonagall.

　　 Compared to Snape, Zhang Hao prefers to deal with Professor McGonagall.

　　Because she has always treated geniuses preferentially, and Zhang Hao happens to be the genius in her eyes.

　　 "Professor McGonagall, can you tell me the actual role of the spell in the magic casting process?"

　　 Zhang Hao has a stern face and looks very serious. He must not be a hippie smile on academic issues.

　　 "Sorry? Can you repeat the question? Mr. Zhang Hao?" Professor McGonagall didn't know if he didn't hear clearly, or he needed time to think.

　　 She also looked serious and became interested in Zhang Hao's question.

Zhang Hao repeated the question, and then said helplessly: "I have been thinking about this question for a long time. To be honest, I asked Professor Flitwick, but I am not satisfied with the answer he gave. I wonder if you can help me answer it. this problem?"

Professor McGonagall supported the glasses, and then solemnly said: "This question of yours is also a question that many wizards want to know. There has never been a shortage of wizards who have studied this question in history. They all hope to get the answer so that they can create a stronger one. Some of the spells were born as wizards explored this issue. The wizards who created these spells have all made great achievements without exception. But—"

"There are also many wizards who died in the process of studying this problem. They had an accident while studying a new spell and gave their lives for the magic. Some people can't even find the dead body. Do you know how miserable it was? ?"

　　 "Professor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I know." Zhang Hao suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He explained: "I know it in my heart. I believe I won't have that kind of accident."

"Oh! God!" Professor McGonagall raised her index finger and pointed at Zhang Hao. She sternly said: "I knew you wanted to try to create magic, Mr. Zhang Hao, I warn you! You better stop this terrible thing. Experiment, that might cost you your life."

　　 As expected! The ominous anticipation is over!

　　 "Professor McGonagall, I already have a certain idea, please trust me." Zhang Hao struggled: "Really, I only succeeded in one step. If you know the answer to this question, would you please tell me?"

"No! I don't know, I never thought about this problem, nor did any related attempts." Professor McGonagall shook his head: "And, even if I know, I won't tell you, you die! "

　　 Zhang Hao was silent, he didn't expect Professor McGonagall to be so staunch.

　　 But thinking about it carefully, what Professor McGonagall said is also in line with her usual style.

　　 This is an extremely rational professor, she is usually very old-fashioned, and she will not be merciless if she catches anyone who makes a mistake.

　　 And creating a new spell is something that an adult wizard can do, of course she cannot allow Zhang Hao to do it.

　　 In general, she is also a good teacher who adheres to principles...

　　 "It seems I can only go to Snape, I hope he can help me solve this problem."

　　 Zhang Hao didn't want to contact Dumbledore from the bottom of his heart. The old man was very scheming, and he would play it as a **** if he was not careful.

　　 This is how Harry Wave entered the circle, and Zhang Hao couldn't help but guard. Although he has practiced Occlumency, sometimes he doesn't necessarily need magic if he wants to see through a person.