I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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"Okay, that's the end of today's class - oh, it looks like you are exhausted?"

Sean leaned on the podium and looked at the first-year students in the Transfiguration classroom with a smile.

All the little wizards looked like they were dying, and a few overweight students were slumped on their seats, breathing heavily.

Campbell Axton, the little boy who was first assigned to Ravenclaw House, was also breathing heavily. However, he tried to sit up straight and not expose too much. embarrassment.

Today, Professor Wallop made everyone jump frog continuously in the classroom for a long time, which tortured everyone's body to an extremely exhausted state.

Most young wizards don't understand, they are wizards, why do they need to do physical exercise?

But Campbell Axton believed that their Professor Wallop must have his own profound meaning.

Driven by these fanatics who crazily worshiped Sean, even the weakest students persisted for a long time. Although they did not understand, they still trusted Sean very much.

Then, Sean let them feel the magic working in his body under extreme fatigue.

"Use your most concentrated attention to feel the magic in your body."

Although the little wizards were very tired, Professor Wallop's words still had enough authority. They supported their tired bodies, then closed their eyes and felt the magic as Sean said.

"Do you feel that the magic power is different from usual?"

Sean was not idle either. He was also doing leap frogs in the classroom - this is one of the reasons why the students are so convinced of Sean.

Some students raised their hands in confusion: "It's different. Although no magic spell has been cast, the fluctuation of magic power is much different from usual. It's like a steady stream encountering a rock, causing a lot of waves..."

Sean asked the other party to sit down while leaping: "Yes, feeling this unstable state is the beginning - now, all those who feel the magic and feel different from the usual stable state, continue to move, and at the same time try to Focus on feeling the magic of one area of ​​your body during exercise, such as our brain.”

There were several wails in the classroom, but immediately some students, such as Campbell Axton, continued to leapfrog.

"Pay attention to your physical condition and don't hold on. When you feel dizzy, stop immediately and repeat the previous actions."

In this way, the first-year little wizard followed his assistant teacher of Transfiguration and exercised in the classroom for a whole class - of course, continuous exercise will damage the body. Sean always paid attention to everyone's status. If a student who is holding up appears, he will immediately stop him.

At the same time, he gave everyone a glass of water before the class started, with diluted tonic medicine in the water.

Although there are many students, Sean is not a money-hungry owner. If necessary, you can write to Lily and ask her to help you brew the potion, or you can ask Lupine to go to the black market to help you purchase it, or even...

Sean could also get the best quality tonics from Snape from time to time.

Daisy no longer drinks the potion to prevent the recurrence of the blood curse, but Snape still stubbornly sends two bottles of potion, one large and one small, every once in a while.

The big one is for Daisy, and the small one is for Sean's errand money.

Of course, Sean readily accepted this, although Snape would always find various reasons and excuses to cover up his behavior, and would mock Sean from time to time.

But considering that Xiao Baihua often gave away potions to Sean, he felt that it was not unacceptable.

The diluted tonic today is enough to replenish the little wizards' physical strength and abilities, and also make the magic power in their bodies more active.

However, Sean did not tell them his intentions until the end of get out of class.

He always habitually guides beginners to think for themselves. It is of course okay for him to ask questions and then give answers, but if the little wizards can think about the questions and then associate the answers by themselves, this will be a more effective teaching.

The students in the classroom were all exhausted at the moment. They looked at Professor Wallop, who had also exercised for a class but was only slightly blushing. They felt envy and admiration in their hearts. Of course, they were more confused.

Professor Wallop just asked everyone to drink a bottle of potion that tasted like water-infused milk before class, and then let them exercise and experience the magic for the entire class.

get out of class is almost over now, why doesn’t he say something?

Sean looked around at everyone in the classroom, expecting someone to stand up.

Someone couldn't help it, stood up and raised his hand and asked: "Professor, you haven't told us what the meaning of this is?"

Hearing the classmates' questions, several top students in the class, such as Fiora, Campbell Axton and others, sighed secretly.

Professor Wallop said get out of class was over but no one left. Isn't this just hoping that we can see his intentions?

The arrogant little girl Fiora even complained in her heart about the classmate who had just stood up to ask questions. She didn't have many ideas yet, but Professor Wallop never left. Wasn't this giving herself enough time?

When you ask this question, the professor has to answer it?

"Ah - ah - ah -, I have this kind of trouble in class with an idiot, will this lower my evaluation in Professor Wallop's mind?" Fiora thought with annoyance and anger.

Sean didn't answer immediately. He glanced at everyone, the anticipation in his eyes was obvious.

Finally, one student raised his hands and stood up.

The other person was also a student who performed well in the Transfiguration class in the past. The boy replied hesitantly: "Professor, are you training our bodies so that we can go deeper when releasing the spell? The one we drank before class There seems to be a tonic in the bottle of water - I have a potions workshop at home and I've smelled the tonic many times."

Sean smiled and motioned for the other party to sit down: "It is indeed a tonic. After all, we can't let you exercise to break your body, right? However, your guess is not entirely accurate. Exercise can indeed enhance the wizard's qualities in all aspects, but that should It’s up to you to take the initiative and continue to exercise, instead of wasting a Transfiguration class.”

He looked at everyone again: "Are there any other answers?"

"Professor..." A hand was raised.

Campbell Axton, a boy who has always performed well, raised his hand. He and Fiora have always been Sean's two most promising students, with sharp minds and talents.

"Please, Mr. Campbell."

Axton thought for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "Professor, you have been letting us feel the magic and the changes in the magic, and you also mentioned concentration, which is the focus of transfiguration - is this right? A way to practice transfiguration?”

As he said that, he seemed to want to explain in more detail, and seemed a little flustered: "I mean, it's not a general term like training the transformation technique, but a specific method of training how to concentrate the magic power and feel the magic power?"

Sean clapped and laughed: "That's a good feeling. Five points for Ravenclaw."

Axton showed an expression of surprise. I don't know whether it was the flushing after exercise or the excitement. His face was as red as a snail and he sat down.

Fiora on the side looked at Axton enviously, and after complaining in her mind about the classmate who originally asked the question, she pricked up her ears and listened to Sean's explanation.

"As we all know, transfiguration requires us to concentrate on outlining the object of transformation in our minds. During this period, we must output magic power smoothly. This is the basis for a successful transfiguration."

"But after studying for so long, you also know that it is not easy to clearly feel the magic in your body - to use an inappropriate metaphor, the magic flows in your body like butter, but you I can’t taste the sweetness, I can only feel a vague sense of stickiness and fluidity.”

The students all recalled what they heard. Indeed, just as Professor Wallop said, it is not easy to feel magic.

And some keen students have discovered the difference in themselves, and they feel the magic more clearly.

Sean noticed those people and smiled slightly: "Because of the existence of magic power, wizards are much stronger than Muggles. In turn, the physical condition of wizards will also affect magic power - when you are in a strenuous exercise situation Next, the magic power will become more active as the body consumes more. I believe that if you close your eyes and experience it now and then recall it, you will definitely find the difference from the past."

The students closed their eyes obediently, and then showed expressions of surprise.

Sean continued: "This is why I asked you to focus on feeling the magic of a specific part, and the effect..."

"Ha, it's better to listen to me than to test it yourself - Miss Fiora, I think you have almost recovered?"

The little girl stood up quickly, and then tried to keep her voice, which was still slightly breathless, as steady as possible: "Yes, Professor."

Sean took out a white mouse: "Oh - I remember you were a little afraid of mice?"

Fiora subconsciously took a step back, then looked at Sean bravely: "It's okay, Professor, I can accept it."

"Don't panic - fear is not a big deal." Sean smiled gently, "I remember you always had problems with the mouse transformation, because the focus was always distracted by fear."

Fiora pursed her lips, and finally nodded aggrievedly.

Her transformation skills are no weaker than Axton's, but this mouse... Many people have been able to completely turn mice into snuff boxes, and academic masters like Axton can also turn them into all kinds of beautiful things. pattern.

She was the only one whose conjured snuff box still had a rat tail on it.

However, this damn little animal took away too much of his attention!

Sean put the mouse over: "Use your most concentrated state to demonstrate the deformation technique."

Fiora didn't hesitate. She took a deep breath, took out her wand and pointed it at the mouse.

The fear had not dissipated and was still distracting her.

But Fiora was surprised to find that although she couldn't concentrate when sketching the image, the magic power responded faster, and because she could feel the magic power more clearly, she even had the feeling of being commanded by an arm.

She quickly calmed herself down from her surprise and excitement, and then activated the transformation technique.

A beautiful snuff box appeared, with intricate patterns and no rat tail.

Fiora looked at Sean excitedly: "Professor! I succeeded!"

"Nice transformation, two points for Gryffindor." Sean praised.

Everyone knew that Fiora was afraid of mice, and the girl's success made everyone chirp.

"Yes, as you can see - frankly speaking, I'm confused. This is a classroom for transfiguration. Why don't any of you want to try transfiguration?"

After hearing this, everyone took action. They took out matches, silver needles and other things to test the transformation technique.

"Hey, is it easier?"

"Not only that, I feel so much more relaxed. I used to have to concentrate all the time when outlining the transformation object, which caused my magic power output to be a little behind, but I can keep up this time!"

"Look, patterns! I've never done it before!"

The students were excited to find that their mastery of transfiguration had significantly improved.

Only then did they truly understand Sean's intentions.

Sean looked at this scene. This was an experience he had summed up. The clearer the feeling of magic, the higher the grasp of the magic.

Moreover, the weaker the source of this training magic power, the better the training effect.

He allowed the excited students to make noise for a while, then motioned for them to quiet down: "You all feel it?"

"Yes, Professor!" the students shouted in unison.

"That's good. At least my lessons were not in vain. This is the penultimate class of this semester. The last class will be taught by Professor McGonagall herself. Study hard. She is a real master of transfiguration - besides, Promise me not to embarrass myself in front of the professor, okay?"

"Oh, yes—I told you there would be a reward for the best performer in my class, Mr. Campbell."

Campbell Axton, whose name was called, stood up in the envious eyes of others.

"Transformation solidifying potion." Sean took out a box containing ten bottles of transparent liquid.

This is the product of Dumbledore's fake Philosopher's Stone, which is perfect for practicing Transfiguration in the early stages.

Axton took it excitedly. The first prize was this, but Fiora won it away. He had been envious of it for a long time.

"Each bottle can be taken ten times, at your own disposal. In addition, I will give you a self-made spell of mine."

Create your own magic spell... Campbell took the parchment in a daze, feeling as if he had been hit by a pie.

"Practice well." Sean smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, then walked out of the classroom.

The classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Axton, potion, can you give me a bottle?! I'll trade the potion for you!"

"I'm releasing a limited edition wizard chess set!"

"I have a signed commemorative Quidditch jersey!"

Fiora didn't find Axton until everyone had calmed down.

"I've got that before," said the proud little girl.

The boy nodded: "Well, the professor praised you very well."

Fiora gritted her teeth, this guy was so smart in class, why has he become stupid now?

"I mean, I have my experience using it, and the professor also said that you should take it according to your needs. I can tell you my experience."

"Can you?" Axton was flattered.

Fiora crossed her arms: "Of course."

"Then - give you a bottle?"

The little girl immediately became angry: "Is this what I'm doing?! And I've drunk it!"

"Ah, ah, I'm sorry..." Axton apologized quickly.

"Hmph!" Fiora glared at him, "I mean, it's going to be a holiday soon. Are you from a Muggle family? Do you have something called a phone?"

"Yes, it is."

"Your home phone number." Fiora spread her hand.