Harry Potter: The Wizard of Apocalypse

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: A Tacit Understanding



Suddenly, Professor Flitwick seemed to remember something and turned to Ian and said:

"Ian, you try to demonstrate the Wingardium Leviosa spell. Don't be afraid of making mistakes. After all, this is the first time for you to come into contact with this spell."

After hearing this, Ian couldn't help but twitch his lips. He knew exactly what his dean was up to. He just wanted to find an opportunity to add points to his college.

Just like Ian could feel the power of Professor Flitwick's bloodline and was firmly suppressed by him. Professor Flitwick was no different; he had also discovered Ian's strength a long time ago.

This student could even give him a vague sense of danger, although it was very weak, but those who could give him this feeling were all powerful adult wizards, and Ian was only in the third grade.

Therefore, he was not worried at all about whether Ian could successfully cast the spell. In layman's terms, who would worry about whether their friends could breathe, eat, or drink?

The development of their bloodline had already made magic a part of their lives and nature, a habit that came naturally from the inside out. Professor Flitwick was only worried that Ian would perform too well, not act like a beginner, and not be able to get into the role quickly.

That's why he added a sentence at the end—'This is your first time to come into contact with the Wingardium Leviosa spell.' On the one hand, it was to remind Ian not to show off too much, and on the other hand, it was a good excuse to get extra points. He would be able to add extra points to his own academy naturally, and it wouldn't seem abrupt.

So Ian knew exactly what his dean was thinking, and he didn't mind acting with the old man. After all, it was a reasonable plus.

Haven't you seen the exaggerated 100 extra points that Old Deng got at the end of the semester? Compared with that, the 5 or 10 points that our dean got are really just a drop in the bucket.

"Ahem..." Ian stood up and cleared his throat, then drew out his wand, with standard gestures and standard intonations. In order to get into the role, he also deliberately showed a slightly awkward expression.

To Professor Flitwick's Standard Grade 3 Spells on the podium, he read aloud, "Accio textbook!"

The textbook on the podium seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, took off in an instant, and then landed steadily on Ian's left hand which had been spread out. The whole process was very smooth, without any unnecessary movements, and everything was so standard.

It was like a textbook performance, and it instantly conquered all the young wizards from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff in the classroom.

Snap, snap, snap…

"Excellent, very excellent Summoning Charm, of the highest standard. For this, Ravenclaw gives it 10 points."

Professor Flitwick applauded and cheered, but he did not forget his business and gave extra points to his own school. At the same time, he gave Ian a look that said it all.

"Okay, now you guys start practicing. For the first time, it's best to use something small like a textbook to practice the Wingardium Leviosa spell."

"Well done, Ian!"

Andre, the roommate behind him, patted Ian's shoulder in the front row and said happily.

Usually, Ravenclaws are like this—they will sincerely admire those who go further, no matter in which aspect. Because of their extraordinary intelligence and talent, they know very well that some things can't be summed up by just one word, "talented."

Talent also requires the accumulation of sufficient knowledge and enough experience to turn talent into reality.

"Thanks!"

Ian also answered calmly. If it weren't for Professor Flitwick, he really didn't want to show off in front of these kids.

"Honestly, Ian, you always surprise me like this. I always feel like I'm being left too far behind."

Ivy, who was not far away, also said half-jokingly.

Ian smiled and replied, "Haha, but I won't stop. Only by climbing the vast magical mountain can we uncover its mysterious veil."

Ivy shrugged and said helplessly, "It seems we need to work harder."

The atmosphere of the Charms class was like this—relaxed and free, and Professor Flitwick never paid any attention to the students who were chatting.

As long as they kept quiet in the first half of the class, he was easygoing during practice time and sometimes even joined in the discussions of the little wizards.

The Spells class on Monday morning ended in this cheerful atmosphere. As the bell rang, the little wizards around gathered their belongings and prepared to leave the classroom.

Ian, on the other hand, packed up his things and left quickly because he noticed that as the end of class approached, many girls were pretending to be casual and frequently looking at his position.

Ian just thought it was troublesome and really didn't like this kind of meaningless chatting and socializing, so he packed up early and left first, leaving the girls with regrets.

After Ian left, he had to rush to the basement because there was a Potions class waiting for them in half an hour.

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