Hogwarts: Harry brings H3 magic

Hermione put the book down, yawned, and then said,”I stayed here to read because Ron said he would wait for you. How could you sneak out to train after curfew?”

She looked at Harry with anger in her eyes.

“Yeah, don’t worry, I won’t be caught,” Harry said, waving his hand.

He thought Hermione was worried that he would be caught for a night out, which would cause Gryffindor to lose points.

“You went to training and didn’t take me with you!” Hermione crossed her arms, obviously still angry.

Huh?

Harry was stunned.

Is this the focus?.

“I came back too late. If you follow me, you will not have the energy to attend class tomorrow.” Harry said

“”Hmm.” Hermione hesitated. She was already very sleepy at this point.

“You sit here and read a book, and I go out to train, the energy consumed is different,”840” you can’t stand it, without enough rest time, it will only affect your better study.”Harry saw that she was a little unwilling, and continued to persuade

“How did you manage to hold on?” Hermione asked, looking at Harry.

“We are different.”Harry shook his head.

Whether it was experience or pressure, he was different from other people of his age.

“All right then, I will read for an hour during curfew from now on.” Hermione nodded and agreed to Harry’s advice.

Ron on the side showed horror on his face.

He looked at Hermione with pleading eyes.

But Hermione said expressionlessly:”Don’t you want to be in the top three in the grade?”

Harry said:”Don’t you want to enter the Forbidden Forest?”

Harry’s words still worked on him.

He lowered his head weakly and said:”Okay, I’ll read for an hour too.”

Harry looked at the two of them and said:”Go back to bed!”

The next day, Ron was obviously listless and physically tired.

Harry threw a healing spell to him, which filled his body with energy, but he had no way to do it mentally.

This led to a situation where Ron wanted to sleep, but his body couldn’t sleep.

There was a spell class on Thursday morning. Professor Flitwick had already given a class to let the students review the content of the previous semester.

In this class, everyone was taught a new spell, Tarantella.

This is a powerful control magic that makes people tap dance crazily.

When Flitwick and Harry were fighting and casting, Harry was most afraid of this spell. Once hit, the body would not be able to avoid the next magical attack.

Use magic The spell didn’t work well, and the dolls were dancing so well that I didn’t know where they were going.

Moreover, this spell can be used not only on people, but also on still objects.

Last semester, when Professor Flitwick asked Harry to decorate the venue for the Halloween party, they saw that Harry had used this spell to make the dolls dance by themselves.

Oh, damn, doesn’t this mean that Harry had mastered this magic in his first year?

So when Harry made the dolls on the table dance at once, no one paid any attention to him and continued to practice on their own.

Even Professor Flitwick only praised Mr. Potter for his success and told other students to work harder.

Rather than praising him, it was more like taking Harry’s words. To inspire other students.

This spell is really interesting, and it is also the first magic they have learned that can be a little harmful to people.

So everyone is very interested, and they have no objection even when Professor Flitwick assigned a 5-inch paper after class.

The little lions said that they are not afraid even if it is an eight-inch paper. What is there to be afraid of with a mere five inches?

In the afternoon, it was the Herbology class, and when the Gryffindor little lions walked into the greenhouse.

Ron showed a look of disgust.

Because standing on the podium was not only Professor Sprout, but also a woman next to her who was wearing an exquisite purple wizard robe, like a peacock in heat, constantly showing off her charm to all around. Lockhart.

The conversation between him and Harry at Flourish and Blotts made him dislike this professor very much.

But other students did not have a deep understanding of this professor yet. They just looked at him confusedly, not understanding why a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts would appear here.

Professor Sprout had a cold face, and this expression had never appeared on her face before.

As for the reason, the peacock next to her had already spoken to explain it for her.

Lockhart showed a perfect smile with just the right angle, and said to the little lions and badgers:”Hi, little wizards, hello, I was just discussing with Professor Sprout how to better cultivate herbs.”

Perhaps feeling the chill emanating from Professor Sprout beside him, he immediately said:”Of course, this does not mean that I am better at herbology than your Professor Sprout. In fact, I have only seen some magical plants in my adventures, and here I am…”……”

Professor Sprout interrupted him with a cold voice:”Enough, Lockhart, professor, the class has started, please! Go back immediately! Prepare your own class!” He even paused and read the name and position separately, making them sound like two independent words….

Even Neville could hear the dissatisfaction and urging in her tone.

But Lockhart seemed to be unable to hear the words in her tone and still maintained a perfect smile.

“Professor Sprout, actually I have something to say to Harry. You know, excellent wizards always have common topics. You shouldn’t mind, do you?”

“No! I recommend……”Professor Sprout immediately shouted

“”Thank you, dear Pomona, I know you are the most generous.” Lockhart rejected her refusal.

Professor Sprout swallowed back the words he hadn’t said yet. The wand in his robe was stirring, and he wanted to cast a few evil curses on the”peacock” in front of him immediately.

Did he think that she liked farming and would not use evil curses?

Lockhart smiled kindly at Harry:”Harry.”

He waved his hand, motioning Harry to come out with him so that they could tell each other a little secret.

But Harry refused his request

“Professor, I don’t think we are familiar enough to call me by my name.”Harry said lightly.

Lockhart was stunned. Why did he feel that this sentence sounded familiar?

But he was not discouraged at all. He put his hands together and said in a pleading tone:”Please.”

Seeing a professor like this, Harry couldn’t refuse.

He walked to his side and the two came to a place with few people.

Harry said:”Professor, I hope you are looking for me for something important, not like Flourish and Blotts.”

Lockhart’s mouth twitched. At that time, he suddenly lost his sight and panicked. Fortunately, he regained his sight automatically later.

He realized that he should have been hit by some kind of evil curse.

He suspected that it was Harry who did it, but there was no evidence.