The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The office cubicle fell silent for a moment, and in the empty room, the only sound was the loud sound of Loren sipping juice from time to time.

Professor McGonagall waited patiently for the two to understand the change.

The fault phenomenon in the magic world is becoming more and more obvious. Compared with the complexity of ancient magic, modern magic has become simpler, and at the same time, the overall level of wizards has deteriorated.

Elective courses allow talented little wizards to go further, while compulsory courses allow ordinary students to master basic knowledge. Educational reform is an exploration of the future of the wizarding world, and this attempt must be carried out.

Loren thought for a while and asked, "Professor, what is the purpose of calling us here today?"

Professor McGonagall put down the cup and smiled slightly: "I want to reopen the Transfiguration Club."

"Transfiguration Club?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"I've only heard of the Charmed Club."

In fact, there is a Gobstone Club, but this should be different from the club mentioned by Professor McGonagall, and Loren did not mention it.

"The club is not just an original creation of Filius," Professor McGonagall nodded with a smile, "Every subject in Hogwarts once had a club, such as the Duel Club in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the Snot Club in the Potions class. Bug Club. But in recent years, due to various reasons from professors and students, most of the clubs have closed down."

"If the teaching restructuring goes smoothly, professors will have a lot of free time. At least several professors I have contacted are willing to restart the club."

Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them with admiration: "I would like to gather some suitable young wizards on a small scale to regularly communicate on issues related to transfiguration. Here, I sincerely invite you to join my transfiguration club."

The normal process is to restart the club and allow willing young wizards to submit applications. Only after passing the review can they become members of the club. But before the club's affairs were announced, the professor invited the two of them to join in advance, which was a straightforward expression of his appreciation for the two of them.

Hermione's heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, and she almost immediately wanted to agree.

Loren was a little hesitant. He had to do potion experiments with Snape after class, and he had to learn alchemy, so he was worried that he didn't have enough time.

"Professor, I would like to ask about the time and frequency of club activities?" Loren asked after hesitating for a moment.

Professor McGonagall thought that Loren wanted to be lazy again. Thinking of his lazy behavior during the last final exam, he laughed angrily: "Don't worry, the exchange activities twice a month will not take up too much spare time."

Loren felt relieved and accepted Professor McGonagall's invitation with Hermione.

Afterwards, Professor McGonagall tested some recent teaching contents, and the two people's fluent answers made Professor McGonagall very satisfied.

"Go back and rest first. I will inform you of the specific event time in advance."

Looking at the time, it was almost lights-out time, and Filch should be in the teachers' lounge getting ready to start his night watch.

Loren and Hermione stood up and walked out. Perhaps because they were too excited, they started chatting before they even went out.

"Why is the Potions club called Slugs?"

"Teach the hobby, just like the Charms Club is also known as the Charm Club."

"Then what will the Transfiguration Club be named?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the Cat Club..."

Professor McGonagall heard the two people talking in a low voice, and her forehead was covered with black lines. Is she too gentle? Today's students are becoming more and more rude. What is a cat? That's an Animagus...

Back in the common room, Ron no longer had slugs coming out of his mouth, but his face was still pale, and he had regurgitation and swallowing movements from time to time.

It looked like he had swallowed back a slug that was about to spit out. Everyone showed disgusted expressions and didn't want to get too close to Ron.

"If it weren't for that bracelet, Marcus would have been beaten to the ground by me!" Ron was furious.

When it came to the bracelet, Loren was very interested in this kind of armor, and that night he went into the Book of Fantasy to talk to Flamel about it.

Flamel looked disdainful: "This bracelet only solidifies the effect of the Iron Armor Curse, and can only protect against simple evil curses."

"The Curse of Solidifying Iron Armor?" Loren was very interested. If the protection is not strong enough, it can be strengthened. The important thing is that this kind of armor spell has no blind spots all over the body and can respond at any time. It can prevent sneak attacks in emergencies and can provide an extra layer of protection in serious duels. The effect is still the same. very big.

Flamel drew a few simple magic words in the air: "The production method is very simple, just like you refining a space box. Use magic words and magic circles to solidify the iron armor curse and bless it on the items."

"However, this kind of protection is difficult to improve. You need to repeatedly stack magic words and iron armor spells, from 1 to 10, from 10 to 100, and from 100 to 1,000. If you calculate it this way, you can prevent it by stacking it 100,000 times. The Divine Edge Shadowless Curse that you cast with all your strength."

Loren clicked his tongue: "A hundred thousand times!"

It would take him hundreds of thousands of stacks to block his Divine Edge Shadow. If it were Voldemort's Death Curse, he might not be able to block it until he died. Loren gave up his thoughts on refining armor, and it was better to practice magic spells and improve his dueling level.

The next day, Loren was intercepted by Snape as he came out of the Great Hall after breakfast, and the two came to Snape's office together.

A parchment handwritten with the principal's seal and Dumbledore's signature lay quietly on the table, with delicate letterpress printing on the edge of the paper.

Although he didn't know why Dumbledore would agree to Snape's experiment, Loren raised his head and glanced at Snape quietly, mentally rejecting the possibility that the Potions Professor forged the principal's document.

"Professor, how do we develop a drug that can bring the dead back to life?"

Snape sat behind his desk, his spine erect and his body seemed to be supported by an unbendable frame. The circles around his eyes were dark, and if he wasn't the Potions Master, someone would definitely suspect that he was poisoned. There was no blood on his face, he was as pale as a corpse, and his hair was greasy and tangled.

But his temperament seemed less gloomy than before. The resurrection medicine brought vague hope and gave him the idea of ​​struggling in the abyss.

"The Philosopher's Stone is limited and cannot be used without restraint." Snape's voice was a little hoarse from staying up late, but his tone was brisk and he was in good spirits. "I will first sort out a few plans, determine other materials, and determine the steps of the ritual. .Finally experiment."

"You follow me to conduct experiments. After the materials and rituals are confirmed, your knowledge of potions will be enough to become a potion master."

Loren was not optimistic about this. He asked softly: "Professor, can the materials and rituals of the potion be finalized before I graduate?"

Snape's eyes fluctuated for a while: "After my verification in the past few days, I determined that the materials and rituals are only to exert the function of the magic stone and replace death as a property."

"Materials and rituals are not the problem. Analyzing the concept of death is. Leave it to me to find a solution." His tone was not troubled, and he seemed to have a way to explore death.

Loren didn't ask for details. Professor Snape needed the resurrection medicine as a belief and a hope. Even if the hope is slim, it will allow him to live better.

"Professor, do you know about the teaching restructuring between the second and fourth grade students?" Loren changed the subject.

Perhaps because he had a chance to repent for the mistakes he had made, Snape's inner repression relaxed a little. He also became more concerned about other things. Speaking of this, he chuckled: "When we discussed the teaching plan, I was the only one who supported the distinction between electives and compulsory subjects from the beginning. Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick always wanted to pour knowledge into It’s in every little wizard’s mind, but they don’t know that this will damage some people’s limited-capacity brains.”

Snape had his reasons, and Professor McGonagall was right about her care for students. Loren couldn't judge whether it was good or bad. He wanted to ask something else: "Will the Potions Society start a club?"

Snape nodded: "Reviving the dead potion is a big project. I need some students to help me process materials and conduct experiments. Of course, they will receive additional potion knowledge as reward."

Got it, laboratory bricklayers, scientific research workers.

…

Snape was busy organizing the club and determining the potion experiment plan. Professor McGonagall also has to organize a club and handle some principal duties.

The only one who was free was Filius Flitwick, Head of Ravenclaw and Professor of Charms. Loren can only practice Apparition with him. Apparition is also within the field of Charms and can be regarded as a professional counterpart.

The Office of the Head of Ravenclaw is located in the thirteenth window on the right side of the west tower.

When Loren proposed his intention, Professor Flitwick's beard stood up in shock, and he screamed: "Apparition! Do you know that in the past 50 years alone, there have been 27 cases of practicing Apparition that resulted in split body death?" A case?"

"Let me tell you! Mr. Loren Morgan! You should wait until you are a few years older before being exposed to this curse."

A second-year wizard proposed to practice Apparition. This was not a wise decision, but although Professor Flitwick was surprised, he did not think Loren was too ambitious or unrealistic.

From discovering Peter Pettigrew at the beginning of school, defeating the troll, to expelling Voldemort, Flitwick had a good impression of this Gryffindor student. He was almost sorted into Gryffindor back then, and he also had a character that valued courage. part.

Loren smiled helplessly and said: "Just call me Loren. Professor, what you are talking about are all cases that happened when you tried to apparate in private. I am fully aware of the dangers of this curse, so I took Bai Xian with me Fragrance comes to you for help.”

As he spoke, he shook the medicine in his hand to indicate that he was fully prepared.

I asked Snape for the white essence. After he heard that Loren was going to practice apparating, he happily took out a sufficient amount of white essence and asked him not to forget to bring the potion with both hands next week. Office, even if it’s a broken limb.

Professor Flitwick walked back and forth in the office with short, quick steps: "Does Professor McGonagall agree?"

"She is busy working on new teaching content and dealing with some school affairs, so I came to see you, Professor Flitwick." Loren said sincerely.

This sentence does not answer whether Professor McGonagall knew about it, but it sounds like Professor McGonagall was too busy, so she asked Loren to find Flitwick.

"Okay," Professor Flitwick hammered the palm of his other hand with his fist and made a decision, "but I must confirm that you have mastered all the theoretical knowledge of Apparition."

In the following time, Professor Flitwick examined Loren's theoretical level from multiple angles, from the origin of the spell to the tones of the spell, spell-casting movements, and the coordination of magic and body.

Half an hour later.

"...the most important things to remember are three things: purpose, determination and calmness."

Professor Flitwick had a complicated expression and looked at Loren with admiration: "Did the Sorting Hat ever say that you are perfect for Ravenclaw?"

When he was young, he was often teased because of his strange figure, so he worked hard to become a duel champion. But even he didn't dare to covet the Apparition Curse in his second year.

Loren didn't answer, just grinned brightly.

"As you may know, you generally cannot disapparate inside Hogwarts. We have to go outside."

Flitwick tapped Loren's arm lightly with his wand... well, he did so with his feet on his feet.

Loren felt a strange force wrap around his whole body, as if he had broken free from the constraints of gravity and became light and airy.

"Stand still!" Professor Flitwick raised his head, smiled and waved his wand.

The office window suddenly opened, and Loren felt a force pulling him. He rushed out of the window and fell all the way down the tower.

The sun was warm, the wind was whistling in his ears, watching the windows getting smaller and smaller, and feeling his body getting closer to the ground. Loren knew that the professor would never put his students in danger, so he didn't panic.

He opened his arms and enjoyed the gravity pulling him down, feeling the wind brought by the air resistance. His robes were blown and he couldn't help shouting: "Ah——"

Just when he was about to fall to the ground, his body was suddenly lifted up and flew towards the forbidden forest. The blood pressured the blood vessels due to gravity and resistance, bringing an urgent and refreshing feeling. All the ascent was for a quick fall, and Loren flew an unknown distance.

Under the sun, he saw the green leaves hanging with dew on the grass, the moist soil exuding a fishy earthy and grassy aroma, and an owl sitting on the roof of the greenhouse basking in the sun.

It flew over the grass, over the greenhouse, and finally landed on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, still some distance away from Hagrid's hut.

Professor Flitwick's beard was messed up and it took him a while to comb it neatly. But he enjoyed the process and flying: "The wilderness and natural scenery always bring people a good mood."

"Professor! What kind of curse is this?" Loren's eyes were bright, and he could almost say "want to learn" written on his face.

"The slightly modified Levitation Spell is extracurricular content. If you are interested, welcome to join my Charms Club." Professor Flitwick invited.

"Does the Curse Club also want to expand its enrollment?" Loren asked.

Before the teaching restructuring, professors had limited time to manage the club, and the Charms Club was not large in scale. Only some students who had achieved good results in the O.W.L.s exam and entered the Charms Improvement Class had the opportunity to enter the club.

Now that the professor has plenty of time, other teachers have started clubs, and Professor Flitwick plans to expand the club: "If nothing else happens, the Charms Club will recruit new members from the whole school at the end of this month."

"Is it still an assessment system?"

The original Curse Club required good O.W.L.s and elective advanced classes to have a chance to enter.

Professor Flitwick shook his head: "There are no assessment criteria. As long as they are willing to participate in club activities, I welcome every little wizard to join."

The club uses a looser and gentler way to allow young wizards to learn elective content as a supplement to formal teaching, providing a channel for those who want to learn. This is also part of the restructuring.