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"You must concentrate." He said: "Keep your eyes on your feathers at all times, and imagine that you are holding a wand at this time. Now, everyone starts to chant the spell..."
"Wingardim Leviosa!" There was a commotion in the classroom.
The feathers on the table were floating wildly, but none of them were normal. Ryan's feathers were swaying left and right, and Mikel's were spinning in the air, like a top.
Even Kangna's feathers were trembling slightly and falling a little from time to time.
The Charms classroom seemed to have returned to the seventh grade in an instant. Everyone was still in the first grade. The situation at that time was the same as now. Everyone was trying to control their feathers to float.
However, Professor Flitwick was quite happy with this result. He originally thought it would be good if half of the students could make their feathers float. This result is already much better than last year.
"Good, good." He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Concentrate and imagine your fingers as magic wands. You can do it..."
Under his reminder, some people gradually became familiar with this feeling, and more and more feathers began to stop steadily in the air.
Being able to perform magic without a wand is, to be honest, quite magical, and gives me an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
Ryan liked this feeling very much. After successfully stabilizing his feathers, he soon became dissatisfied with this little trick and turned his attention to the "Standard Spells: Level 7" on the table.
"Wingardim Leviosa!" Ryan pointed to his textbook.
The thick "Standard Spell: Level 7" shook violently on the table, and flew directly to Ryan's head the next second.
"Snapped!"
Along with a heavy impact, a big bump appeared on Ryan's forehead, and he was knocked unconscious.
"I told you to start practicing with feathers first." Professor Flitwick said sharply: "Someone will help send him to the school hospital."
Mikel immediately gave up his top-like feathers and took the job without hesitation.
Mikel did not dare to let go of the use of magic power due to his own reasons, and wandless casting required precise magic power control, so for him, this was simply an impossible task.
"How's your question?" Kangna directed the feathers in front of her and asked, "Has Professor Babling promised to teach you?"
"Not really." Kyle moved his fingers, and the feathers moved back and forth. "She said it was a waste of time."
"What do you think?" Connor asked, "Maybe you can ask Professor McGonagall or Professor Dumbledore. They should be able to teach you."
"Forget it." Kyle shook his head after thinking for a moment, "Actually, I think what Professor Babling said makes sense..."
After class, Kyle was going to the school hospital to visit Ryan. On the way, he also met Hermione and Harry.
It is not difficult to judge from the movement direction of the two people that they should also be going to the school hospital. After all, this road can only go there.
"Is anyone in Gryffindor hurt too?" Kyle asked.
"It's Ron." Harry sighed. "When he was participating in a Quidditch training match, he was hit in the head by a Bludger."
"...Okay." Kyle was speechless.
Fred and George were able to make Bludger more obedient than Puffin in third grade, but Ron was still getting smashed in sixth grade.
However, this may also be due to the difference in position. After all, Ron is a goalkeeper and usually does not deal with Bludgers.
"Are you starting training so soon?" Kyle changed the subject.
"Because the competition is fierce." Harry explained: "There are five people who want to become goalkeepers. Ron is very nervous and wants to practice in advance during the break. If I knew that this would happen, I would not All the Quidditch balls were lent.
"By the way, why are you going to the school hospital?"
"Visiting my roommate," Kyle said. "He got into trouble during class and got hit on the head."
"Speaking of this," Harry said with lingering fear, "I was almost hit on the head by a cauldron a few days ago, in Potions class."
"What's going on?" Kyle asked curiously, "Neville's grades shouldn't be enough to improve his grades."
"It's me." Harry's face turned slightly red. "This is the first time I know that putting the ingredients in too late can cause the crucible to explode."
"Although Professor Slughorn insists that I was negligent, I think he seems a little disappointed."
"Because of your Potions grade?"
"Yes." Harry nodded, "He thinks I should be a potion genius like my mother, but I can't even chop sleepy beans."
"Wait..." Kyle suddenly realized something. "Did Professor Slughorn reward you with Elixir in Potions class?"
"Yes, and Hermione got it." Harry finally felt a little better, "You know, there is no one better than Hermione in the sixth grade."
"Ah, I'm just lucky." Hermione said next to her, trying to look calm.
In fact, after getting the elixir, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep for several days.
"What about you, did you get the reward?" Harry asked.
"No." Kyle shook his head, "It's Connor."
Harry was suddenly enlightened, but he wasn't too surprised. He knew that Kangna had taken the assessment of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists during the holidays. He also had some knowledge in this area and knew that it was the most authoritative Potions Association in the wizarding world.
Now that he mentioned this, Harry was still a little envious.
Others were able to join the most powerful potion organization when they were in seventh grade, but he couldn't even complete the tasks in class when he was in sixth grade.
"Let's do this..." Kyle said suddenly: "If you don't mind, I can lend you my notes from last year. There are some tips on brewing potions, which should be helpful to you."
"Really?" Harry's eyes lit up.
"Is this true or false? It's just a note." Kyle said with a smile, "I'll go back and look for it later, and I'll bring it to you during dinner."
"Thank you so much." Harry said gratefully, "To be honest, after I lost Snape, I suddenly discovered that potions are actually quite interesting, but my previous grades were too poor."
"Can I take a look too?" Hermione asked.
"Of course, no problem." Kyle nodded, "At that time, you can use the copy spell to make a copy, but some of the content on it may be different from what is in the textbook, if you can accept it."
"It's different from what's in the textbook?" Hermione frowned.
"It's a little trick from a potion master, and I wrote it down." Kyle said, "But I can guarantee that those tips are really useful... After all, the book "Advanced Potion Making" has been around for decades. It hasn’t changed over the years, and a lot of the content in it is out of date.”
Hermione opened her mouth but said nothing.
In fact, she preferred textbooks to so-called tips, but after all, it was recommended by Kyle, so she decided to give it a try first.
The few people chatted all the way and soon arrived at the corridor where the school hospital is located.
"Are you going to Hogsmeade this weekend?" At this time, Hermione suddenly said: "The announcement says that next week will be the first Hogsmeade visit day."
"I don't know yet." Kyle thought for a while, "If there is nothing else, I should go..."
As soon as Kai finished speaking, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then Fox appeared in front of the three of them.
It looked directly at Kyle and chirped softly.
"Sorry Harry, Hermione." Kyle's face became serious, "Can you guys greet Ryan for me? I may have something to do, and I can't go to the campus hospital for the time being."
"Ah, no problem," Harry said.
"you……"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Fox landing on Kyle's shoulder, and then disappeared again.
The two looked at the empty corridor and glanced at each other.
"Is that...Phoenix?" Hermione asked first.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix." Harry said, "I saw it before when I went to the Headmaster's Office."
"So Professor Dumbledore is looking for Kyle?" Hermione continued, "What do you think it could be?"
"I don't know either." Harry said, "It should be related to the Order of the Phoenix. Do you remember Professor Dumbledore gave me a class a few days ago? He told me that Kyle was actually involved in a lot of Things about the Order of the Phoenix. He also said that if he is not in school, I can go to Kyle for help if I have anything."
Hermione glanced in the direction where the Phoenix disappeared. "It seems that Professor Dumbledore trusts him."
"Obviously," Harry said.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 722 The frightened Fudge
Kyle originally thought he would be taken to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, but unexpectedly, Fox ended up taking him to the Legal Enforcement Department on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic.
Before Kyle came, there were already many people here, and they were all acquaintances.
Chris, Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Auror Kingsley, Tonks...
And, of course, Dumbledore.
When Kyle arrived, Dumbledore was bending over, and a warm yellow light reflected on the walls on both sides of the corridor, flickering.
"Fox is back!" someone exclaimed.
Then everyone turned their heads.
"Kyle?" Fred rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.
"Why are you, not a therapist at St. Mungo's?"
No one answered his question, because everyone subconsciously gave way to a path, and Kyle also saw clearly the situation ahead.
There was blood everywhere on the floor, and it had a weird purple color to it.
Amelia Bones of the Law Enforcement Division was lying in a pool of blood, breathing weakly.
Dumbledore put his wand against her body, and the warm light that Kyle saw before came from the tip of the wand.
In just a moment, Kyle understood why Fox had brought him here.
"Are you here?" Kyle asked directly, ignoring the dizzying discomfort.
"The situation is urgent. She can't move for the time being." Dumbledore said equally quickly: "You have to hurry up, Fudge has already reached the seventh floor."
"Okay." Kyle nodded and immediately opened the box.
"Wait...wait..." This is when a weak voice came.
It was Amelia. She tried to open her eyes, but this simple action took almost all her strength.
"Death Eaters...attacked...the Ministry of Magic..." Amelia said intermittently, "Tell the Aurors...to attack...not to...be left alone..."
She probably wanted to explain something, but her voice became lower and lower.
"Hurry up!" Dumbledore urged: "Mr. Weasley, Fudge is almost here..."
Although Dumbledore's words were vague, Fred and George immediately understood what he meant, nodded, and quickly ran towards the corner of the corridor.