A certain Hogwarts professor of runes

Chapter 238 Spellcasting Instinct

The young wizards started discussing it animatedly, and to their surprise, Harry discovered that quite a few of them had similar experiences.

"My mom told me that once when I was little, I threw a tantrum and shattered the dishes!"

"When I was seven years old, my aunt insisted on giving me houttuynia cordata, but I made it disappear."

"I accidentally fell into the water, choked on some water, and then found myself floating!"

Felix listened quietly, and when the discussion gradually subsided, he asked another question: "Can you still do something similar now?"

Everyone remained silent.

Draco Malfoy gave a reserved smile: "Professor Hyp, for some long-established families, this is not a difficult task."

Ron couldn't help but say, "You mean you can do it, right now?"

“Of course,” Draco said with a mocking glance, “the Malfoy family has a long and distinguished history…” He emphasized again, then looked at Harry and Ron with a defiant gaze and said smugly, “I received similar training when I was a child. I often played chess like this with my dad during the summer holidays…”

He looked at Felix, "Please allow me to show you, Professor."

Felix nodded in agreement.

Draco stared at the teapot and teacups on the small table. After a moment, a teacup with blue patterns suddenly jumped up and floated a foot high.

The teapot also wobbled and flew up, tilting its body and pouring amber-colored tea from its spout.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Draco's forehead as the teapot shook violently. He managed to bring it back onto the small table with a "bang," after which the teacup floated lightly toward him.

He took the teacup, took a sip, and a smile appeared on his pale face. He bowed slightly and said, "Top-quality tea, Professor Haipu."

Harry watched all this in astonishment; Malfoy had never shown this ability before.

Ron retorted, unconvinced, "Malfoy, I never saw you know any spells when you first entered school!"

Draco grinned and scoffed, “It’s not a good thing to be exposed to wands and spells too early, hasn’t anyone told you that? Ha! Weasley?” He emphasized the Weasley surname.

Given the wide scope of his mockery, the twins nearly jumped out to hit him, and Percy also glared at him with hostility.

Draco quickly shrank his neck.

"Alright," Felix gestured for them to stop, "Mr. Malfoy has set a fine example for us, and he deserves a round of applause."

Sparse applause broke out, but the applause from the Slytherins was much more enthusiastic. Pansy Parkinson looked at him with admiration and whispered in his ear.

"Returning to the original question, in most cases, young wizards cast spells unconsciously due to emotional excitement, which is also seen as a sign of being qualified as a wizard."

However, it is not so easy to demonstrate the wonder of magic in a calm state.

This is related to the developmental stage of young wizards—generally between the ages of six and ten, your magic will experience a huge boost, and the activity level of your magic will be much higher than it is now. This makes it difficult for you to control your power, and you may experience slight loss of control when you are emotionally agitated…”

Felix paused for a moment, letting them grasp the meaning of his words, before continuing, "After you enroll, you will be exposed to a great deal of spells and magical practice, which will help to smooth out this process to some extent. And because your first development has passed, your minds are more mature, and your magic is more stable, making it difficult for any rebellion to occur. Except for some unexpected events—" He glanced at Harry.

Harry immediately understood what the professor meant. He had experienced a magical outburst just a few months ago, and in Professor Hyp's words at the time, his magic was "like a flame that kept leaping and burning."

Hermione raised her hand. "Professor? Is it because the young wizards are exposed to standardized magical instruction after entering school, making their magic more controllable?"

"That's part of it. In fact, during your second puberty—that is, from third grade all the way to adulthood—you hardly felt any magical agitation, and that's why."

Felix snapped his fingers, and a wisp of flame flew out of the fireplace and coiled around his hand.

"The unconscious spellcasting in childhood is essentially you unintentionally resonating with a certain incantation. The magic senses your strong emotions and spontaneously operates and mobilizes."

The steady spellcasting upon entering school, and the silent, staffless spellcasting after maturity... in a sense, we are simply rediscovering our innate ability to cast spells.

"Rediscover your instincts..." The young wizards kept pondering these words, this exploration of the essence of magic was something they had never experienced before.

Felix laughed and said, "You can try this process." He waved his hand to extinguish the flame, and the teacups on the table were duplicated, and then a bunch of them appeared and landed in front of them.

Harry stared at the teacup in front of him. "I want it to float," he thought.

But this process was not easy; the cup remained motionless.

Professor Hyp's voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, carrying a certain allure and suggestion. Perhaps it was a mistake, but Harry felt he saw a fleeting silver glint in the professor's eyes.

Stay focused—stay sensitive—stay confident—

Harry turned his attention back to the teacup in front of him, and this time it floated up without much effort. A great joy welled up inside him, just like the joy he felt when he first learned from Hagrid that he was a wizard, or when he successfully recited a spell for the first time.

I did it...

"I did it!" He looked up at Professor Hyp and found the professor smiling at him.

Harry looked around; he was the only one who had succeeded so quickly. But Draco did it soon after, looking up at Harry in surprise and hesitatingly saying, "Potter..." He had the background in this area, after all.

Harry ignored him and turned to look at the others. He noticed that everyone seemed to be in a state of extreme focus, only breaking free from it after achieving success.

Cho Chang was still trying, Hermione's face was flushed, and Cedric's cup was teetering on the edge, but it could be considered a success.

One minute, two minutes, and people started succeeding one after another.

Hermione was the seventh. She looked up at the others and said, "Oh." Her expression was somewhat disappointed.

Felix smiled and said, "This doesn't represent a high or low potential. You might be too rational and don't have much experience in this area." He told the successful people, "You can continue to practice, or you can observe others and feel this change."

More and more people succeeded, and throughout this process, Felix constantly reminded them: "Focus... Sensitivity... Confidence... You can do it!"

Half an hour had passed by the time the last person made the cup float away, but Harry barely noticed the passage of time.

This chapter was so hard to write...

(End of this chapter)