Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

Enchanting involves forcibly injecting magical power into an object. This power is unstable and easily diminishes over time.

Spells, on the other hand, are created by naturally fusing with objects through specific runes and incantations, giving them stable new properties. They do not require the forced injection of magic power and their effects are more lasting. The principles and methods of operation of the two are completely different.

The practicality of this course is fully demonstrated in the creation of magical items.

Whether it's the flying brooms that wizards use daily, they are engraved with exclusive spells that can maintain a stable floating state and flexibly adjust the flight speed according to the wizard's wishes, making the brooms easier to control.

It is a rare and precious invisibility cloak, whose ability to conceal one's figure depends entirely on the blessing of special magic spells, so that the wearer can not be discovered by others.

In addition, the high-temperature resistance of the magic cauldron, the protective effect of the wand pendant, and even the leak-proof function of the magic notebook used daily are all inseparable from the knowledge learned in the spell class. Its application is so wide that it permeates every aspect of the wizard's life.

Professor Flitwick also specifically mentioned in class that even wand studies, which wizards value most, is essentially a branch of spells studies.

During the creation of a wand, a specific spell is used to connect the wand core and the wand wood to ensure a perfect fit.

The bond between a wizard and his wand also requires the power of magic to awaken the wand's spirit.

Even the routine maintenance of wands requires the use of special spells to prevent the wand core's power from weakening and the wand wood from cracking.

This has made students increasingly aware that Charmsology occupies an indispensable and important position in the entire magic system.

Although Charms class requires memorizing a large number of runes and spells, reciting complicated incantations, and repeatedly practicing spell manipulation techniques, and the theoretical knowledge is somewhat tedious, and the practice process also requires a lot of patience, it is still the most popular course among all young wizards at Hogwarts, without exception.

The main reason why young wizards love this class is that they can openly take out their wands and freely practice chanting and controlling spells, unlike in other classes where they have to be constantly careful.

For courses like History of Magic and Herbalism, the first thing a teacher often says when they walk into the classroom and see the wands in the students' hands is, "Put your wands away, you won't need them for this class."

Chapter 44 Visiting Hagrid

Every time they hear such words, the young wizards feel discouraged. To them, the wand is a symbol of their wizarding identity and a bridge connecting them to magic. Not being able to use the wand freely is like losing the stage to cast spells, and their interest in class will instantly diminish.

In Charms class, Professor Flitwick not only doesn't forbid students from using wands, but also encourages them to practice and experiment. This atmosphere of free exploration of magic allows every young wizard to fully immerse themselves in the subject, and Puni has grown to love it even more.

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The first year curriculum at Hogwarts was much easier than Penny had expected. There was no heavy academic pressure or rigorous extra training. In particular, there were no classes scheduled for Friday mornings, and students were free to spend their time as they pleased, either researching in the library or taking a stroll around the castle.

The morning sunlight streamed through the castle's stained-glass windows, casting a warm glow on the long table in the dining room.

Puni leisurely finished his breakfast, drank the last sip of hot milk, then got up, cleared away the dishes, and walked along the grass outside the castle toward the Forbidden Forest.

Having been out for so long, Hagrid can finally get to know some people.

Moreover, he was filled with curiosity about the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid's residence was located on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

After walking along the soft grass for about fifteen minutes, a particularly eye-catching building came into view.

That was the "little house" that Hagrid mentioned.

But to Puni, it was not a small house at all, but rather a miniature version of a giant's castle, far exceeding his imagination.

The oak door frame alone is nearly four meters high, and the heavy wooden door is inlaid with huge copper rings. The door panel is covered with wood grain of varying shades, exuding an ancient and dignified atmosphere.

Even though it's only a one-story building, the interior space is exceptionally spacious. Standing outside, it appears even taller than a typical Muggle house with two floors.

The exterior of the cabin is decorated with a very homey feel, much like a farmhouse inn.

Many strange tools hung under the eaves: giant shears for pruning branches, a gleaming axe, and several strings of dried, unidentified herbs, swaying gently in the wind.

Several bundles of dried firewood were piled up in the corner, and next to them was a huge iron barrel filled with animal feed. The air was filled with the fresh scent of firewood, herbs, and soil.

Before Puni could even raise his hand to knock on the door, a deep, thunderous bark came from the bushes beside him.

"Wang Wang"

Immediately afterwards, Hagrid's loud voice came from inside the house.

"Huh? Who's here? Toothpick, slow down! Don't scare the guests!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a series of hurried footsteps were heard, accompanied by the whistling of the wind. A huge black dog suddenly emerged from the bushes, several times larger than an ordinary dog, with thick, fluffy black fur that clung to its body, making it appear exceptionally robust.

With its long tongue lolling out and its eyes sparkling, it saw Puni and immediately wagged its tail excitedly, then leaped and pounced on Puni.

“Puni, is that you? Hey! Tooth, stop! You’re going to scare Puni!” Hagrid followed closely behind, striding out of the house. He was tall and burly, and with his broad, thick hand, he grabbed the big black dog by the scruff of its neck and lifted the enormous creature up with a gentle lift.

Although this big black dog was a full meter tall and quite intimidating to ordinary people, it was as docile as a kitten in Hagrid's hands, with no room for resistance whatsoever, given the vast difference in their sizes.

Puni carefully examined the big black dog. It was a Neapolitan Mastiff, somewhat resembling a Shar Pei from the Muggle world. Its face was covered with wrinkles, and its round eyes, combined with its loose skin, gave it a somewhat melancholic look, which contrasted with its massive size.

"Don't worry, it's just too excited."

Hagrid smiled and released his grip, placing the big black dog on the ground. He greeted Puni warmly, saying, "Never many students come here, so it's rare for it to see strangers, and it can't help but jump for joy. Actually, it's very easy to get along with, even a little timid, and it would never hurt anyone on its own initiative."

"Woof woof..." Ya Ya whimpered softly twice, wagged its tail, walked to Puni's feet, stretched out its wet nose, and sniffed at his trouser legs and shoes with curious eyes.

No one expected that this seemingly fierce mastiff would be so docile. After sniffing for a while, it simply lay down on the ground, belly up, revealing its snow-white fur, and gently rubbed against Puni's ankle, looking like it was looking forward to being petted.

Hagrid watched this scene and laughed heartily, relieved: "Don't be afraid, look, it's treating you like one of its own."

Puni bent down and gently stroked Ya Ya's soft belly, feeling its warmth, a rare gentle expression appearing on his face.

He then followed Hagrid into the cabin, which had a very simple layout. The entire space consisted of only one room, yet it was unusually spacious.

The fireplace is against the wall, and on it sits a set of enormous table and chairs. The tabletop is made from a single, huge piece of solid wood, and the chairs are large enough to seat two adults side by side.

In the corner, there was a large bed covered with patchwork cloth, the bedding thick and soft, looking very comfortable.

The walls were covered with all sorts of objects, making it look somewhat cluttered yet cozy.

A huge umbrella hangs in the most conspicuous position. The umbrella surface is somewhat worn, but it has been wiped clean.

A huge black leather coat was hanging on a hook, with fur trim on the collar and cuffs, looking very warm.

There was also an ancient-style crossbow with a taut bowstring, exuding a sense of intimidation. In addition, there were several strange animal hides and some handicrafts hanging on the wall.

The fireplace was also surprisingly large, with firewood crackling and radiating warm heat.

On the walls on either side of the fireplace, several strings of smoked meat and chicken hung, the fat slowly dripping down the meat's texture, emitting an enticing aroma.

On the central table of the fireplace sat a brass kettle and a large baking pan, with crumbs of biscuits still on it, indicating that Hagrid had just been baking something.

"Please sit down, please sit down, have some tea! I really didn't expect you to come." Hagrid warmly invited Puni to sit down, then turned around and picked up the baking tray from the fireplace, placing it steadily on the table in front of Puni. On the tray were several golden and crispy biscuits, steaming hot and fragrant.

Then, he picked up the brass kettle, poured hot tea into a large ceramic teacup, and handed it to Puni.

"You know me very well."

Chapter 45 You like the Forbidden Forest so much, which of the many magical creatures in it is your favorite?

"Uh, hehe, I know every new little wizard very well."

Hegel sat down in the chair, casually tore off a piece of biscuit, and held it to Tooth's mouth as he leaned closer. "You're a little wizard from the Lestrange family, right? Life at Hogwarts is definitely different from your old days, but I believe you'll gradually adapt and come to like it here."

"Crunch... crunch..." Ya Ya took the flatbread and immediately began to wolf it down. The sound of his teeth hitting the flatbread was like biting into a big bone. There were also a lot of crumbs stuck to the corners of his mouth. He looked very cute.

Looking at Ya Ya's appearance, Puni's eyelids twitched slightly, and he secretly felt fortunate.

His teeth were no match for that strong mastiff; he would probably struggle to even take a bite of such a hard flatbread.

He took the teacup, gently blew on it to warm it, and said in a gentle tone, "Thank you, Hagrid. I've already had breakfast at the restaurant, so some tea will do. I'm here simply to get to know you; I've heard you're a very capable person."

"Huh? Hahahaha, no way."

"Actually, I'm only a little bit good at it, but really? Do you really think I'm good? What's so good about me, hahaha~"

For him, it was indeed a bit too early to eat biscuits at this time.

But for Hagrid, who was tall and had an enormous appetite, it was just right.

Hagrid didn't insist. He smiled and nodded, then grabbed a flatbread as wide as his head and began to eat it in big bites. The crunching sound echoed in the room, showing that he was enjoying it very much.

"Don't be shy here, make yourself at home," Hagrid mumbled between chewing on a biscuit, his eyes sincere. "Hogwarts is your second home. If you have any difficulties, come to me, and I will do my best to help you."

Hagrid was tall and imposing, and slightly older than most of the professors at Hogwarts. Upon first meeting him, his extraordinary height and somewhat rugged appearance would always create a sense of distance, making people hesitant to approach him.

Only after truly getting to know him can one discover that behind this outward "intimidating power" lies a simple and pure heart. He speaks directly and frankly, without any beating around the bush, and treats people with sincerity and openness. He is willing to share his past experiences and personal preferences with those he trusts without reservation.

Sitting by the warm fireplace, sipping warm tea, Hagrid gradually opened up and began to talk to Puni about his youth.

He casually recounted that he had once been a student at Hogwarts, but due to an unexpected turn of events, he was expelled from the school and ultimately missed the opportunity to continue his studies and complete his education at Hogwarts.

As he said these words, a hint of regret flashed in Hagrid's eyes, but he didn't complain much, as if he had already accepted the past.

After recounting his past, Hagrid turned his gaze to the window, where it fell upon the lush Forbidden Forest not far away. The forest seemed to come alive as Hagrid began to tell Puni the secrets of the Forbidden Forest.

That vast forest is home to countless magical creatures, some gentle, some fierce and powerful, and all sorts of rare magical plants. Everywhere you look, there are unknown surprises as well as potential dangers.

As he spoke, Hagrid couldn't help but frown, yet a hint of indulgence lingered in his expression: "Speaking of the Forbidden Forest, one cannot help but mention the Weasley twins, Fred and George."

"These two lads are full of energy. They always try to sneak into the forbidden forest and cause a lot of trouble for me."

"They always liked to conduct strange experiments in the Forbidden Forest, fiddling with their own inventions. Several times, the noise they made was so loud that it attracted the centaurs from the forest."

Hagrid sighed and said worriedly, "Centaurs are naturally solitary and don't like being disturbed by humans. If these two lads provoke them rashly, not only might they themselves be attacked and injured by centaurs, but the weak magical creatures in the forest might also be disturbed or even harmed by the noise of their experiments."

"What's even more infuriating is that these two guys are as slippery as eels. Every time I find them sneaking into the forbidden forest and have to catch them, I have to go around in the forest for a long time, which takes a lot of time and effort."

At this point, Hagrid couldn't help but laugh again. "But it's alright, they're in second grade now. In a few more years, when they're older and more mature, I should be able to relax a lot and won't have to keep an eye on them every day to prevent them from getting into trouble."

Hearing Hagrid repeatedly mention "little guys in the forest," Puni couldn't help but recall Hagrid's unique definition of "cute little guys" when they first met. In his eyes, even large, seemingly fierce magical creatures were little guys who needed to be cared for.

Puni couldn't help but ask, "Hagrid, you like the Forbidden Forest so much, with so many magical creatures in it, which ones are your favorites?"

Upon hearing this question, Hagrid's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice unconsciously rose considerably, filled with excitement and joy: "There are just too many! I could talk about them all!"

He counted on his thick fingers, listing the names of those magical creatures one by one, "Thestrals, the Invisible Beast, the Ophiuchus, the Hippogriff, and the Unicorn. They are all so cute, they are all my treasures!"

As each name was uttered, Hagrid's smile grew brighter, his eyes softening as if the magical creatures were right before him. "They are all incredibly gentle. If you treat them sincerely, they will open their hearts to you without any reservations. They are all my good children."

As he spoke, Hagrid reached for the brass kettle by the fireplace and gently pulled out a dark-colored mat underneath it. His tone was tinged with pride: "Look at this mat. It looks unassuming, but it's actually made from the crest feathers of a serpent. It has excellent heat insulation; no matter how hot the kettle is, it won't burn your hands. And it has a magical feature—it can stretch and shrink freely. It's incredibly practical."

As they got more into the conversation, Hagrid raised his hand and patted the black ash off the crested mat. The surface, which had been covered in dust, immediately revealed a bright blue-green color underneath, which shone with a faint luster in the firelight of the fireplace.

He held the two ends of the crested feather cushion with both hands and gently pulled it outwards. The cushion, which was originally the size of a palm, was instantly stretched to the size of a palm-leaf fan.

Then, he brought his hands back together, and the mat shrank back to the size of his palm with ease and without any hesitation.

Puni was somewhat surprised to see this amazing scene. He then realized that Hagrid's hut actually contained many materials from magical creatures, not just this bird-snake crest cushion.

Chapter 46 In return, could you give me some unicorn tail hair?

For example, the white bandage that Hagrid casually hung on the wall looks no different from an ordinary bandage, but upon closer inspection, you can find that the bandage is made of delicate and soft material with a soft luster, and is actually woven from precious unicorn tail hair.