Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Just like the spell Ryan just used... In fact, it couldn't be called a spell at all.

Just activate the magic power and let it operate according to the way the levitation spell works to achieve the effect of flying.

Of course, Ryan, who now lacks magic power, can only "hang in the air" for a short time.

Thousands of years ago, the 18-year-old Ryan could easily use it to fly, and his speed was not inferior to that of a magic broom - many wizards in that era could do this.

But Ryan suspected that in today's magic world, most adult wizards would not be able to do it, because their use and understanding of magic only stayed at the points of "raising the wand", "casting action", "chanting spells" and "precautions", and they might not even have truly tamed and mastered their own magic power.

This is also the most complicated thing Ryan has discovered recently.

The simplification and convenience of magic is certainly a good thing. He has recently begun to get used to the use of modern magic spells - it is indeed convenient to use the fool mode of casting spells by waving a wand without having to spend a lot of energy to shape magic power.

but...

"The exploration of magic and the path of magic is the cornerstone of a wizard's existence—it's never the spell that's powerful, but the wizard himself."

"Just like a plant seed will sprout even under the pressure of stone, a thousand-year-old tree will grow tenaciously. This is the instinct of wizards as living beings."

"Once wizards forget or give up exploring the path of magic, they will eventually become like a sick and withered tree - their roots may remain on the surface, but they are doomed to wither within."

Ryan remembered this sentence.

Because it was one of the most pointed comments he felt the usually gentle Helga Hufflepuff had ever uttered.

There is no doubt that the current wizarding world is slowly losing its passion for exploring the path of magic and delving into magical power.

According to what Ryan recently extracted from Professor Binns, this change seems to have been gradual... The specific start time was probably around 1300.

"Barberu Bragg founded the Wizarding Council at that time, which was the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic. From then on, spells began to be greatly simplified and made more practical, and those powerful spells that were difficult to master in ancient times gradually disappeared."

"He thus became a member of the Chocolate Frog Cards."

Excluding some meaningless memories and the unique whispers of ghosts, this is the approximate content of Professor Binns' class.

But soon, Ron's voice in front of him said to Harry, "Brother, we have to try the levitation spell tonight," interrupted Ryan's thoughts.

He realized that his thoughts had wandered too far, so he quickly gathered his thoughts and hurried over to Madam Hooch.

"Sorry, Madam Hooch - my broom..."

He apologized sincerely, and Madam Hooch seemed to finally come to her senses.

"broom?"

In fact, she was also surprised by Ryan's performance just now.

Especially when she heard Ryan say that he used a levitation spell, Madam Hooch found it unbelievable - she had never seen such a levitation spell before.

Well...it's obvious that as a flying instructor and a Quidditch referee, her magical skills are not outstanding. She is one of the "adult wizards who have been corrupted by the Convenient Spell and have poor combat effectiveness" as judged by Ryan.

"Oh, the broom...I actually forgot!"

Only after hearing Ryan's words did Mrs. Huo Qi realize what he was talking about.

That’s right—Rian just saved Neville, but his own broom flew away because of it!

That's an old teaching aid that Hogwarts has used for many years!

"I have to go get it back."

Madam Hooch said immediately, and then she stepped directly onto the broom: "Everyone, please practice calling the broom freely, but don't try to fly again!"

After saying this, she flew up into the sky on her broom, chasing in the direction where Ryan's broom had flown away!

"..."

Ryan looked at this scene with some envy in his eyes.

Well... yes, although Ryan will be able to fly with the help of magic sooner or later after his body grows up.

But as a broom idiot, Ryan has always firmly believed that broom is one of the most perfect flying postures for wizards, second only to riding a fire dragon or a thunderbird.

"I'm done with brooms. Maybe I can find a chance to raise a fire dragon or a thunderbird in the future... oh, or maybe both."

Ryan pondered over something that was clearly a violation of contemporary Ministry of Magic law.

But it was at this time...

"Oh, that's wonderful—you looked like a princess when you were rescued just now, Longbottom!"

Chapter 30 Duel, the target is all of you!

Obviously, the harsh and sarcastic words came from Mr. Draco Malfoy.

After Madam Hooch left temporarily, he walked up to Neville, who had just been helped up by Dean and Seamus.

He held his head high. "Look at you. How shameful! Your parents never taught you to ride a broom, did they?"

He said complacently, "My father has already prepared a top-notch broom for me. He even invited players from Puddlemere United to teach me how to fly... The oldest team is befitting the noblest bloodline."

Hearing his ridicule, Neville, who was always gentle, self-deprecating and even a little weak, blushed.

He was so angry that the flesh on his chubby face was almost tense.

"No! Insult! My mom and dad!"

As Neville's roommate, Seamus, who knew his family situation, said angrily: "Oh! Shut up, Malfoy!"

Malfoy immediately looked at Seamus with contempt and anger: "How dare you speak to me like that, you filthy half-blood..."

He didn't finish his words because he saw the crowd behind Seamus naturally make way.

Ryan walked over through the crowd.

His expression was somewhat serious, and the figure, which was not much taller than Malfoy, seemed very tall to Malfoy against the backdrop of the sunlight, and even made him feel a little difficult to breathe.

"you..."

He instinctively took a step back and covered his mouth, as if he remembered what happened in front of the auditorium.

But this time, he only saw Ryan's eyes looking at him - angry and cold, but neither was strong.

In his eyes and expression, Malfoy saw more...pity.

"How sad."

Ryan said softly.

"what?!"

Malfoy almost thought he had heard wrongly, but the next moment he became angry.

"Elias, you..."

He wanted to say something nasty, and Crabbe and Goyle beside him seemed to want to join in.

But Ryan didn't give him a chance to speak: "I say...you are so pathetic."

He raised his wand—a movement that made Crabbe and Goyle shudder almost instinctively, but then they were not turned to stone.

Ryan continued, "I thought that after learning your lesson last time, you might have changed a little bit..."

He sighed.

"But obviously, that alone is not enough."

He was indeed a little angry, but not towards Malfoy and his followers, nor towards the young wizards in Slytherin.

He was angry at their fathers and even their older ancestors.

What can an eleven-year-old understand?

Their behavior, their actions, their sarcasm and viciousness, everything comes only from their family and elders.

They have been immersed in the poisonous pool called "Bloodline Glory" and "Pure Blood Supremacy" since birth, which is why they have become what they are now.

But Ryan was relieved...

"It's not too late."

He looked at Malfoy—or rather, at the Slytherins who were now looking at him with almost disgust.

Yes, he felt that it was not too late.

At least these kids had only just started Hogwarts.

So he glanced at the Slytherin students and said softly, "Gentlemen... let's duel."

As he said this, all the little wizards almost widened their eyes.

"What!?"

Malfoy blurted out.

The Slytherin wizards' reactions were identical to his—their expressions were filled with surprise, anger, and even sarcasm that were difficult to conceal.

"duel."

But Ryan just smiled and repeated: "I challenge you, the Slytherins, to a duel."

"The time is tonight."

As soon as these words were spoken, the young wizards were in an uproar.

Even Seamus couldn't help but whisper to Neville, who had calmed down beside him, "Merlin's beard—what is Ryan talking about?"

One man challenged the entire Slytherin house to a duel?

"Is Ryan too impulsive? This is exactly what the weirdo Yurik would do..."

"I mean, that sounds rather dramatic—doesn't it? Is he perhaps a little too reckless?"

Hermione frowned and kept muttering to Ron and Harry, obviously worried.

But unfortunately, Ron and Harry slept soundly in History of Magic class, so they didn't quite know who Ulric the Weird was.

They just thought Ryan's words were very cool and handsome.

However, Malfoy sneered after hearing this: "Elias, I can see through your tricks - you want to trick us into leaving the dormitory for a night out, and then take the opportunity to report us, right? You despicable..."

He was still not able to finish his words when Ryan gently raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Of course not—I mean, what makes you think that?"

Ryan gave Malfoy a strange look, then added again.