The days at Hogwarts

She was really full and she didn't feel better even after sitting for a while.

"Go find Madam Pomfrey later and tell her that you are full and ask her to give you some digestive potion." Hermione muttered and dragged Loren back.

Not only was this a bit embarrassing, but she would definitely be scolded by Madam Pomfrey while she was recovering from her illness.

Loren said nothing.

Not only was she greedy, but she also wanted him to take the blame. When did Hermione become like this, and who did she learn it from... He was deeply confused.

Near the entrance to the Great Hall, Draco was sitting at the end of the Slytherin table, and he saw the two of them.

Loren and Hermione were both Muggle-born, but Malfoy no longer looked down on him as he did when he first entered Hogwarts. The strange thing was that the biggest reason for this change was Loren's attitude towards him, compared to his excellent grades.

Unlike other little wizards, Loren did not flatter him because of his family's wealth, nor did he become hostile to him because of his discrimination against Muggles. He completely treated him as an ordinary little wizard.

This morning, Draco also received a storage scale. The Malfoy family had something similar, and it didn't take him long to figure out how to use the scale. Now, the scale was lying in the pocket of his magic robe.

Draco opened his mouth and wanted to say hello to Loren, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, blocking all the words.

Along with the Christmas present came a letter from his parents.

Lucius repeatedly told him in the letter: Stay away from Crabbe, stay away from Marcus Flint (captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team), stay away from those who are brainwashed by the pure-blood concept. Stay away from Potter, stay away from the Weasleys, stay away from those who support Dumbledore. Also, try not to let anyone notice him.

Young Draco was still a little confused when he thought of his father's letter. He didn't understand Lucius's cautious and almost humble attitude.

Is the Dark Lord coming back?

Do the Malfoys need the Dark Lord to return?

If they needed to, why did they stay away from Crabbe, and even from Marcus? If they didn't need to, why didn't they clearly support Dumbledore, and even stay away from Harry Potter who was fighting against the Dark Lord.

The letter lay quietly in the space of the scales. Draco saw that Loren's figure had gone far away. His lips moved but he said nothing: "Merry Christmas..."

In the next few days, Ron took Harry and followed George and Fred to have fun. Hagrid's hut was in a mess. Hagrid said that some animals on the edge of the Forbidden Forest had developed a fear of whistles, and now when they heard the whistle of the flying car, they would flee in panic.

On an ordinary day during the holidays, Harry dragged his body covered in mud and snow back to the Gryffindor common room and saw Loren in front of the fireplace. He was holding a book in his hands, reading quietly and seriously. His face with black hair and black eyes was focused in front of the fire, shining with a kind of brilliance that Harry thought was that of a good student.

Looking at others, then looking at himself, covered in mud and snow, Harry remained silent with guilt.

Little wizards always have a strange psychological state during their school days. If they are comfortable and indulged for too long, they will feel guilty.

After a few days of crazy fun, Harry clenched his fists and said firmly: "Harry Potter, you have a mission, you can't go on like this."

"Study hard starting tomorrow!" Harry encouraged himself and slowly walked away.

Hearing the voice, Loren looked up from the storybook, saw Harry walking away, and muttered, "Magical."

After reading Dumbledore's comments in the storybook, he muttered, "This one is also weird..."

The Hairy Heart of a Wizard Collector's Edition was a Christmas gift from Dumbledore. In theory, The Hairy Heart of a Wizard is just a short story, not long enough to support the content of a book. The editor republished the story in 17 different languages, and this is the origin of the Collector's Edition.

In addition to the several mainstream languages ​​of human wizards, there are also mermaid writing, centaur writing, and even the most primitive runic writing.

Dumbledore made a long comment at the end of the story, which, as Loren said, was mysterious...

The next morning, Loren was woken up by Harry. He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids and saw Harry, who looked excited. Thinking of the voice in his ear just now, he asked in a daze, "Duel practice?"

"Duel practice?!"

In an abandoned classroom, Ron, who was also dragged up by Harry and was not in a clear mind, suddenly woke up and cried out in surprise.

Hermione stood beside him, wearing a red beret, the furry brim contrasting with her white skin. Her cat-like characteristics had almost faded away, leaving only a pair of triangular ears, and she no longer needed to wear a cloak.

Harry looked at the three friends in front of him, nodded seriously, and said in a resounding voice: "We can't play like this anymore!"

"You can learn by memory," Ron said darkly.

Harry's face flushed with embarrassment. He scratched his head and said, "I couldn't concentrate on reading it. I fell asleep while reading it."

"No wonder you went to bed so early last night."

"No wonder you are so energetic today."

The three friends next to him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After some joking around, the plan for duel practice was finally finalized. They had had duel practice activities before, so it was not unfamiliar to them.

Hermione hadn't recovered yet, and her magic was still unstable, so she didn't participate. Harry and Ron played first, and Loren watched and gave suggestions afterwards.

A duel practice between friends must not be like a real duel, where you can be crushed to pieces or torn into pieces at any time. Both of them chose petrification spells, stun spells, disarming spells, repelling spells... a type of spell that would not hurt the other party.

At the beginning, Ron and Harry were fighting back and forth. The atmosphere on the field was quite harmonious. I cast a repulsive spell, you dodge it. You cast a disarming spell, I dodge it.

Slowly, the two of them got into the groove, the speed of the spells started to increase, and the movement to dodge the spells decreased. When the two sides started to exchange spells, the situation was different.

Ron cast a petrification spell first, and Harry countered with a disarming spell. After breaking Ron's spell, the slightly dim red magic light continued to fly towards Ron. Ron could only dodge hastily, looking a little embarrassed.

Harry took the initiative and fired another Disarming Spell. Ron's Stunning Spell flew out after charging, but was defeated by the Disarming Spell again. The remaining Disarming Spell forced Ron to dodge in a panic.

Ron was not convinced after being defeated twice in a row. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to cast a Disarming Charm in response. What made him a little desperate was that his Disarming Charm was easily broken by Harry's Disarming Charm. The red magic beam stopped for a moment and then flew towards him. Ron had no choice but to flee again.

No matter how Ron used different spells, Harry could only fight back with simple, plain Disarming Charms. Ron was so angry, but what could he do? Harry's Disarming Charms were just too powerful.

After a few rounds, Ron's strength was lost, and he slowed down, so he was unable to dodge the disarming spell. He was knocked back several steps, and his wand fell out of his hand.

Ron covered his chest and gasped for a while. Thinking of the battle just now, he felt very aggrieved. He looked at Harry in embarrassment: "Expelliarmus, Expelliarmus, the whole battle was Expelliarmus, don't you know any other spells?"

Harry handed his wand back with an innocent look in his eyes. "But the Disarming Charm does work well."

Chapter 226: Seamus: It is our duty

Ron was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't do anything about Harry. After complaining a few words, the two were called aside by Loren.

"Let me make it clear in advance that a duel is not a test, and there is no standard answer in the popular sense. My opinion is based only on my understanding, and it would be great if it can be of some inspiration to you. Always remember that the fighting method that suits you best is the one you come up with based on your own strengths."

"Stop talking, Loren!" Ron urged impatiently, "Hurry up and teach me how to deal with his annoying Disarming Spell. I'm already thinking about pinning him to the ground and beating him."

"You sound half awake," Harry said smugly, causing Ron to grit his teeth again.

"Okay, let's talk about the duel." Loren attracted the attention of the two. "First, Harry, your disarming spell is very powerful. Some adult wizards can't match you. I think in addition to your personal talent, it should also be Professor Flitwick's credit."

Harry nodded. He had a special liking for the Disarming Charm from the beginning. After listening to Professor Flitwick's speech at the Charms Club event, he chose the Disarming Charm as the spell to practice without much hesitation. After repeated practice, he had some understanding of this spell.

"You have a good grasp of this spell. You also followed Professor Flitwick's advice and worked hard on the accuracy of the spell and the speed of casting."

Loren paused and continued: "But I have to say that your awareness of dueling is too immature and your goal is too obvious. Your mind is only on hitting the opponent with magic spells, and there is no strategy at all. This is also Why, Ron was able to avoid your spell almost every time, and only in the end, when he was exhausted, was he hit by the disarming spell."

Ron nodded continuously: "If I'm not too tired, I can play with you all day long."

Harry thought back to the battle just now… Although he was suppressing Ron, he couldn't end the battle quickly except for using the Disarming Spell all the time, so he could only let Ron stall for time.

"Try to use other actions or spells to cover up your target. Hold his body back or restrict his evasive movements, and seize the opportunity to end the battle." Loren looked at him. "Remember, in the first grade, you could use levitation spells, transfiguration and other spells to cover up the repulse spell. Now that you have mastered the more powerful disarming spell, you have lost this awareness."

Harry scratched his head. It seemed so. The powerful Disarming Charm gave him an illusion that he could win as long as he kept using the Disarming Charm.

Although the question was directed at Harry, Hermione next to him thought of herself... Since her physical fitness was strengthened, she seemed to have always relied on speed and strength to suppress Loren, and the results were quite good. But Loren learned to Apparate, if they fought outside the school... That day, she chased Loren all the way, but didn't even touch the corner of Loren's clothes.

Hermione pursed her lips. This wouldn't do.

After analyzing Harry's problem, Ron came forward and said, "It's my turn! Tell me how to solve that annoying Disarming Charm?"

Loren curled his lips and smiled: "Do you realize that if the disarming spell can't hit you, you don't have to pay any attention to it. No matter how powerful it is, it has nothing to do with you."

As if realizing something, Ron widened his eyes and said, "Ignore it..."

"Yes, Harry's Disarming Charm and your spell collided with each other, but they only paused for a moment, so you could seize the opportunity and dodge in time. If you dodge in advance, just as his spell is activated, or even before it is activated, then the Disarming Charm will not be able to hit you no matter how powerful it is."

"I can also seize the opportunity after he casts the spell and fight back against him." Ron swallowed his saliva and imagined the scene. He had to admit that he was tempted.

"Also, spell practice is crucial. Whether it's the Shield Charm for defense or the Disarming Charm that Harry specializes in, mastering a spell will make your duel more outstanding." Loren advised.

Harry and Ron kept the advice given to each of them in mind, and thought carefully about the first battle, confirming their various guesses.

Ten minutes later, they started their second battle.

Omitting unnecessary duel etiquette, Harry and Ron stood five or six meters apart, wands raised in front of their chests, looking at each other warily.

Harry exhaled and took the lead in attacking: "[Expelliarmus]"

Ron stared at his arm and the direction of the tip of the wand. When the spell ended, his pupils contracted: "I saw it!"

He swiftly took two steps to the left, and the familiar red light of the disarming spell shot out and hit Ron diagonally behind on the right side, and the fragments of the spell dissipated into the air.

Just as he thought!

Ron couldn't help but show joy on his face. It was easier than he thought. He could not only predict where the spell would land through Harry's movements, but also through his eyes and even Harry's thoughts - he always wanted to hit himself in the chest.

A vague thought flashed through my mind, just like playing chess, and I could guess what he was thinking.

It was a pity that I didn't seize the opportunity to counterattack. I will definitely do it next time! Ron couldn't wait to start the second round of attack.

It's getting harder... Harry pursed his lips and felt the blood in his body begin to flow faster. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt an eagerness to try from his wand.

The following battle became more fierce.

Harry used a levitation spell to drag tables, chairs and benches from the back of the classroom, and smashed them at Ron, creating a roadblock and blocking Ron's escape route.

These tables, chairs and benches not only helped Harry, but also Ron. He used them as cover, dodging them while taking advantage of the gaps to cast a few spells, making Harry's attack less smooth and easy.

Transfiguration was also slowly added in. Ron turned the four corners of the desk into hooves, as if he wanted to turn a bison out to charge at Harry, but he only completed half of it, and it was still a desk with drawers on it.

The four hooves below moved, and they ran towards Harry at a slow speed, but were knocked away by a powerful disarming spell...

Both of them have certain talents in combat, and in the back and forth of attack and defense, the magical knowledge they had learned in the past and their personal ways of thinking gradually transformed into experience in dueling, and they used it subconsciously, making rapid progress.

However, although both sides were immersed in the battle, for Hermione and Loren, this level of duel was still a little bit less interesting. Their private duels were more intense and faster-paced. The switching between spells and fighting techniques was a greater test of combat ability.

Hermione walked over to Loren with small steps. "How is it, Professor Morgan? Is he satisfied with them? He really acts like a professor when he explains."

"Not bad." Loren accepted the title calmly.

"Come on, Professor Morgan, I also have some questions to ask you." Hermione pulled his arm and walked out of the classroom.

Arriving at the library, Hermione let go of his hand and plunged into the long bookshelves, searching through the books one by one.

There were only a few people who came to the library during the holidays, and the basilisk scared most of the young wizards back home. There was no one in the library except Madam Pince. When they entered the door, Madam Pince glanced at the two of them, confirmed that they would not make loud noises and would not damage the books, and then ignored them.

Loren read the title from the side of the book:

"The Apparition Test Manual?"

"'Safe Apparition Starts Here'?"

"The Magical Traffic Safety Act?"

Loren could figure out what Hermione wanted to do without having to think: "You want to learn how to Apparate!?"

This little witch probably saw that she had learned Apparition without any warning and underestimated its danger. Recalling his hundreds of split experiences in the fantasy book, Loren's scalp tingled and he reached out to hold down the pile of books in her arms: "Hermione, practicing Apparition without permission is against school rules!"

"Oh? Really?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him several times. The words coming out of his mouth sounded unconvincing.

Loren dragged the little witch to a corner with a headache, and finally explained the risks of practicing privately. Because of his own experience, he described the various split scenes vividly, with blood dripping and flesh and bones exposed.

The little witch frowned when she heard this.

He could break his hands and feet in the virtual space of the Book of Fantasy, and even practice Thai magic flying head, but he absolutely could not let Hermione practice without protection, it was too dangerous.

"So, you practiced Apparition many times?" Hermione looked at him seriously, with a tense face, which was very oppressive.

The air suddenly became stagnant, and Loren's neck was a little stiff, but in order to dispel Hermione's dangerous thoughts, he still nodded.

After getting the answer, Hermione was so angry that she raised the book in her hand and hit him, making the cover bang: "Practice, danger, magic! Practice, danger, magic!"

She spat out words one by one, and typed once for each word she said. Gradually her heart softened, and when she stopped, Hermione's eyes were already a little red.

"I have a special method to avoid harm. I asked Professor Flitwick to watch me when I was actually casting the spell, and it worked the first time." Loren said in a low voice, "Don't worry. I heard from senior students that you can take the Apparition test when you turn 17. The school will set up a special training class with professional supervision, which is safer."

Hermione groaned in frustration and lowered her head to continue burying herself in the bookshelf, collecting information books on Apparition.

"Hey!" Loren followed anxiously.

"Don't worry, I won't practice it privately. You can't Apparate in Hogwarts, right? I'm just interested in this magic and want to learn more about it." Hermione said, pulling out another big book from the bookshelf.

Loren heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. He didn't notice that Hermione's pupils, which still had some cat-eye features, shrank and turned into cunning vertical pupils.

If the professor is looking after us, we'll be safe, right... Hermione snorted softly.

……

In the evening, Loren greeted the Fat Lady and entered the Gryffindor common room. He immediately heard Ron's arrogant laughter:

"Harry, even though your Disarming Charm is very powerful, you still have a long way to go before you can defeat me, haha..."

There were only Ron and Harry in the common room, or rather, they were there on purpose. Ron saw Loren, who had just returned, and enthusiastically pulled him to sit on the sofa and began to tell him about his heroic deeds.

In the second duel during the day, the two fought each other for more than a dozen rounds. Because the Disarming Spell was more difficult to cast, after using it countless times, Harry's casting speed slowed down. Ron seized the opportunity and counterattacked with a Petrification Spell to end the battle.