Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Looking at the pile of parchment on the round table, it seemed as if I was back in Professor McGonagall's classroom. This year's McGonagall was even better than Lynn's last year. She brought new ideas to the tactic of using a large number of questions and came up with a unique new teaching method, which caused a lot of grief.

Lynn, who had intended to teach the most difficult Purple Rune, was also surprised by the efficiency of Percy and his companions. He blinked and took up a page of summary handed to him by Percy doubtfully. He sat down after reading a few lines and took out his magic notebook from his bracelet, as well as several large books he had brought back from Beauxbatons.

In the field of magic research, his memory has become very solid since he fully mastered the art of brain occlumency. After he practiced this spell to the sixth level, it became like a sophisticated machine, a fully digital library.

No matter what kind of knowledge there is or what ideas are recorded in a book, he can remember most of it, even if he doesn't remember it every time he sees it.

It only took him a few minutes to find the previous research related to this issue and the traces of his own thinking.

He couldn't help but praise: "This is really an unprecedented achievement. Although it is still immature, it has indeed found the right direction. I guess many of you have tried it in advance, right? Tell us about the results."

"Yes, Professor. I practiced it here this evening. The efficiency is about 50% higher than the original version, and the consumption is only one-third to one-quarter. It depends on the condition and proficiency. I am not very proficient now. It may be better if I can fully master it."

Cedric couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Thanks to Percy and Hermione, they found a lot of valuable reference materials."

Listening to his story, the young wizards who came to the round table one after another turned their eyes to Percy and Hermione who were sitting on both sides of Lynn, and the whispers did not subside until everyone sat down.

Except for a few newcomers who were recruited this year, most of them have some knowledge of this ancient flying magic, but they only have a superficial understanding because it is too difficult and almost completely beyond the level that students should have.

"I didn't expect you guys could actually do it." Doris raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Professor, can we learn it? I've long wanted to try real flying, not riding a broom."

"I think... this question should be explained to you by the inventor of the spell himself. Percy?" Lynn was about to speak when he suddenly realized something. He changed the subject and took a step back, exposing the enthusiastic student union president to everyone's sight.

This surprised Percy a little, but he had long since gotten used to being the center of attention. He cleared his throat with a reserved look, nodded slightly in Doris' direction, and said slowly, "The purpose of our spell improvements is to allow more people to learn it. Judging from the current results, the difficulty of this spell has been reduced to the NEWTs level, and it is worth a try for most of the people present."

What he said was true. After all, flying was a magic that used oneself as a medium. Even though it had been simplified to a considerable degree, there must still be a high threshold.

Although most of the twenty or so members of the Stargazer Club were sixth graders and below, at least in the field of ancient magic, most of them already had NEWTs, enough to practice this spell - except for the few new fourth and fifth graders who had joined.

Under the interested eyes of his companions, Percy drew out his wand and without even casting a spell, he heard the sound of wind.

A slight rustling sound was suddenly heard in the quiet classroom, and then the stationery on the desk floated up gently, followed by the empty chairs, and finally it was Percy's turn.

The airflow seemed to be flowing slowly on the surface of his body, but it was actually flowing rapidly. From time to time, a small amount of it would be sprayed around, adjusting its direction and altitude. Even though it looked a little strenuous, he was still floating steadily in the air, about one meter above the ground.

"Forgive me, my spellcasting skills are not as good as Cedric's." His face was flushed from trying so hard to drive magic, but his voice was still steady. "I demonstrated the first step, to ensure that we can float stably in the air, relying on the flow of air rather than suspension. Cedric, please start demonstrating real flight."

Cedric lowered his head humbly, quickly left his seat and walked to Percy, smiled and bowed, and performed magic that was exactly the same as Percy's, but of a higher level than the main creator.

In just a moment, the tall body seemed to have a pair of invisible wings - just like when Lin En performed it in the Magic Congress, but it seemed lighter and more ethereal. It then took off into the air and shuttled around the Room of Requirement, which was six or seven meters high.

He attracted everyone's attention, with envy, yearning and surprise.

Since ancient times, humans who have walked on the earth have had dreams and pursuits for the sky.

Muggles use tools, wizards rely on magic, but the goal of conquering the sky and gravity is the same.

Over the thousands of years, there were countless wizards like Herbo who barely succeeded or even failed in the end. Even Voldemort only tried his best with the help of the powerful force of black magic and at all costs. Despite this, only a very few people could master his skills, not even Bellatrix, who was at the core and one of the strongest players.

Lynn studied Percy, his eyes filled with relief.

He is not a super genius favored by magic, but he can accomplish many things that even geniuses find difficult to accomplish.

This is actually much more valuable than talent itself.

"Today we will discuss this spell. Percy, you will be responsible for giving the main lecture to everyone, and you must be more detailed. Hermione, you will be ready to provide additional explanations at any time, according to your division of labor. I am also your student today."

"Okay, Professor!"

Percy fell back to the ground with a flushed face.

Chapter 351 Collection

In the early morning of the next day, a sudden heavy rain extinguished the coming summer atmosphere. When the little wizards woke up from their sleep, the whole world they saw through the window had become gray.

The temperature dropped suddenly, the castle became damp and cold, and even the forbidden forest not far away was shrouded in mist and could not be seen clearly.

Soon, people who had bad sleeping habits caught a cold. Madam Pomfrey's school hospital was overcrowded in the morning, and the common room was full of unfortunate people with smoking ears and low spirits.

Gryffindor, known for their dishonesty, was the hardest hit. There were more than a dozen students who took leave and did not go to class, and the majority of the patients were those who insisted on attending despite being sick.

After all, the final exams are approaching, and no one wants to have a hard time with grades.

At noon, Percy lazily leaned back and forth in his armchair, swaying aimlessly, looking listless.

He is not sick, but he is lazier than a patient.

With the completion of the development of the magic named [Air Control Spell], the obsession that had been lingering in my heart also quietly dissipated for the most part.

The diligent Hermione and Cedric were ready to research new magic, but he had no intention of participating.

The "Last Dance" of my school days was exciting enough and needed no further footnotes.

As he was about to graduate, he experienced for the first time what it felt like to be lazy and rest - it was like his mind was completely empty and his whole body was filled with indescribable relaxation and comfort.

Many people saw this tireless student union president acting like this for the first time. After all, he used to be a tough guy who would not be late for studying in the library even if he had a high fever.

Even his brothers, Fred and George, who had just been scolded by Professor McGonagall in the Transfiguration class, rubbed their eyes hard as if they had seen a ghost.

"Percy, is there something wrong with you?" Fred spoke before George could.

George followed closely: "Like being possessed by some bad thing or something?"

The two brothers' words were particularly disappointing and made Percy, who was enjoying his leisure time, very impatient.

He glanced at the duo of poor students with disdain, then closed his eyelids as if they weighed a thousand pounds and continued to doze off.

"I don't want to bother with you guys today, go and have fun."

"You must not be Percy!"

Fred and George said in unison.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"Do you believe me? I'll write to my mother and tell her that the two of you may not get ten certificates together?"

"!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the twins who had been so aggressive just now immediately turned into eggplants hit by frost and shrank back in shame.

Just as they were about to hide in the dormitory, Percy said as if he had eyes on the back of his head:

"stop."

"…What else do you want?"

"Take it."

A huge silver-white metal ball flew out of the air like a flying Bludger, and then stopped steadily in front of Fred's nose.

"Alas!"

The devil Fred was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost fell to the ground. It took him a while to recover.

George was also startled, but he didn't care about his brother. He grabbed the floating cannon that was parked in place, his eyes shining.

"This is... bigger than the two we have! Where did you get this good thing? Special supply for your assistant?"

"It's a reference item for researching new magic. The professor used to use the floating cannon. Now he gave it to me. You can use it."

Percy said lazily, "I know you two like to play with this thing, so use it sparingly this time. Also, stop tinkering with those fancy alchemical tricks and do something serious."

After hearing the first half of Percy's words, the two brothers' expressions suddenly changed from seeing a ghost to full of reverence as if they had seen an angel shrouded in holy light.

As for the second half of the sentence, those who are good at letting it go in one ear and out the other will of course choose to filter it out as soon as possible.

Ideas for alchemy and magic tricks popped up in their active heads like mushrooms after rain. It was like a blessing in disguise for the two brothers, who had been troubled by the lack of experimental materials for many days.

These were not the usual small rewards, nor were they the abandoned special editions, but real masterpieces, treasures that Lin En did not have much in stock.

Seven runes that are far superior to the ordinary ones, permanent transformation without any hindrance, and a new type of magic metal with strong repair ability. For the Weasley twins who are extremely good at hands-on work, this is an absolute treasure trove.

If they didn't know that it was difficult to skip Snape's class, they would have studied in the dormitory until midnight.

"I will never call you a boring good student again."

"And I won't tell you anymore that you are a boring bureaucrat in the future."

Before getting beaten, the two brothers showed some tricks one last time and disappeared down the stairs, running as fast as they could.

"…these two boys."

Without even opening his eyes, Percy raised the corners of his mouth slightly and changed into a more comfortable posture, enjoying the long-lost leisure and tranquility in the rainy afternoon.

Not long after, Ginny and Ron came back from outside covered in mud. In some ways, the two siblings, plus Harry, a non-staff member of the Weasley family, might be more difficult to deal with than Fred and George, who were full of tricks.

But this is also the happy trouble of being a brother.

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Meanwhile, in the Charms office.

"This is a great result, Lynn. You always surprise us without anyone noticing!"

Sitting on a specially made high stool, Flitwick expressed his admiration and satisfaction without reservation, "This magic is even more innovative than the magic of the goblins, and it's not too difficult, except that there is no spell which may cause some trouble."

"This is not my credit, Filius." Lynn smiled and shook his head, "Someone else created this magic."

"Huh? Not you?" Flitwick looked at him in surprise. "Could it be Euphemia? This is not her style, although there are a few places that look similar."

"You're right. This is definitely not her style, and she also helped during the research process." Lin En complimented her appropriately. "It may surprise you a little, but this magic was developed by several students together."

“…This is not just a little bit.”

Flitwick slapped his forehead hard.

"Who has such an idea? I even want to keep this student to teach Charms."

"It's not a student, but a group. You must be familiar with their names." Lynn said with a smile, "It's a pity that your wish may not be fulfilled because the person leading them is Percy Weasley, who wants to go into politics."

"Percy Weasley? That really surprises me."

"I thought so at first, but it turns out that his ability is higher than his talent shows - he is not only a good student who is good at taking exams, but also capable of completing almost all complex and difficult tasks."

"I agree," said Flitwick. "While it is true that some of the most difficult spells require more than hard work, I appreciate students who learn this. Can I include this spell in my advanced classes and in my Charms Club?"

"Of course, that's exactly what I hope for." Lin En nodded with a smile, "I think this is the most appropriate way to deal with it, and I think it should appear in academic journals so that more people can know about this magic and these young people."

"You're always so thoughtful, Lynn. I'm beginning to envy Pomona."

"Then please, Filius. Also, maybe we can start a collaborative research around it."

Lynn bowed slightly politely, speaking in a brisk tone with a slightly raised ending, which piqued Flitwick's interest.

Exploring the unknown is a temptation that the dean cannot resist.

Chapter 352: The Magic of Wizards and Goblins

"I'm very happy to study magic with you." Without any hesitation, Flitwick said with a smile, "Until now, I still don't fully understand your alchemical tools. You are such a charming little guy, amazing."

"I think the magic created by Percy and the others will not disappoint you." Lynn opened his palms, and the magic power condensed like a ribbon and flowed like a stream, extremely smoothly.

"After all, this is a magical creation that combines the wisdom of Helpo, Rowena, and many people throughout the ages. I'm afraid its effect will not be as simple as it seems."

"What... did you do? The air has become... thinner than before? And my hand has become heavier."

Flitwick, who has elf blood, is keenly aware of the subtle changes happening around him.

Lynn ended the magic calmly without changing his expression.

"This is the result of my thinking over the past two days. Please give me your guidance on the other two extensions of air manipulation."

"Two other implications?" Flitwick scratched his messy hair, many thoughts flashing through his mind, "You want to use it in the field of dueling magic?!"

As a dueling master who was once famous in Europe, although he has been away from the dueling field for many years, his eyes are still sharp.

The passion that had been dormant in his chest for years awakened again, and the thoughts of the duel champion began to surge for a long time.

"Your vision is indeed very accurate." Lynn complimented him. "This is what I came up with when I was coaching Percy. Since we can manipulate the airflow for our own benefit, why can't we do the opposite and let him restrict our opponent?"

"Restricting the opponent..." The battle-hardened Flitwick became interested, recalling his previous experience and immediately getting into the role. "Breathing is secondary, and it can be solved with the Bubble Head Charm. But if we can use the airflow for our own benefit, then the squeezing just now might be enough..."

"It can be turned into shackles that bind the human body, and it is not as obvious as binding spells and rune magic. It can even be used as a supplement to them - or a hidden backup."

Lynn took over the conversation naturally and smiled at Flitwick, who also realized the magical effects of magic.

"I'm more interested in this magic, Lin." The small but ambitious old professor said excitedly, "When do we start studying it?"

"Anytime, I have prepared many questions, waiting for you, the authority on spells, to answer them for me." Lin En lowered his head modestly and complimented his former teacher.