The years of welding at Hogwarts

Wandless spellcasting does not mean medium-free spellcasting. Most of the magic in the Harry Potter world requires a medium to withstand and cast.

It essentially involves using a wizard's body part as a wand.

If this is hard to understand, here's a simple example: when a wizard attempts to cast Avada Kedavra wandlessly...

Then, this Avada Kedavra curse will affect the wizard who casts the spell before it affects the enemy, which means that the caster will die first.

Lose everything to hurt the enemy, eh...

If it hits, all enemies will be injured and both will die.

If it misses, then this Avada Kedavra curse will be in vain.

And it also costs the caster his own life.

Simply put, it's given for free.

Even the wizards in Kamar-Taj who can weld with their bare hands are not really doing so with their bare hands. The hanging rings they wear are their magic wands.

As powerful as Ancient One and Doctor Strange are, they cannot be separated from the spellcasting medium. Even if they do not need the ring, they still need to build a magic circle before casting the spell to allow them to bear the power of the magic.

Therefore, before getting a magic wand that could be used normally, the first thing Noah had to do was to find a way to build a magic circle to serve as a medium for casting spells.

Snape's basement, meanwhile

It is also the workshop where Snape brews potions and studies magic.

Looking at the workshop in front of him, where sparks were flying and it looked like a welding workshop, Snape's eyes revealed a hint of strong fear.

It is no wonder that Dumbledore attached so much importance to a little wizard who was ordinary except that he was handsome.

The other party's talent is really too amazing.

In just half a month, Snape witnessed the transformation of the other party from a novice wizard who couldn't even perform simple magic such as the unlocking spell to...

Uh, a slightly more powerful noob wizard.

Without the help of a magic wand, Noah's learning of spells was a complete mess.

However, his "self-created" welding combat magic with flying sparks deeply confused Snape, a senior professor who had been engaged in education for many years.

Because there is no usable magic wand, "creating" another magic system out of nowhere, is this really something a normal human wizard can do?

Even Merlin's reincarnation isn't this outrageous, right?

Chapter 24: The journey starts from Platform 9

A month passed in a flash, and the calendar soon turned to the page of August 31st.

During this long month, Noah still failed to get the normal-sized wand he had longed for from Ollivander.

It's not like he hadn't written to urge the famous British first stick maker to do it.

According to Ollivander's reply, there were some "trivial" problems with the development of his new wand, which he would be able to solve "soon".

Noah didn't believe a single punctuation mark in what the old man said in the letter.

negligible?

Then you better solve it quickly and give me my magic wand!

This means that after Hogwarts starts, Noah will most likely continue to swing his two-meter-long broken wooden stick for quite a long time.

Or do the welding with bare hands.

Fortunately, it wasn’t all bad news during this month.

It only took two days, and by combining the tracking magic of this world, Noah figured out how to use Bucky's hair and blood to locate the super killer.

There's just one problem -

All the letters he wrote to Bucky fell into oblivion, and even the owls that delivered the letters for him never returned.

Noah deduced that those poor round-faced fat chickens might have become the chicken soup in Bucky Barnes' bowl.

……

King's Cross Station.

"I packed some snacks in your box. You can share them with your classmates on the way, but don't scare them with the cockroach pile."

"If you are not used to the food when you get to school, you can go to the kitchen in the basement of the castle. I have already instructed the house elves."

"Be careful when you're outside alone, and tell me if anyone bullies you."

Glancing at Noah who was pushing two carts full of luggage, Snape added with a distorted expression, "Or tell that bastard."

Outside King's Cross Station, Shirley stopped and turned around helplessly, following her old father who was still reminding her of various precautions after going to school:

"Okay, okay, I know everything, Dad. You really don't have to send us off again."

"It's not like we won't see each other again in the future. When I get to Hogwarts, won't it be the same as before?"

Even though they were separated for only eight hours, in Snape's eyes, letting Sydney, who had never traveled far alone, embark on such a long journey alone was no different from a farewell of life and death.

This resulted in Snape, who was usually serious, suddenly turning into a super nagging old woman.

She had no idea how many times she had heard these words of advice as Snape took Shirley and Noah to King's Cross Station.

My ears are almost getting calluses.

"This is different from home. Hogwarts is not what you imagine. All the classmates are so friendly, especially the Gryffindor group..."

"Oh, Dad, don't worry!"

When Shirley heard Snape mention the group of reckless men in Gryffindor again, she quickly interrupted Snape's nagging.

Among the people coming and going around, there might be students from Gryffindor College, or prospective students.

In broad daylight, she spoke ill of Gryffindor so unscrupulously. What if she was sorted into Gryffindor, how would she survive?

Noah on the side also wanted to remind everyone that their headmaster Dumbledore was from Gryffindor. Wasn't it not nice for Snape to complain about Gryffindor like that?

And given Shirley's identity - the feared old bat girl of Hogwarts, or Batgirl for short, who would be so impatient to bully her?

"Sne..."

"Shut up, I'm not talking to you."

Noah's words had barely started when Snape ruthlessly cut them off.

He could only shut his mouth awkwardly and looked up at the sky helplessly, as if there was something extremely interesting in the cloudless sky that attracted his attention.

Since he moved into Snape's house, Snape has treated

His attitude is getting worse day by day.

What can he do?

Snape had made three rules with him before, but how could two people who lived under the same roof and even ate at the same table do as Snape had agreed with him and have no contact or communication with Shirley at all?

In addition, the magical world is secluded and she can't meet her good friends often.

The most they could do was to communicate via owl messages.

If we rely on Owl, how long does it take to communicate once?

After three days, we probably still can't talk as much as Muggles do in three minutes using instant messaging software.

Now that I finally have a friend of the same age who I can interact with every day, it is natural that I want to ask him to talk to me every day, or play wizard chess or something like that.

The ultimate result was that every day Snape looked at Noah as if he was looking at a heinous villain.

The malice in his eyes grew as his friendship with Shirley grew closer.

Noah was worried a lot, fearing that one night he would wake up and find Snape standing at the head of his bed, with his wand against his throat, ready to shoot him with a magical power.

Seeing his old father patiently giving instructions for the umpteenth time, Noah glanced at his watch and couldn't help but give one more reminder.

"I just wanted to say that we're going to miss the train."

"Okay, okay, we should go now. See you at Hogwarts!"

Without waiting for Snape to say anything, Shirley impatiently left her old father, turned around and pushed her stroller, trotting away at a brisk pace.

Looking at his daughter's figure gradually disappearing in the station entrance, Snape felt a sense of loss.

Especially seeing her and Noah talking and laughing, they looked like a pair of childhood sweethearts.

Snape, thinking of some bad past events, suddenly felt his fists harden and his teeth chatter.

Damn it!

……

The platforms at King's Cross Station are numbered on huge plastic signs.

Between the two platforms with the numbers "9" and "10" written on them, a confused family of three is standing.

Large and small bags of luggage were piled next to the brown-haired girl, and the family of three stood in a position that perfectly blocked the entrance to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

The girl held a ticket in her hand, and her eyes moved back and forth between two plastic plates with the platform numbers written on them.

He was secretly holding a magic wand in his hand and muttering something, as if he was casting a spell.

But the door to the magical world she imagined did not open to her.

Nothing strange happened on the platform. There was only a gust of wind, and the whistling sound seemed to be mocking her antics.

"A new student at Hogwarts?"

Just when she was getting a little crazy, a sweet voice like an angel sounded beside her. Following the voice, she turned around and found a girl with eye-catching red hair.

Next to the red-haired girl stood a black-haired boy, who was so handsome that he couldn't be more handsome.

Hermione suddenly remembered that she had seen this particularly good-looking boy in Gringotts just a month ago.

"Didn't you find the entrance to the platform?" Shirley raised the corners of her mouth, revealing two cute little canine teeth. "You just need to walk inside that wall."

Following the direction of Shirley's finger, Hermione saw the platform entrance behind her which was blocked tightly by the three of them, and she couldn't help blushing slightly.

Nodding politely to the Grangers beside her, Shirley walked towards the entrance.

"Come with me."

Hermione rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Looking at the entrance that Shirley passed through, the wall seemed very solid, but she passed through it without any hindrance.

Moreover, the passers-by around did not notice at all that a little girl suddenly disappeared in the train station, right under their noses.

After helping Hermione pack her luggage and stacking it on his trolley, Noah tilted his head towards the wall and said, "Ladies first."

After saying goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Granger, the two of them walked through the entrance one after another and arrived at Platform Nine and Three Quarters where the Hogwarts Express stopped.

A crimson steam locomotive was parked next to a platform packed with passengers.

A sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, 11 o'clock.

Hermione turned her head and looked in the direction she came from, and found that the original entrance had become a wrought iron archway with the words "Platform 9" written on it.

Thick white smoke from the steam locomotive's front end swirled above the chattering crowd, and cats of all colors darted around under people's feet.

Amid the buzz of the crowd and the noise of dragging heavy luggage, the owls in the cages also chirped shrilly in response.

The first few carriages of the train were already packed with students. Some of them were leaning out of the windows to say goodbye to their families, while others were playing around in their seats.

Dragging a pile of cumbersome luggage, Noah struggled to squeeze through the crowd and took the two girls to find a compartment near the rear of the car where no students had yet moved in.

Standing at the door of the compartment, Noah took the heavy suitcases handed to him by Shirley one by one and carried them to

On the luggage rack above the rear seats.

"Thank you for your hard work," Shirley said as if by magic, pulling out a cockroach with barbed legs that was still hopping from her pocket, "Want some candy?"

Looking at the pile of cockroaches that were almost about to hit his mouth, Noah's hands shook and he almost couldn't hold the suitcase in his hands.

"You should keep this for yourself."

Hermione, whose eyes had been fixed on Noah's back, came to her senses and saw clearly what the small black thing in Shirley's hand was.

"what!"

Noah was not frightened by the pile of cockroaches, but was frightened by Hermione's sharp scream.

Fortunately, the last suitcase has been placed on the luggage rack.

Otherwise, he would have to randomly select a lucky audience member from the two girls next to him to experience what it feels like to be hit on the head by a 30-pound suitcase.