Hogwarts: This Wizard Is Not Scientific

Ring ring ring——

Hearing the alarm clock ringing, Andy stood up from the bed. After a moment of confusion, Andy yawned and waved his magic wand to fold the quilt automatically.

Get dressed, wash up, and wake up your roommate.

After finishing the three things he had to do every morning, Andy looked in the mirror and walked out of the dormitory in a daze.

"Good morning, Andy." Hermione had gotten up early and was sitting on the sofa in the lounge, reading her second-year textbook.

"Morning!"

Andy greeted sleepily, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Not bad!" Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked really energetic.

"Going to the auditorium?" Andy asked.

"I just met Cho."

Hermione said, "She went back to the dormitory to get a book. You should be very interested in Chinese magic books, right?"

Speaking of this, Andy is no longer sleepy.

"Of course!" Andy said excitedly.

After waiting in the lounge for a while, Zhang Qiu came out of the girls' dormitory holding a pile of books.

"Good morning, Andy."

Zhang Qiu greeted him and put the book on the coffee table with a thump. "These are the magic books from China, but they are only the most basic books."

Andy said with satisfaction: "These are enough."

Hermione looked at Andy and asked, "Andy, how is your Chinese study going?"

"Not bad! What's wrong?" Andy said.

Hermione said a little embarrassedly: "Um...can you please help me translate these books?"

"No problem!" Andy confidently made an 'OK' gesture.

Andy picked up a book at random and turned to the first page while repeating to himself, "This is not classical Chinese, not classical Chinese, not classical Chinese,"

"call--"

Andy breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew it. What era is this? Even in China, it’s impossible to write books in classical Chinese, right?

After all, it is sold in bookstores.

This book is a basic introduction to Chinese magic and is an entry-level textbook. The text is in simplified Chinese, which Andy is familiar with and can understand.

"Great! Here I come, Chinese magic world!" Andy was a little excited.

Chapter 158 Malfoy has the potential to be a MT

Hermione came over to take a look, then said in distress, "I don't understand it at all."

Andy asked as he read a book, "What class is today?"

"Didn't you check your schedule? It's on your bedside table."

Hermione complained, then said, "Today is Wednesday, and we only have one Herbology class in the morning, which is the second class. There is also a Herbology class in the afternoon, and an Astronomy class in the evening."

Sounds pretty good.

As he spoke, Andy had almost finished reading the first chapter.

Judging from this book, Chinese magic (spells) are not much different from the magic in Europe. If there is any difference, it is probably just the difference in the spells!

Chinese magic is naturally performed in Chinese.

"Speaking of which, there seems to be no difference in the form of magic in different countries, but the spells used to cast the magic are different."

Andy thought to himself, "France, Germany... they all use their own language as a spell to cast a spell."

Andy took out his magic wand and waved it gently, and a ball of milky white light appeared at the tip of the wand.

"Luminescent Charm?"

Hermione looked at Andy in surprise, "How come...is this Chinese magic? It looks no different from the Luminescent Charm."

"Magic is essentially idealistic," said Andy.

On this point, Andy, who has mastered silent casting, has a lot to say.

The spells and gestures used when casting spells can only play an auxiliary role.

Real spellcasting is actually the communication between the mind and magic power.

Just like Andy now.

Ever since the Patronus Charm had mutated, Andy's silent casting had improved rapidly.

For those magics that Andy is proficient in, he only needs to tell his magic power "what I want to do", and the magic power will automatically cast the spell according to Andy's wishes.

Zhang Qiu looked at Andy with some admiration, "During the summer vacation, I also tried to learn magic from China. Maybe it's because the spells are different, so it's a bit difficult to learn."

Andy closed the book and said, "I'll put these books back in the dormitory first. We can come back and read them after we finish breakfast!"

Zhang Qiu said helplessly, "It's you guys, but not me. We have a lot more courses in the third grade, and we have four classes today."

"correct."

Andy suddenly asked, "Qiu, are there any students in your third grade who choose all elective courses?"

Zhang Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't know. I can ask for you. But I don't think so. Many of my classes have conflicting schedules."

Andy's eyes flickered.

How did Percy Weasley complete thirteen subjects?

All by self-study?

Andy picked up the magic book and walked towards the dormitory, thinking to himself: "Is there some way to finish all the courses?"

This is the magical world, and nothing seems impossible.

"Next semester...why don't you choose all the electives and give it a try?"

Andy thought to himself, "If that doesn't work, I can just cancel a few more classes."

After Andy came out of the dormitory, the three of them walked towards the auditorium together.

While eating breakfast, there was a sudden sound of whirring outside the auditorium.

Andy looked up and saw a large group of owls flying in from outside the castle, delivering letters and items to the long tables of the four major colleges.

Andy also received a letter and today's newspaper.

He picked up the newspaper and flipped through it.

Today's headline is about a flying car.

According to the Daily Prophet, several Muggles witnessed the incident, and the reporter who wrote the report said in an extremely exaggerated way that the wizarding world was almost exposed.

This should be the power of gold galleons!

Andy saw the shadow of Lucius Malfoy in this report.

Pupupu——

After all the owls flew away, an old owl flapped its wings vigorously and stubbornly threw a letter in front of Ron, then it dived into the soup bowl on the table with a 'bang'.

"Look, Ron received a Howler!" A young Gryffindor wizard stretched his neck and shouted.

Everyone in the hall focused their attention on Ron in an instant.

Harry swallowed and looked at Ron in horror. Ron's expression was equally ugly, and he even looked like he was about to cry.

"Gudong!"

Ron opened the envelope with shaking fingers.

Andy watched with interest.

It's the first time Andy has seen a roaring letter.

If it's fun, I can send it to Dumbledore later, or to Fudge...?

Ron had just torn a small hole in the envelope when the letter began to move on its own - the envelope folded into a big red mouth, and a deafening voice echoed throughout the entire auditorium.

"Ron Weasley—"

"How dare you do such a thing without telling us? Huh? You actually drove that magic car to school without our permission!"

"I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you for this. I'll see how they deal with you. You probably never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out the car was gone..."

Mrs. Weasley's voice was amplified a hundred times by the shouting letter, and the glass in the auditorium was clanging.

Andy shuddered.

Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely must not offend Helen!

Andy couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be publicly annihilated if he received a screaming letter from Helen one day.

Anyway, Harry and Ron were extremely ashamed at the moment. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

What's more, Arthur Weasley might be expelled from the Ministry of Magic because of their involvement.

If someone has a weak mental endurance when faced with this kind of thing, they might even jump off a building.

Only when the roaring letter tore itself into pieces did the deafening roar completely disappear.

There was a brief silence in the hall, and Harry and Ron were a little at a loss.

"Andy."

Hermione grabbed Andy's clothes, "That's..."

"That's a Howler letter!"

Andy explained the purpose of the Howler, and then said with a playful look, "Hermione, what do you say about us anonymously sending a Howler to Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Andy felt a burning desire to die.

This is something Andy has been thinking about for more than a year, but has never dared to do.

Hermione glared at Andy and warned him sternly, "If you dare... I will definitely tell the professor!"

"I'm just talking." Andy laughed.

Hermione stared at Andy, "I'll keep an eye on you."

"Potter, it seems you have done something very conspicuous again."

A mocking voice was heard, and Andy turned around, only to see Malfoy and his two little followers looking at Harry and Ron with mocking expressions.

"Weasley, I guess your father must hate you. He may be forced to lose his job and leave the Ministry of Magic in disgrace."

Andy looked in awe.

Talent!

Every word he says hits the pain points of others, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Malfoy has great potential as a MT.

Chapter 159 Fairy tales are all lies

After breakfast, Andy returned to the Ravenclaw common room to continue reading.

"Ugh!"

Putting down the book, Andy sighed, feeling slightly disappointed.

The books Zhang Qiu brought back were only basic ones, which were not very helpful to Andy.

Moreover, Andy has always fantasized that there might be some breathing exercises in China that could improve magic power or train mental strength.

It’s a pity that fantasy is just fantasy after all.

All wizards in the world are the same. Magical power is innate and can only be improved with age. As for the cultural differences between the East and the West, they are just different names.