"This is your first class at Hogwarts. I am Filius Flitwick, Head of Ravenclaw and Professor of Charms." Professor Flitwick jumped on the desk, and everyone was now
All the students in the class can see him.
"I know that some of you students have not been exposed to magic before. This is not important. Your magic has not yet matured. The lead of individual children is not enough to prove anything."
"Follow the pace of my classes and you will learn a lot of profound knowledge and have a clearer understanding of the magical world."
In the first class, Professor Flitwick did not teach the students any spells, but just asked them to wave their wands over and over again. According to him, the elements for casting spells are correct chanting, accurate wand movements and concentration.
To become an excellent spell user, these three basic skills must be mastered.
The bell rang, and Flitwick finally stopped them. Joel shook his arms to stretch his sore muscles.
He left the twelve new students in Ravenclaw behind, and the little Hufflepuff badgers left the classroom chattering, eager to return to the warm common room to catch up on their sleep.
Professor Flitwick left the podium and closed the door of the Charms classroom. The Gryffindor students had just finished a Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. They were energetic and noisy and playing in the corridor. After closing the door, the sound was immediately blocked.
Come.
"Classmates," he said with a smile, "did Caitlin tell you last night that she would put the Ravenclaw emblem on the standard robes?"
The freshmen in the audience nodded.
"I said that students who can complete this task within a week can get a small reward..." Professor Flitwick pulled out seven volumes of books from the small bag he carried with him. Several freshmen's eyes widened.
The small bag seemed extremely small in Professor Flitwick's hands, but he could pull out seven thick volumes from it.
But Joel knew the secret - the Invisible Stretch Charm, and Hermione also had a beaded bag in the original book.
""Chadwick's Magic", this is the spells textbook of Ilvermorny School in North America, a total of seven volumes."
Professor Flitwick shook the book in his hand, "Every student who completes the task can get a set from me. The author Chadwick Butt - he is also the founder of Ilvermorny School, at the end of each volume
There is also his signature on the title page."
The faces of the freshmen in the audience showed eagerness. Ravenclaws' thirst for unknown knowledge is deeply rooted in their bones. In other words, it is because of their strong thirst for knowledge that they were sorted into Ravenclaw House.
Joel looked at the thick volume in Professor Flitwick's hand, and his covetous feeling grew stronger.
This thing...should be worth a lot of money, right?
But can the money sold be recharged into the system?
He still remembered that the system had said before that ‘gifts and unfair transactions that are not recognized by the system will not be recognized’.
'The system determines that the task reward is not a gift. This task is difficult and the reward is within the matching category.'
The female voice of the system appeared again, which made Joel even more excited.
Professor Flitwick saw the reactions of the students in the audience and nodded with satisfaction.
"You need to use the Sticking Charm. The spell is on page 79 of "Standard Spells, Level 1". The wand swinging movements and chanting spells are all written on it." Professor Flitwick put the book back, "Go back and practice more.
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The course ended here. On the first day of school, there was only one Charms class in Ravenclaw House. Professor Flitwick did not assign other homework. Many freshmen planned to go back to the dormitory to catch up on some sleep.
Joel also returned to the dormitory, leaned on the bedside and called out the system panel, clicked on the "Charms" column, and found that the content was very different from the transfiguration he had seen before.
The progress bar of Transfiguration is divided according to magical abilities, such as Animagus, Summoning and Disappearance, but the progress bar of Conjuration is densely packed, ranging from levitating spells to confusion spells.
After a lot of effort, he finally found the spell "Paste Curse". When he saw 0/10 written on the progress bar, he felt a little happy.
It’s only 10 galleons, so you can’t buy it and you won’t be deceived.
Where can I find such cheap stuff?
He still has 7 Galleons, 7 Sickles, and 7 Nats on hand. In other words, as long as he earns 3 Galleons within a week, he can spend money to learn the Sticking Spell, get seven volumes of autographed books, and sell them to get them.
With the first start-up capital, the profits are compounded, and the profits are compounded. I learn all the magic spells, marry Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life, with strength comparable to Dumbledore and Voldemort...
Joel's eyes focused on the description column of the Sticking Spell: This spell is actively cast and requires the use of magic power to fix one object to another.
Need to use magic?
magic?
I have a magic hammer!
Joel kicked off the quilt, and then lay down on the bed dejectedly, with a look of despair on his face.
Eddie was lying on the bed, fast asleep; Sergey did not go back to the dormitory with them, so the bed was empty; and Alan was looking at the instructions for using the sticking spell.
Hearing the dull sound of Joel kicking the quilt, Allen turned around and saw Joel's expression of worry. He knew that Joel must be in some trouble.
"Joel what's wrong with you?"
Joel said feebly: "It's nothing, I'm just a little upset."
He felt that life was so dark, and the system gave him hope, and then smashed the bubble of hope with a hammer, splashing water on his face.
If you want to use the sticking spell, you must earn 3,500 galleons. How can one week be enough?
Seeing the first bucket of start-up capital leave him just like this, Joel felt unwilling.
Joel felt a little depressed all morning, but he regained his composure during lunch.
Previously, I had subconsciously taken Professor Flitwick's reward as my own, and once something changed, I would suffer a psychological imbalance.
Now think about it, if you miss it, you’ve missed it. It’s just a set of books. What’s the big deal?
That's right, it's just a little money, he doesn't care.
"Have you heard, Joel?" Eddie suddenly jumped over, holding a plate of fried chicken drumsticks in his hand and one in his mouth, speaking inarticulately.
"What did you hear?" Joel looked at him sitting next to him, putting down a plate of fried chicken legs, "Where did you get the chicken legs?"
He just sat here but didn't notice this dish on the long table.
"Hufflepuff," Eddie said as he took out the chicken bones. The crispy chicken legs were crunchy and the skin was tender, which made people quite appetizing. "I have heard that the food in their college is really delicious."
"The topic has gone sideways. I want to tell you... Professor Flitwick's reward is worth two hundred gold galleons!" Eddie's eyes shot out twice when he said this.
"Senior Penelo Crevat, who is in fourth grade, told me that she got this award at that time!"
After hearing this, Joel felt a sudden pain in his heart, and the two hundred gold galleons turned into a heavy hammer and hit his heart.