Inside the Charms classroom, as class time approached, more and more students entered the room.
However, Ravenclaw was the most studious house after all; most of the Little Eagles were waiting quietly, some previewing the textbook content in advance, and occasionally someone spoke in low whispers.
This time, they were sharing the class with Hufflepuff.
Seeing everyone else keeping quiet, those Little Badgers didn’t make a fuss either, sitting obediently in their seats with looks of anticipation for the Charms Class on their faces.
A course at Hogwarts was generally shared by two houses.
The four houses were paired randomly; students only found out which house they would be with for each class through the schedule the day before or on the day itself.
Anyway, according to the school’s official statement, this was to promote connections between the four houses and encourage students to communicate more.
Lucien, however, could not agree with this.
Each house had its own characteristics, and some houses were simply prone to conflict.
Yes, I’m talking about Gryffindor and Slytherin.
Their “communication” often involved verbal sparring, physical collisions, and at its most civilized, pulling out wands for a hearty duel!
It was better for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff; one loved knowledge and the other loved peace.
The atmosphere was quite stable, and their relations with other houses were also decent.
“Huff, huff—” Accompanied by a burst of slightly hurried panting, Terry flopped down next to Lucien.
Lucien glanced at the clock; there were only ten minutes left before class started.
Without needing to be asked, Terry took the initiative to lower his voice and started talking: “Lucien, the stairs in the school are just too strange!
Some move at time intervals, some require you to jump three times on them before they move, some…
And another thing, isn’t the school’s alarm clock a bit too loud?
As soon as the alarm goes off, I sit bolt upright!” Hearing Terry’s complaints, Lucien turned his head away.
“Maybe the school is afraid of students being late for class.” Terry scratched his head: “Is that so?
Then the school is quite concerned about the students?” Ring, ring— The bell for class rang.
Professor Flitwick also arrived in the classroom right on time.
The professor was short in stature and had to stand on a pile of books to reach the lectern.
He took out a register and began to call names in a high-pitched voice.
After finishing the roll call, Flitwick began his introduction: “You may already know me; I am Filius Flitwick, the Dean of Ravenclaw, and also the teacher for first-year Charms Class.
Charms is the most fundamental part of magic.
This course mainly teaches common and practical magic.
For example, the Levitation Charm.” Saying this, Flitwick took out his wand and gave it a tap.
The entire lectern flew into the air, so stable that the items on it didn’t even wobble.
“Or a simple Color-Changing Charm.” The lectern instantly transformed from a solid wood luster to a glittering gold color, immediately catching the eyes of the young wizards.
“Alright, everyone please take up your wand.
Today we will learn the Wand-Lighting Charm.
It’s not difficult; the incantation is Lumos.” Lucien softly recited the incantation: “Lumos.” A soft and steady orb of light appeared at the tip of his wand.
This was one of the simplest Charms; Lucien had mastered it long ago, and it posed no difficulty at all.
With a thought, Lucien slightly adjusted the flow of his magic.
The color of the orb turned from white to blue.
Then, the orb even detached from the wand tip and circled once around the top of his head.
“Mr.
Greenwood, very well done!” Noticing Lucien’s spellcasting, Professor Flitwick walked over quickly.
“This is a variant application of the Lumos Charm.
Three points to Ravenclaw!” Seeing Lucien’s success, many young wizards worked even harder.
Beside him, Terry kept waving his wand, chanting the spell non-stop.
Lucien saw white light emanating from the tip of his wand; it was very bright but only flashed momentarily.
The Wand-Lighting Charm was indeed simple and basic, but as long as the magic output was controlled well, it could also serve other purposes.
For example, instantly increasing the brightness to dazzle an opponent’s eyes.
If he could make the emitted light orb more persistent and bright, and increase the quantity to interfere with the opponent’s vision while taking the opportunity to release other Charms, it would also be a tactic worth trying.
Lucien habitually thought divergently; in his view, simple and basic things actually had more room for development and extension.
Noticing that the orb Terry released was bright enough but still lacked stability, Lucien reminded him in a gentle voice: “Try imagining a candle flame.
Keep the swing of your wand within a distance of half a palm, with a force as if you’re gently lifting an egg.
Don’t be too fast when chanting; just read it out at a normal speaking pace.” Following Lucien’s suggestion, Terry tried it carefully.
“It worked!” Terry’s orb no longer flickered; in fact, compared to the other young wizards who had successfully cast the spell, his orb was even brighter and more stable.
“Thanks, Lucien!
You were spot on!” Terry looked excited, happily waving his wand until he accidentally flashed it at Professor Flitwick, then awkwardly withdrew it.
Seeing Terry complete the Wand-Lighting Charm, the young wizards around him also followed Lucien’s method, and one by one, they all released orbs of light.
Suddenly, this area became the brightest spot in the classroom.
Professor Flitwick, standing not far away, looked at this scene with gratification.
His previous conversation with Professor McGonagall had made Flitwick pay attention to this quite talented young wizard, Lucien.
When Lucien used the variant Lumos Charm, it was actually within Flitwick’s expectations.
But hearing Lucien guide his classmates in such specific detail, a look of genuine surprise appeared in Flitwick’s eyes.
A good way to identify whether knowledge has been mastered is to see if one can explain it clearly to others.
And Lucien had clearly achieved this, and he explained it very well!
Flitwick had seen many students who could be called geniuses, but most of them had a common problem: they could master a magic quickly themselves but simply couldn’t explain clearly how they did it.
Perhaps for most wizards, succeeding in casting the spell themselves was enough.
But Flitwick was a teacher, a master in the field of Charms.
He firmly believed that whether a spell was simple or complex, there were detailed operations that could be replicated.
Being able to break down a skill into its most basic knowledge points and impart them to students—that was what made a qualified teacher.
Lucien could not only master magic himself but also analyze it meticulously and teach his classmates patiently.
In Flitwick’s eyes, this was a truly talented student.
He couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “Perhaps Lucien is also quite suited to be a teacher?” Finally, the first Charms Class ended successfully.
Of course, Professor Flitwick did not forget to award Ravenclaw another two points on the grounds of Lucien helping his classmates.
As the other young wizards swarmed out of the classroom, Lucien came to the lectern: “Professor Flitwick, I have some questions about Charms.
May I ask for your guidance?” Flitwick flashed a smile: “Oh, of course, that’s no problem.
Do you have a class next?” “No, Professor.” Flitwick hopped down from the pile of books and beckoned to Lucien: “Then let’s go to my office to chat.”