“Professor, is there a spell that can reinforce an object to prevent accidental damage?” After entering the classroom, John and Professor Flitwick casually sat down at a row of desks.
Then John curiously asked his question.
“Oh, reinforcement, preventing accidental damage…” “You want to protect something from being damaged, correct?” “There currently isn’t such a spell.
Or rather, it’s more accurate to say that nobody is willing to develop one.” After hearing John’s question, Professor Flitwick thought for a moment before answering.
Before John could ask why nobody had developed such a spell, Professor Flitwick continued, “Because there is already a much more convenient spell, the Mending Charm.” As he spoke, Professor Flitwick immediately demonstrated it.
With a flick of his wand, a book flew from a nearby shelf.
The next instant, Professor Flitwick cast a red spell at it, slicing it apart with Diffindo and scattering it into countless scraps of paper.
“Watch carefully.
Reparo.” As Professor Flitwick spoke the incantation, the scattered paper scraps seemed to reverse through time, flying back together and restoring themselves perfectly without the slightest sign of damage.
John’s eyes immediately lit up.
“Professor, I want to learn that!” Seeing John’s admiring expression, Professor Flitwick chuckled happily.
“Of course you may.
Although it is not part of your current curriculum, I believe your talent will certainly allow you to learn it.” However, Professor Flitwick did not immediately have John attempt to repair the scattered book.
Instead, he simply took out a sheet of paper, tore it neatly in half, and placed it in front of John.
“First, point your wand at the target and draw a circle.
Then lightly tap the object and say the incantation: Reparo.” “The more complicated the damage, the more difficult this spell becomes, and the more magic and concentration it requires.” John nodded and followed Professor Flitwick’s instructions, first practicing the pronunciation and wand movement several times.
After practicing, he pointed his wand at the torn paper.
“Reparo.” As he cast the spell, John once again felt the flow of magic inside his body and grasped that familiar sensation.
Magic flowed from the tip of his wand and wrapped around the two torn halves of paper.
In the next moment, the two pieces automatically rejoined.
Professor Flitwick immediately picked up the paper and inspected it.
“Excellent, Merrick.
You truly are very talented.” “With continued practice, you will completely master this spell and be able to repair nearly anything you wish.” “Of course, I must warn you of one thing.
This spell cannot repair certain advanced magical objects.” Professor Flitwick looked extremely pleased by John’s success.
Students who learned this quickly were genuinely rare.
At the same time, he continued explaining more about the Mending Charm.
“Then, Professor Flitwick, how do wizards usually protect advanced magical objects that cannot be repaired?” Learning the spell so quickly greatly increased John’s interest, and he immediately continued asking questions.
“Magical items are themselves collections of magic.
Most ordinary spells have little effect on them.” “Unless your magic is exceptionally powerful, it is very difficult to affect magical objects directly.” “Ordinary wizards cannot achieve that, so most simply use Shield Charms to protect magical items and prevent them from being damaged by outside forces.” “More advanced wizards may use certain powerful spells to conceal objects entirely.
But you do not need to learn about those yet.
You have only just entered the Wizarding World, so there is no need to rush.” John nodded.
He also understood the importance of taking things one step at a time.
Today had been incredibly rewarding.
He had learned two spells, received a Transfiguration diary, and gained more knowledge about the Wizarding World.
John felt extremely satisfied.
Then he suddenly remembered the thought he had last night and quickly asked another question.
“Oh right, Professor, I have one more question.” “If I learn the Scouring Charm, does that mean I won’t need to bathe anymore?” Professor Flitwick: “…” Afterward, John successfully learned the Scouring Charm.
Just like the Mending Charm, he mastered it almost instantly.
However, he was still disappointed after discovering that the Scouring Charm still involved washing with water instead of making someone instantly clean.
In other words, he still had to take off his clothes to bathe.
The only difference was changing from washing by hand to magical automatic cleaning.
At that point, he might as well wash normally himself.
What if the magic was too strong and injured his precious little brother?
…
At lunchtime, John returned to the Great Hall.
Ryan and Ethan had originally thought Professor McGonagall had kept John behind to do chores as well.
John simply explained that Professor McGonagall had given him some private instruction, without mentioning the diary.
It was not because he was unwilling to share.
Rather, the diary was Professor McGonagall’s personal notebook, and showing it to others without her permission would be inappropriate.
Besides, if Ryan and Ethan truly wanted to learn, they could always seek guidance from professors or outstanding upper-year students themselves.
After lunch, John returned to the dormitory for his usual afternoon nap.
Ryan and Ethan, however, were too excited about the afternoon Flying lesson to rest, so John headed back alone.
Flying lessons were probably the magical equivalent of physical education classes from his previous life.
They always made children excited.
As John walked back toward the dormitory, he once again saw the flat-faced orange cat from before.
Just like the first time, it was chasing a rat.
A mighty cat indeed.
Any cat capable of catching mice was a mighty cat.
John did not recognize that this was the same rat as before.
To him, all mice and rats looked more or less identical.
When the rat noticed John blocking its path, it immediately changed direction and tried to run around him.
But how could John let it escape?
In three quick steps, he stomped directly on the rat.
The rat immediately let out a string of sharp squeaks and began struggling violently.
“Kitty cat, I caught the rat for you this time.
Aren’t you going to thank me?” Seeing the rat pinned beneath John’s foot, the orange cat slowed down, walked over, sniffed at it, bit the rat on the backside, then pawed lightly at John’s shoe.
It seemed to be signaling for him to move his foot.
John slowly lifted his foot.
The rat struggled even harder, but Crookshanks firmly pinned it down.
With a series of lightning-fast swats, the cat battered the rat until it looked completely dazed.
Just as John was watching with interest, a male and female student suddenly came running around the corner.
It was Ron and Hermione, whom he had seen arguing outside the Great Hall that morning.
“Scabbers!” “Let go of Scabbers!!” The moment Ron saw the scene, he rushed over furiously, kicked Crookshanks away, and scooped up the battered rat protectively.
“Oh no, Scabbers, what happened to you?
Don’t die.” Ron held the rat in his hands, muttering anxiously.
At first, when John saw Ron kick Crookshanks, he had wanted to yell at him.
But after seeing Ron’s reaction, John’s brain briefly stopped working.
Could this rat actually be his pet?
Damn, then he had almost killed someone’s pet just now…