#67 - Chapter 67: Wingardium Leviosa
Just after sending Harry back to his bedroom, Mia pointed her wand at Harry's room and cast a Silencing Charm.
She turned her head, glared fiercely at Sebastian, then reached out her right hand and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, twisting hard.
"I kept winking at you, kept giving you signals, the wrinkles on my face are all from straining, how could you act like you didn't see anything?!"
"You told Harry everything, how old is he! Are these things he should know now?"
"And you want him to take revenge? To face Voldemort head-on?"
"Isn't this just like the Journey to the West plot you told me about, where Ben Bo Ba and Ba Bo Ben go to capture Tang Sanzang and his disciples!"
"You got it wrong, it's Ba Bo Ben..." Sebastian carefully corrected.
"Is this about the name?!"
Mia's voice rose eight decibels, and looking at Sebastian's unreliable appearance, she gritted her teeth and twisted him hard again with her right hand.
"He's still a child, do you think he can defeat Voldemort after a few years of training?"
"You want him to do something Dumbledore couldn't do? Are you crazy!"
As if still not appeased, Mia picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Sebastian a couple of times.
"Okay, okay," Sebastian hugged Mia and patted her back to comfort her.
"My fault, my fault, I made you wink at a blind man, listen to my explanation first."
Sebastian's voice was gentle, hugging Mia and swaying her gently, like coaxing a child, earnestly persuading her.
"Isn't this giving Harry a motivation to work hard?"
"You also know what the atmosphere at Hogwarts is like, I'm afraid he'll lose interest in studying as soon as he gets to school."
"Besides, it's always good to work hard to improve his strength."
"I didn't expect him to be able to do anything to the Dark Lord anyway."
"I just hope that he will have the ability to confront those Death Eaters when the time comes. At the very least, he shouldn't be easily captured."
"Even if he can't beat them, he has to be able to run away."
Mia's tense back slowly softened, she leaned her head on Sebastian's shoulder, and sobbed softly.
"I just feel sorry for Harry, he's so young, but he has to bear such a heavy fate."
"You have to teach him well, don't hold anything back, do you hear!"
She raised her head, looking at Sebastian with teary eyes, then reached out her right hand and gently rubbed the area she had just twisted.
"Does it hurt? I apologize to you, I was just a little anxious."
Sebastian wiped away the tears on Mia's face with a look of doting, and then patted his chest hard.
"Don't worry, I'm made of iron! It's nothing."
"You go back to sleep first, I'll think about tomorrow's teaching content."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Sebastian immediately began to grimace.
It hurts, it hurts!
Hiss...
It's all purple!
He took out the potion, applied it to the wound, and glared hatefully in the direction of Harry's room.
Good for you, Potter.
You've only just arrived and you've already injured me so badly.
Tomorrow, I'll definitely train you hard!
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Early the next morning, Harry followed Sebastian to his study.
"Mia's work at St. Mungo's Hospital is very busy, she won't be home during the day, so she can't be with you."
"So, let's start learning! During the learning process, you can call me Professor Swann."
Harry immediately raised his hand, looking like a curious baby.
"Professor Swann, I have a question."
He picked up his wand and showed it to Sebastian.
"Do wizards have to use wands? When I was at my aunt's house, I didn't have a wand, but I still did a lot of incredible things."
"Once, my aunt forced me to wear a dress I didn't like, and that dress quickly shrunk, becoming impossible for anyone to wear."
"Also," Harry touched his hair and smiled embarrassedly, "Maybe because I've always wanted to cover the scar on my forehead with my hair, my hair grows very fast."
"Many times I go to the barber shop one day, and the next day my hair has grown back."
"So, I was wondering, why use a wand? Isn't it more convenient without a wand?"
He has a lot of ideas.
He knows to ask why when things happen.
And this question is quite profound.
That's right!
A child who has suddenly come into contact with the magical world should have a hundred thousand whys in his head.
Speaking of which, Harry in the original story was also very fond of learning when he first entered school, and he would take notes diligently in class.
It's just that he's been with Ron every day, and he's slowly become less hardworking.
"Good question," Sebastian nodded with a smile, "For powerful wizards, it is indeed possible to do wandless magic, like this."
He snapped his fingers smartly, and a bottle of Coke flew over like an arrow, landing steadily on the table in front of the two of them.
"Although this is very convenient, with a wand, I can more easily control the power of the spell and make more precise operations."
"However, a young wizard's magic is very unstable, and you can't always do what you want to do."
"And when you're two years older, your magic becomes stronger. If you can't stably control the output of magic, it's easy to be dangerous."
Sebastian pointed to the wand in Harry's hand.
"At this time, the wand is very important. Through it, we can stably release magic."
"This way, we can safely release the spell."
"Therefore, for young wizards who have just come into contact with magic, and even adult wizards, wands are essential."
"Without a wand, many wizards can't even use a single spell."
"So, you must protect your wand, this is the foundation for us wizards to save our lives."
Sebastian opened the Coke and took a big gulp.
"Harry, the release of a spell is inseparable from three points: the hand gesture of the spell, the incantation of the spell, and our magic."
"So, we need to figure out what magic is first."
What is magic?
Harry shook his head, he couldn't figure it out: "I haven't read the books yet... I don't know the definition in the books."
"Haha, the concepts in the books are too abstract, even if you read them, you probably won't understand."
"Don't worry, I'll take you to experience it yourself, there's a particularly suitable spell here—the Levitation Charm."
"Its incantation is 'Wingardium Leviosa', pay attention to my wand, a flick and a swish."
As he spoke, the feather in front of the two of them floated gently under Sebastian's command.
"The incantation must be clear, otherwise it is easy to cause unpredictable dangers."
Hearing Sebastian's instructions, Harry quickly repeated the pronunciation of the incantation several times, then stretched out his wand and used the spell on the feather in front of him.
Once,
Twice,
Three times......
The feather was still lying quietly on the table, motionless, as if mocking Harry's incompetence.
Harry recalled Sebastian's movements, trying hard to reproduce them.
He became more and more anxious, and the wand in his hand danced faster and faster.
Hearing the sound of Harry waving his wand, Sebastian knew what was happening, and he reached out to stop Harry.
"Harry, you don't have to completely imitate my movements, it's actually very simple, a flick and a swish."
"Don't be impatient, impatience is a big taboo when learning!"
"Also, remember what I'm about to say."
"Magic is the power of making things happen, it is the power of belief!"
"You must firmly believe that the spell you cast will succeed, don't doubt yourself."
Sebastian smiled, his voice was very firm, with a power that made people believe in him.
"Come on, take a deep breath, relax, wave your wand naturally, and believe you will succeed."
Harry closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and waited until his mind slowly calmed down before he opened his eyes and looked at the feather in front of him with a firm gaze.
His arm moved gently, using the strength of his wrist to drive the wand.
A flick, a swish.
"Wingardium Leviosa."
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