Chapter 25 Flying Lessons

Hephis also began to learn the Disillusionment Charm from Theodore, which was extremely difficult.

If Hephis's Transfiguration talent is 10 with the bonus of shadow.

Then the maximum spell talent is 3.

After a week of study, Hephis only mastered the rudiments of the Disillusionment Charm.

You can't move, or you'll be exposed.

In other words, we cannot fully trust him now, otherwise once the shadow is cut, Theodore's will become Hephaest's.

“This should be it!”

Hephis muttered softly as he looked at the portrait of the harpy witch on the fourth floor in front of him.

The portrait of the Harpy Witch is located at a corner on the fourth floor.

Hephis checked all around carefully, and there was no door, not even a crack.

I tried the door-opening spell and the revealing spell, but they were of no use.

"Ma'am, I'm here to join the Transfiguration Club, can you tell me how to get in?"

The harpy witch didn't even look at Hephaestus, but continued to flap her wings, which were not capable of flying at all, trying to reach the apples on the tree.

Hephis complained in his heart: Professor McGonagall is also a riddler, can't I just tell him directly?

It would be great if Hermione were here, she's good at this kind of decryption work.

Hephes once again carefully observed the portrait.

He waved the magic wand in his hand lightly, and a little bird appeared out of thin air, with huge wings that were disproportionate to its body.

The bird flapped its wings and flew into the painting without hesitation, kicking the apple hard, causing it to fall to the ground.

At this time, the harpy witch reacted. She picked up the apple and looked at Hephaestus seriously.

“Deformed bodies are dangerous.”

After she finished speaking, she flapped her wings and disappeared into the painting.

As she disappeared, the picture in the portrait began to rotate, gradually forming a huge hole that was large enough for two people to pass through side by side.

"Fuck, you were just acting like me, right?"

Hephis scratched his head and went into the cave.

Professor McGonagall was sitting and chatting with several senior students.

"Professor McGonagall." Hephis greeted.

"Welcome, Hephis, please find a place to sit down."

"Okay, Professor."

Hephis looked around and found that there were no extra chairs in the room.

He looked at the seniors again, who were sitting on chairs of different shapes.

With a gentle wave of the magic wand in his hand, a peculiarly shaped chair appeared.

Although this chair looks like a recliner, its back is straight.

After Hephis sat down, Professor McGonagall continued the previous topic.

Professor McGonagall was not as serious today as she was in class, and she had a smile on her face from time to time.

The content of the chat all revolved around the previous issue of "Today's Transfiguration".

The little wizards spoke freely, asking questions or expressing their ideas from time to time.

Professor McGonagall always looked at the other person with encouraging eyes.

The afternoon passed quickly and Hefeth felt that he had benefited a lot.

Saturday afternoon.

Hephis finally stepped into Snape's office holding the thick book "Secrets of Advanced Memory".

As expected, he was ridiculed by Snape again.

He ridiculed his mind as slow as a troll, saying that it took him nearly a month to memorize a book.

Hefeth rolled his eyes when he heard this.

But Snape is Snape, saying the most sarcastic words and doing the most serious things.

Snape explained every detail of the Stripping Memory Charm to Hephaestus carefully, repeatedly, and in detail.

He also took out little mice as experimental subjects and let Hephis practice.

This was obviously prepared by Snape in advance.

After all, the little mice in his office are only dead ones, not alive ones.

Snape sternly warned Hephaestus that he must not use this spell on himself without his permission.

Hephis was not stupid, and he readily nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Professor Snape."

"Go away, you're wasting my time."

"Okay professor, bye professor."

Hephaestus returned to the dormitory carrying the birdcage.

The bird belonged to Snape, and he asked Hephis to take it back for practice.

I have to say, after getting familiar with Snape's way of speaking, he found it quite pleasant to listen to.

Thursday afternoon.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Madam Hooch snapped. "Get next to your broomsticks. Now!"

Hephis looked down and saw that the broom under his feet was so worn out that its branches would fall off when he used it to sweep the floor.

"Put your right hand over your broomstick," Madam Hooch ordered.

The little wizards stretched out their right hands.

"Now say: 'Get up!'"

"Get up!" they shouted in unison.

Hephis's broom just rolled lazily and he glanced at Hermione.

They are indeed a family, even they roll their brooms in exactly the same way.

Madam Hooch then showed them how to ride a broom.

Then he walked around in the team, correcting the posture of each little wizard.

Hephis also got on the broom, and it was a bit uncomfortable.

Probably because the cushion spell had failed, he could only twist his body and try to find a relatively comfortable position.

"Now listen to my whistle and push off the ground," said Madam Hooch.

Before Madam Hooch could whistle, Neville flew out and went straight up.

Then I saw him sliding down the side of the broom handle.

Seeing this, Hephis immediately drew out his wand.

"Quick reduction!" Spells were thrown at Neville continuously.

Theodore and Hermione also reacted and followed Hephis in casting the spell.

But their accuracy was too poor and they didn't hit any of them.

Hephis saw that Neville had finally slowed down.

He took the opportunity to create a large cushion under Neville.

Neville hit the air cushion hard and curled up into a ball.

Madam Hooch rushed over to check on Neville, and Hephis also removed the air cushion.

"Fortunately, there are no serious injuries. Child, it's okay." Madam Hooch comforted softly.

"I'll send him to the hospital wing, and no one else is allowed to ride a broom. Otherwise, I'll expel him. Hephis, you did a great job, 10 points for Slytherin. Okay, let's go, kid."

Neville, with tears on his eyes and trembling all over, walked towards the hospital wing with Madam Hooch.

As soon as they walked away, Malfoy's laughter suddenly rang out.

"Did you see that? That big fool!"

The little snakes also echoed.

Of course the little lions refused to accept this, and a verbal quarrel broke out between the two sides.

Just then, Malfoy ran over and picked up the memory ball on the ground.

"Give it here, Malfoy, it's Neville's," said Harry in a deep voice.

The little wizards around stopped arguing and focused their eyes on them.

What follows is a scene of love and hate between Draco and Harry.

Draco fled and Harry chased him.

Draco started to talk bad, and Harry just rushed forward.

Draco retreated tactically, and Harry made a beautiful dive, winning applause from the little lions.