Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 48 Dating or Meeting
Compared with the striped-bellied chick that almost flew out of the air before, this horned owl is obviously in much better condition.

It held its head high and made a "coo, coo" sound with its voice, urging William to untie the small note tied to its leg, and rolled its round eyes straight to the table.

This round-faced chubby chicken seems to be studying which edibles can be eaten on the table after delivering the letter.

"Thank you."

William handed it some peanuts from the table.

He took the note and unfolded it on the table.

The note is really not long.

"After dinner, I will wait for you in the east corridor on the fifth floor of the castle, in the secret passage behind the portrait of Sister Shipton. The password is 'nonsense'."

The italics written in emerald green ink are very delicate.

It was clearly a girl's handwriting.

"Dating?"

Penello, who was sitting next to her, drank a big sip of pumpkin juice with great interest. She glanced at William, as if watching the excitement was not a big deal—the content on the note was not kept secret by William, so she naturally read it arrive.

"Dating!"

When Jimmy heard the sensitive word, he poked his head over and wanted to see it too.But before he could get close to him, William had already put the note away.

"It's not so much a date as it is
a meeting.

I'm guessing it was Gemma Farley, who wanted to talk to me about Professor Flitwick's club. "

William said in a low voice, and he turned slightly indistinctly, and saw Gemma Farley sitting in front of the Slytherin table—she caught William's gaze almost instantly and nodded slightly to him.

"She is so secretive, she must have some special purpose. Those Slytherins are always like this, like to spend time on unnecessary calculations, and refuse to do what they should do most—to study magic."

Penello pouted.

She had never been impressed by this form of intrigue.

"Maybe, but I don't mind helping her a little bit and embarrassing them. And anyway, I'm a little curious about her."

William was noncommittal.

He was very interested in the so-called "celestial eye".

Compared with the busy Tuesday, William's Wednesday suddenly became much more leisurely.He spent the whole afternoon in the library, looking for a few French books to study - he wanted to decipher the manuscript that Nicole Flamel gave him as soon as possible.

Not surprisingly, William met Hermione again.

Hermione came after the first class of the afternoon, and her brown hair looked more disheveled than the last time they met.She was carrying a heavy schoolbag, which made a muffled "boom" when it landed on the table.

"Lumos
The wrist should go up first, then forward.
The counter spell is Nox, which can make the light go out. "

She sat behind the table, pulled out a copy of "Standard Spells: Elementary" from her schoolbag, unfolded to a page, whispered in her mouth, and kept waving her wand with her right hand—it seemed that she had just finished In a Charms class, Professor Flitwick taught them the very basic spell of Luminescence.

"No, that's obviously not what the professor said!"

Hermione ran her hair anxiously.

"Ahem, Hermione.

If I were you, I would pay more attention to the coherence between the movement of waving the wand and the chanting of the spell, instead of demanding that the movements be exactly the same as those taught by the professor and required by the textbook. "

William lightened his throat and said in a low voice.

"Oh! Sorry, William.

I didn't see you here just now! "

Hermione looked up in surprise.

"Look. Lumos."

William took out his wand, drew a circle casually, and shouted a spell at the same time - a silver ball of light emitting a steady light appeared on the tip of the wand.

"This is the library, you shouldn't use spells!"

Hermione frowned, lowered her voice and said, "But how did you do it? You obviously just drew a circle randomly!

Professor Flitwick clearly said we should"

"Maxima (maximum fluorescent flashes)."

William shouted the spell in a low voice, only to see that the light at the tip of his wand suddenly became brighter, even a little dazzling.But this light only lasted for a moment, and before the administrator Mrs. Pince noticed, it quickly dimmed.

"We're wizards, aren't we?"

With a wave of his wand, William extinguished the conjured ball of light.

"If you want a magic spell to really work, it doesn't mean you have to do exactly the same as the professor, but you must be confident enough to believe that your magic spell will definitely have the effect you want it to have."

What William said was exactly what he was increasingly convinced of.

And it was this confidence that Hermione lacked at the moment.

"Thank you for the reminder. But I still think we have to do what the professor said.
otherwise"

Hermione scratched her hair in distress.

"You still have several years to study."

William was not in a hurry to get Hermione on the "right path". Even he himself had to realize this gradually after a long time.

——Spells are always just spells, and it is only when different wizards use them that they finally determine the effect of the spell.

He stayed in the library until the evening, and after dinner, he went to the east corridor on the fifth floor of the castle.

William stood in front of a portrait of a nun with a very abstract and realistic style, and shouted the password "talk nonsense", and the nun laughed "giggle", revealing the room hidden behind her.

This is an empty room with a somewhat dilapidated elongated oval structure. The floor is covered with a thick bright red velvet carpet.

There are many shelves around the room, on which are piled up all kinds of sundries—cups, books, wooden boxes, crystal balls.A few dilapidated tables and chairs were scattered on the ground, and the crystal chandelier above the head gave off a somewhat dim light.

"A perfect room for a duel, isn't it?
A long time ago, this used to be the venue for the prophecy club, but since then, the number of students who are really interested in this course has become less and less.

And most of the wizards who could see something among the few remaining members chose to betray their fate-not many people here know. "

The Slytherin prefect, Gemma Farley, stood in the middle of the room, speaking to William as he entered the room.

She stood upright, and her tall and straight figure now looked even more dignified under the light of the room.

She seemed to be standing in the middle of the world.

Brilliant.

"You seem well prepared."

William nodded and walked towards her, while Gemma started to back away, leaving a distance of about thirty steps between them.They took out their wands and bowed to each other with their arms raised over their left chests.

They strictly abide by the etiquette of wizard duels.

"Expelliarmus (expelliarmus)."

Red light shot out from Gemma Faleigh's wand first.

It's a silent spellcasting, and it's surprisingly fast.

She brazenly chose to seize the upper hand!

　Sorry for the late update, there is a bureau in the evening, I just came back in time to adjust the content of the saved manuscript and send it out.At eleven o'clock in the next chapter, thank you for the reward and the monthly pass in that chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)