Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

As we all know, Squibs can't cast spells, and if they can't cast spells, they won't be able to pass Transfiguration.

In other words, Professor McGonagall probably caught Lu Ke and, in order to make him pass, gave him a lot of homework that ordinary young wizards could not understand at all.

"Does Professor McGonagall have a way to cure the Squib?"

Johanna was a little curious.

Lu Ke shook his head: "No."

Johanna looked surprised: "So much homework..."

Lu Ke smiled: "Don't worry, Professor McGonagall promised me that if I meet her requirements, she will let me pass the Transfiguration class."

Johanna let out a sigh of relief: "That's pretty much it."

Lu Ke smiled and said nothing more.

This experiment is very interesting. As for its importance, compared with solving the problem of squibs, it is not as important as establishing a good relationship with Professor McGonagall.

After finishing his homework, Lu Ke took a rest early.

At night, Lu Ke had a dream.

At five o'clock in the morning, Lu Ke woke up from his dream.

He didn't know why, but he remembered the dream last night very clearly.

In the dream, Lu Ke seemed to be looking for something and wandered down a corridor in Hogwarts Castle. Then, without knowing what happened, a door suddenly appeared on the wall of the corridor. Lu Ke walked in and... Saw a flash of light.

He didn't know what the light did to Lu Ke, but he suddenly understood that he could cast a spell.

So in the dream, Lu Ke raised the magic wand in his hand and waved it wildly. He used whatever he wanted to use it, whatever he wanted. The light of the magic spell filled the whole room.

Then Lu Ke woke up in a flash.

Recalling this dream, Lu Ke walked into the kitchen absentmindedly.

The house elves were as enthusiastic as welcoming the executive chef, and the kitchen was in full swing.

Lu Ke threw the inexplicable memories behind his head and began to watch the house elves cooking carefully.

Like a devil's mentor, Lu Ke walked past every house elf expressionlessly, nodding or shaking his head from time to time.

When he nodded, the house elf was greatly encouraged, and when he shook his head, he looked like he was about to cry.

Finally, after all the house elves had finished preparing breakfast for the students taught by the four colleges, Lu Ke asked them all to stand in front of him.

"One thing is very important, and that is the spirit of cooking. The result must be more important than the technique."

"Many capable chefs emphasize techniques because they are versatile and you can cook many different dishes once you learn them. But in order to make a dish perfect, it doesn't matter what technique you use."

"You can cast magic spells now, so you can use the magic spell skills in cooking."

"For example, use magic spells to determine the freshness of ingredients, use magic spells to cut vegetables evenly and neatly, use magic spells to control the heat so that all ingredients are heated evenly, and even use magic spells to replace certain tools, such as pots and even grease. ”

"Techniques can be innovated and enhanced. Don't be afraid to try. The pursuit of perfection is an important part of cooking."

Lu Ke sighed: "I see you are working hard to copy my techniques, and I am very happy. All my techniques have been summarized and improved by many people working together over thousands of years. They are very practical, but they are not Contains a spell.”

Lu Ke's words made the house elves look excited.

They respect Lu Ke very much, mainly because Lu Ke's skills are indeed perfect. Now Lu Ke personally said that magic spells can create stronger skills, allowing them to see a bright future.

After saying this, Lu Ke began to make breakfast for himself.

First, he had to fry a plate of twice-cooked pork for Uncle Pallas. After many attempts, Pallas still liked this dish the most.

Then, Lu Ke was going to make himself a clear noodle soup.

After all, noodles are always delicious.

Just as Lu Ke was showing off his knife skills, the most enthusiastic of the house elves walked up to Lu Ke.

"Mr. Lu Ke..."

Lu Ke was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

The house elf hesitated for a moment: "Actually, there are some magics that only house elves know, which may be able to cure you..."

Lu Ke smiled: "No, no, no, I don't need it. This is my own problem. I don't mind others helping, but I still have to rely on myself."

In fact, Lu Ke knew very well that if house elves really had a way, pure-blood wizards would have used it long ago, and there would be no more squibs in the world.

The house elf finally gave up: "Actually... your choice is right. It is an evil curse."

Lu Ke smiled: "Don't worry about it. By the way, I'll teach you how to make noodles."

The house elf nodded excitedly, immediately putting aside his disappointment.

It was another hearty breakfast, and Lu Ke was very satisfied with his cooking skills, especially the light noodle soup, which was difficult to master.

Walking out of the kitchen, Lu Ke walked through the corridor.

The first class this morning was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The professor was a professor that Lu Ke didn’t know at all. His name was Jerry Smith. He was said to be a graduate of America’s Magic School Ilvermorny and worked in America. He has been an Auror and has rich experience in fighting dark magic.

But it was obvious that the professor would only stay at Hogwarts for one year, so Lu Ke felt that he just needed to study hard.

This morning, Lu Ke planned to use his free time to confirm the strange dream last night.

In the magical world, such a clear dream is definitely more than just a dream.

Maybe it was a prophecy, maybe it was an instruction. In any case, Lu Ke didn't think he would encounter any danger inside Hogwarts. Anyway, he just had to try it first.

Lu Ke walked all the way up the stairs and walked through all the corridors, looking for the section that appeared in the dream.

Finally, Lu Ke saw a familiar scene on the eighth floor.

Whether it is the corridor walls or the decorations in the corners, they are exactly the same as in the dream.

Lu Ke stood in the middle of the corridor and fell into silence.

In front of him was a tapestry, with a somewhat abstract-looking pattern on it. A wizard was doing a ballet dance, surrounded by a troll, who was waving a big stick in his hand and was about to fall on the wizard. .

It looked like a scene from a joke, and the characters looked funny.

But he had no idea why he was wandering here in the dream.

Lu Ke walked around while thinking, partly to fit in with the dream, and partly because he was really thinking.

There may be a secret here.

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