The Noldor never give up!

I shook my head and no longer thought about Maglor's problem - he was not my brother after all, my brother was still in the distant First Era.

I looked at the class schedule and found that it was soon the time for Ravenclaw's Charms class. After thinking about it, I chose to go to class instead of studying on my own.

In fact, magic spells are quite interesting. Although the earliest spells were spoken in Elvish, the intonation of the spells is now very different from Elvish. The evolution of the meaning of the root words has also changed the effect of the spells - I am very curious about using Elvish. What is the difference between a spell spoken in Chinese and a spell spoken in modern words?

But it's still early for these studies, so let's take classes with Professor Flitwick first.

I almost clicked on it. I had never come to class before because I didn't have a wand and had language barriers. This was the first time that Ravenclaw students saw me in the classroom.

Professor Flitwick looked very happy: "Miccanough! You are finally here!"

I smiled sheepishly.

He asked me if I needed to start with the basics. I shook my head and said that I still knew a bit of magic. Although it was different from the current magic spells, the basics were the same.

Flitwick was a little surprised: "Magic...is it the magic of elves?"

"It's not elf magic." I shook my head. "For elves, the so-called magic is just a manifestation of their innate nature. It follows the laws of the invisible world and is not supernatural power. Modern magic that relies on spells can Theoretically, magic in the ordinary sense of being learned does not exist... But now that this theory has been overthrown by you, I have to say that the secondborn is really powerful."

"And the magic I know...is it instinctive?" I said. "Although I still need some help from other elves, I am indeed born with magic. Miku learns it better than me. She is Vera Oromi. Picked it up personally.”

Well, because Miku often went hunting with Tiecomo, and Tiecomo often hung out with Orome, they became familiar with each other as time went by. Miku was also deeply loved by Orome and taught her magic in person. To make up for her deficiencies in hunting due to her age.

As for me, I don’t have much interest in the magic of killing. On the contrary, I am more interested in healing magic. Miku often gets injured while hunting, so I specialized in healing magic.

As soon as they heard about Vera's magic, the Ravenclaw students were in an uproar, and then all looked at me with bright eyes - I am very familiar with this look, and I will act like this every time I go to Vera to ask for knowledge.

Because even in Valinor, there are not many elven children, so this is a reasonable use of one's own advantages.

"It's really interesting." Flitwick was very interested in this. "It's a bit presumptuous to say it. Can you please show me your magic talent? I have never seen the magic of elves."

I was a little surprised: "Hasn't Maglor ever used magic? He is Fenorian! The best among the elves! His magic is also one of the best among the elves!"

"It's a pity that he hardly uses magic." Flitwick said, "Let alone ancient magic, he rarely uses even modern magic."

I was a little confused and had no idea what Maglor was thinking, but he must have thought carefully about this decision.

"Then I'll, uh, cast a healing spell?" I looked at the Ravenclaw students and couldn't bear to refuse, so I scratched my cheek, "This is what I'm best at...but don't expect too much, I only use it occasionally.”

Then I raised my hand, and the mana in the air beat excitedly. Most of the magic of elves is accompanied by singing, weaving magic in the music, and of course I am no exception.

...Thinking back on it, Maca Laurie helped me master my innate magic. At that time, my brother Funde Cano was sitting aside. He was rarely with Maitimo, and he just looked at me with a smile on his face. Stumbling and singing a tune that doesn't make sense.

I know that my singing voice is not as good as Maca Laurie, who is the best singer in all of Arda, but when I sang the ballad of Valinor, all the classmates around me showed intoxicated expressions.

The songs of Valinor are very long, maybe because the elves have no sense of time... If I really sang the whole song, I wouldn't have to take this lesson.

When I saw that it was almost done, I stopped talking. Everyone seemed to be in high spirits because of my magic, and the fatigue of the day was swept away. This is the most basic effect.

"Actually, your spell only takes three seconds to achieve this effect." I said, "Or drinking a bottle of magic potion will be faster and better than the elves' magic. The elves just have no sense of time."

Everyone laughed kindly. After all, I will stay at Hogwarts for many years. I can’t be too independent. Appropriate showing of kindness is good for me. If I have time to deal with the problems caused by interpersonal relationships, Might as well read more books.

Professor Flitwick started the lecture energetically, and I breathed a sigh of relief - learning the magic of secondborns is my purpose.

(Miku's perspective)

Meccano was taking Charms class, and I was supposed to be taking Transfiguration class now.

Although Maglor laughed at me before and said that it would take me an epoch to learn the Silent Spell, this was obviously a joke. Can't you learn this kind of thing just by reading it once?

Even Orome praised my intelligence - of course, I am a Fenorian through and through.

I waved my wand casually, completed the task assigned by Professor McGonagall, and then began to look left and right to observe the condition of the secondborn.

Gryffindor classes are more lively than Ravenclaws. Everyone is noisy, but I don’t feel irritated. You can’t see such a scene in Valinor.

Of course, there was one person who was incompatible with the surroundings. She sat on her seat, her eyebrows were raised fiercely, her curly hair was messy behind her back, she stared at the things on the table, and tried the spell over and over again.

"I really envy the elves..."

I heard someone making such envious sounds. I looked around and saw the red-haired and freckled boy again - the boy who was with Harry that day. He was sitting next to the curly-haired girl. The girl pulled him to signal him. Shut up.

"There is no need to envy the elves." I said, "Even among the elves, I am one of the best. Don't compare me with other elves - except, of course, my father and brother."

He didn't expect that I could hear him even at such a low voice. He immediately blushed and became silent after hearing my speech.

"It's really not modest at all..." Harry complained, "Isn't it said that elves are all good and virtuous?"

I raised my eyebrows: "Humility? Why should I be hypocritically humble when I deserve praise?"