hogwarts rose

Facts have proved that compressing the magic spell is not an easy task. The Weasley twins clearly understood the principle that Tria said, and could fully feel the direction of the magic power when Tria demonstrated, but they just couldn't do it.

"give up."

"I agree."

After experiencing all kinds of failures, the twins, whose magical power had bottomed out, slumped on the sofa in the lounge, their eyes glazed over...Failure is not terrible, the problem is that they still have no clue of improvement after trying for a long time, which is very uncomfortable.

"I can guarantee that not many people can do this."

"That good man certainly won't do either."

Deeply shocked, George and Weasley stretched out their hands tremblingly, and began to step on them.

Triya couldn't help laughing seeing the two of them in distress.

"You two must have not studied well in Charms."

First grader Tria unceremoniously laughed at third graders George and Fred.

"Bullshit."

"Professor Flitwick likes us."

The two of them who seemed to have their bones pulled out stood up from the sofa.

"I have a great idea."

"Let's go find Professor Flitwick!"

Without waiting for Triya's consent, the two of them directly set her up again.

"I must learn this spell today!"

"Otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night!"

……

George and Fred, who had run out of magic power and were approaching the critical point, finally went to Professor Flitwick's office with the help of Tria's floating spell.

"Don't say it, it doesn't feel bad."

"Fortunately, that old guy Filch didn't find out."

George and Weasley, who lay comfortably all the way and gained countless sights, were still reluctant to part when they fell to the ground.

"It was the same when I applied to go back."

George knocked on the door and whispered next to Tria.

But it was rejected immediately.

"Please come in."

Filius Flitwick is a very short dwarf-like man, half-elf, and has a high reputation among the students.

It is said that when he was young, he was a very famous duellist.

Unlike Professor Snape, although Professor Flitwick is the head of Ravenclaw, he is never partial and is equally friendly to all students.

"Good afternoon, sir."

Tria poked her head in from the door, smiled obediently at the professor, followed George and Fred into the office with her.

"Oh, Miss Black, and Mr. Weasley, good afternoon."

Professor Flitwick sat behind his desk and greeted him warmly.

"Would you like some sugar mice?"

Tria shook her head, indifferent to those pink-looking mouse-shaped gummies.

George and Fred took a taste of it very face-saving.

Fred bit off the sugar mouse's head in one bite, and the bright red raspberry jam gushed out, and he licked it slowly, looking like a psycho killer or something.

"Do you have any questions for me?"

Professor Flitwick moved them three chairs with a wave of his wand.

"Professor, we want to learn compression magic."

George replied, swallowing the sugar mouse in two gulps.

Professor Flitwick frowned, thought carefully for a while, and found that there was absolutely no relevant content in his memory.

"What is compression magic?"

Tria handed over a mini bubble head curse made by herself, the film was completely transparent, if not for Tria's action reminder, Professor Flitwick really didn't see it.

"This is... the bubble head curse?"

Flitwick put on his presbyopic glasses and carefully looked at the film on his hand. Although the magic wave was very familiar, it was the first time he had seen this form of the bubble head curse.

"Yes."

Tria replied.

"This is the mini version I got after compressing the ordinary bubble head spell."

"Wow~"

Professor Flitwick looked very curious. He flipped the film left and right, and finally covered his big nose.

"Interesting effect. How did you do it?"

Professor Flitwick condensed a bubble head spell himself, but the firm air bubble firmly covered his head, not to mention compressed, even if it was removed from the head, he couldn't do it.

So Tria began to repeat her approach and the direction of magic.

George and Fred were forced to attend another class with Professor Flitwick, but unfortunately, it didn't help much.

Neither Professor Flitwick nor the two of them succeeded.

"Maybe it's a wand?"

Professor Flitwick was puzzled. He could feel that Tria's magic power reserve was indeed higher than that of ordinary students, but it was still not as good as that of an old professor who had studied magic spells for many years. few.

It doesn't make sense that Tria can do it and he can't, not to mention that Professor Flitwick is 100% sure that he understands Tria's method, and the only variable appears on Tria's wand.

Maybe.

"My wand does seem to be different."

Tria looked at the beautifully shaped wand in her hand, and remembered what Ollivander said when he introduced it, and its magical abilities at that time.

"This wand is made of Chinese willow, and the core is the hair from the chest of the Dream Eater."

Flitwick nodded, "They are not common materials, maybe they have some wonderful properties."

"You'll have to explore Tria on your own."

Professor Flitwick's apologies:

"I can't seem to help you with anything."

Professor Flitwick, who has been studying spells all his life, was accidentally frustrated by his student. He made up his mind to go to the library to see if there were any books that could help Tria.

"Thank you Professor."

After thanking them for nothing, the three simply put the matter behind them. It happened to be lunch time, and they went to the auditorium together.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron were all there, huddled together, having a serious discussion.

Mainly Harry and Ron expressed their opinions with serious expressions, while Hermione listened helplessly.

"What are you talking about?"

Tria saw her little friend and immediately abandoned George and Fred.

Seeing Triya approaching, the expressions of the three of them relaxed a little, but they were still more serious than usual.

"Have you seen the news of the theft from Gringotts?"

Harry looked into Tria's eyes seriously, and said in a low voice, with the look of a lawyer or a judge or something.

"We suspect it has something to do with the mysterious mission Dumbledore gave Hagrid."

Ron followed suit.

"We stumbled upon this secret yesterday when we went to Hagrid's hut for tea."

"The day Gringotts was broken into, Hagrid happened to take me on a secret mission. He took a small bag from Gringotts vault 713. That vault was robbed in the afternoon. That's too suspicious, isn't it? ?”

Harry's green eyes were full of solemnity and eagerness.

"I wanted to tell you yesterday, but you were surrounded by too many people at once. In short, we have to investigate this matter!"

Harry's fists were clenched, and Tria was a little confused. Although she didn't know what the importance of Hagrid's small package was, Harry's attitude also ignited her fighting spirit.

"Okay! Although I usually have to make a body for Reese, I will definitely do my best where I am needed."

Hermione looked at the two, fists clenched, eyes still burning with fire as they looked at each other.

She shook her head helplessly, and resumed eating the pie in front of her.