Hogwarts card wizard

After the transformation class is over.

Harry and Ron immediately came to Kevin with resentment on their faces.

"Don't stare at me like that, I'm scared!" Kevin's expression was so awkward.

Ron said "angrily": "Kevin, you are not enough friends to wake us up."

Kevin said with a grievance on his face, "Please, gentlemen, if you can't scream, I almost pour water on your faces. If you don't believe me, you can Neville. Neville, tell me."

Neville nodded: "We have indeed called you for a long time."

"Then you have to tell us that Professor McGonagall is here!" Harry smiled wryly, "It's a shame to be caught in the first class."

Ron nodded and said, "And Professor McGonagall's face almost scared me to death. I really don't want to see her again."

At this moment, a voice came from behind the three of them.

"Sorry, Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid your wish can't be granted."

The three turned their heads and Professor McGonagall stood behind them at some point.

"Hey!" Kevin sighed. The experience of these two people is still a bit trendy, and they don't know how to speak ill of the teacher.

"Ugh!" Ron said hurriedly, with an extremely embarrassed expression, "Professor, I mean I won't be late again."

Professor McGonagall said with a serious expression, "It's best."

Although Harry didn't say anything, he couldn't hold back Professor McGonagall's aggressive eyes and said, "Professor, can we leave if there is nothing wrong?"

Professor McGonagall said: "Yes, Mr. Potter. You and Mr. Weasley can leave first, Mr. Allie, come with me."

"Ok!"

Although Kevin was puzzled, he followed Professor McGonagall without asking any further questions.

Harry asked, "What do you think Professor McGonagall is looking for with Kevin?"

Ron thought for a while, and said, "Will Professor McGonagall punish him for not waking us up?"

"Uh!" Harry looked at him speechlessly, and asked, "Do you think it's possible?"

Ron gritted his teeth and said, "Then I don't know."

For a place like an office, Kevin's "student days" can be described as a frequent visitor.But now Monk Zhang Er is puzzled, he did not commit a crime, although he performed poorly in the Transfiguration class and did not complete any of the tasks assigned by Professor McGonagall, but he shouldn't be punished just because of this.Being invited into the office on the first day of the new term at the new school, Kevin doesn't think it's a good sign.

Every professor at Hogwarts has his own office, unlike school teachers in the Muggle world who all work in one house.

When he came to Professor McGonagall's office, Professor McGonagall lost his seriousness in class.

"Please sit down, Mr. Allie, would you like something to drink?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Kevin habitually put his hands behind his back, stood there and said, "Thank you, Professor, no need."

Professor McGonagall smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Allie. I just came to you to understand some situations, and sit down and talk."

Kevin sat down and laughed at himself, the old habit of entering the office "before" still exists.

Professor McGonagall lost his serious expression in class, and his tone became docile: "Ali, what's the matter with you? Why can't you even learn simple spells?"

"Sure enough!" Kevin said secretly.

"You have to know that these are the basics, but you haven't even completed these basics. Didn't you listen carefully in class? Or is there something else? Or do you have an opinion on my teaching method?"

Kevin waved his hands hastily: "No, don't get me wrong. I'm not a good student, but I believe you can see that I listen carefully in class."

Professor McGonagall wondered: "What's the reason? You must know that students have mastered these spells even before entering school."

Kevin smiled helplessly and said, "Professor, can you give me some more time?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Kevin for a few seconds, nodded and said: "Of course, I hope to see your correct learning attitude. It's getting late, you can leave."

Kevin nodded and didn't say anything. He didn't like those verbal guarantees. If he was really willing to do it, his actions were more convincing than any guarantee, but it was obvious that neither he nor Professor McGonagall was aware of it at the moment. To the specificity of the question, until that day a week later.

After the spell class, Kevin came to the office again at the invitation of Professor McGonagall.Kevin had expected this, because he himself found that something was wrong.In the one-week class, except for the history of magic class that does not require the use of magic, Kevin's performance can be described as crazy.

He failed to use any magic spells, even a student like Ron who slept in class could master those spells, but he listened carefully, no matter how he waved his wand, he couldn't cast the spells.

"Mr. Allie, is there enough time?" Professor McGonagall looked at him seriously.

Kevin laughed bitterly and said, "Yes, professor, I think I can explain the situation."

Professor McGonagall sat down and said seriously: "It's best to give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise I will consider deducting your points."

Helpless, Kevin had no choice but to tell about his previous experience and the situation of the magic card in detail, and so on and so on.

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For a long time, Professor McGonagall looked at Kevin in disbelief. Hearing these explanations, she felt that the child in front of her was deceiving herself.

"You mean you can't use magic with a wand like everyone else, but with a... card?"

Kevin didn't explain, chose the green plants on the windowsill, and said, "Professor, I'm sorry."

After speaking, he took out a magic card from his pocket. This is the new magic card he made after the previous charm class.

"Burning flames!"

The card flew out, and under Professor McGonagall's astonished eyes, the card turned into a flame and rushed towards the distant window sill.The flames lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared. The pot of green plants was naturally burnt to slag by the flames, but the other things beside it were intact.

"The Flame Curse!"

Professor McGonagall naturally recognized the spell, and it was perfect in terms of power and precision.

"hiss!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the burnt green plant in disbelief. As an excellent wizard, she has fought many wizards and seen all kinds of spells and casting methods, but this time...

"But it's true that Kevin doesn't respond to waving his wand no matter what, isn't it? Could it be that he's a squib? No!"

Professor McGonagall immediately overturned this idea. First of all, there will be no squibs on the Hogwarts list, but any child with magical talent will appear on the list as soon as he is born. Hogwarts has never been Inaccurate, and secondly, Kevin did use the magic spell just now, which shows that he is not a squib.

For a moment, Professor McGonagall really didn't know what to say. Everything that happened to this freshman today seemed to be beyond her understanding, and at this moment a voice suddenly came from the office.

"Minerva, Albus asked you to bring this child to him."

It turned out to be an oil painting on the wall.