Hogwarts White Knight

"How was your vacation?" Gawain smiled and waved to Hermione, taking out his wand and lighting it on the big box she was dragging, "arresto ntu"

A ray of light shot out from the tip of the ebony wand, landed on the box, and quickly disappeared.

"Is that a spell? What effect does it have?"

Hermione looked at the box in surprise, trying to see what had happened to it.

The box is still the same box.

The appearance is gray, it has not become bigger or smaller, nor has it become brighter and brighter.

"Gawain, did your spell fail? I also tried to learn some spells at home. Maybe I can help you?"

Hermione said hesitantly that in her opinion, there was no doubt that Gawain's spell had failed.

She had read all the textbooks, but she had never seen the spell Gawain used just now. But Gawain just smiled, grabbed the box with both arms, and lifted it up slightly.

"Now wait and see."

He turned the lever of the box and handed it into Hermione's hand. Hermione took the letter doubtfully and pulled it tentatively.

The originally heavy box seemed to have lost its weight at this moment, letting her drive it.

"How did you do that! Is that a levitation spell?"

Hermione's eyes flashed with a fiery light, as if it said "I'm curious" in big words, but there was also a sense of lost frustration.

"It's just a little magic spell. Let's get on the bus first, otherwise we might not be able to find a seat later." Gawain followed the rules on his suitcase and walked to the bus first. "There's still a whole day left. Come and study”.

"Then we made an appointment, after we get in the car."

Hermione frowned, reluctantly suppressing her curiosity for the time being, and walked towards the car with her suitcase.

After passing a crying family and avoiding a few students, Gawain quickly got on the train. Perhaps because they arrived earlier, the carriage seemed a little empty.

"Jane, have you seen it? The spider in that boy's hand. I dare say it's almost bigger than his face."

Choosing an unmanned box at the back, Gawain opened the door and stepped aside to let Hermione sit in first.

The few students they met when they got on the bus were obviously from higher grades. Among them was a dark-skinned boy holding a huge spider with eight hairy claws.

"I hope it didn't grow bigger due to magic, but if it grew naturally..."

Gawain was a little confused. On the one hand, he hoped that it was not a wizard abusing magic, but on the other hand, he was also a little worried. If the animals in the magical world were that big...

He definitely didn't want to face a mosquito as big as his fist.

"Huh? What are you thinking about? That's the bag spider in South Africa. It's mentioned in "Monsters and Their Origins". It only grows to such a big size in extremely rare cases." Hermione raised her eyebrows, seeming to be concerned. Gawain was at a loss and felt a little unbelievable, "Compared to that, how did you do it just now?"

"I've read Standard Spells: Beginners, Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense, and The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration. I dare say there is absolutely no spell like that."

She looked at Gawain with piercing eyes, and while talking, she took out a book from the pocket beside her. After frowning slightly, she took out two more books and stacked them on her lap.

"That's a secret. Even if you look through the seventh-grade textbooks, you won't find it." Gawain smiled mysteriously.

Gawain blinked and said to Hermione, taking out the ebony wand and holding it in his hand, "Of course, if you are willing to treat me to lunch today, I don't mind sharing this little secret with you. "

"Say it quickly! Whatever happens is fine!"

Hermione simply nodded in agreement and urged Gawain.

"That's actually a small use of the slowing spell. The slowing spell is included in "Standard Spells: Intermediate". At this point, Gawain made a face at Hermione who glared at him.

He wasn't lying, seventh grade students did not study "Standard Spells: Intermediate".

"Rudolf Szpilmann used this spell in 1927 when he was knocked out of the speedster in which he was imprisoned by Grindelwald and used this spell to save his life."

After Gawain finished speaking, he saw Hermione's mouth slightly open.

"Rudolf Szpilman? And Grindelwald?! I've seen them in the books, "The Rise and Fall of Dark Arts", and "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century".

Hermione's face turned upward and she said excitedly.

"Rudolph was the Minister of Prisons of the League of Nations at the time, and Grindelwald was the first Dark Lord. Jane, I think we are still discussing the slowing curse, right?"

Gawain said helplessly, changing the topic back.

"I'm sorry, Gawain, please go on." Hermione was a little shy and tied up her hair that had become messy just now.

"Its spell is..."

There was a knock on the door of the box, and then a boy opened the door of the box.

"Um...is there anyone else here? I...I looked around and didn't see anyone."

He looked a little timid, his fat round face was slightly red, and he said nervously.

"No, please come in. We are discussing a spell. If you don't mind, you can join in."

Gawain looked at Hermione, saw her nodding, stood up, helped the boy take the box in his hand, and put it on the luggage rack.

"Thank you. My name is Neville, and I belong to the Longbottom family. It's Lif, and it was given to me by Uncle Algie when I received the admission letter to Hogwarts. I thought I was a squib before, no. Will be admitted to Hogwarts."

Neville said happily, as if the stone in his heart had finally fallen. He noticed Gawain's eyes, took out a palm-sized toad from his breast pocket, and put it on the table.

"My name is Gawain, and she is Hermione. We are both Muggle-born, and trust me, I know how you feel."

Gawain waved to him and then pointed to Hermione.

He was indeed surprised when Neville mentioned the Longbottom family, and he was really confused about why someone would choose a toad as a pet, but those were not the reasons why he stared at Neville.

"Okay, the spell is arresto ntu your wrist should shake like this, at least that's how I do it."

Gawain called the two people to the table, and demonstrated in slow motion.

"Now why don't you try it?"

Gawain took out two apples from the dragon skin pocket he carried with him, grabbed them in his hand and said to the two of them.

"Hermione and I are both Muggle-born, so we can be the reference group, and Neville is the control group. It couldn't be more perfect."

Gawain felt that he was playing a big game of chess, and he finally suffered... "Bah, volunteer", to test the magic theory he had summed up, not just for the free lunch.

But who would turn down a free lunch?

ps1: Regarding why Neville still sat in the same box as Hermione. I don’t think Neville met Hermione by chance, but after looking for many boxes, he found that only Hermione’s box was not full, and he was not excluded.

Hermione's personality determines that she will arrive early, and it is difficult for strangers to get along with her at first, so her aura will make some students who want to sit in the box look for other students. Until Neville comes, there are only She is alone.

Of course, this is based on assumptions and is not necessarily rigorous.

Rowling eats books anyway

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