abnormal hogwarts

When casting the floating spell without a wand, there are not so many twists and turns at all.

Perhaps this is because the magical structure that makes up the Levitation Spell is so simple?

Albert tried several times to cast basic spells without a wand, but he didn't feel the existence of any magical structure at all.

He only felt that the magic power was transported straight from his body along his arm to his fingertips, and then formed a stream of clear water at his fingertips according to his will, or a weak fluorescent ball.

No, there are still some slight differences.

After repeating it more than 20 times, Albert discovered that the source of magic power transported in the body had some slight differences when performing different magics.

But these differences were so small that Albert could only detect the difference without knowing where the difference was.

He took out his wand again, preparing to shoot an Avatar to bite the big melon...

As if remembering something, Albert put away his wand again.

Oh, this is his own room, no messing around.

……

basement.

"Except your weapons!"

Albert held his wand high and continued to fire disarming spells at the wall in front of him. He closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on feeling the magic source in his body.

This time, he could finally feel the wonderful spell structure formed by the magic in his body when he released the magic.

It was a three-dimensional structure, not complicated. Albert observed it carefully, trying to memorize its structure quickly.

Continuously firing the most powerful disarming spell consumes magic power very quickly. Albert used the kind of concentration that he used to memorize the spell structure in his previous life.

However, this method of fast memory is not long-lasting, and usually everything is forgotten after the exam.

The moment Albert opened his eyes, he picked up the parchment in front of him and started scribbling. He wanted to draw it out before his memory blurred...

Hmm... the quill paused in the air...

He who always prided himself on being an all-rounder suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never studied civil engineering and could not draw drawings...

Ganlin!

So if you don’t learn how to draw, you’re not worthy of studying magic, right? ?

He is not one of those demolition geniuses from the demolition team in his previous life. When he saw a building, he always thought about which structure to install explosives on so that he could blow up the entire building with the least amount of explosives!

He could only bite the bullet and continue drawing, without seeking accuracy. At least he could understand this ghostly drawing.

Then he experimented with several magic spells that could be continuously fired, and drew their spell structures in a way that only he could understand.

Looking at the wall in front of him that was covered with dozens of pieces of parchment, Albert began to decompose the spell structures in his mind...reorganize...

Well, no, nothing can be seen.

I touched the thick, bright blond hair on my head with some distress. Do I really want to study civil engineering?

I looked at the parchment on the wall again, and sure enough, I was going back to the same living situation as when I was taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

Bye now!My hair!Albert thought.

He turned and left the basement.

"Uncle! I'm going to London tomorrow!"

"Just go, why are you telling me this? You are such a big man, are you afraid of getting lost?"

Brad, who was slumped on the sofa in the living room in the same position as Ge You, didn't even raise his head. He kept staring at the book he bought secretly from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore and told Albert not to touch it.

"Well..." Albert lowered his head, his voice suddenly became ten times lower, and said, "This is not about buying something. I don't have any money in my pocket."

Brad finally looked away from the book, sighed, and said, "Lin Bei shouldn't have picked you up from the street in the first place. You can take the box in my study by yourself. You didn't even sneak in and pick the lock once." Twice.”

Albert, who was exposed, didn't feel embarrassed at all. He chuckled, ran up behind Uncle Brad and squeezed his shoulders courteously.

Brad immediately closed the book in an alert manner, then stuffed the book under his body, covering it tightly, not giving Albert any chance.

Well, before the desire for knowledge was ignited, Uncle Brad snuffed it out again.

-

The next day, in central London, Albert was almost kicked off the Knight Bus.

When he came out to fly solo, he began to let himself go. Along the way, he asked the bus driver, Ern Pullan, about the manufacturing principles of this bus.

The poor driver was just a migrant worker who was solely responsible for driving, and other people were also responsible for daily maintenance. How could he possibly answer the questions Albert asked.

The annoyed Ern Plan stepped on the accelerator.

Before this, he never thought that one day he would actually dislike the car because it was not fast enough to reach the destination early.

When the car came to a stop, the driver almost had to drive away people with a broom.

Looking at the bus leaving, Albert touched his nose awkwardly.

Fortunately, he has not forgotten the purpose of going out this time.

The bus happened to stop in front of a bookstore, which was what Albert requested.

Albert rummaged back and forth in front of the bookshelf related to architecture. He roughly pulled out each book and flipped through it.

The other customers on the side looked at him with some curiosity. Shouldn't a naughty kid of this age read fairy tale books at the children's bookshelf over there? Why did he come here?

After an unknown amount of time, Albert looked with a headache at the pile of books stacked next to him that was almost as tall as him. How could he possibly move it?

I looked around, no moles, safe!

Half of the wand was exposed in the sleeve of his right hand. Albert used a standard hidden sword assassination posture and poked the tip of the wand on the pile of books in front of him.

Wingardim Leviosa!

As for what Professor Flitwick said, the correct gesture for casting the levitating spell is one wave, then another...

What's that?Isn't this a magic thing where you can just wave a wand and get whatever you want?

Arriving at the counter with a pile of books that had been reduced in weight, the clerk looked at Albert holding a pile of books in stunned silence. Is it possible that this child was born to be a strong man in the country?

"Hello! Check out!" Albert's voice interrupted the messy thoughts in the clerk's mind.

After seeing the books that Albert wanted to buy, the clerk asked: "Are you sure you want to buy these books? This is not something that a child of your age can understand."

"Three Years to Draw, Five Years to Move Bricks"

"Civil Engineering, from Entry to Groundbreaking"

"How to stand out in front of the only girl in the department"

"Hair Care-How Teenagers Can Prevent Baldness"

"Quick Memory - Quantum Wave Speed ​​Reading Method"

"Oriental Feng Shui - Teach you how to find a feng shui treasure land to build a grave"

……

Seeing Albert's insistence, the clerk said nothing more.

His sight obscured by the pile of books in his arms, Albert could only tilt his head and walked towards the door of the store in a weird posture.

He had to find a deserted alley and put these books into the pocket that had been casted by the Invisible Stretching Charm.

"Bang!" A little girl ran into the bookstore rashly and bumped into Albert, causing books to scatter on the floor.