"Are there any other ways to practice Legilimency?"
Harry is still searching for the answer.
The Legilimency itself was created to resist Legilimency.
Disguising one's true self and suppressing emotions are merely characteristics that a wizard developed to hide secrets after the shield of the Legilimency could not withstand the Legilimency.
Harry, who needs to utilize his derivative abilities to combat the witch's charm, is unable to acquire it because there is a shield that is more effective than Legilimency.
The fact that the dignified White Magic Fairy couldn't even master a simple spell left him feeling extremely frustrated and troubled.
After class.
"Harry, are you alright?" Draco naturally took his arm.
"It's okay to answer the questions wrong. You've only been in the magical world for a short time, and you're already very good." Roan also joined in.
Then there's Harley, Corab, and Gale.
Faced with them, Harry felt increasingly unable to control himself.
Maybe one day, at some point, he'll pull Draco or Roan into an empty classroom.
And because this attraction is two-way, neither Draco nor Roan would refuse it.
The final result was predictable.
He didn't want something like this to happen in front of wizards all over the world.
He has tried various approaches to address this.
For example, having Lily, who is the spirit of Magic Immortal Artifact, use Legilimency on him.
The result was that he only mastered a strange multiplication mode; the progress of the Magic Immortal Artifact's release remained unchanged, but the Magic Immortal Artifact's power multiplied.
And their recent education doesn't offer much to study in depth.
Spells, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Magic are just spell cards that teach some spells and the most important spells.
The extended content that should be included—such as the background of the spell's invention, its creator, and the meaning of the spell—is almost entirely absent.
The A History of Magic, Potions, Astronomy, Divination, Muggle Studies, and other Muggle-related topics are all present in their world.
These five courses are taught separately by male wizards. The wizards start from the first year's content and, in order to speed up the learning process, they make great leaps in their studies. Many parts require time to learn on their own.
If Harry and his friends hadn't already studied it, they might be spending all their time in the wizarding lounge library, just like Neville is now.
As for the last remaining Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures, they haven't officially started classes yet.
According to information Harry gathered from Draco and the others, as well as from Krum, these two courses are said to be very expensive in Galleons and extremely important.
So even though Harry's body was stiff and he was almost limp in Roan and Draco's arms, he still resolutely walked out of the castle.
("Is this something children should watch?" Mrs. Weasley blushed and stood up abruptly.)
(The children were even more focused.)
The area outside Hogwarts Castle in this world has always been a forbidden zone for wizards.
Without the cover of Secret Passage passageways, they would be exposed to the witches' gaze, and then, surrounded by the witches, they would lose the will to resist, their minds filled with nothing but white fluid, and finally be drained dry and sent to the Hospital Wing.
And now, such a scene is unfolding on the Black Lake.
The sky was clear and light gray today, and the grass underfoot was soft and damp.
However, nobody cared about the weather.
The three male wizards were stripped naked and exposed to the sun. Although their private parts were not exposed, it was worse than being exposed.
The bodies of graceful witches pressed against it, producing sounds of water and silvery moans.
(Professor McGonagall's face turned red as she trembled with anger. "How could such a thing happen in broad daylight! Don't the professors at Hogwarts care?")
(Professor Sprout reassured them, "You should be thankful that this screen has a mosaic function. The children won't have their eyes offended.")
Neville quickly hid in the crowd.
He began to feel grateful for the protection he received from the witches of his grade, otherwise he would have become one of them.
Krum and Cedric quickly followed.
Harry squeezed Draco and Roan's hands.
Before this, he had heard all sorts of romantic escapades between witches and wizards.
But the worst he saw was Neville's clothes torn to shreds and his body covered in hickeys.
Only today has he seen all of this so clearly.
Witches began to emerge from the castle, like Beast, their clothes flying through the air, and they surged toward the three poor wizards.
For the first time, he felt lucky that he, who was marked by Draco and Roan, would not suffer such a fate.
"Let's go." Harry's voice was dry and trembling. "To the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the Care of Magical Creatures Class is about to begin."
He urgently needs to see Hagrid.
This Half-giant who led him into the magical world held a unique place in his heart.
Even though he knew that the two Hagrid were not one and the same.
But whenever I see him, all my current fear, curiosity, longing, and the blankness in my mind are replaced by this kind-hearted Half-giant.
Just get close.
Upon hearing Harry's words, Roan and Draco blushed and, as they walked toward the Forbidden Forest, they 'inadvertently' bumped into Harry.
Finally, Harley joined in.
(Ginny's veins started bulging again, and she forced herself to look at other screens.)
Phoebe stepped onto the soft grass as she and the other witches walked down the slope to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, heading to their first Care of Magical Creatures.
Unlike the other Champion, she didn't pay much attention to what was happening by the Black Lake.
She was immersed in a sense of déjà vu.
She didn't stay at Hogwarts for very long.
However, the carriage parked at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Gabrielle in the small room inside, had become her greatest solace in a foreign land.
Today, she seems to have returned to the time before she became Champion.
After passing the time at the library, she headed towards the carriage to meet her family in England—her beloved younger sister.
The closer I got, the more inexplicable joy welled up inside me.
She looked around until she reached the wooden house, but couldn't find any trace of the carriage.
(Madame Maxime's eyes reddened. "She's looking for the carriage; she's homesick.")
(The same applies to Gabrielle and the other Beauxbatons students.)
Then she could only look at Professor Rubeus Hagrid, who taught the Care of Magical Creatures Class.
He waited for his students by the door of the hut, wearing a mole-skin coat, with his hunting dog, Tooth, at his feet, seemingly eager to set off.
Hagrid was no stranger to Phoebe.
He was a suitor of Madame Maxime, a caretaker of the winged horses that pulled the carriage, and a wizard who, like Madame Maxime, possessed Giant blood.
That should still be the case in this world—judging from his physique.
But at the same time, he also has another identity—an adult male wizard.
The allure of adult male witches to female witches increases with age.
So even though Professor Flitwick was short, Phoebe noticed some of her witch classmates giving him lewd looks during class.
But now, she noticed something—no one was staring at Hagrid with the same look they would give a wizard.
Is it because of the Giant bloodline?
Or is it that Hagrid in this world is actually an underling of the Demon Man, who taught him magic to reduce his own sexual attractiveness?
This is not impossible. Voldemort was Hagrid's classmate, and she learned about their acquaintance after becoming Champion.
After experiencing Cedric being Dark Magic Fairy in the previous world, Phoebe dared to imagine anything.
"Isn't he a male witch too? And how old are you?" Phoebe walked over to Simone and mimicked the tone of those lewd witches.
In this world, Simone is a witch who has a particular fondness for older male witches.
She once publicly stated that if she weren't underage and her mother didn't allow it, she would definitely go to the 'Hunger Platform' to queue up and play with Demon Man and other high-age male criminals.
Therefore, it would be most appropriate for Simone to probe her opinion of Hagrid.
"Him?" Simone glanced at Hagrid's beard and groin. "I don't know why, but I just don't feel anything for her. It's like how I feel when I'm with a witch, or an underage male witch like Neville."
"Really?" Phoebe kept Hagrid's lack of masculine charm in mind.
Perhaps Hagrid is the key to the mission.
As she was thinking this, all the students had already arrived.
Harry was still surrounded by Roan and the others.
Krum, Cedric, and Neville also hid within the human wall of the witch siege.
"Come on, hurry up!" Hagrid shouted, as the students approached.
"We have something good to treat you all today! We're about to have an exciting lesson! Is everyone here? Okay, follow me!"
("Oh? In the Forbidden Forest?" Ron joked, trying to distract himself.)
(What happened by the Black Lake had a strong impact on him, especially with Lavender so close to him.)
(But in contrast, his mother, who remained at Hogwarts and was even right beside him, became the biggest obstacle.)
(He couldn't just pull Hermione out of the Great Hall like Basil did, not knowing where to go.)
(Only by strengthening his spirit could he push Lavender away slightly.)
Contrary to Ron's guess, Hagrid did not lead the students into the woods.
(Ron was extremely disappointed. If he had seen those Acromantula, he was sure he would have snapped out of it instantly, unlike now when his mind was filled with nothing but white fog.)
He led them along the edge of the woods, and five minutes later they found themselves outside an enclosure-like area.
There was nothing there.
"Everyone come to this fence!" he shouted. "That's right—stand where you can see."
"Before the surprise begins, I'm going to teach one of you new students a spell."
"Old students," Hagrid, looking at the students, "You're the one, Harley, you show us."
"I'm not Charms professor, and direct demonstrations are easier to understand than dry language."
"Me?" Harley asked, but still walked up to the crowd with a blush on her face.
"Use that spell," Hagrid said. "Just pick one. Well, don't be too casual and let the new students see something new."
"Hmm." Harley nodded and extended her right hand. "Mooncalf."
A pale gray shadow seemed to fly out from the wide sleeves of a robe, landed on the ground and rolled into a ball. A strange creature appeared, with round, bulging eyes on its head, smooth gray skin, four thin legs, and four flat, Padfoot.
(Hagrid stood up, his small, beetle-like eyes widening in disbelief. "What kind of magic is this?!")
(He couldn't help but be surprised; being able to summon Fantastic Beasts at will was simply amazing. If he could do that, he wouldn't have had Charlie send Norberta to the dragon farm.)
"A good choice, Mooncalf." Hagrid nodded. "Cute and affordable."
"If their droppings can be collected before sunrise, they can make the magical plants grow faster and stronger."
"They also have an interesting habit—they stand on their two hind legs and perform a very complex dance under the moonlight."
"The crop circles that Muggle believe to be drawn by aliens or UFOs are a product of this habit."
As he said this, he winked at Harry and the other two.
(Hermione, panting and straightening her clothes to ignore the mud, begins to comment on Hagrid's performance in the other world, "He did his homework, learning about Harry and the others' backgrounds beforehand—in this world, Muggle-born wizards.")
("They even learned about crop circles and aliens because of this, which is truly remarkable.")
(Basil coughed and held up what he was holding to show it. "Before you comment, don't forget you're not wearing any black stockings.")
"The three of you probably already have a general idea of what kind of magic I'm going to teach you."
Harry nodded. "The magic to summon Fantastic Beasts out of thin air."
He had considered the possibility that it was Illusion Technique, a projection that deceived his vision, or a tangible construct of condensed energy.
But Hagrid's statement, "Cute and economical. Their droppings, if collected before sunrise, can make magical plants grow fast and strong," suggests that this Mooncalf is a real, existing creature.
"You can be considered correct," Hagrid laughed. "However, it wasn't summoned out of thin air; it was already present within us from the beginning. To be precise, Harley just made a projection of this little guy appear in the real world."
"Today I'm going to teach you the Summoning Charm. It's the foundation of the Care of Magical Creatures Class and Herbology."
"Summoning Charm?" Harry and his two friends frowned.
(Most viewers in the Wizarding World are the same.)
(The Summoning Charm is not an obscure spell; wizards in various countries have learned and mastered it.)
(Its spell is "Accio," which can make distant targets fly towards it.)
(When reciting the Summoning Charm incantation, you can also say the name of the item you wish to summon, such as "×× Accio," or you can avoid using the name and simply say "all of them Accio here.")
(Even if the Summoning Charm in this world were made into cards, they wouldn't be like this now.)
(In fact, many wizards have already converted Summoning Charm into cards.)
Hagrid mistakenly thought Harry and the others hadn't understood him, so he patiently explained, "The principle of the Summoning Charm is to create Magical Creature as spell cards. Then you can carry the Magical Creature with you, create projections of them, or summon them directly into reality."
"The biggest test is the intimacy between you and the Magical Creature. You must be Mind Stone compatible with it for the Summoning Charm to work and for the spell card it transforms into to stay safely in your body."
"Therefore, these spell cards are also called Summoning Card."