Dancing on the ground and dancing in the air were two completely different experiences.
When Vizet and Luna danced together in midair with the Flying Charm, they felt as if they had truly turned into butterflies, fluttering up and down across a far wider stage.
By the time Vizet left the Mystic Corridor and headed for Snape's office, he still felt a little unsatisfied, and even his steps were lighter than usual.
When he reached the first floor, he ran into Mr. Filch in the corridor.
Mr. Filch was still holding Mrs. Norris in his arms. He smiled and greeted Vizet, "Vizet, did something good happen today?"
"Yes, Mr. Filch!" Vizet replied with a smile as well. "A wish I had before was finally fulfilled today."
Mr. Filch said with utmost sincerity, "Oh! That really is wonderful!"
Vizet asked, "Mr. Filch, the thing I hoped you would keep on you before..."
Before he could finish, Mr. Filch took over. "It's right here!"
He reached into his robes and took out an exquisite Fire Dragon Skin bag. Inside the Fire Dragon Skin bag was an exquisite wooden box.
"I've kept it with me just like you said!" He opened the wooden box. Resting on the Velvet lining was a cylindrical object.
The cylindrical object looked similar to a syringe, and it likewise had a marked scale on it, with five gradations labeled from one to five.
"No matter what I'm doing, I always bring it with me." He tugged his robes open a little, revealing a pocket on the inner lining.
He pointed at the stitching of the pocket and said, "Look! I even sewed on a pocket specially for it, so there's no way it'll get lost!"
"Vizet..." Mr. Filch took the cylindrical object out of the wooden box, his