Can Ravenclaw's Troublemakers Be Like Gryffindor's?

"Phew—"

Andy took a deep breath.

Professor Flitwick was a very talented professor. Not only was he incredibly patient, but he was also the Head of Ravenclaw, which made him naturally close to Andy.

Andy decided to leave a deep impression on Professor Flitwick, making it easier to seek his advice on magic in the future.

Looking at the sand on the tabletop, Andy did not chant an incantation. He merely flicked his wand casually—it was not even the standard gesture for the Cleaning Spell.

The sand on the table vanished instantly.

"Oh! What have I just seen? A beautiful Silent Spell!"

Professor Flitwick was so excited he seemed on the verge of fainting. Ravenclaw had truly struck gold this year—and struck it twice.

Naturally, he had already guessed that Andy had practiced magic in advance.

But practicing magic early did not mean one could use it to this extent.

If your understanding of a spell was not deep enough, then even if you practiced it ten thousand times, your level would remain the same.

Learning magic had never been about mindlessly waving a wand. It was about thinking deeply on top of one's existing foundation.

From the few questions Andy had asked in class alone, Professor Flitwick dared to conclude that Andy had certainly conducted in-depth research into magic.

"Five points to Ravenclaw!" Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly.

He felt a little smug inside.

Earlier, in the Teacher's Lounge, Professor McGonagall had teased him, asking how he planned to handle Ravenclaw's troublemaker.

Andy was fairly well-known among Hogwarts professors. After all, he was the first Little Wizard daring enough to argue with Dumbledore.

Professor Flitwick could not help thinking that Professor McGonagall really ought to take a good look. Could Ravenclaw's troublemaker possibly be the same as Gryffindor's troublemakers?

Gryffindor's troublemakers were truly naughty, while Ravenclaw's troublemakers—perhaps they simply thought more and reflected deeply on things.

"By the way, Mr. Collins, what class do First Years have this afternoon?" Professor Flitwick suddenly asked, as if remembering something.

"Transfiguration Class, Professor!"

Andy replied, "Professor McGonagall's class."

Wonderful! Professor Flitwick clenched his fist hard. Once Andy and the others finished class, he planned to wait for Professor McGonagall in the Teacher's Lounge.

He really wanted to see her expression then.

Andy: "?"

What was wrong with the professor? "Ahem! Continue practicing."

Professor Flitwick spun around nimbly, as though nothing had happened. "You must be firm in your understanding. Your incantations must be clear and fluent, and your gestures must be standard."

How could the Little Wizards still have any mind to practice the Cleaning Spell? What had they just seen? A Little Wizard in the same year as them had already mastered the technique of Silent Casting.

This was an advanced casting technique that many adult wizards could not master.

Even if some Little Wizards did not understand what Silent Casting meant, other Little Wizards eagerly explained it to them.

"He's really amazing." Harry looked at Andy with some envy.

So far, he had not successfully cast a single spell. He was beginning to wonder whether he lacked talent in this area.

"Yeah! He's loved reading since he was little." Ron tirelessly told Harry about going to see Andy—every time he saw Andy, Andy had been at home reading.

"We need to read more books too." Ron made up his mind.

Yet before long, Ron invited Harry to play Wizard's Chess with him after class, because he had come up with another new idea.

"Have you really mastered Silent Casting?" Hermione looked at Andy in shock.

"How could that be?"

Andy spread his hands. "Just this one spell. Ever since I learned it, Mom has handed all the cleaning at home over to me."

Besides, the sand on the table was obvious. This was already the simplest application of the Cleaning Spell.

"That's still impressive."

Hermione said, "At least you already have experience in this area."

"How could it be that simple?"

Andy shook his head and said, "Different spells have different principles. You have to master the principles behind every spell and integrate them into your magic."

Boom!!! Andy was whispering with Hermione when an explosion suddenly rang out in the classroom, startling him into drawing his wand immediately.

"Impedimenta!"

Andy: "..."

Fine, the explosion had not been that dramatic. It was merely a small-scale explosion caused by a Gryffindor Little Wizard casting incorrectly.

It was about as powerful as a firecracker.

Andy remembered that Little Wizard seemed to be called Seamus Finnigan.

Uh... he was the Little Wizard who had blown up the fertilizer barrel during Herbology Class.

Andy decided that unless absolutely necessary, he must never offend this person lightly in the future.

Just think about it. You were dueling Mr. Finnigan, but no matter what spell he chanted, it produced the effect of an Exploding Charm. Wouldn't that scare you?

An hour and twenty minutes passed quickly. At exactly noon, Charms Class ended.

Andy had now seen the overall level of this year's Little Wizards.

By the end of class, only a few Little Wizards had managed to reduce some of the sand on their tables. Most of their spells had not produced any effect at all.

But that did not mean these Little Wizards were poorly gifted.

On the contrary, as long as they studied at Hogwarts for seven years, they would possess a respectable level of magic after becoming adults.

There was a reason the Wizarding World required Little Wizards to enroll at eleven.

Little Wizards had poor comprehension, found it difficult to regulate their thoughts and emotions, and before the age of eleven, their magic was also not stable enough.

However, once they had lived at Hogwarts for a while, this would quickly improve.

After all, Hogwarts existed specifically to teach them these things.

The afternoon Transfiguration Class did not begin until two o'clock.

After lunch, Andy had originally wanted to go to the library to read, but Hermione insisted on going to the Abandoned Classroom to practice spells.

Andy naturally did not mind.

To Andy, practicing magic and reading were actually the same thing. As long as they could improve his strength, either was fine.

Since there was a Transfiguration Class that afternoon, Andy decided to practice his Transfiguration magic.

Like spells, Transfiguration required a great deal of Magical Theory as support.

To turn one substance into another, you had to master the properties of both substances. Only then, with extensive repeated practice, could you fully master Transfiguration magic.

Andy had read many books on the subject and had also practiced Transfiguration magic at home.

What was more, he had Mom Helen's explanations, along with a Transfiguration talent score as high as four. Andy's progress in Transfiguration had actually been very fast.

Hermione continued practicing spells.

She planned to first master the technique of throwing out the Lumos Charm, then practice other casting techniques.

After all, aiming too high was a major taboo in learning.