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Loren's Patronus Charm is no longer suitable for practice in the courtyard. Its shimmering silver-white light can be seen from several kilometers away. The light is soft and not dazzling, but it is very conspicuous.

Therefore, the practice location for the Patronus Charm was moved to a sealed, empty room. Loren's new house was too big, with many empty rooms, and since he had only been living there for a short time, there wasn't much to store.

The empty room had nothing but four walls and a floor.

Hermione trotted along the walls of the room, looking here and touching there with great interest.

"Our houses have the same layout, and your house should have the same room too. What's so interesting about it?"

Loren was also checking the room, occasionally waving his wand to clean up some hard-to-reach corners that he hadn't cleaned before, and he pinched a small ball of dust and placed it at the door.

"The rooms over there are all filled with things. I've never seen an empty room before." Hermione found this fascinating. She reached out and touched the wall again, her fair fingers covered in dust.

Hermione came to Loren's side, patted his shoulder, and smiled sweetly, "Go practice your Patronus Charm, I'll help you clean the room."

Loren clicked his tongue and slapped away her not-so-clean little hand. "The Hermione I used to know wasn't like this. You've gone bad."

Hermione was in a good mood. "Don't you know who you learned from? Hurry up and practice!"

She hummed a broken tune as she picked up her wand and went to dust it off.

After watching Hermione's retreating figure and inwardly condemning himself, Loren finally stepped into the center of the room and stood still.

His Patronus Charm continued to grow in size, showing no signs of solidifying. To be honest, seeing Hermione's little Dolphin made Loren feel a little anxious.

Even without solidifying, its current size is enough to deal with a platoon of Dementor. There has to be a limit to how big it can get... Loren exhaled and muttered:

"[Patronus Charm] "

Layers of shimmering, silvery-white Magic Power light gradually spread, rippling with graceful curves. The silvery-white light grew thicker and thicker, eventually filling the entire room.

Hermione stood frozen in surprise in the corner, her vision filled with light, the world a breathtaking silvery glow. In the center of the room, the boy's figure was blurry, only his outline visible.

In the past, when practicing the Patronus Charm, although I could feel that Loren's Patronus was very large, the light was diffused in the open courtyard, so it didn't have such a direct and shocking effect.

Now, all the light is crammed into this room, confined within this room, overlapping and piling up to create a dreamlike world.

Loren focused intently on casting spells, maintaining a steady and active output of Magic Power, gradually increasing it as he tested his limits. His mind drifted back to all the happy memories he had of this world.

Hermione's companionship, Grandpa Bates's love, the joy of exploring the mysteries of magic, the Hogwarts acceptance letter, the meadows and clouds on the High Mountain, Sister Joyce at the Fawley...

A clear blue light appeared in my eyes, sparkling and shimmering, as beautiful as a pure Sapphire.

Inside the room, the silvery-white light shone once more, and a silent roar reverberated through the Magic Power world!

In the Second Floor bedroom, a book on the bedside table stirred; the figure on the cover opened its eyes. Flamel stepped out from behind the portrait, looked down at the floor, his eyes filled with admiration, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly a remarkable talent!"

Loren, engrossed in casting his spell, was immersed in his own world. He vaguely sensed the boundary of solidification, a feeling that was hard to describe, but he knew it clearly.

He struggled toward that boundary, Magic Power, positive emotions—every element was fully mobilized, responding to the wizard's spell. Closer, closer still, but the final sliver of distance remained forever out of reach for Loren.

Whoosh~

All the silvery-white light and shadow converged back into the magic wand.

The solidification process failed.

Loren withdrew his wand, his breathing rapid, and stood still to calm his wildly beating heart.

Hermione quickly stepped forward, supporting Loren's arm with one hand and gently patting his back with the other, feeling the muscles beneath her palm undulating with his breath. Hermione comforted him, "Take it slow, don't rush. It's a good thing that your Patronus is big."

Loren's disappointment dissipated with the girl's comforting words, and he sighed, "I can already sense the tipping point. Let's see how big it can grow."

"Hmm, don't be discouraged." Hermione carefully helped Loren walk outside, as if taking care of an injured person, afraid of hurting him.

Loren felt a pang of sympathy watching the girl's actions. He was just a little tired from overdoing his spellcasting, not injured. Why was she being so cautious?

But it felt good to have someone take care of him. Loren didn't say anything and silently let Hermione help him walk.

It wasn't until she put him on the sofa that Hermione realized what had happened, and she blushed immediately. "You weren't hurt, so why did you keep making me support you?"

Loren, sitting on the sofa, blinked, his pure blue eyes looking completely innocent. "Didn't you insist on helping me up? I couldn't possibly refuse your kindness, could I?"

Bang!

He got the benefit but acted innocent, and unsurprisingly, he got beaten up.

"Hiss~" Loren gasped, clutching his shoulder, and lay down on the spot. "This time I'm really injured. At least several hundred epidermal cells died, and a lot of capillaries were ruptured."

Hermione, who comes from a family of doctors, was not intimidated at all, and even wanted to do it again. She sneered, "A single slap breaks more capillaries than this."

"But it really hurts," Loren complained, rubbing his shoulder as he sat up and flicked the refrigerator with his wand.

The refrigerator door popped open automatically, and two bottles of cola jumped out from the side panel, wobbling as they flew towards the two people before finally stopping in front of them.

Loren gripped the bottle neck, expertly slammed it against the edge of the table, and the cap popped off onto the table. He tilted his head back and gulped down several large mouthfuls.

Holding the Coke in her hand, Hermione felt a little guilty and hesitated before asking, "Is it really okay to drink Coke in the morning?"

Loren extended his wand and tapped the cap of the Coke bottle in Hermione's hand. The cap popped off with a "bang" and turned into a straw.

He then leisurely replied, "It's not just not good, it's extremely bad, absolutely terrible! It's a bad habit that damages your teeth!"

Hermione looked upset. She asked the question hoping for an encouraging response, not to have the bottle cap opened and then be told that it was bad behavior.

"But the bottle cap is already open, it would be a waste not to drink it," Hermione said softly, bringing her lips closer to suck on the sweet syrup.

"No waste, I can drink two bottles!" Loren's smile was utterly despicable.

"Did Grandpa Bates go out again today?" Hermione asked.

Loren's smile faded, and he revealed a serious expression.

Just as Hermione thought he was about to say something important, Loren asked with a serious expression, "When did you learn to change the subject?"

This is a big problem; the once innocent and adorable Hermione has learned to use tricks.

Although she was still very inexperienced, she had already developed the ability to change the subject, making it much harder for Loren to distract Hermione using the same method in the future.

Bang!

It hit the same spot as the previous punch, and it hurt even more.

Loren rubbed his shoulder and said in a wronged tone, "Grandpa Bates went to look at yachts. The bank manager introduced some yacht rental services, and the prices are said to be very reasonable."

As expected, fists work. Hermione took a sip of her cola. "Have you decided on the travel route yet? It seems like my parents have left the whole trip to Grandpa Bates to arrange."

"Grandpa Bates wouldn't let me ask about the specifics."

"My dad has been watching TV shopping programs lately, and they're all about fishing. If my mom weren't watching him, he would have already called and ordered some."

"Have your mother check it; she might have already bought it."

Over a glass of sweet cola, casual conversations bubbled up like water, leaving a lasting impression on London's not-too-hot summer.

Empty Coke bottles are placed on the table, with the flat caps lying inside. If the bottle recycler saw this, they would definitely wonder how the caps were put in there.

Sitting on the sofa, Hermione's pretty little face was taut, with a touch of baby fat, making her look charming and adorable.

Loren stared into the girl's brown eyes, and some invisible bond flowed through all four eyes along with his gaze. The crystalline blue eyes were reflected in the brown pupils, establishing a beautiful and strange connection.

Memories of the girl's childhood surfaced in both of their minds at the same time.

Loren was very restrained; he cut off the connection and disconnected the screen shortly after the image appeared.

It's one thing for Hermione to open up to him, but that doesn't mean he can just browse through her things. Precious trust should be repaid with respect.

Although he usually jokes around and teases the girl, Loren also cherishes the friendship between them.

"Why did it disconnect?" Hermione tilted her head and blinked, her confused and bewildered expression like that of a little squirrel, making one want to tease her.

Loren looked away with difficulty and said calmly, "I have a basic grasp of Legilimency. You will begin practicing Occlumency from now on."

"Lend me your notes, I'll copy them tonight and start again tomorrow."

"OK."

The progress of the Patronus Charm and Memory Magic came to a standstill, and the morning was thus left free, with the two of them snuggling on the sofa to enjoy the peace and tranquility.

After a long while, Hermione, who was almost asleep, struggled to get up and patted Loren, who was already half-conscious beside her. "We can't waste time, get up and memorize what we need to study this afternoon."

Loren arched his back and tried to open his eyes to look at Hermione, but his mind was blank and he remained motionless, just staring blankly at Hermione.

After taking a few deep breaths and regaining her composure, Hermione sat back down next to Loren with her notebook.

She shook Loren, her eyes Winky as she stared at him. "Don't fall asleep, okay?"

"I'm not asleep," Loren muttered softly.

Hermione used her thumb to trace the seam to find the page with the folded corner in the notebook, opened it, read it once, and then recited it from memory:

"The incantation for the Mending Charm is 'Reparo,' a spell that can be used to seamlessly repair most damaged objects. This spell was invented by Bellatrix Knut before 1754..."

As Hermione recited, Loren yawned and repeated, "Reparo."

As the summer sun gradually rises, golden sunlight streams in through the window, making the room much brighter.

Hermione listened to Loren's concise explanation without forcing him. This had been the routine for memorizing these days: Hermione would memorize a long passage, while Loren would only pick out a few sentences.

"Some rare and powerful curses cannot be repaired by this spell, such as Fiendfyre. Also, the Mending Charm can only be used on inanimate objects; if you try to use Mending Charm to heal wounds on people or animals, it will cause severe scarring."

"A powerful curse cannot be repaired and will cause severe scarring on living objects."

"The Mending Charm can perfectly repair the container itself, but the liquid spilled from the container cannot be collected back into the container using this spell."

"... Spilled water cannot be gathered up again."

"For objects imbued with powerful or complex magic, even the use of Mending Charm usually cannot achieve the desired repair results."

Loren processed the sentence in his mind and then output it. "Some things can't be fixed."

Hermione turned the page. "The Unlocking Charm, also known as the Alohomora or the Thief's Friend, is a spell that can open locked and unprotected doors and windows. It can also be used to open doors locked with the Locking Charm."

The warm sunlight gradually covered them by the window, shining on their faces. It was warm but not scorching. Loren recalled the time he spent sunbathing by the Black Lake, lying on the uneven but warm stones, feeling cozy and cozy.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh." Loren was even sleepier. He hunched his back and shoulders and mumbled through the recitation.

Hermione looked up slightly, watching him move around in the golden sunlight.

She leaned closer and clearly recited in Loren's ear. "Alohomora."

A slight tickling sensation came from his ears. This time, Loren heard it clearly and repeated, "Alohomora."

"This spell was brought to England by Elden Eisrick in the 17th century, until the London Bragden Bly invented the Anti-Alohomora Charm." Hermione read it aloud.

"This spell was brought to England by Elden Eisrick in the 17th century..." Recite it again.

"It was introduced to England in the 17th century, leading to the invention of the Anti-Alohomora Charm." Finally, it was shortened to what Loren could recite directly.

Loren mechanically repeated the steps.

"Before Alohomora, the most popular Unlocking Charm was Colloportus, which could break the lock and leave a smoking hole in the keyhole. Even earlier was Open Sesame, which would simply rip the door off the hinges and chop it into firewood."

Upon hearing the familiar words, Loren snapped out of his daze. He opened his eyes, and the sunlight tickled them.

He looked at Hermione's hands holding the book; they were fair and delicate. Looking up, he saw her beautiful, thin lips moving slightly, her skin snow-white, and her whole being seemed to be glowing.

"Colloportus, Open Sesame." Hermione repeated the previous procedure.

"Before Alohomora, the most popular Unlocking Charm was Colloportus, which could shatter locks... and chop them all into firewood!"

Hearing Loren's clear and loud repetition, Hermione looked up from her notebook, and their eyes met...