Charms Class, Herbology Class, Defense Against the Dark Arts Class

Cypher spent the entire noon in silence.

He was reflecting and adjusting himself.

Charms class was in the afternoon.

Charms class was taught by Iris's grandfather, Brandt Fergus, who was the lecturing professor.

This hale and hearty old man was also the Head of Ravenclaw House.

Unsurprisingly, the first chapter of the textbook was about learning the Levitation Charm.

Cypher flipped through the textbook, feeling that the content was largely similar to the practical spells he had perused.

These spells read verbatim from the book posed no difficulty for Cypher.

All that was needed was a standard hand gesture, a clear incantation, and a little bit of belief.

Depending on the amount of magic poured into the wand, the strength of the spell would also change.

Cypher was curious, he really wanted to know why he couldn't produce any effect by mobilizing his magic, making gestures, and chanting, after giving up his wand.

However, based on the knowledge he had gained so far, learning the basics honestly and mastering the ability to protect himself was the most important thing.

Skipping Professor Fergus's explanation of how to cast the spell in class, it was time for the practical stage.

The little wizards' performance in Charms class was not much different from their overall performance in Transfiguration class in the morning.

It could even be said that Charms class was more dangerous.

For this reason, this class was only attended by Ravenclaw and Gryffindor first-years together.

The greatest damage of a Transfiguration spell was nothing more than causing it to explode.

But the Levitation Charm...

Cypher witnessed it with his own eyes, right next to him.

There was a little wizard from Gryffindor.

His spell did not make the feather float up slowly.

Instead, it shot the feather at super speed towards the wooden blackboard in front.

Cypher stared intently and found that only half of the tail feather was left sticking out of the blackboard.

That white dot in the black made Cypher break out in a cold sweat.

If this feather had shot at other little wizards, he wondered if Headmaster Fergus would have been able to react in time...

In fear and trepidation, Cypher made the feather in front of him rise tremulously.

Professor Fergus saw that Cypher had succeeded.

He was not stingy just because he was a student of his own house, and decisively added ten points for the first person to succeed.

Then, Iris and Luna each received five points for their success.

In this lesson, the three of them won twenty points for their house.

As the class drew to a close, there were only a few little wizards who had succeeded.

Huh? Did Professor Dumbledore forget to give us points?

With some resentment.

Cypher left the Charms classroom.

Charms class did not take up the entire afternoon.

There was still the last lesson of the day in the afternoon - Herbology.

The Herbology professor was a kind and amiable middle-aged witch.

She always faced every little wizard with a kind look and a smile.

On the way to the Herbology classroom, Cypher learned the name of the Herbology professor from Iris.

Bernice Leslie, who was also the Head of Hufflepuff House.

The content recorded in the Herbology textbook was included in the basics of potions.

Therefore, Cypher spent the entire lesson observing the actual herbs.

With Iris's help, he flexibly applied the rigid knowledge in the book.

Herbology is the foundation of potion-making.

But the preparation of potions is not just herbs.

For example, the potion for treating scabies requires dried nettles, ground snake fangs, porcupine quills, and boiled, tentacled slugs.

A potions master is basically a moving encyclopedia of the Magical World.

Even though Cypher insisted on studying the basics of potions every night...

"...With my guidance, plus your abnormal learning speed, it is estimated that you will be able to try brewing the Awakening Potion by the Christmas holidays!"

The above was Iris's evaluation of Cypher when eating dinner that night.

Herbology class didn't have any surprises; even if the first-year students made mistakes handling the herbs, there wouldn't be any serious consequences.

The uneventful Herbology class ended just like that.

After the three of them finished dinner, they climbed the stairs back to the common room and went to Cypher's dorm.

The three of them gathered around a table.

They hurriedly finished the homework assigned in today's classes.

Where did the table and chairs come from? You'd have to ask Iris and Luna about that.

Even after a day of classes, Cypher didn't relax before going to bed.

He gritted his teeth, took out the thick "Basic Potions," and started his daily task.

Tuesday morning's class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The professor was a tall, thin man, an old acquaintance; he was the one who gave the new students a hard time before the Sorting Ceremony.

Through his self-introduction, Cypher learned that his name was Galatea Mellors.

Cypher admired this old man.

He not only taught Defense Against the Dark Arts for many years, but he also compiled all the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbooks for every year at Hogwarts.

In just the first class, he stated the teaching goals for the first semester and hinted at the content of the first semester's periodic test.

That was for the young wizards to be able to skillfully master and use the Shield Charm.

"In Defense Against the Dark Arts, the spells you learn are more difficult to cast than the spells you learn in all other classes. It is the only ability that selflessly protects you after you leave the castle. Even if you can only practice in class, you must keep waving your wands and practice! Practice! And practice again! Engrave the waving motion into your bones. Only in this way, when you are in danger, even if your mind is blank, you can still reflexively draw your wand and cast the spell!"

"So, this first half of the year, you will be practicing successfully casting the Shield Charm in various unexpected situations!"

Seeing that no one objected, Professor Mellors stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

He began to formally teach, explaining how to cast the Shield Charm more effectively.

"Protego!"

Professor Mellors first had everyone come forward, and he cast a Shield Charm at each person, allowing the young wizards to feel the spell's resistance.

To experience firsthand what effect this spell had.

Then he began to popularize some dark creatures.

What evil little Goblins, common venomous insects in the Magical World, and so on.

Then he pointed out their weaknesses and how to use the Shield Charm to protect themselves.

The whole class was lively and vivid, and all the young wizards sat up straight, listening to Professor Mellors' explanation with shining eyes.

Professor Mellors' many experiences gave Cypher a lot of inspiration.

After all, magical creatures and Muggle creatures are different.

He spoke for a full hour and a half.

Professor Mellors picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then announced that everyone should take out their wands for practical training.

"You can use the Shield Charm to buy yourself time to resist against all the dark creatures I mentioned above. But! The biggest problem is whether the spell you cast can hit it, not whether your spell can be shot out! You must know that they are all living dark creatures!"

Indeed, hitting a randomly moving target is different from hitting a stationary target.

In order to curb the young wizards' arrogance and let them calm down and only learn and practice the Shield Charm in the first half of the year.

Professor Mellors took out a quill from his pocket and turned it into a small bird with a flick of his wand.

Judging by its size, it looked like a hummingbird, Cypher thought.

So small, it would be very difficult to hit.

The little bird spread its wings and flapped them at a high frequency, flying around Professor Mellors.

"This is a Bone-Etching Hummingbird. If you are pecked by its beak, your bones will feel like they are being scraped by a knife."

"Of course, this one is non-toxic. But if it touches your head, you fail."

"Would anyone volunteer to take on the challenge first?"

Professor Mellors glanced at Cypher intentionally.

This young wizard left a deep impression on him during the start of school, and he was very optimistic about him.