Wind Magic

It's been almost two days since the match ended.

A blessing amidst the excruciating pain of the Forbidden Forest after the match.

It has never happened since that day.

Upon noticing this symptom, they rushed back to Hogwarts.

Madam Pomfrey has been found.

But according to Pomfrey's examination, his health seemed to be excellent.

It's safe to say that I've never had such a good time.

According to her, his body was as healthy as a newborn baby, full of the vitality of new life.

Putting that aside, Professor Snape has also started acting strangely in Potions Class these past few days.

He always wore a mask, and his ever-present black batwing robe had been replaced with a bulky fur coat.

He said he made a mistake while researching Potions, which caused his symptoms of being cold-blooded.

But strangely enough, Snape never went to Madam Pomfrey's place.

And his temper has also worsened.

He's become much more sarcastic and cynical than before.

Even towards Harry Potter, his favorite student, there was no longer as much praise as before.

Moreover, Professor Snape, who should have appeared in the newspapers every day, began to fade from public view.

But Harry didn't have time to think about these things.

Today is Saturday.

Inside the Quidditch Pitch, he stood before Professor Dumbledore.

We were just about to begin today's lesson.

"Harry, you know why you're here today, instead of in my office as usual."

Harry thought for a moment and replied, "You said the week before last that you would teach me some very interesting tricks..."

Magic related to the wind.

"Yes, the wind is everywhere." Dumbledore wiped away imaginary tears from the corner of his eye. "In wizarding duels..."

When skill levels are similar, agile footwork is sometimes more useful than most of the magic you learn.

Come on, Harry.

Take out your wand and point it at me.

"But."

"Don't treat me like an old man." Dumbledore waved his wrist, a flash of silver light appeared, and the chilling atmosphere in the air suddenly disappeared.

The cold air was heated in an instant.

They were now in a place that no longer felt like an empty, cold, windy stadium.

Instead, it was a warm Herbology classroom.

"But," Harry gripped his wand tightly, his arm trembling slightly, "Expelliarmus!"

A beam of red light shot straight toward Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore not nearly as old as he looks.

He simply turned slightly and dodged away like a gust of wind.

Just as Harry was about to wonder where Dumbledore gone, he was enveloped by a chilling feeling that made Harry scalp tingle.

The Elder Wand, much thicker than a regular wand and known as one of the Deathly Hallows, pierced his back.

Harry, panting, turned his head. "What's wrong with you? Are you Apparition?"

How did you get here so fast?

For a moment, he even forgot that Dumbledore was going to teach him Wind magic today.

"This is not Apparition."

Apparition is difficult to use in duels.

And it's not appropriate either.

The amount of magic it consumes is related to distance.

But within a distance of one hundred feet, the amount of magic consumed is the same.

This is fatal in a duel.

Think about it: if you expend more magic energy on unrelated things than others.

Even more exhausted, you face a highly energetic opponent.

The scales of the battle will undoubtedly tip in your favor over your opponent's.

And have you forgotten—"

"Yes, Wind magic! I was just startled." Harry looked at Dumbledore's wand.

Today is February 26th.

In just over thirty days, he will face another Deathly Hallows.

He resurrected his mother's treasure— the Resurrection Stone.

Moreover, although in the Mirror World, they defeated the Three-Eyed Thestral, which was manifested by the Horcrux the Resurrection Stone.

They also obtained all the information about the Dark Magic traps set by Voldemort to Horcrux the Horcruxes and the Resurrection Stone.

Not long after, he even dreamed of Voldemort for a period of time.

They also practiced the key to dismantling magical traps—magic control.

But can he really do it?

"You're looking at it?" Dumbledore raised the wand in his hand. "It's much thicker than a regular wand."

I think Ollivander said something like that during the wand test.

"Gregorovitch," Harry said quickly.

He knew that the wand was the Elder Wand, but Dumbledore did not.

"Yes, Gregorovitch." Dumbledore put away his wand. "Let's get back to the lesson."

The magic I just used borrowed the wind, this omnipresent air.

"Air, do you mean it's okay even without wind?"

"Very good, you make connections very quickly."

Yes, in Muggle knowledge, it's a natural phenomenon caused by air movement, which is caused by solar radiation.

We can use magic as the cause of the wind's creation.

"So, I need to learn the specific model of how wind is generated?" Harry couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.

He had fallen behind in math for a long time.

Although it was good in elementary school, it was enough for the Wizarding World.

But it's clearly not enough for this kind of magic.

If it's really as he thinks...

"No need, magic and science are two different fields."

They can combine their efforts, or they can go their separate ways.

Science is not the Muggle knowledge you learn.

They have a way of thinking that analyzes the laws of nature.

Our Alchemy, and other more logical magical knowledge, is actually scientific.

Magic, on the other hand, leans more towards idealism.

It has little to do with the natural laws of the real world.

Most of the time, I just do what I want, and then it happens.

I just dissolved my body into the wind, and it was the same.

"What's the name of this spell?"

"It's just a little trick."

I used the learning method of Apparition to reduce the ethereal concept of space to air and apply it.

I haven't chosen a name yet.

Not to brag, but I have many more tips and tricks like these.

If each one needs to be named.

I'm afraid the effort I'd put into just thinking of a name would have made me just like Arthur." In the end,

Dumbledore pointed to the top of his head.

Harry suppressed a laugh, forcefully controlling himself not to associate Mr. Weasley's baldness with Dumbledore.

"So this magic is also divided into three steps?"

The first step is to focus your attention on your goal.

The second step is to design a determination to occupy the space you desire, letting the urge to enter overwhelm every smallest part of your body.

"Wait, that's not right. It overlaps with Apparition."

"The first step is not to focus on the goal, that is, the place you are going to."

What you need to watch out for is the wind.

The wind is everywhere.

In the initial stages, it's easier to get started in a windy place.

So it's at the Quidditch Pitch.

The area is spacious, and thanks to the lake nearby, there's no shortage of wind.

Dumbledore nodded. "The second step is to forget your own form and imagine the wind you just noticed as your real body."

The third step, however, does not require much attention.

You will wake up then, just like waking up from a dream.

All you need to do is subconsciously stop thinking about what's wrong with you and go where you want to go.

Then 'remember' who you are.

Then you will find that you have re-manifested in human form and appeared where you wanted to be.