In less than a week remaining during the Easter holiday, Felix suddenly gave up all activities and hid in the house of Responsibility to practice memory magic and patron spells. He had a premonition that his magic would undergo a qualitative change.

This is a very strange feeling, and the two states of fluency and astringency appear on him at the same time.

As time passed day by day, even students who met in the corridor accidentally discovered that Felix was in a wrong state.

"Professor? Are you feeling unwell?" Hermione asked carefully, looking at his silver-glowing eyes.

When Professor Hayp looked over, she felt that her thoughts were easily seen through.

Felix turned his head and said gently: "It's okay, it's just that some magic has improved, and it will be fine after a while."

On the last day of Easter holiday, please feel free to ask

At this moment, he was sitting in a wide bronze armchair, leaning forward, and his slender fingers supported his chin, as if he was trapped in eternal thoughts.

Ripples appeared in Felix's heart, and the memories of using the patron god's spell in the past kept pouring into his heart

The first time I successfully showed the form of a patron saint in the fifth grade;

Companionship when traveling to the forbidden forest at night;

Then when I met the volleyball during my graduation trip;

There are also countless exercises day after day...

Every time I wave my wand, every time I think and feel, every time I condense my happiness, every time I watch it flap its wings and stroke through the sky...

These past memories surged into my heart in an instant like a volcano eruption.

But Felix is ​​no longer as helpless as in the fourth grade. He has rich experience. At the same time, he constantly sorts out his chaotic thoughts with his breakthrough in memory magic a few days ago.

The thinking hut was like a markless extension spell, constantly expanding and extending. The books in the hut were swept by the wind, and all kinds of magic symbols burst out with dazzling light.

Countless silver wings appeared in his mind, filling the world of his entire thinking, and then at a certain moment, these swifts gathered towards the center.

The speed is extremely fast!

Silver figures collided together, exploding large clouds of silver fog. Thousands of swifts followed one after another, and the silver fog in the center kept rolling, as if something was brewing.

In the room, Felix's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his light blue pupils burst into dazzling silver light.

When the light reached its peak, Felix pulled out his wand and quickly stabbed forward.

"Hu God Guard!"

A ball of silver light exploded suddenly, first rapidly expanding, completely swallowing Felix's figure, and instantly spreading to half a room. After a brief stagnation, the silver light quickly contracted and condensed into a silver swift.

That was Felix's new patron saint.

This swift is much larger than the usual size. It looks like the size of an owl, with dense light spots everywhere in its body.

These light spots are connected to each other with the help of invisible filaments, like the skeletons and blood vessels of the patron saint.

When the last ray of silver light merged into the patron saint, all these light spots and filaments were invisible.

What appeared before Felix was a brand new patron saint with entities.

Level 6 Guardian Spell!

He and the silver swift looked at each other, as if they could feel their thoughts. It spread its sickle-shaped wings and shuttled through the room like a flash of lightning. Looking around, there were endless silver tracks.

"Your speed is getting faster again," Felix said in admiration.

The swift suddenly appeared in front of him, floating in the air, making a short cry to express inner joy to Felix.

Felix stretched out his index finger and gently touched its head. It was a solid texture. If he didn't look at the silver light on it, others would probably think that this was a mutated big bird.

The swift rubbed his fingers, conveying the joy in his heart.

Felix also showed a satisfied smile. On the eve of Easter, he finally turned the accumulation of recent times into reality.

Six transformations of brain closure surgery!

Six transformations of God and thoughts!

A forgetfulness will make you transform six times!

The Guardian Curse has transformed six times!

The breakthrough of the other three magics came naturally. They had already reached the top of level 5. In less than a year after returning to Hogwarts, the magic background continued to deepen due to some experiences.

From the formation and practice of the magic of the hut of thought, to the exchange of memory magic with Snape, to Lockhart's magical notes... until the requests are met, Ms. Royna Ravenkra's millennium memory showed him the top memory magic.

With the help of the crown, everything caused his memory magic to undergo a qualitative change.

And when the memory magic transforms, it is natural to break through the patron sacred spell.

After all, he did not have any obstacles. Ms. Ravenclaw directly told him the existence and location of the memory node, saving him countless time. It was just that the memory magic was insufficient to control it, which seemed a bit difficult...

The silver swift fell on his shoulder and pecked his ears gently.

Felix's thoughts flew, and he once again thought about a question that had troubled him for a long time.

What exactly is his golden finger? Or, does the golden finger really exist?

No panel, no prompt, no thoughts of others that popped up...

Some just practice and transform naturally without any fatigue, and Felix also named his magic as Level 1 and Level 2 according to the number of transformations...

Perhaps this is the essence of his "golden finger"

An innate magical talent?

There is never a shortage of talented people in the magic world, such as the snake-boy and disguised Magus;

There are also talents targeting a field, such as flying, advanced transformation, potions, and even just having an extraordinary strength in a certain magic...

Such examples are common in history, but how many of them can bring their talents to the extreme?

And Felix did.

His own perseverance and wisdom, and his unique magical talent, have made him who he is now.

"So, is it the gold finger important?"

Felix smiled, looked at the silver swift on his shoulder, and walked out of the house of whatever he wanted.

In front of a window, Felix gently tapped the guardian saint's forehead, "Go and bring me a moon dew flower in the forbidden forest."

The swift spread its wings and turned into a silver stream of light and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Felix looked at the silver track it dragged out and suddenly remembered the ancient poem he saw in the manuscript of Ravenclaw
Chapter completed!