The ancient magic literature courses in the third grade are already on the right track. After learning two excerpts of magical notes that are somewhat sensible, they finally ushered in the first interesting enough course.

Felix stood on the podium, "Collapse the textbook, we will make a new attempt today."

The little wizards were excited when they heard this, "I have been looking forward to this day for a long time!" said Dean Thomas. "Professor Happ's class is always full of new possibilities. I have been listening to this sentence for a whole year!"

Felix was already accustomed to the chattering discussions of the little wizards. He took out a small wooden box the size of a palm from his pocket, raised his hand to the students, and then placed the box on the podium, "I took the time to make it to exercise my control of practical ancient magical texts. But later I thought, why not make it more?"

He turned out his magic wand, and the tip of the wand was on the lid of the small wooden box. Circles of golden and red magic patterns woke up from the sleep and emerged from the surface of the box.

Felix fiddled with it casually, and the magical patterns separated layer by layer—

"Click!"

The box was opened.

"What's inside?"

"I want to know, too."

There was a lot of noise below.

Felix looked at the students in the audience with emotion. As a professor, he could easily distinguish the differences between the two colleges. Gryffindor's students were even more exposed, and most of them stretched their necks and looked hard. They were eager to know what was in the box. The students at Slytherin College were much more reserved and their eyes were full of curiosity, but except for a few dumb guys, most students could control themselves.

It's not about the best, it just represents two different traits.

Soon, a symbol of magic text jumped out of the box, and Hermione recognized it at first sight. This was a magic text that symbolized the power of a bison. She couldn't help but bulge her cheeks. These days, thanks to Li Jordan's big mouth, her reputation became more and more popular. Two things that broke the armrests of the chair and threatened Draco Malfoy were taken out to talk about it.

Many young wizards from the outer courtyard came here to see her, and they wanted to see her abilities.

There are not many students like Hermione who can recognize this magical text at a glance. For example, Draco, he just feels that this rune looks familiar and seems to have seen it somewhere.

The next moment, the second magic symbol flew out of the box, followed by the third and fourth...

Hundreds of magic symbols of different colors flew out in a row, and the box suddenly closed. The little wizards opened their eyes wide and looked at the magic symbols floating near the podium, and their hearts were filled with shock.

They turned their eyes to Professor Haipu, who was looking at the group of demons in front of him with satisfaction. Then, he suddenly reached out and pushed him, hundreds of symbols of demons gathered together flew around, filling most of the classroom in just a few seconds.

The little wizards looked up at the magic symbols flashing with various colors of light in the air, some like candles floating in the air in the auditorium dinner, but these magical texts were closer to them and could catch one with your hands.

Simo Feinigan couldn't help but touch a fiery red magic script in front of him with his magic wand. It suddenly sprinkled a small orange-red flame and drifted away by itself. It scared Simo.

Felix cleared his throat, shook his wand and drew an arc, and the magic symbol stopped in an instant.

"Next, I will teach you a little trick to perceive magic. In this class, you need to select the five magic symbols you think are most intimate and record their shapes on parchment."

"A friendly reminder, this is related to your final exam practice part of your score."

The other students looked at him with longing eyes, "What are we waiting for?" Simo shouted loudly, and a low laugh came from below.

Felix explained the so-called technique, "It's actually very simple. Let's reach out and touch the symbol and perceive the magic inside it. The more you 'see', the more it matches you...you can start!"

Ron whispered to Harry: "It sounds like something Trelawney can say."

Harry couldn't help but look at Hermione. She had complained about Professor Trelawney, and had laughed at the words "Tianmu" and "Sight" more than once. These are professional words mentioned by the divination professor, which are used to describe whether a little wizard has divination skills.

Similar words include "the halo around you", "receptiveness to the future" and so on. Unfortunately, Hermione is classified as a rank without divination skills.

When she mentioned this name, she always had a lot of things to say, but this time, Hermione did not respond at all. She quietly approached Professor Hayp and whispered to ask what.

Harry's heart moved and pulled Ron and went over.

"—Is there any intention?" He barely heard Hermione's second half of the words.

"Prepare for the first event of the Magical Club," Felix explained. "It is also to verify a possibility - if the wizard has a spell that is more suitable for him, such as Potter's disarming spell," he nodded at Harry, "Is there a similar situation in ancient Magical Club?"

Hermione understood, "Do you think everyone has the best ancient magic script for them? What we have to do now is to find it based on our feelings?"

"I'm just guessing, but it's worth a try," Felix said.

Harry couldn't help but ask, "Professor, have the results of the Magic Wen Club come out? Ron and I..."

Felix glanced at him, "Your paper...barely passed the test and was ranked second."

"Second level?" Harry heard this for the first time. He was about to ask Hermione later. She must have known it. But Harry still understood the meaning of barely passing the test. He and Ron both breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way," he heard Professor Heip say to him: "How is your duel system paper written?"

"Uh... I'm still writing." Harry said awkwardly. He had a lot of notes, but only one-third of the paper was completed. And now his mind is full of first-grade, second-grade and so on.

Back at the seat, Hermione gave an explanation on the grade category, "The professor divided the assessment results into three levels, and the lowest level was eliminated directly. In the professor's words, they were here to try their luck and did not make any preparations."

"Then the second gear is qualified, and the first gear is excellent?" Ron guessed that this was very consistent.

"No," Hermione sighed, "The first level is qualified. As for the second level, the right to listen. As for whether you come or not, whether you can keep up with the club's class, the professor will not care."

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but raise the volume: "So, we're just making up the numbers?"

"Professor Hepp thinks—" Hermione also raised her tone, "There are a few of you who may keep up with the course, but most of you will fall behind and exit naturally."

"There are only seven people in the first tier, and the number is too small, so the professor is preparing to pick out a few more from the second tier."
Chapter completed!