The quarrel with Draco Malfoy made Harry temporarily put aside the panic in his heart, but Professor Hepp seemed to be deliberately trying to get along with them, and said leisurely: "Time is not always enough, children, you need to hurry up."

The crowd spread even more, and everyone was facing each other like headless flies.

"Which magic text have you mastered?"

"Light, flame and cutting-what are you-"

“I only know light and livestock.”

Time is tight, and they only say the most important meaning of the magic text, which is the core meaning. Fortunately, everyone's idea is the same. Until Harry completed a set of exchanges, he did not understand what the guy opposite was named and which academy he was from.

He found that it didn't seem so difficult, so in the next three times, he deliberately looked for people he didn't know to exchange, but he finally remembered to ask for his name politely. As for the academy, everyone saved it tacitly.

When he told Ron halfway through, Ron stared: "Don't you think everyone doesn't know who you are, Harry?"

Harry slapped his forehead. He had never thought about this problem at all. He saw Hermione appear happily and grabbed her, "How many have you changed?"

"Fifteen," said Hermione happily, "the secret is to find senior girls, who are friendly and have little overlap with your knowledge - wait!"

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she walked to Daphne Greenglass arrogantly, whispering something, her face full of spirits. Harry looked aside for a long time, and finally found that the two seemed to be in the corner.

"Are they friends?" Harry asked, knowing that the girl was a Slytherin.

"The friendship was made," Ron said, "the magic puppet battle, or whatever, at least that's what Hermione said."

Felix watched quietly, quickly recording the students who could be assigned to a group. Although he wanted to break the barriers of the four academies and promote their communication, he was not interested in getting the totally inappropriate people together.

Fortunately, except for a few groups, most people’s thoughts are not as strong as they imagined. They just need a suitable excuse. In this way, his next arrangements are not abrupt.

When the last student exchange was completed, most of the students had already tried to use the Weatherbus Ring to collect the magic symbols. Felix clapped his hands and asked them to stop.

Silently, their seats changed. They were originally clearly divided, but now they are in a staggered manner.

“Let’s talk about how to perceive the structure of an object?

You should have been exposed to other classes, especially in the Transformation class. Perception of Magic Text is also a similar idea. There are some tips here to let your magic touch it gently, instead of injecting magic into it roughly, it will blow them up-

Imagine raindrops falling into the puddle, spreading ripples."

Felix's fingertips hit the air, and the air seemed to have a shape, slightly sunken, and then a light blue magic spread.

"Mobilize your magic, as subtle as possible without interruption, I want to remind you that this is not a spell-"

"Bang!"

A student exploded the magic text, as if an orange-red firework was exploded.

"Eddie Camilche, listen to me," Felix pulled them into the Mind Hut, "practice here for a while, otherwise the magic text you just exchanged will disappear faster than the Invisible Beast."

After the rally, Felix asked Neville: "Can you keep up with the progress?"

Navi scratched his head, "It's a bit difficult, but it's much easier than I thought. I left behind four magical texts."

After coming out of the Thinking Hut, Felix allowed them to analyze the magic text. The subsequent classroom seemed to have a fireworks show, but after seven or eight failures, most people barely found the trick and used the skills trained from the Thinking Hut in reality.

It was his first time here, and he had no relevant learning before, and he didn't even master a practical magical text.

"You did a good job, I noticed, have you signed up for the duel?"

Neville blushed and he whispered: "I want to try--"

"Well, go ahead and get ready, I remember Porter and the others had a duel study group that might help you," Felix suggested.

Neville raised his head and told him: "I am already a fixed member of it, and my coma is used well."

"Fixed member?" Felix asked in confusion.

"Uh... Harry and the others don't prohibit others from participating. Many students have come and play once or twice, and they will take the initiative to invite some seniors."

"People who come often will be given a copper nut. As long as Nat gets hot, it means there is activity." Neville took out a coin from his pocket. Felix took a look and laughed in silence. Isn't this the hot nut he made before?

Except for the pattern above, it was changed to a lion's head.

As the teaching content of the Magic Wen Club deepened, some students could no longer keep up and chose to quit voluntarily - there was no way out, because when selecting members, only seven people were truly qualified in his heart, so he had to relax his conditions.

Some people were not prepared to invest a lot of time and energy, and when the freshness passed, they chose to leave. Before leaving, they returned the Tongnath, who was used to notify the assembly time.

These things are useless to him. When Felix made it, he did not even add the most basic protective magic. In fact, it is just a transitional item, which has now been changed to the Ring of the Utrodos.

He casually put the fever Nat in the abandoned area and was about to find time to deal with it. Now it seems that his assistant should have discovered them and has also studied them privately...

Gryffindor Common Lounge.

Harry told Ron and Hermione about his accident of going to Professor Lupin's office yesterday to practice the patron curse.

Hermione screamed, "You saw Voldeo-You saw the mysterious man?" Others in the lounge looked over and covered her mouth: "How is this possible? Didn't you say you're afraid of dementors?"

"I thought it was," Harry said fearfully, "Professor Lupin found a Boggart from the staff lounge. He said there were some ways to deceive Boggart, but I refused."

"I really thought I was afraid of the dementors the most, but Boggart became Voldemort stuck to the back of Quirrell's head, and later became a basilisk..."

Ron said incredibly: "It must be dazed. How could anyone have two things that they fear the most?"

Harry explained, "Professor Lupin said that this is possible, but it is usually the same type of fear. For example, if you are afraid of spiders, Boggart may change into different spider forms. This is rare for me. Professor Lupin speculated that it may be that Boggart could not find something that would make me lose my mind, so he could only take turns to come-" As he said that, he grinned.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I think it might be the influence of that dementor doll...how many times have you played with it?"

Ron stressed: "That's not fun, Hermione. We're adapting ourselves to the feeling of facing the dementors. Look, Harry is not afraid now."

Hermione snorted, and she asked Harry: "But how do you practice the patron sage?"

"Professor Lupin temporarily deceived Bogt and made it mistakenly think that the thing I fear the most was the dementor, but he asked me to take the dementor doll over to him next time..."
Chapter completed!