"Fred and George must not know that their noses will be publicly displayed one day." Ron giggled, staring at the small spot above his head intently. Harry, Hermione and a dozen people around him were also acting like him.

They stood on the empty floor, or the space inside the stone basin, where the light was not very sufficient, approaching the dusk scene at dusk.

The top of the head was not the ceiling, but the round light, which looked very similar to the edge of the stone basin. At this moment, a piece of light was blocked, and it was a straight nose bridge, as if a giant was peeking at them outside the room.

Ron said with satisfaction: "Guess, whose nose is this? I think it's George. Although it's not obvious, his nose is a bit crooked."

Harry grinned, it was indeed an interesting enough perspective, they could still hear the "buzzing" voice coming from a distant place, with an echo—

"I saw a lot of little people. Ronnie is the best choice to recognize it. The red hair in our family - oh!"

Everyone in the stone basin watched one of the Weasley brothers fall from the air with a claw. He turned over a dozen times and fell firmly on the floor. George Weasley raised his head and saw his brother reaching out with a smirk, saying to him in a teasing tone: "Your hair is also very conspicuous."

George immediately got up, patted the soil that did not exist on his body, and pretended to say, "It's all Fred, he pressed my head, Oh, he's here."

Everyone raised their heads, and another person fell from a high place, almost a replica of George, and Fred also slammed on the ground with a "bang".

"Now!" George asked happily: "Harry, who do you think does the two of us have a better position to land?"

Harry tried to make his tone look objective. He held back his smile and commented seriously: "I think it's you, but Fred's sound of hitting the ground is louder..."

The students fell down like dumplings, and finally Professor Haypu, who landed lightly on the ground and said with a smile: "I hope you have a good time before the big meal."

"Next, I will demonstrate to you the true power of this magic."

As Felix spoke, he waved his hand at the same time, as described in the fairy tale book, "The sky became dim, and the darkness enveloped the earth, and he couldn't see his fingers." Harry was a little panicked, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. He shouted tentatively: "Professor Ron Hermione?"

There was no echo, and he couldn't even hear his own voice. In a panic, he met a person who seemed to be about to fall, and he pulled it up.

"Calm down—"

Professor Haipu's voice said: "This is a magical fog that can block ordinary natural light and sounds. Generally speaking, experienced people will choose to stay away from this area because they don't know what they will encounter. But if you are already trapped in it, you can use some special magic to break the fog, such as the lighting technique I taught you."

He was chanting the syllables of the magical text, and the light gathered in his hands. Light pierced the darkness and brought light, but the straight and bright light and darkness were entangled with each other, and no one could do anything about it. Harry thought of a scene where the beam of flashlight beams passed through the darkness at night.

However, the professor may have countless smaller flashlights in his hand...

At the same time, Harry also saw who was around him, the only second-year student, "Oh, Ginny, are you okay?"

Ginny's face was as red as her hair, "No, no, it's okay!"

Felix said: "This is a manifestation of mastering this magic, and it is also my minimum requirement for you - you can control it stably, prevent it from extracting your magic, and maintain a basic shape, which looks like a big light bulb."

"When you become proficient, I mean that if you have enough control, you can change the form of this magic at will according to your own will, such as a light ball--"

He reached out his hand and held a milky white ball of light, with a warm bright yellow in the magic fog, which made people feel at ease. The light became brighter, and Harry saw the shadows of others.

“Or animal appearance—”

A glowing owl flapped its wings and shone their faces into a dark and unpredictable light. Harry suddenly thought of his Hedwig, but the next second it turned into an eagle, and all kinds of unknown birds of prey.

"Or, just the simplest beam of light-"

Felix said, the ape-eating eagle in his hand rushed into the sky quickly, dragging out a long, bright vertical track, and in the end it really turned into a beam of light.

"These tricks can be used for you to practice privately to help you develop your familiarity with this magic. After that, you can inject magic at will, so that the power and scope of magic can be strengthened."

The beam of light as thick as a wrist seemed to untie it and expanded rapidly, one foot, two feet, ten feet, twenty feet... The beam of light continued to extend and swallowed them, the magic fog in the entire space was broken, and the sky became bright.

Felix put away his magic, "Then, next-I will give you one-on-one guidance."

Everyone stared at the professor. They couldn't figure out what the sentence meant. One-on-one, they were going up to receive guidance one by one? Harry and the other vaguely had speculation. Perhaps the professor had prepared in advance, just like Professor Hayp, who was composed of memories in the nameless book.

They guessed half of it.

Hermione suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and the others were frightened. The second head appeared from Professor Hayp's neck. Soon, his chest was divided into two, as if two professors overlapped.

In the extremely strange eyes of everyone, the second complete "Professor Hayp" walked out of Felix. Professor Hayp pointed a name: "Malfoy, come with me."

Draco walked to the two professors completely mechanically, looked left and then, he couldn't tell who was true or false at all, but soon, something even more surprised happened. The third "Professor Hayp" appeared, and he casually turned his wand, "Well, it's you, Digory."

Cedric followed him with a stiff expression. When he walked a distance and couldn't help but look back, the fourth and fifth Professor Hepp had already started to select students, and he finally understood what one-on-one instruction means.

It's really one-to-one!

"Jeffrey—"

"Percy Weasley--"

"Miss Greengrass—"

Members of the Magic Wen Club were taken away by Professor Happ, and everyone had a confused expression on their faces. Harry could understand them very much. Even after being baptized by the Unknown Book, he was still shocked.

He found that Professor Hayp never stings with showing them the magic of magic and applying it to every aspect of life and teaching, and magic has become part of the professor.

"You seem to have something to say to me, Harry?"

Harry opened his mouth and thought of Professor Trelawney's abnormal state during the exam. In his opinion, either Trelawney had an unknown hidden disease or she actually made a prediction.

He had always thought that the divination professor was a liar, but since the Dementor Army Bridge attacked that night, he didn't think so.

"What you worry about will happen in April."

It's right! This sentence is not said to someone, but the four people present at that time, Ron, Hermione, Professor Hepp and Harry himself!

Ron has always been expecting his pet rat, hoping that it will come back one day - not as a dark wizard or Petr, but with him for more than two years, the unobtrusive rat spots, but his worries undoubtedly came true;

Hermione has been worried that they will be attacked, which is one of the reasons why she actively organized the duel study group. As a result, the attack really happened. If Sirius hadn't appeared suddenly, they might have been kidnapped by Petr, no, only himself, and the fate of Hermione and Ron can be imagined;

Where is Professor Hepp? One of his respected elders died that day, which Hermione told him;

As for himself, he was worried more - he was worried about Ron and Hermione was worried. When he recognized Sirius, he began to worry about him not worthy of such a beautiful home, but an accident happened halfway through...

When Harry told Ron and Hermione this speculation, they were also very surprised.

"Harry, this is just a coincidence!" Hermione said proudly after being shocked.

"Maybe, maybe it's true, that old dragonfly Trelawney is really a bit capable, Hermione, didn't you say that her ancestors had a real talent for divination?" Ron said skeptically.

In private, he nicknamed the professor he didn't like. Snape was a greasy old bat. Trelawne was called an old dragonfly because she liked to pretend to be a ghost and wore a pair of insect glasses...

The reactions of the two good friends were completely opposite, and Harry swayed his attitude. Until the exam, Harry was the last one to walk out of the classroom and returned the crystal ball that fell to the ground to Trelawne. She rolled her eyes, held the armchair stiffly, and said something inexplicable. Her voice seemed to be sick, as if she was rubbed hard by a file, hoarse and weird-

"The change that has not been seen in a thousand years... the legendary drama is staged... Huh - the clown returns to the stage with the drum beats, the soldiers are ready to go, the lion grows old, the firebird is reborn... Time! Time!"

Harry was stunned at that time. While he was thinking about whether to find someone to come and help, Professor Trelawney's head drooped to his chest, she snorted, and then, suddenly, her head was raised again with a snap, standing like nothing happened.

"Sorry, my dear child," she said as if in a dream, "It's too hot during the day, you know-I fell asleep for a while."

Harry was still standing in the local area, silent.

Trelawney glanced at Harry in surprise, as if he had done something strange.

"What are you thinking, kid?"

...

"What are you thinking, Harry?" Felix asked.

"No, nothing," Harry was stunned for a moment and came to his senses: "I want to ask, is the stone basin also the principle of the nameless book?"
Chapter completed!