The influence of the Christmas ball was even greater than expected, and even Felix was affected.

While he was having breakfast, he noticed a hot gaze, looking up at the warrior of Vagado, the witch named Nona Lebert. She stared at herself with interest, but when Felix gently fed a strawberry cake, the fiery gaze disappeared from him.

There were chattering girls everywhere in the corridor, wandering in groups of them. Whenever a good boy passed by, they would hold their breath and look at him with anticipation.

Of course, they might have made one mistake, that so many people should not be gathered together. Although companions will increase their courage, they will also reduce the confidence of the opponent accordingly. Felix saw the eager witch retreating in front of a group of girls more than once.

"It's quite interesting." He thought to himself.

In the Magic Club, Felix sat lazily on the sofa, and the club members sat around him in groups of three or three.

"Today is the last event of this semester. I will have to wait until after Christmas when I get you together next time. The specific time has not been decided yet. Pay attention to your Weatherobar Ring... Let's talk about the topic, I have no high requirements for you. According to the progress of the last event, I will continue to deepen my control over the magic text."

Felix waved his arm and flew out of the corner of the room a metal cage covered with dark tarpaulin came from the irritating buzz.

All the students pursed their lips and looked at the cage with complicated eyes. They knew what was inside.

"Oh, by the way, the old rule - if you are stung, the potion is on the table." Felix said, and seven or eight bottles of bright blue potion flew out of the ring and landed on the small round table in the room.

The club members skillfully took out thick leather gloves, lined up to the cage one by one, and reached into the cage with their fate. With a sour "trolling" sound, Draco Malfoy grabbed a half-inch blue bug from the cage.

"I hate Billy Vigor." He whispered. While he was still wearing gloves, he flicked it with his other hand a few times. Billy Vigor's body, which was as shiny as jade, kept twisting, and a slender needle at the bottom kept stabbing the gloves.

"Maybe I should remove your needle so you won't sting me." Draco whispered in a threatening tone, "Maybe it's good to throw it in someone's collar."

Harry immediately looked back at him vigilantly, and Draco made a silent laugh.

After a while, everyone received a Billy Wigworm. Harry stared at the one in his hand, feeling that it was more active than the others, until he saw Ron quietly imparting a "all petrification".

Can it still be like this? Harry widened his eyes and then wanted to copy Ron's approach. But the next second, the spell was lifted, "I'm watching, Weasley." The professor's voice slowly reached their ears.

Many students who prepared in advance showed regret expressions, and Fred and George put away a small tweezers.

Hermione snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction with their opportunistic approach. She sat next to Ginny and Luna, Luna, in the third grade this year. She submitted her application in the first month of school and successfully passed the assessment.

After her, the number of members of the club increased by five.

Hermione whispered to Ginny and Luna, her fingertips rippled with light blue magic, surrounding the Billy Wiggworm layer by layer, like a blue shiny cocoon, tying it to a very small range.

"Look, wrap it with magic first, then take off your gloves, it's more convenient for both hands... Ginny, I need your help."

Ginny helped her take off her gloves, and then Hermione's hands kept slashing in the air.

Billy Wiggworm's wings grow on both sides of the head and flap very quickly, but at this moment they can only be trapped in a planned space in vain.

"Like it, and then expand the distance a little bit, you have to make sure you can do that."

Hermione said to Ginny and Luna that the Greengrass sisters were sitting opposite her, staring at her with wide eyes, and the two were in the same posture - the gloved hand grabbed Billy Wiggworm, with a burning gaze and a bulging mouth.

On the other hand, Harry was appointed to fiddle with his own bugs. He was not as good as Hermione at magic control. According to the professor, she had reached the second stage, where she could control the Billy Wiggworm at will within a foot. And he himself, and most people in the club, had to lock it firmly with magic, because if he was negligent, it would fly away quickly.

Next is a nightmare... Harry doesn't want to recall the last rally. In fact, he did a good job, but when you are surrounded by danger, it doesn't depend on yourself whether you will be stung.

According to his observation, the club members from Gryffindor Academy seemed to have lost interest in "Sizzy Bee Candy" because this candy reminds them of their painful experience of being stung.

Harry was careful and focused on manipulating the magic power. He felt that he was in good condition today, so he tentatively relaxed his control, making the magic net around Billy Viggarworm expand. The insect flapped its wings. He was startled and quickly contracted the magic power. The insect's legs immediately straightened.

Still alive, this was his conclusion after repeated confirmation. Harry looked around guiltily and saw with satisfaction that Malfoy's wings became wrinkled. Under Professor Happ's reminder, Malfoy had to recite the healing mantra on it.

The next time passed quickly, and even the painful screams of Malfoy and Ron did not affect him.

As the rally was approaching the end of the rally, Harry successfully expanded the range of Billy Wigworm's movements. He looked at it flapping his wings, but he could not fly half a foot away, and nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone else in the class has made progress.

Harry discovered a secret. Professor Happ always explained the benefits of doing this before asking them to do something. Taking the recent rally as an example, everyone was moved by the beautiful picture he described as "casting spells without a stick, controlling magic power as he pleases, and learning spells will be fine in a while."

Especially when they saw Professor Hayp sitting on the sofa but able to control any fast-flying Billy Viggo in the room, they had to believe the truth of this statement.

After the rally, the little wizards came out one after another.

Hermione stayed to help clean up the bottles and jars they had left, "Oh, it looks a little pitiful..." she said to a Billy Wiggworm who had lost her wings.

"This is the most suitable teaching prop I can find, Miss Granger, and they are a kind of potion material in themselves... I heard you are still maintaining the rights promotion association for the Elf of the Household Elf?"

Hermione nodded. She hesitated for a moment and said in confusion: "I don't know if I want to continue. The house elf doesn't seem to need my help, and Harry and Ron are not interested in it..."

Felix understood this.

"I know you can't stand the way wizards treat domestic elves and think they have been abused, so I suggested that you investigate it first, and now it seems to be effective - in the past you can only see the unfair treatment they have received as a whole, and map this emotion to every elves, and naturally they will hit walls everywhere.

There is a saying that can only be understood by myself. Miss Granger, you must first realize that you are facing a race and a group, and the demands of different individuals in the group are often very different.

You must first determine who is your obstacle.”

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You mean...pure blood?"

Felix chuckled, "I said nothing, Miss Granger. I read your report in detail, and even mentioned the goblins of Ifamoni... You know that the house elves in Hogwarts live well, and those tragic encounters often come from certain special groups, and with your current influence, IMHO, I can do very little."

"But," Hermione thought slowly, and her thoughts gradually became clearer, "I know what to do, I want-"

"No, don't say it, it won't work if it says it. Keep it in your heart and remind yourself at all times, so that you can have the motivation to move forward." Felix said with a wink at her.

"Oh, professor..."

Hermione laughed. She seemed to have solved a trouble that had been bothering her for a long time, and she became more relaxed. But she also had more fighting spirit.

"Has the secret of the second project been unraveled?"

"Not yet," Hermione shook her head, "actually I designed a way to analyze the golden egg, but I was worried that I would break it, so I was going to wait for a while."

Felix nodded slightly.

"By the way, professor, will you attend the dance?" Hermione asked.

"Maybe you'll show off and eat something." Felix said uncertainly, directing the cage to put it in the corner: "I'm not very good at dancing."

"It is said that there are new songs from the weird sister group at the dance! Don't you want to try it?"

"I know, I heard it in advance, do you need to give you an album?"

"Uh...no need." Hermione said disappointedly.

...

"W.W.N?" Harry asked in a daze.

"It's the Wizard Radio, you should have heard of the Magic Radio?" Semo looked at Harry inconclusively. Seeing him nodding, Semo continued to introduce: "That's it, it's similar to Muggle's radio, but if you listen to it for a while, you will find that the songs inside are always nostalgic..."

"It's hard to get a new song." He said with emotion at last. Everyone else stared at him, and he smiled and explained, "It was my mother who said it."

"Yes, after several years, the weird sister group finally came up with a new song... I bet my mom is going to be so happy," Ron said affirmatively.

In the last week of the semester, the school became more and more lively.

The little wizards almost put all their enthusiasm into the upcoming Christmas dance. Because the students were absent-minded, Felix simply stopped attending classes. The progress of ancient magical literati classes far exceeded that of other subjects, especially in the fifth and seventh grades, and they had already started reviewing.

He moved his small projector to the ancient magic culture classroom and played movies for the students.

"Professor Hepp, I've found something from other grades... We don't want to watch dinosaurs, or little boys at home alone tease stupid thieves, are there any romantic movies?" Ravend Brown said boldly.

"Romantic?" Felix repeated. Seeing that all the girls mustered up the courage to look at him, Seamo wanted to say that he wanted to see what the dragon that Muggles imagined looked like, but Pettier was looking at him fiercely, and he had to shut up.

"Okay," Felix agreed, picking in the ring, "There is one that should meet your needs, probably..."

The thick curtains in the classroom were pulled up, the light became dim, and the movie began with the creaking sound of the machine.

This is an animation, which starts with a beautiful natural landscape, with green grass and red flowers, waterfalls and streams. In the depths of dense forests, a beautiful castle stands. The students who saw the movie for the first time chattered and discussed it—

"Dynamic comic strips? I like the new L.C.A set, have you seen it?"

"I think this should be a Muggle movie, the professor said it before."

"Huh? How did they make the picture move? Has anyone ever taken Professor Bubaji's class?"

"Oh, don't mention it, I don't want to discuss disgusting flies and peas... To be honest, I think her research has gone astray and I will definitely not continue to choose next year."

As the narration begins, they gradually become quiet and are attracted by the fascinating story.

"A long time ago, in a distant and gorgeous castle, there lived a young prince-"

"Hey, prince!" a witch shouted.

"Shut up, Ravend."

"—He has everything he wants, but the prince is spoiled, he is selfish and ruthless. On a cold winter night, an ugly old woman came to the castle and wanted to exchange a bouquet of roses for a place to dwell... But the cold prince did not want her to defile her own gorgeous and exquisite castle. The old woman advised the prince not to be blinded by his appearance, because beauty is hidden deep in his heart.

But the prince was unmoved...

...

So the witch turned the prince into a terrible beast, and the roses she had offered were also magical. If he could learn to love someone and get her love before the last petal fell, the spell would be lifted. Otherwise, he would be destined to be a beast forever...

The prince was in deep despair. Who would fall in love with a beast?"

The students were stunned. What kind of powerful wizard is this, who has such terrible magic.

However, they have realized that this is not what really happened, it is just something imagined, and it is thought of by Muggles who do not know how to magic. Some common sense mistakes are inevitable...

As the story deepened, they were completely attracted by the plot of the movie. Even the boys who had been angry and yelling to watch dinosaurs could not help but worry about the characters in the movie.

“That guy named ‘Gaston’ is so bad!”
To be continued...