Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

The young wizards are talking about it, and without saying anything, Harry is aware that a number of them must have experienced something similar.

“Mom told me that once when I was a child I lost my temper and blew up the dishes!”

“When I was seven years old, my aunt had insisted on giving me a fish dish, and I ended up making it disappear.”

“I accidentally fell into the water, and choked on some water, eventually I floated up by myself!”

Felix listened quietly, and when the discussion calmed down, he asked another question, “So can you still do similar things now?”

The crowd became silent.

Draco Malfoy gave a haughty smile, “Professor Hap, it is not a difficult task for some families with a long heritage.”

Ron couldn’t help but ask, “Are you saying you can do it, right now?”

“Of course,” Draco looked mockingly, “the Malfoy have a long heritage …” he re-emphasized, then looked at Harry and Ron with a provocative gaze and said smugly, “I was trained to do something similar when I’m just a child, I used to play chess with my dad like that all the time during the summer …”

He looked to Felix, “Allow me to show you, Professor.”

Felix nodded in agreement.

Draco stared at the teapot and teacups on the small table, and after almost ten seconds, a teacup with a blue pattern jumped up and floated a foot above the table.

The teapot also wobbled as it flew up and tilted itself, pouring out amber tea from the spout.

A thin layer of sweat broke out from Draco’s forehead as the teapot shook violently. He controlled the teapot to settle back on the small table with a “thud”, and then the teacup flew lightly toward him.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, a smile appeared on his pale face, he said with a slight bow: “Excellent tea, Professor Hap.”

Harry looked at this with surprise, Malfoy usually would not show this kind of ability.

Ron said unconvinced, “Malfoy, I know that you didn’t know any spells when you enrolled in first-year class!”

Draco grinned and scoffed, “It’s not a healthy habit to be exposed to wands and spells too early, didn’t anyone ever tell you that? Weasley?” He weighed heavily on the surname Weasley.

Given the scope of the taunt, the twins nearly jumped out to punch him, and Percy looked at him with an unkind eye.

Draco scowled briskly.

“Well,” Felix gestured for them to stop, “Mr. Malfoy has shown us a fine example to follow, and he deserves a little applause.”

A sparse sound rang out, the applause belonging to Slytherin is a bit more enthusiastic, Pansy Parkinson looked at him with adoring eyes and whispered into his ear in a low voice.

“Back to the original question, in most cases, little underage wizards were able to unconsciously perform magic out of extreme emotion, and this is considered to be a sign of having the qualifications to be a wizard.

And trying to perform that kind of magic in a calm state is not that easy.

This has to do with the growth stage of young wizards – generally, at the age of six to ten, your magic power will have a huge leap in volume, and it will be considerably more active than it is now, which causes you to have a hard time controlling your magic power, and you will lose control of your magic slightly when you are extremely emotional …”

Felix paused for a moment to allow them to understand the meaning of those words and continued, “After enrolling in school, you will be exposed to many spells along with hands-on experience with magic, which somewhat eases the flow. And because your first growth period is over, your mind will become more developed and your magic will stabilize, making it difficult to have an outburst.” As he glanced at Harry.

Harry immediately understood the professor’s point, he experienced Accidental Magic a couple of months before, in the words of Professor Hap at the time, his magic was “like a constant jumping and burning flame”.

Hermione raised her hand, “Professor? Is it because the young wizards were exposed to standardized magical instruction after they enrolled, making their magic more controllable?”

“There is a factor for that, in fact, during your second growth-that is, from third-year all the way to adulthood-you hardly feel the agitation of magic for that very reason.”

Felix snapped his fingers and a wisp of flame flew out of the fireplace and wrapped around his hand.

“The unconscious magic casting at an early age is essentially you inadvertently being in line with a certain magic. That magic sensed your strong emotions and acted spontaneously on its own and mobilized.

The constant spell casting after your enrolment, and the silent, wandless spell casting after maturity … In a way, we are just recovering our spell casting instincts.”

” Recovering the instinct … ” The young wizards kept chewing on these words, this search for the essence of magic is something which they have not experienced in the past.

Felix smiled and said, “You can try this process.” He waved his hand to extinguish the flame, and the teacups on the table duplicated into pairs, before emerging in a pile and landing in front of them.

Harry Stared at the teacup in front of him, I want you to float.

But the process is not easy, the cup did not move.

Professor Hap’s voice seemed to come from beyond the horizon with a certain allure and hint, it could have been a misinterpretation, but Harry thought he saw a silver glint in the professor’s eyes.

“Stay focused – stay sensitive – stay confident -”

Harry’s attention returned to the teacup in front of him, and this time it didn’t take much effort for the cup to float, and great joy welled up inside him, the same kind of joy he felt when he first learned from Hagrid that he is a wizard, or when he managed to cast a spell for the first time.

I did it …

“I did it,” he looked up at Professor Hap and found the professor looking at him with a smile.

Harry looked around, he is the only one who succeeded as quickly as he did. But Draco soon did it too, he looked at Harry with surprise as he gazed up and said hesitantly, “Potter …” He has a foundation in this area.

Harry did not pay attention to him, turning his head to look at the rest, he found that all seemed to have entered into a state of extreme concentration, only after the success they will be detached from this state.

Cho Chang is still trying, and Hermione has turned red, Cedric made the cup float wobbly, nevertheless barely succeeded.

One minute, two minutes, one after another, someone succeeded.

Hermione is the seventh, she looked up at the others, “Oh.” Her expression looked a little lost.

Felix smiled and said, “It does not represent your potential, you may be too rational, and usually have little experience in this regard.” He said to those who succeeded, “You can keep practicing, or you can watch the others and feel the difference.”

More and more people succeeded, and in the process, Felix kept hinting, “Focus … sensitivity … confidence … you can do it!”

By the time the last person made the cup float telekinetically, half an hour had passed, but Harry hardly felt the passage of time.