All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 20 Secret Club

No matter which school he attends, Linde is a free man.

The mages at Winterhold College have always gone their own way and seldom interacted with each other, but at Hogwarts, Lind was a special case.

The transfer student's class schedule is very free, because he can audit classes from grades one to five, so his schedule is full, but even if he doesn't attend class all day, no professor will blame him.

Within a week of starting school at Hogwarts, Lind lost interest in many subjects and only took courses he found interesting.

The teaching content of herbal medicine was too shallow. It was better to study it by myself in the library tower, so I only went to one section.

History of Magic was meaningless. Linde was more interested in the ghost teacher who taught this class, and he only went to one class.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is a famously bad class at Hogwarts, and Linde even missed the first class.

Astronomy didn't have much research value, and flying lessons made him unmotivated. Various other elective courses are optional.

The fifth grade students have to prepare for the O.W.Ls exam this school year. Linde’s plan is to study unexpectedly one week before the exam and not attend classes normally.

So in the end, Lind only took three courses: Charms, Potions and Transfiguration. The teachers were Flitwick, Snape and Professor McGonagall. They were all relatively competent, at least they would not let Lin De felt drowsy after hearing this.

In the first spells class of the first grade, Professor Flitwick stood on the pile of books—his elf blood made him short in stature—and taught everyone the first spell, which was "Luosescent Flash".

Even for this simplest spell, Professor Flitwick still took the trouble to explain all the precautions. He took out the example mentioned in every Harry Potter fan-fiction—miscasting the spell and causing the bad luck of the bull wizard.

It wasn't until they had a real understanding of magic that Harry and the others realized how unpredictable the transfer student Linde's strength was.He didn't need to chant spells, he didn't need to wave a wand, spellcasting was like breathing air to him, an unspoken instinct.

Professor Flitwick asked everyone to try it by themselves. Linde recalled that when he first arrived in the world of "The Elder Scrolls", every night in that wilderness hut was inseparable from the fluorescent spell. Perhaps this was the magic he used the most.

Hermione was the first to succeed. This little witch from a Muggle family had an unyielding spirit and always strived to be the first in everything. When a warm white star lit up on the tip of her wand, Professor Flitwick immediately added five points to Gryffindor House as a compliment.

Harry followed closely behind. He looked at Lind excitedly, his emerald green eyes showing anticipation.

"Not bad." The transfer student smiled.That's enough to make Harry laugh, the savior of this period, like a house-elf, treasures any kindness.

Lights came on in the classroom one after another. A young wizard named Seamus tried several times, and suddenly a ball of sparks shot out from the head of his staff, startling everyone around him.

Neville also succeeded, albeit behind most of the students.

The last one to succeed was Ron. He stared at his old wand in annoyance. This must have been a drag on him.

Flitwick noticed that Lind hadn't moved, not even drawn out his wand.

"Mr. De Lin, why don't you try the spell with everyone? Did you encounter difficulties?"

Linde stretched out his index finger, and a ball of light rose up.

"Wonderful wandless and silent spellcasting! Ten points for Gryffindor!" Flitwick was pleasantly surprised. "Your level no longer requires you to stay in the first grade. Mr. De Lin, I strongly recommend that you directly take upper-grade courses. "

Harry praised the venue and gave applause, and other little wizards also started to applaud for no reason.

When the applause stopped, Professor Flitwick briefly explained to the freshmen the difficulties of wandless and silent spellcasting. In short, even the simplest lighting spell, if you want to reach Lind's level, only a very few wizards can do it. The lighting spell is very simple, but these two spell-casting skills are a huge threshold. The wandless and silent casting of different spells requires special and hard training, which cannot be completed overnight.

Hermione thought that Lind had left glowing footprints on the ground and said that it was a special technique, so she hurriedly reached over to ask.

Linde answered for her: "I use the magic transformation technique."

"What is magic transformation?" Harry was also curious.

"When you are proficient enough with a spell and have a deep understanding of Transfiguration, you can try to modify the effect of the spell to achieve what you want. Like this." The magic light ball on Linde's finger suddenly Dimmed, from the original incandescence, it turned into a shimmering crystal, and then began to expand, from the size of a rice grain to the size of a palm, and then the shape began to change, scattered into a cloud, showing the shapes of various animals.

His spellcasting attracted the attention of the little wizards around him.

Professor Flitwick also stopped to watch his demonstration.

Lind waved away the ball of light and apologized for disturbing the order of the class.

"No need to apologize. It was a wonderful presentation, Mr. De Lin. Your level is far beyond what it should be at this age. Have you ever studied in any school?"

"That's right." Linde didn't make a long speech.

Flitwick was very happy, "If you are free, you can come and discuss magic with me after class. We have a spell club, would you be honored to invite you as a formal member?"

"I'd love to trade magic with you, but joining a club isn't my first choice. I'd rather form a society myself."

"Ah, a natural leader, very good. Then it's up to you, Mr. de Lin."

After class, many young wizards gathered around Linde and asked about the clubs he mentioned.

"My society has already been established at Winterhold College." Linder walked with them on the lawn and on the sun-drenched road. "Only truly talented spellcasters are eligible to join."

"What kind of talent?" Harry asked urgently.

"Oh, Harry, who do you think is gifted?" Lind stopped and looked around, looking at the young faces.

"Sensitivity to magic?" His gaze rested on Hermione, and the little witch's cheeks were flushed.

"Is it the courage to face evil?" Linde's eyes casually swept across the crowd, and the little wizards all puffed up their chests.

"Or the strength to stick to your goals regardless of good or evil?" His eyes returned to Harry.

"I don't know, sir."

"Of course you don't know. Because I don't really believe in talent. It's often just a rhetoric to fool the public. So I only use actions to judge members. Pass my test and you can join my club. I will share real knowledge, Those that allow spellcasters to harness the power of destruction, manipulate opponents, bring the world to its knees, and even challenge gods—magical truths.”

The little wizards held their breath. They couldn't believe what Linde said, but they vaguely felt a little yearning for him.

"Can I take the test?" Harry didn't hesitate at all.Hermione followed closely behind, then Neville, Ron, and other young wizards also enthusiastically signed up.

"Anyone can participate. I have left clues in the castle. The wizard who observes carefully will find clues in the ordinary and follow the door step by step."

"That door?"

"That's right. The narrow door leading to the secret vault."