All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

"Miss Delacour, are you following the lecture?" Professor McGonagall's stern gaze fell on the dazed girl's face. She rested her head on her hands, her eyebrows soaked in the spring light coming through the window, looking drowsy. You can tell at a glance that he stayed up late.

And this is not the first time this has happened.

"Huh? Ah! Of course. I'm listening." Fleur opened her eyes and begged for mercy with an apologetic and playful wink.

The first time he saw her with such a submissive attitude, Professor McGonagall was secretly amazed. After this little girl came to class, she always acted very active and self-centered, even if she was a little unruly in front of the professor.

Professor McGonagall had reservations about her change of attitude, but seeing her cute expression, she accepted the criticism.

"If you feel that your studies are too busy and you can't take care of the competition, you can apply for a leave. Also, go to bed early in the evening."

"I know, Professor." The silver-haired beauty responded in her weird and charming French accent.

Many people said that Furong, a foreign girl with high eyesight, has become more friendly now.

It is true that these students from Europe are not very arrogant. After all, they were insulted when they first arrived, and they don't have the shame to pretend.

But Furong is different. She is always arrogant. Even if she loses the game, she is born to be the winner in life. The influence of beauty, family, childhood and upbringing environment has cultivated a arrogant temper. She does not need to bow to anyone, and everyone always looks up to her because of her unique beauty.

"sit down."

Fleur raised her eyebrows when she saw the door. She saw with her own eyes that Lind used magic to open a door on the wall of the corridor, leading to his "classroom". They agreed that as long as this door appeared, it meant that Linde was free, and she could open the door and visit at any time to ask for the truth about magic.

So he waved his hand, and a puppet in the corner walked up to Fleur. The expression on its face was very silent, as if it was inviting you to make a move.

Arrogance is a bad habit. It makes people no longer grounded, but hanging lightly in mid-air. For those without real skills, this kind of floating is like duckweed drifting with the current, which is very dangerous.

"No more practice today?" Fleur was surprised. She sat on the desk disgracefully, feeling as relaxed and casual as at home.

The spell was cast successfully!

She looked at Linde proudly with an aggressive smile.It is indeed a big achievement that a school student of this age can cast spells silently without a wand, and it also proves Fleur's talent.

Lind asked her to choose a spell she liked and practice it repeatedly until the spell became instinctive - silent casting without a wand.

"You are very confident in yourself. Did you improve after practicing hard all night last night?"

After ten long and awkward seconds, the puppet suddenly started dancing on the spot.

Linde smiled, this girl is really energetic.

The content of the third competition is to run through the maze. In this process, all contestants are in the same venue and have to face puzzles and monsters arranged by the organizer. Considering that there is a quite tense confrontation link, Linde plans to let Fleur quickly mastered a special skill.

"This is not an illusion." Linde raised his eyebrows with a hint of surprise and admiration, "You can feel its emotions, which is amazing. I thought you needed to study for another month. It seems that you still Somewhat talented.”

In the Black Lake rescue project, Furong's shortcomings have been fully exposed. Her spellcasting ability is too weak, otherwise she should not be entangled by a group of water monsters.

<divclass="contentadv">This kind of weakness is relative. Compared with normal students of the same level, she must be stronger, otherwise she will not be valued by Maxim and will not be selected by the Goblet of Fire as Beauxbatons. warrior.

Furong pursed her lips and stared at the wooden puppet, beads of sweat slowly forming on her nose.

Today was no exception. Fleur opened the door arrogantly, raised her arms and said a loud hello. She smiled so hard that she couldn't even see him. Just meeting him made Fleur very happy.

"Who are you looking down on!" Furong was furious. She bared her teeth and claws, but her eyes were bright with joy.

Linde seemed to have known she was coming for a long time. He waited behind the podium and nodded to the only student.

The reason why Fleur became friendly may be because her feet are now standing on the ground. These beautiful feet once turned into the tail fins of the mermaid. Now they are walking along the corridors and courtyards of Hogwarts, walking briskly as if Dancing on tiptoes.

Furong didn't say anything, and Lind saw her face raised, with this proud expression with eyes higher than her head, which she now used to quarrel with him.

Fleur chose [Tarantella Dance], which was a very unexpected choice. Considering that she was a Veela hybrid, this choice was not surprising.

"Well, since you want to show off, then come on."

She walked into an empty corridor, lined with tapestries and oil paintings on both sides. This corridor originally had no rooms, but now it has an extra door. The azure door handle looks like it was carved with precious stones, and its hands are cold.

But Linde didn't say anything. He waved his hand, and the puppet stopped moving. At this moment, Fleur felt a strange emotion, not from her own heart, but from the dancing puppet - it seemed feel depressed"?

"Lin! I seemed to feel the mood of this doll just now... No, it's nothing, it must be an illusion. I'm talking nonsense, it must be because I didn't get a good rest last night."

Lind didn't care what spell she chose, even the spell used for cleaning housework could work wonders at a specific time. To him, the spell was a key, a small boat, used to open the door to truth and to cross the border. Cross the river of longing. They say that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become apparent, and the same is true for magic spells.

The Transfiguration class was over, and all the afternoon classes were finished. There was a long period of free time before dinner, so Fleur hurried to the fourth floor of the castle.

There is a row of training wooden dolls placed on the wall of the classroom. In the past half month, Furong's tutoring content has mainly been about spell casting practice.

"Emotion is the cornerstone of magic. This is a fact that many wizards know. Black magic cannot be performed without malice, otherwise it will be a tiger with its teeth pulled out. But what many wizards don't know is that this kind of emotion does not only appear in the caster. On the body, the object of the spell will also have emotions."

Fleur frowned, restrained her playfulness, and asked in confusion: "But can a dead object like a doll also have emotions?"

"Let me tell you a story." The story Linde told was very simple, it was the story of "A child who is not a fish knows the joy of fish."

"...Humans are not fish, so why can they feel the happiness of fish? Because this happiness comes from the heart and infects the surrounding scenery. Magic also uses the wizard's emotions and will to influence others and external objects. Humans It's a dead thing, but your spell gave it the mood to dance, and it doesn't want the dance to end, so it gets frustrated."