Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Harry only needed to call out for the broom to fly into his hands. He even felt that the broom in his hand was an extension of his body.

"Excellent."

He whispered, then looked around excitedly.

Then he saw Ryan point his hand at the broom on the ground, and the broom immediately flew into his hand.

But Harry always felt that the trajectory of Ryan's broom flying to his hand was a little strange - it didn't seem like calling the broom, but rather a bit like...

"Flying spell?"

Harry thought to himself - he had heard from Hermione that Ryan knew this kind of spell.

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Ryan's expression was very heavy.

After Harry, Ron also succeeded in summoning the broom after two or three attempts.

On the contrary, Hermione, who performed the best among the three, tried several times before she finally got the broom to fall accurately in her hands - she was almost one of the last few people to summon the broom.

But at this time, Madam Hooch had already said: "Okay, everyone pick up the broom, and then you will slowly ride on the broom - please pay attention, move slowly..."

"Ahhh!"

Before she could finish her words, accompanied by a scream, everyone saw Neville Longbottom's body rise into the air along with the broom.

He rode on his broom, swinging and crashing wildly in the air like a drunk man, causing huge screams from below.

"He's going to fall!"

"Quick! Think of a solution!"

"I'll come, I'll save him!"

"No! Don't do that, Seamus - put your wand down!"

In the midst of the great chaos, Madam Hooch also seemed to be in a panic.

But at this time...

"sieve!"

Everyone heard a sound of breaking wind, and then a broom shot up into the sky at lightning speed.

The broom was so fast that the young wizards took a long time to realize who it was.

"It's Ryan—Neville is saved!"

"My God, he's fast!"

"How can this shabby broom be ridden so fast?!"

Even Mrs. Huo Qi, who was originally in a panic, was very surprised at this moment.

She knew the situation of the school's brooms best - to be honest, their condition was just good enough to fly, they might even be older than Madam Hooch in serving the school, and their speed was really not satisfactory.

Of course, to some extent, this is also for the safety of the students.

But at this moment, Ryan was riding such a broom and flying at such a fast speed.

"Ryan Elias, is he also a Quidditch genius?"

Mrs. Hooch had naturally heard of the name of the young wizard Ryan a long time ago, so at this moment she couldn't help but have this thought: "Charlie Weasley didn't choose to become a professional Quidditch player, but if I can discover another genius..."

She couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But soon, Madam Hooch noticed something was wrong, and the other little wizards also noticed something was wrong.

because...

"Did Ryan fly too far!?"

They all saw Ryan riding a broom flying past Neville at an extremely exaggerated speed.

And looking at the direction he was flying, it was clear that he was heading directly towards the castle wall surrounding the venue!

So Hermione screamed in horror, and it wasn't just her who screamed at the same time - Pansy Parkinson from the Serpents' Hospital team also screamed!

That's when they realized...

It’s not that Ryan flies too well, quite the opposite!

"Damn it, it still doesn't work!"

Meanwhile, Ryan, riding on his broom, was thinking to himself, "I've already been guiding the broom the way Ravenclaw's teacher taught me, and I've also mastered the 'Swiss Spirit Broom Riding' that Gryffindor teacher taught me... Why is it still like this!?"

Ryan was indignant.

Yes—just as the little wizards saw at this moment.

Ryan Elias is good at many things, whether it is potions, dueling, spells, alchemy, black magic or even cooking and pranks, he can be the best.

But flying is the only exception.

Although riding a broom is almost instinctive for most wizards, the only difference is whether they ride it well or not.

But Ryan just doesn't know how to do it - even the four giants personally teaching him various secrets is meaningless.

He could ride on the broom, but the broom he rode would burst out at a speed far beyond its usual speed like a wild horse whose potential had been stimulated, and try to throw him off!

"Stinks and brooms don't get along. They're just not meant to be together."

This is Gryffindor's sharp review.

That was why he had seemed so hesitant when facing Qiu's Quidditch questions on the train earlier.

Ryan once thought that maybe if he went back to 1991, he could master the broom.

But judging from the current situation, he was obviously overthinking it.

As Neville flew uncontrollably, his butt just landed on the broom, and then he rushed out even more uncontrollably.

so...

"never mind."

Ryan sighed softly, then his body fell backwards.

With this action, the handle of the broom was suddenly lifted upwards, and Ryan's body used the force to jump lightly backwards - at the same time, Neville, who had been on the broom for half a day, finally couldn't hold on and fell from the sky.

Then, all the young wizards saw clearly...

The fall that was supposed to happen did not happen.

Because Ryan's body suddenly stopped while falling, and slowly floated up.

The wizard robe on his body rustled in the wind, making him look like he was walking in the air.

He then elegantly took out four colored wands from his sleeve and gently pointed them at Neville who was falling from the sky not far away.

“Arresto Momentum (Land softly)!”

As the spell was recited, Neville fell to the ground - but there seemed to be an invisible cushion under his body, cushioning his body.

When Neville cried out in surprise a little late, he realized that he was not even hurt at all.

At this moment, he raised his head and saw Ryan slowly falling from the air in front of him.

"You look fine, you're in good spirits."

He said to Neville.

"I...you..."

Neville hesitated for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

At this moment, Ron and Seamus's exclamations expressed Neville's inner thoughts.

"Merlin's eyebrows—what kind of spell is that? He looks absolutely godlike!"

Chapter 29 The gap between modern times and a thousand years ago, the nature and application of magic!

Ron and Seamus' words were like turning on a switch.

The young wizards immediately started discussing enthusiastically the spell Ryan had just used - his actions were so cool!

Levitating in the air, gracefully raising your wand to save your classmates... What young wizard could say no to that!?

This is like catching the Golden Snitch in Quidditch - no, even cooler than that!

At least Ron was envious. He was extremely curious and asked Ryan about the spell he had just used.

And under the curious expressions of the little wizards who pricked up their ears, Ryan quickly revealed the answer.

"Levitation spell!?"

Then Ron's exclamation echoed throughout the lawn.

"How is that possible... I mean - the levitation spell doesn't look like that."

Harry, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help but speak.

They had learned the Levitation Charm—Professor Flitwick had taught it to them in their second Charms class that week.

"It is what it is."

Ryan shrugged and suggested, "Use the levitation spell on yourself... It's a little difficult, but if you can do it, you can be like me just now."

After he said this, he saw many young wizards' eyes sparkling.

There was no doubt that a lot of stuff was probably getting smashed in the college dormitories tonight.

But in fact, Ryan did not lie. What he used was indeed the "levitation spell". To be precise... he made use of the levitation spell's use of magic power.

This is also the biggest difference Ryan has discovered between the magic world a thousand years ago and the present after studying for the past few days.

Just like what he wrote in his diary before school started - a thousand years ago, the wizarding world used relatively few spells.

When wizards are training with their teachers, the first step is to master and tame their own magic power through meditation. After mastering the magic power, they can naturally release spells at will.

Therefore, in the magic world thousands of years ago, almost every wizard could master silent casting or even wandless casting, because if he could not master these, it would be difficult for him to survive in the magic world of that era with tough folk customs.

This is the root of the gap between the two eras—the understanding and application of the essence of "magic".

In today's magical world, wizards have many spells that are not very powerful but extremely convenient to use.

These spells certainly made their lives more convenient, but at the same time they seemed to have distracted them from studying the true nature of magic.