Inside the Charms Class classroom.
As class time approached, more and more students entered the classroom.
However, Ravenclaw was, after all, the most studious house, so most of the little eagles waited quietly, some pre-reading their textbooks, and occasionally someone would speak in a low voice.
This time, Hufflepuff was taking the class with them. Seeing that everyone else was quiet, the little badgers also refrained from being noisy, sitting obediently in their seats, their faces full of anticipation for Charms Class.
A course at Hogwarts was usually taught to two houses together.
The four houses were randomly combined, and students would only know which house they would be with for each class the day before or on the day itself, through their timetables.
According to the school's official statement, this was to promote connections between the four houses and encourage students to communicate more.
However, Lucien could not agree with this.
Each house had its own characteristics, and some houses were simply prone to conflict.
Yes, I'm talking about the Lion House and the Snake House.
Their communication and interaction often involved verbal sparring, physical clashes, and the most civilized method was to pull out their wands for a hearty duel!
Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were better; one loved knowledge and the other loved peace, so the atmosphere was quite stable, and their relationships with other houses were also good.
"Hoo-hoo—"
With a slightly hurried gasp, Terry plopped down next to Lucien.
Lucien glanced at the clock; there were only ten minutes left until class.
Without him asking, Terry voluntarily lowered his voice and began to speak:
"Lucien, the stairs in the school are too strange!"
"Some move at time intervals, some require you to stand on them and jump three times to move, some…"
"Also, also, isn't the school's alarm clock too loud?"
"When the alarm went off, I sat straight up!"
Hearing Terry's complaint, Lucien turned his head away.
"Perhaps the school is afraid students will be late for class."
Terry scratched his head:
"Is that so? Then the school really cares about its students?"
Ding-a-ling-a-ling—
The class bell rang.
Professor Flitwick also arrived in the classroom right on time.
The Professor was short in stature, standing on a pile of books just to reach the podium.
He took out the roll call and began calling names in a high-pitched voice.
After calling the roll, Flitwick began his introduction:
"You may already know me; I am Filius Flitwick, the Dean of Ravenclaw, and also your first-year Charms Class teacher."
"Charms is the most fundamental part of magic."
"Our course primarily teaches common and practical magic."
"For example, the Levitation Charm."
As he spoke, Flitwick pulled out his wand and pointed it, and the entire podium flew into the air, stable enough that not even the items on it wobbled.
"Or a simple Color-Changing Charm."
The podium instantly transformed from a solid wood luster to a dazzling golden color, immediately catching the attention of the young Wizards.
"Alright, everyone, please hold your wands. Today we will be learning the Lighting Charm. It's not difficult; the incantation is Lumos."
Lucien softly chanted the incantation:
"Lumos."
A soft, stable orb of light appeared at the tip of his wand.
This was one of the simplest charms, and Lucien had already mastered it, finding it effortless.
With a thought, Lucien slightly adjusted the flow of his magic.
The orb of light changed from white to blue, and then, the orb even detached from the wand tip, circling around his head once.
"Mr. Grafton, well done!"
Noticing Lucien's spellcasting, Professor Flitwick quickly walked over.
"This is a variant application of the Lighting Charm. Three points to Ravenclaw!"
Seeing Lucien succeed, many young Wizards also worked harder.
Terry, next to him, kept flicking his wand, continuously chanting.
Lucien saw white light burst from his wand tip, very bright but flashing away instantly.
The Lighting Charm was indeed simple and basic, but by controlling the magic output, it could also serve other purposes.
For example, instantly increasing brightness to blind an opponent's eyes.
If the emitted light orb could be made more persistent and brighter, and in greater numbers, to interfere with the opponent's vision, taking the opportunity to cast other spells, that would also be a viable strategy to try.
Lucien habitually let his thoughts wander. In his opinion, simple and basic things actually had more room for development and extension.
He noticed that the light orb Terry cast was bright enough, but its stability was still insufficient.
Lucien gently reminded him:
"You can try imagining a candlelight, keeping the wand movement within half a palm's distance, and the force like gently lifting an egg."
"When chanting, don't be too fast; just read it out at a normal speaking pace."
Following Lucien's advice, Terry carefully tried it once.
"I did it!"
Terry's light orb no longer flickered and was even brighter and more stable than those cast by other successful young Wizards.
"Thank you, Lucien, you were so accurate!"
Terry was excited, happily waving his wand, until he noticed Professor Flitwick and awkwardly withdrew his wand.
Seeing Terry successfully cast the Lighting Charm, the young Wizards around him also followed Lucien's method, and one by one, they all released orbs of light.
Suddenly, this area became the brightest spot in the classroom.
Professor Flitwick, standing not far away, watched this scene with satisfaction.
His previous conversation with Professor McGonagall had already made Flitwick pay attention to Lucien, this talented young Wizard.
When Lucien used the variant Lighting Charm, it was actually within Flitwick's expectations.
But hearing Lucien give specific and detailed guidance to his classmates, a genuine surprise appeared in Flitwick's eyes.
A good way to determine if one has mastered knowledge is to see if they can explain it clearly to others.
And Lucien had clearly done so, and explained it very well!
Flitwick had seen many students who could be called geniuses, but most of them had a common problem:
They could quickly master a spell themselves, but they couldn't explain how they did it.
Perhaps for most Wizards, being able to cast a spell successfully themselves was enough.
But Flitwick was a teacher, a master in the field of Charms, and he firmly believed that whether simple or complex, all magic had reproducible detailed operations.
To be able to break down a skill into its most basic knowledge points and teach them to students.
That was the mark of a qualified teacher.
Lucien not only could master magic himself but also meticulously analyze it and patiently teach his classmates.
In Flitwick's view, this was a truly talented student.
He couldn't help but sigh:
"Perhaps Lucien would also be quite suitable to be a teacher?"
Finally, the first Charms Class ended successfully.
Of course, Professor Flitwick did not forget to award Ravenclaw two more points, citing Lucien's help to his classmates.
As the other young Wizards poured out of the classroom, Lucien went to the podium:
"Professor Flitwick, I have some questions about charms. May I consult you?"
Flitwick smiled:
"Oh, of course, no problem. Do you have class next?"
"No, Professor."
Flitwick jumped down from the pile of books and beckoned to Lucien:
"Then let's go chat in my office."