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"Okay, that's the end of today's class—oh, it looks like you're exhausted?"

Sean leaned on the podium and looked at the first-year students in the Transfiguration classroom with a smile.

All the little wizards looked like they were dying, and a few overweight students were collapsing on their seats, panting for breath.

Campbell Axton, the young boy who was first assigned to Ravenclaw House, was also breathing heavily, but he tried to keep his body upright and not reveal too much embarrassment.

Today, Professor Wallop made everyone leapfrog in the classroom for a long time, torturing everyone's body to an extremely exhausted state.

Most little wizards don't understand, they are wizards, why do they still need to do physical exercise?

But Campbell Axton believes that their Professor Wallop must have a deep meaning of his own.

Driven by these fanatics who crazily worshiped Sean, even the weakest students persisted for a long time. Although they didn't understand, they still trusted Sean very much in essence.

Then, Sean let them feel the magic power of their bodies under extreme exhaustion.

"Use the most concentrated attention to feel the magic power in your body."

Although the little wizards were exhausted enough, Professor Wallep's words still had enough prestige. They propped up their tired bodies, and then closed their eyes to feel the magic as Sean said.

"Do you feel that the magic power is different from usual?"

Sean is not idle either, he is also constantly doing Leapfrog in the classroom - this is one of the reasons why the students trust Sean so much.

Some students raised their hands ignorantly to signal: "It's different. Although I haven't cast a magic spell, the fluctuation of the magic power is much worse than usual. It's like a smooth stream encountering a reef and splashing a lot of waves..."

Sean asked the other person to sit down while leapfrogging: "Yes, feeling this unstable state is a start-now, everyone who feels the magic and feels that it is different from the usual stable state, continue to exercise, and at the same time try to move forward while exercising. In the process, focus on feeling the magic of one area of ​​the body, such as our brain."

There were a few howls in the classroom, but immediately some students, such as Campbell Axton, continued to leapfrog.

"Pay attention to your physical condition, don't hold on, when you already feel dizzy, stop immediately and repeat the previous action."

In this way, the first-year little wizard followed his Transfiguration class assistant to exercise in the classroom for a whole class-of course, continuous exercise will damage the body, Sean has been paying attention to everyone's state, once there is a hard support If a student who is in trouble appears, he will immediately stop it.

At the same time, he distributed a glass of water to everyone before the class started, and there was a diluted tonic in the water.

Although there are many students, Sean is not a master who is short of money. If necessary, you can write to Lily and ask her to help brew the potion, or you can ask Lupine to go to the black market to buy it for yourself, or even...

Sean was also able to get the best quality tonic from Snape from time to time.

Daisy no longer drank the potion to prevent the recurrence of the blood curse, but Snape still stubbornly sent a bottle or two of potion every once in a while.

The big one is for Daisy, and the small one is for Sean's errands.

Of course, Sean readily accepted this, although Snape would always find various reasons and excuses to cover up his actions, and even mocked Sean from time to time.

But considering that Xiao Baihua would often give potions to Xiao En, he didn't think it was unacceptable.

Today's diluted tonic is enough to replenish the physical strength and abilities of the little wizards, and it can also make the magic power in their bodies more active.

However, until the end of get out of class, Sean didn't tell them what his intentions were.

He always habitually guides beginners to think on their own. It is of course okay for him to ask questions and then give answers, but if little wizards can think of questions and then think of answers, this will be a more effective teaching.

The students in the classroom were all exhausted at the moment. They looked at Professor Wallep, who had also exercised for a class at the podium, but only blushed slightly, with envy and admiration in their hearts, and of course, more doubts.

Professor Wallop just made everyone drink a bottle of potion that tasted like water-infused milk before class, and then let them exercise and feel the magic for the whole class.

This is the end of get out of class, why doesn't he say something?

Sean looked around at everyone in the classroom, expecting someone to stand up.

Someone couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and raised his hand and asked, "Professor, what's the point of doing this that you haven't told us yet?"

Hearing the students' questions, several top students in the class such as Fiora, Campbell Axton and others sighed secretly.

Professor Wallop said that the get out of class was over but no one left. Isn't this just hoping that we can see his intentions?

The proud little girl, Fiora, even complained in her heart to her classmates who just got up to ask questions. She didn't have much thought yet, but Professor Wallop didn't leave. Isn't this just giving herself enough time?

If you ask a question, the professor will have to answer it, right?

"Ah-ah-ah-ah, there is such a trouble in class with an idiot, will this lower my evaluation in Professor Wallop's mind?" Fiora thought angrily and angrily.

Sean didn't answer immediately, he glanced at everyone, the expectation in his eyes was already obvious.

Finally, a student raised his hand and stood up.

The other party was also a student who performed well in the Transfiguration class in the past. The boy replied hesitantly: "Professor, are you exercising our bodies so that we can go deeper when releasing the spell? The one we drank before class There seems to be a tonic in the bottle of water—I have a potions workshop at home, and I've smelled tonics many times."

Xiao En smiled and motioned the other party to sit down: "It is indeed a tonic. After all, you can't let exercise damage your body, right? However, your guess is not completely accurate. Exercise can indeed enhance the quality of wizards in all aspects, but that should It is you who consciously take the initiative to continue exercising instead of wasting a transformation class."

He glanced at everyone again: "Any other answers?"

"Professor..." A hand was raised.

Campbell Axton, the boy who has always performed well, raised his hand. He and Fiora have always been Sean's two most promising students, with sharp thinking and talent.

"Say, Mr. Campbell."

Axton thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Professor, you have been letting us feel the magic power and the change of magic power, and you also mentioned concentration, which is the key point of Transfiguration—is this a kind of magic power? A way to practice Transfiguration?"

As he said that, he seemed to want to explain in more detail, and seemed a little flustered: "I mean, it's not a general term like exercising Transfiguration, but a specific method of exercising how to concentrate magic power and feel magic power?"

Sean applauded and laughed: "It's a good feeling, give Ravenclaw five points."

Axton showed a surprised expression, I don't know if it was the flush after exercise or the excitement, he blushed like a fried-tailed snail and sat down.

Fiora on the side looked at Axton enviously, and after complaining in her mind to the classmate who asked the question first, she pricked up her ears and listened to Sean's explanation.

"As we all know, transfiguration requires us to concentrate on outlining the deformed object in our minds, and to output magic power smoothly during this period. This is the basis of a successful transfiguration."

"But after studying for so long, you also know that it is not easy to clearly feel the magic power in your body—to make an inappropriate analogy, the magic power flows in your body like cream, but you try There is no sweetness, only a vague sense of stickiness and flow.”

The students all recalled it after hearing the words. Indeed, just like what Professor Wallop said, it is not easy to feel the magic.

And some keen students have discovered the difference in themselves, and they feel the magic more clearly.

Sean noticed those people, and he smiled slightly: "Because of the existence of magic power, the physique of wizards is much stronger than that of Muggles. Conversely, the physical condition of wizards will also affect magic power—when you are in the situation of strenuous exercise , the magic power will become more active as the body consumes more, I believe that you close your eyes at this time, feel it and recall it, and you will definitely find the difference from the past."

The students closed their eyes obediently, and then all showed surprised expressions.

Sean continued: "This is also the reason why I asked you to focus on feeling the magic power of a specific part, and the effect..."

"Ha, it's better to listen to me than to try it yourself—Miss Fiora, I think you've almost recovered?"

The little girl stood up quickly, and then made her slightly panting voice as calm as possible: "Yes, Professor."

Sean took out a small white mouse: "Oh - I remember you were a little scared of mice?"

Fiora took a step back subconsciously, and then looked at Sean again: "Fortunately, Professor, I can accept it."

"Don't panic—fear isn't a big deal." Sean smiled mildly. "I remember you always had problems with mouse transformations, because your attention will always be distracted by fear."

Fiora pursed her lips, and finally nodded aggrievedly.

Her transformation technique is not weaker than Axton's at all, but this mouse... many people have been able to completely turn the mouse into a snuffbox, and a schoolmaster like Axton can also transform it into various beautiful patterns .

She was the only one with a mouse tail on the conjured snuff box.

However, this **** little animal distracted him too much attention!

Sean let the mouse go: "Use your most concentrated state to demonstrate the transfiguration."

Fiora didn't hesitate, she took a deep breath, took out her wand and pointed it at the mouse.

The fear didn't dissipate, it was still distracting her.

But Fiora was surprised to find that although she couldn't concentrate when sketching the image, the magic power responded faster, and because she could feel the magic power more clearly, she even had a feeling of being directed by her arm.

She quickly calmed herself down from the state of surprise and excitement, and then launched the polymorph.

A fine snuffbox appeared, still intricately patterned and without a rat's tail.

Fiora looked at Sean excitedly: "Professor! I succeeded!"

"Beautiful transformation, two points for Gryffindor." Sean praised.

Everyone knows Fiora is afraid of mice, and this time the girl's success has everyone chirping

"Yes, as you can see—frankly speaking, I am very puzzled, this is the classroom of Transfiguration, why didn't any of you try to use Transfiguration?"

Hearing this, everyone took action. They took out matches, silver needles, etc., and experimented with transfiguration.

"Eh, it's easier?"

"Not only that, it's much easier. When I sketched the deformed objects before, I had to concentrate all the time, which caused the output of magic power to be a bit behind, but this time I can keep up!"

"Look, patterns! I've never conjured them before!"

The students were excited to find that their mastery of transfiguration had improved significantly.

Only then did they truly understand Sean's intentions.

Sean watched this scene, and it was an experience he summed up himself. The clearer he felt the magic power, the higher his grasp of the magic spell.

Moreover, the weaker the training mana source, the better the training effect.

He let the excited students make noise for a while, and then signaled them to be quiet: "Did you all feel it?"

"Yes, Professor!" the students shouted in unison.

"That's good, at least my class was not in vain. This is the penultimate class of this semester, and the last class will be taught by Professor McGonagall, so study hard, she is a real transfiguration master—and, promise Me, don't make me ashamed in front of the professor, okay?"

"Oh, yes—I said there was a prize for the top performer in my class, Mr. Campbell."

Campbell Axton, who was named, stood up under the envious eyes of others.

"Transformation curing potion." Sean took out a box containing ten bottles of transparent liquid.

This is the product of Dumbledore's fake Sorcerer's Stone, and it's the best way to exercise Transfiguration in the early stage.

Axton accepted it excitedly. This was the first prize, but it was won by Fiora, and he envied it for a long time.

"Each bottle can be taken ten times, at your own disposal. In addition, I will give you a magic spell I created myself."

Create your own spell... Campbell took the parchment in a daze, feeling like he was hit by a pie.

"Practice well." Sean smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder, then walked out of the classroom.

The classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Axton, potion, can you give me a bottle?! I'll trade you potion!"

"I'm releasing a set of limited edition Wizard Chess!"

"I have a signed commemorative Quidditch jersey!"

Fiora didn't approach Axton until after everyone had quieted down.

"I got that," said the proud little girl. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The boy nodded: "Well, the professor praised you very much."

Fiora gritted her teeth, this guy was so smart in class, why is he so stupid now?

"What I mean is, I have the experience of using it, and the professor also said, take it according to your own needs, and I can tell you my experience."

"Can you?" Axton was flattered.

Fiora crossed her arms: "Of course."

"Then—give you a bottle?"

The little girl immediately became angry: "Is it because of this?! And I drank it!"

"Ah, ah, I'm sorry..." Axton apologized quickly.

"Hmph!" Fiora glared at him. "I mean, it's going to be a holiday soon. Are you from a Muggle family? Do you have something called a telephone?"

"Yes, it is."

"Your home phone number." Fiora spread her hands.